What's so special about the back mountain of Ange Village?
After listening, Ji Nanshu asked, "Is there anything special about those two people?"
"A special feature?" Tao Ai's mother pondered for a moment, then, as if remembering something, asked Ji Nanshu, "Does a tattoo count?"
Ji Nanshu opened his phone and pulled up a photo with a red flaming skull pattern on it.
Tao Ai's mother brought the phone closer, a hint of familiarity with the pattern appearing in her eyes, but she wasn't quite sure.
She raised her hand, covering the lower half of the pattern to examine it carefully. After a while, she covered the left half, still unsure, and said hesitantly, "Ahem... Mr. Ji, I'm not sure. Even with part of it covered, the pattern you showed me, when partially covered, is exactly the same as the exposed part of their bodies!"
This sentence is exactly the same, spoken with absolute certainty.
Ji Nanshu put away his phone and said, "Okay, thank you. You can rest now. Come out with me for a moment, I have something else to ask you."
This last sentence was said to Tao Ai.
In the corridor, Tao Ai asked somewhat cautiously, "Nan... Nanshu, is there anything else?"
Ji Nanshu lowered his eyes, seemingly trying to figure out how to talk to this young girl about her mother.
After a long pause, he decided to tell Tao Ai directly, "Although your mother wasn't infected with the Gu for very long and survived, the Brain-Devouring Gu consumes vital energy and flesh. She has at most about ten years left to live."
These words were undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for a girl who had just lost her father.
Her eyes instantly welled up with tears again, and she covered her mouth tightly, afraid to cry out.
Ji Nanshu sighed. Perhaps it was because he had seen his adoptive mother cry so much in the Qiang Kingdom, and every time she cried, he would suffer a lot of bad luck. In the parlance of this era, he had developed a bit of PTSD.
He didn't say anything, just silently watched Tao Ai cry, occasionally handing her a tissue.
After about ten minutes, Tao Ai gradually stopped crying and apologized, " Nanshu, I'm sorry!! I lost my temper."
Ji Nanshu hummed in agreement and said, "It's alright. You... you and your mother should do more good deeds and accumulate merit; perhaps you can prolong her life."
Upon hearing that there was a way to prolong her mother's life, Tao Ai wiped her face and bowed to Ji Nanshu again. "Thank you, Nanshu!! It's so wonderful to have you as my Idol!! Please continue to work hard in the future!! I will always support you!!"
Thank you for your support. I will try my best.
Tao Ai chuckled, "Who says they'll try their best!"
"Sigh... there's nothing I can do, I have no acting skills, and I can't sing or dance..."
Acting, singing, dancing—no good at that! He's just not good at it!!!
After going down into the courtyard, Shu Cheng asked, " Mr. Ji, did that pattern just now have any significance?"
Ji Nanshu raised his eyelids and glanced at him, saying, " The Blood God Cult totem. You've been investigating the Blood God Cult for so long, and it seems you haven't found a single clue."
The tone was quite sarcastic.
Shu Cheng was speechless. "There aren't many indeed... Mr. Ji, do you have any new leads?"
"The totem. I told Si Dai about it before."
Shu Cheng scratched his head, continuing to laugh awkwardly, "Hahaha... then I'll ask my junior sister again."
Ange Village had a total population of 9,843, with 7,510 people currently living there. All 7,510 people were infected with the Gu poison, and none survived. The death toll reached 2,789.
Shu Cheng and the relevant departments were in a real bind. With so many deaths, he didn't know how to report it to their superiors. If it were to leak online, the explanations would be enough to Hua Country a major headache!
Shu Cheng had just finished relieving his headache when he turned around and saw Ji Nanshu carrying a backpack, seemingly about to leave. He immediately went up to him and asked, " Mr. Ji, it's so late, where are you going?"
Ji Nanshu looked in the direction behind Ange Village and said, "The back mountain. Do you have any flashlights, knives, or anything like that? I can borrow them."
"I have some!" Ji Xingyu, who appeared out of nowhere, handed Ji Nanshu a flashlight and a Tang sword.
Shu Cheng's brow twitched, and he glanced at Ji Xingyu, teasingly saying, " A-Yu, you're really enthusiastic!"
But Ji Nanshu detected a hint of sarcasm in it.
His gaze fell on Shu Cheng's face, then he glanced at Ji Xingyu and said, " Captain Shu, I'd like to borrow another person from you."
Shu Cheng pursed his lips. "Who?"
Ji Nanshu blinked, pointed at Ji Xingyu, and said, "This one, I'll see. His name is Ji Xingyu, right?"
"Yes."
Let's go.
Shu Cheng gave a forced smile and said, "I'll go with you."
Ji Nanshu turned around and asked, "Is Captain Shu no longer responsible for this place?"
"Ahem... Deputy Captain Chen is fine. I can help if anything happens on the back mountain," Shu Cheng explained. "Wait for me a moment, I'll tell them."
After greeting Chen Anbang and the others, the three of them went to the back mountain together.
It was already the early hours of the second day.
All was silent.
There is only one path leading to the back mountain of Ange Village, which is the only way to enter the back mountain.
Under the cover of night, a gentle breeze rustled through the trees, accompanied by the occasional chirping of insects and the sound of the three people's footsteps; there were no other sounds.
The three walked along the slightly rugged road, and after about an hour, a temple came into view.
A dilapidated temple.
It was covered in dust and cobwebs.
Shu Cheng was somewhat surprised and said, "When we investigated Ange Village before, there was no mention of this temple."
Ji Xingyu also said, "Indeed, no."
The two then turned their gaze to Ji Nanshu, who had remained silent, and Ji Nanshu was now holding a flashlight, shining it on the statue in front of him.
What's wrong with the statue?
Ji Nanshu shook his head. "Just an ordinary statue. Let's go take a look at the back."
The group then went to the courtyard behind the statue.
There was nothing inside, except for a well in the very center of the courtyard.
Ji Nanshu walked to the well and shone his flashlight into it, only to find that it was a dry well.
However, something is strange.
The temple seemed a little too clean.
Normally, temples without worshippers are most favored by wandering ghosts, and there would always be some lingering yin energy, but this temple had none at all.
That's so strange.
Clearly, Ji Nanshu wasn't the only one who noticed this strange spot; Shu Cheng did too.
He said, "This is very strange; there isn't a trace of yin energy here."
"Isn't it good to have no Yin energy?" Ji Xingyu didn't understand. He wasn't a Daoist priest, but a member of the " Flying Eagle " Third Team of the Hua Country Special Forces. Due to his special physical condition, he was specially assigned to the Third Team of the relevant department.
As Ji Nanshu observed the dilapidated temple, he explained to Ji Xingyu, "Temples like this, where no one worships, are the favorite haunts of wandering ghosts. But this temple doesn't even have the most basic remnants of yin energy."
This is not normal.
"Unless--"
"This person isn't exorcising ghosts; he's extracting yin energy from them!"
Hey everyone, have you ever encountered anything unusual? If so, tell us about it! Hehe
If it's suitable, I'll include you guys in the list, lalala~