After Cui Jiuyang finished reading the two sheets of paper, his expression flickered uncertainly.
The villagers had all died mysterious deaths and become an entire village of wronged souls. Could this have been revenge from the Five-Colored Sparrow's remnant soul?
He dared not be certain. After all, the being they had worshipped was also an unknown deity, or perhaps some other strange thing.
When mortals made offerings without knowing what they were worshipping, the consequences were often terrifying.
Cui Jiuyang carefully rubbed the two sheets between his fingers. Something about them felt familiar, and he could not help comparing them to the two sheets from Yangshan.
The texture of these sheets seemed quite consistent with those two incomplete scripture pages. Even the handwriting looked extremely similar.
Cui Jiuyang felt some regret. He should not have so casually burned those two incomplete scripture pages back at Yangshan. Otherwise, he could have taken them out now and compared them to see whether they came from the same source.
If these two sheets really came from the same book as those two scripture fragments, then there had to be deeper connections behind all this.
Cui Jiuyang's mind was a jumble. All kinds of information tangled together in his head, but he could never grasp the crucial thread.
The situation in Taian Prefecture was far too complicated, and it even involved the Underworld Office...
Just then, someone suddenly knocked on the door behind him, and Hu Hongzhu walked in. "What did you find? Why are there so many talismans in this room?"
With his back to him, Cui Jiuyang folded the two sheets and tucked them into his robe. Then he handed him the sacrificial invocation. "I found the invocation Zhao Changsheng wrote. It turns out the divine bird they sacrificed was a Five-Colored