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Two people once again stepped forward, heading towards the stone gate. When they reached the stone gate, suddenly, it emitted a low, rumbling sound and slowly began to move aside.
They entered into a tranquil, ancient room, as if frozen in time, exuding a sense of profound history. In the center of the room stood a large Black-faced god statue of the Earth deitie, towering and majestic, as if a divine being descended to earth, every detail depicted vividly. Her face was solemn yet compassionate, her gaze seemingly able to transcend time and space, observing all living beings.
Su Jianyang felt a mysterious energy enveloping the entire room. Unconsciously, he touched the Black-faced god pendant on his chest. It was a natural gesture, although he wasn't usually superstitious. At this moment, he was filled with respect and gratitude. He gazed quietly at the statue, as if sensing a peaceful atmosphere emanating from it.
In the room, there was a large wooden table with an old book on top. The book was titled "Book of Merits and Demerits," and the writing seemed timeless, as if it held the secrets of life and death. Beside it, there was an ancient mirror, its surface clear and translucent, as if containing wisdom from a thousand years.
The two of them respectfully bowed to the statue of Third Mother, as a sign of reverence to the deity and humility in the face of the unknown. Then, they focused on investigating the things on the table. Su Jianyang lightly touched the "ledger of merits and demerits" with his fingertips, feeling as if the book was a window to the past, giving him a sense of confronting history.
Su Jianyang nodded and continued to flip through the pages of the "ledger of merits and demerits," searching for records related to Wu Cheng. After a moment, he stopped at a page with a series of records all related to Wu Cheng, but these records were completely different from what they knew about Wu Cheng.
Upon seeing the record of merits and demerits, Wu Cheng's name was marked with a bold red line. Su Jianyang carefully studied it and discovered that Wu Cheng's adult experiences were shocking. It clearly stated that Wu Cheng had committed serious crimes of deceiving the world, being an accomplice to murder, murder, and corpse desecration.
Su Jianyang was scared and broke out in a cold sweat. He had originally thought that Wu Cheng was just a man with some shadows in his past, but he never expected the truth to be so shocking. Yang Jing, however, pointed out that other people with similar serious crimes as Wu Cheng were not marked with a red line, suggesting that the red line might have another meaning. Su Jianyang thought this was not important and wanted to first understand what Wu Cheng had actually done.
Su Jianyang delves deep into the records of Wu Cheng, and the bloody details gradually emerge in his mind. In addition to past events in the police force, they come across records of the murder of Zhang Xiaoting. It is clearly documented that Wu Cheng, due to accumulated stress, suffered from insomnia and mistakenly killed his wife at night, then dismembered Xiaoting to destroy the evidence.
Su Jianyang feels a sudden dryness in his throat and a chill running down his spine. The Wu Cheng he knows apparently has such a terrifying side, and he feels his heart almost stopping. He turns to look at Yang Jing, and their eyes meet, both filled with indescribable shock and fear.
They then turned to investigate the ancient mirror. The ancient mirror did not reflect any human figures. Just as they were curious, Su Jianyang thought it would be great if witch Li were here. He would surely be able to make sense of these strange things quickly. At this moment, the mirror suddenly displayed a witch Li, clearly collecting unknown herbs in the mountains. witch Li seemed to suddenly realize something, looking in the direction of Su Jianyang and shouting, "Back! Back! Back!" while making a gesture with one hand as if wielding a sword and waving the other hand randomly.
The two quickly realized that as long as they thought of a target in their minds, the mirror could project the current situation of the target. As the image on the mirror dimmed, the two immediately began thinking of Wu Cheng, trying to find out his current location and situation.
They saw Wu Cheng in a space filled with blood and flesh, surrounded by walls built of flesh. In the center stood a person with a strange twitching smile on their face. This scene sent shivers down Su Jianyang and Yang Jing's spines, as they felt an extreme sense of unease and terror, as if trapped in an indescribable nightmare.
"What... what is this place? Is this Wu Cheng?" Yang Jing's voice trembled. He couldn't bear the horrifying scene before him, yet at the same time, he was involuntarily drawn to it.
Su Jianyang also felt his heart racing, and he stared at the scene in the mirror in disbelief, trying to comprehend the terrifying situation Wu Cheng was in. "Is this... his memory? Or... some kind of eerie illusion?"
As they discussed, the scene in the mirror began to distort, as if some invisible force was affecting the situation. Wu Cheng's appearance became increasingly distorted, his figure becoming blurred with the changes in the wall of flesh and blood. A strong sense of fear enveloped Su Jianyang and Yang Jing, as if the ominous force in this scene was slowly closing in on them. As the evil aura continued to intensify, the two of them suddenly didn't know how to resolve the situation. At that moment, the mirror suddenly darkened again, and the surroundings returned to peace. Both of them were breathing heavily, feeling very worried about the recent scene and Wu Cheng's situation.
Su Jianyang stood up at this moment, and with a thud, knelt in front of Black-faced god Sanma. " Black-faced god Sanma, I am Su Jianyang. I dare not say that I have never done anything wrong in my life, but I believe that I have always acted uprightly and honestly. This matter is really too bizarre for me, and I truly don't know what to do. But I do know that I need to find out the truth, catch Wu Cheng, and ask him properly what exactly happened! Please, Black-faced god Sanma, show me the way!" He earnestly spoke, then knocked his head three times.
Yang Jing was surprised by his sudden action, but then also knelt down and sincerely prayed along.
In front of Sanma, a portal appeared, constantly vibrating and emitting a terrifying dark aura. The door frame seemed to be made up of countless entwined black shadows, as if to swallow all light. Radiating a powerful dark aura, the two knew it was the place where Wu Cheng had just appeared. Su Jianyang clenched his fists, stood up, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Yang Jing tightened the camera strap, aiming the camera at this phenomenon, but withdrew at the last moment. The two exchanged a determined look and decided to step into that terrifying and unknown door.
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