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Xiaoting continued to reveal the terrifying truth, unraveling more mysteries and further enlightening Wu Cheng about Qing Town's past. Her voice gradually trembled as she recounted her father's betrayal, Black-faced god Sanma's conspiracy, and the various horrifying things she was forced to do.
"My father served as Black-faced god Sanma's priest while secretly organizing gatherings for Black-faced god. He knew that Black-faced god truly responded to people's beliefs, so he continuously attracted new followers, telling them that the mining issues had been resolved. However, Black-faced god Sanma discovered my father's betrayal and began controlling him, manipulating the cult to carry out appalling sacrifices and rituals."
In the midst of the conversation, Xiaoting's emotions became increasingly agitated, tears quietly streaming down her face as she continued slowly, "I am often possessed by Black-faced god Sanma, which is why I did those terrible things. I... I really hate my parents for letting me do those things at that age. But what I hate the most is still Black-faced god Sanma. She not only deceived everyone but also turned me into what I am now. She even took away my happiest moments, imprisoning me in that dark space. Wu Cheng... you must save me, please..."
Her voice became almost desperate, deep resentment and helplessness permeating the air. Wu Cheng listened to her cries, filled with sympathy and anger. He knew that there were more stories and truths hidden behind this, and he had to unravel the layers of fog to reveal the truth of the whole incident.
"Xiaoting, I will do my best to unravel this mystery, find the truth, and make every effort to save you. I promise you, I will not let you continue to suffer from this torment." Wu Cheng spoke with determination, determined to help Xiaoting regain her lost happiness and free her from the Darkness that bound her.
Wu Cheng's promise calmed Xiaoting's mood slightly, and she embraced Wu Cheng tightly with gentle arms, filled with gratitude and hope. At this moment, the emotions of the two intertwined, as if a warm power was protecting them.
Wu Cheng asked with a curious look, "So, how do we rescue you from Black-faced Mazu?"
Xiaoting smiled gently, her eyes filled with determination as she explained, "We need to break the Black-faced god statue brought from the basement, which contains a demon-breaking dagger. First, we need to attract Black-faced Mazu's attention and then enter the space where he is, that way there's a chance to rescue me."
Wu Cheng asked, "So, how do we summon Black-faced Mazu?"
Xiaoting mysteriously smiled and said, "It's very simple. Kill his familiar, Mosina Goblinoid. Use the broken demon dagger, along with the eyes of the prophet that I have already inscribed. You will be able to see the true nature of these familiars. Just kill a few, and you will attract Black-faced Mazu's attention."
This statement startled Wu Cheng, making him realize the danger and difficulty of the mission, but also the importance of the task. He clenched his fists tightly, filled with determination. In order to save Xiaoting, he was willing to take the risk.
"I will work hard to complete this mission and not let you suffer anymore," Wu Cheng said firmly. As their eyes met, their determination echoed each other, as if at that moment, they had embarked on an unprecedented journey.
"Xiaoting, is this place where the demons gather the Earth deities Temple that causes the villagers to have endless nightmares?" Wu Cheng suddenly had a flash of insight and quickly asked.
Xiaoting smiled lightly and nodded in affirmation. There was deep gratitude and trust in her eyes, as if she had infinite expectations for Wu Cheng's abilities.
The anticipation and trust inspired Wu Cheng like never before, and he decided to complete this dangerous mission to protect Xiaoting and rescue her from the torment of Black-faced Mazu.
Wu Cheng quickly took out the statue of Black-faced god that he had just obtained. He resolutely raised it high and smashed it to pieces, scattering the fragments as if releasing an evil atmosphere.
A dagger fell out from inside the statue, giving off an incredibly evil feeling. Its blade was like the night, filled with eerie patterns, and it gleamed with a cold light, as if cutting through the veil of Darkness in the depths of the soul.
Wu Cheng put the dagger into his bag, then turned and left Xiaoting's home, heading towards the Earth deities Temple. His mood was complex and heavy, but he knew this was the path he must take, to save Xiaoting and to stop the evil deeds of Black-faced Mazu.
When he walked to the entrance of the Earth deities Temple, a faintly eerie atmosphere enveloped him. He felt the surrounding air becoming heavy, as if an invisible force was observing his every move. The exterior of the temple was dark and gloomy, with dilapidated bricks and tiles, and broken glass on the windows, resembling a pair of hollow eyes staring at passersby. Inside the temple, it was dim and damp, with a pervasive indescribable stench mingled with the smell of mold and rotting flesh. The broken statues were covered with half-hidden cobwebs, seemingly unable to bless anyone. The offerings on the altar were rotten, and some strange symbols and peculiar liquids were scattered around. In the corner, there were some burnt candles, as if someone had conducted some unspeakable ritual here.
In the dark depths, something kept staring at Wu Cheng, but its true face could not be seen. It crouched in a dark corner of the temple, holding onto some strange objects, whether they were food or unspeakable items was unknown. When Wu Cheng stepped into the temple, that thing began chanting incomprehensible words, its voice piercing and sharp, as if from another world. Unidentifiable sounds would emerge in the temple, as if something was moving or chewing. A deep, mysterious, and sinister atmosphere shrouded the Earth deities Temple, causing Wu Cheng to shiver involuntarily, yet he gripped the dagger tighter, because he was certain that the evil voice was the target he was hunting.
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