This actor is full of tricks.

Chapter 223 Paintings Made of Blood

This was a result that Lin Jue had never expected. Before coming, he thought that He Youliang might be very resistant and might have a conflict with him, but he never thought that He Youliang would die.

Silently stepping away from the window, Lin Jue took out Fang Hao's cell phone and called the police.

Not long after, the police arrived and set up a cordon outside He Youliang's house. At this time, Lin Jue had already turned off his mobile phone and was hiding in the crowd, observing secretly.

A forensic doctor carried out He Youliang's body, and the cut hand was exposed from the white cloth covering it. The blood seemed to never stop flowing and spilled all over the floor.

A young policeman looked at the blood on the ground, his face pale. "How could this guy have so much blood in his body? He must have weighed about 60kg, and his blood volume is about 4200ml. He died an hour ago, so at this rate, he should have been drained out long ago."

The veteran police officer beside him looked unsurprised. "In this day and age, all sorts of weird things happen. One of your seniors got a promotion to Xinzhou City. Last time he called me, he told me that a lot of people had died there, and the bodies all had angry expressions on their faces. Isn't that strange?"

Although it was very noisy all around, Lin Jue accurately captured this sentence.

Xinzhou City? People died with angry expressions on their faces?

Lin Jue instantly thought of the shrine. The people who died in the Golden Rose Hotel had happy smiles on their faces, the patients hugging the shrine had fear on their faces, and now someone died in Xinzhou City with a strange expression on his face.

In other words, there is also a shrine in Xinzhou City, and that shrine represents anger.

Three of the four shrines representing joy, anger, sorrow and fear have appeared, and are located in three different cities. So where is the fourth shrine representing sorrow?

"Shrine, evil god, god..."

Lin Jue mentally integrated all the recent events he had encountered and wondered, "Could these shrines possibly be related to that benevolent father? Is the deity enshrined in the shrines that very same person?"

This guess is not impossible, after all, these two things are very weird.

After a while, a policeman carried out a drawing board from the house. Lin Jue changed his position and moved himself to face the drawing board.

There was a painting hanging on the drawing board. The overall background of the painting was gray, and the vague outlines of buildings were outlined below with black ink. Above these buildings, there was a black shadow floating in the air, and there were blood-red circular patterns around the shadow.

The blood-colored patterns were still dripping with bright red paint, but Lin Jue always felt that this was not paint, but He Youliang's blood. This cultist used his own blood to complete this painting.

And below the painting, there is a line of small words.

Lin Jue squinted his eyes and tried hard to see it clearly.

[Father, I hope you can accept my blood and wake you up from the ashes. I am the most pious child.]

From this sentence we can see that He Youliang committed suicide. He was completely brainwashed by the cult and shed his own blood to offer to the evil god.

"It seems my previous speculation was correct. Those cultists wanted to offer some human body parts to the evil god in order to make it appear here. He Youliang cut off someone's tongue as a sacrifice before, but he probably felt that this didn't reflect his piety, so he committed suicide and offered his own blood."

"What level of sacrifice would it take for that evil god to appear? If the shrine is truly connected to the evil god, then those lives must have been sacrificed."

There was a chance to figure everything out before filming began, but He Youliang suddenly committed suicide, and the clues were cut off here. Even if Lin Jue wanted to find another clue, he didn't know where to start.

……

At seven o'clock the next morning, Lin Jue woke up in a motel. Looking at the mirror ghost standing quietly beside the bed, he smiled, thanked her, and took her back.

When checking out, he asked the front desk owner if there had been any strange people or things happening in the county recently.

However, the boss said he knew nothing, and the strangest thing was the ashes that suddenly fell at any time.

After leaving the hotel, he went to the breakfast shop, bought two baskets of buns, and went straight to Yaya's house.

The nurse and the admissions teacher will be here today, so he has to go and help take care of things and then leave here temporarily.

He originally wanted to stay a few more days, but the clue about He Youliang was broken, so he had to start from other places.

He planned to go to the Golden Rose Hotel in Jiuyuan, to the sealed 17th floor to see the shrine and find out whether it was related to the script.

When Lin Jue arrived, he happened to meet the nurse in front of him. She was a very kind and sensitive aunt. When she followed Lin Jue to Yaya's house and saw the poor father and daughter, she immediately hugged Yaya with heartache and wiped away her tears.

Finding a caregiver is not something that can be taken lightly. It is not uncommon for caregivers to abuse patients, so Lin Jue visited several nursing companies yesterday before he finally set his eyes on this aunt.

Now that he sees that his aunt is indeed a kind person, he can feel more at ease.

After waiting for the admissions teacher to arrive and confirming Yaya's admission, Lin Jue left Yaya's house again.

He wanted to buy some practical furniture because Yaya's house was too shabby and it was difficult to cook or boil water.

By the time he had prepared everything, it was already past lunchtime. After having a few bites with Yaya's family, he wrote his cell phone number on a piece of paper and handed it to Yaya: "If you have any problems in the future, call this number. If you can't get through, send me a text message. Uncle will get back to you once he sees it."

Yaya took the note obediently, took out an old-fashioned cell phone from the bedside table, and carefully wrote down the number.

After doing all this, she looked up at Lin Jue with tears in her eyes: "Uncle, are you leaving?"

"Uncle has some things that he hasn't finished yet, so he has to leave for a while." Lin Jue squatted down, wiped the tears from Yaya's face, and said gently: "Next time your uncle comes, bring the brother I told you about to play with you, okay?"

"Okay." Yaya nodded vigorously: "Then let's pinky promise."

Although they have only known each other for one day, the little girl is very smart. She knows that Lin Jue is genuinely kind to her and is a very warm uncle who is doing his best to help her. Everything Lin Jue does will completely change her destiny.

If it weren't for Lin Jue, she might never have had the opportunity to study in her life.

Lin Jue looked at the little finger stretched out in front of him, smiled slightly, and stretched out his own hand: "Pink." (End of this chapter)

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