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Yang Jing stared at the information on the notebook, his brows slightly furrowed, obviously contemplating some possibility. He murmured softly, "The Black-faced god Sanma and the Black-faced god seem to have some similarities, but also some differences. Perhaps we should carefully study the distinctions between the two."
Su Jianyang pondered, shaking his head in uncertainty. He took a Black-faced god Sanma figurine from around his neck and gently placed it on the table, making it the focus of their discussion. The figurine emitted a mysterious aura, causing great discomfort for Wu Cheng, but he persisted in not showing it.
Su Jianyang gazed at the Black-faced god statue on the table, his eyes becoming deep. He sighed softly and then spoke, "I have heard that Black-faced god Sanma is a goddess who protects the village, shielding the villagers from the forces of evil. As for the Black-faced god, I am not very clear about it. I have never heard of it."
Wu Cheng listened quietly. Although he was not very willing to discuss Black-faced god Sanma, this situation seemed to be related to her. He said softly, "Yes, perhaps we should delve deeper into the relationship between the Black-faced god and Black-faced god Sanma. Perhaps the answer lies here."
Three people sat around the table, Black-faced god the statue of Sanma quietly placed on the table, as if waiting for them to solve the mystery. Su Jianyang picked up the statue of Sanma, carefully turning it in his hand as if trying to find some clues. He continued, "The religious conflict in Qing Town seems to have been sparked by mining issues, but the reality may be more complex than we imagine. The emerging belief in the Black-faced god seems to be related to Li Xiaoting's family, which could be a key factor."
Yang Jing furrowed his brow and said, "But why would Li Xiaoting's family be involved with this religion? This seems too far-fetched."
Su Jianyang shrugged and responded, "I'm not sure either, but we must find more clues to understand the truth. Perhaps Li Xiaoting's family holds some important information."
Wu Cheng listened to their discussion and fell deep into thought. He felt that all of this involved a greater power, a mysterious force that was incomprehensible. He nodded in agreement, saying, "I'm certain that there's a force at play here that we cannot understand. But before unraveling this mystery, we must clarify all the clues and find the truth."
Wu Cheng continued, "I had previously investigated the sealed underground mine tunnel." Su Jianyang looked surprised and asked, "You went there alone?" Then he remembered the night he met Wu Cheng, when he was holding a pickaxe and seemed a bit strange. Wu Cheng nodded, "It was that night, I... I was given a note by an old man, asking me to go there, and at that time, there was a voice and a light point, like Li Xiaoting, telling me to go there and find out the truth."
Listening to Wu Cheng, Su Jianyang looked puzzled. He asked, "Wait, you're saying an old man gave you a note to investigate the underground mine tunnel, and there was a voice and a light point guiding you? This sounds too unusual. Are you sure it wasn't a hallucination or a dream sequence?"
Wu Cheng shook his head and replied, "I also had doubts at first, but everything seemed too real. I still have the note that the old man gave me, you can take a look. And that voice and light spot, they always accompanied me, guiding me forward until I entered that otherworldly place."
Yang Jing also joined the conversation, asking, "What did that voice and light spot tell you? Why did they guide you to investigate the underground mine tunnel?"
Wu Cheng furrowed his brows and thought for a moment, then recalled the scene at the time, saying, "That voice kept telling me that there was some kind of power in the underground mine tunnel, which may be related to Li Xiaoting's disappearance, perhaps it is the key to unlocking all the mysteries. As for why it was guiding me, I'm not sure."
Wu Cheng continued, "In the mine tunnel, I encountered an illusion. I seemed to have become a person involved in the past explosion case, and witnessed the process of the explosion. The person who detonated the bomb also shouted the name of Black-faced god before dying." Yang Jing heard this and said, "This Black-faced god feels strange."
Su Jianyang and Yang Jing both showed a skeptical expression. Su Jianyang said, "This sounds really strange. Why would the person in the explosion case shout the name of Black-faced god? Does this mean that Black-faced god belief is related to the mining explosion case?"
Wu Cheng took a deep breath and replied, "I don't know either, but everything seems to point in the same direction. Black-faced god belief, Li Xiaoting's family, the mining explosion case, there seems to be some incredible connection between them. We must find the truth, or nothing will have an answer."
Su Jianyang once again made a few marks on the notebook, writing "cult?" next to Li Xiaoting family and the Black-faced god, as if this question was a dark fog shrouding them. Wu Cheng carefully pondered, wondering how much of what the fake Li Xiaoting had been telling him was true and how much was false. Urgently, he asked, "Can we find records of the Li Xiaoting family here?"
Su Jianyang nodded in agreement and said, "I'll go get the villagers' files from the police station. Maybe we can find some clues." He stood up and walked out of the room, leaving Wu Cheng and Yang Jing to continue pondering these perplexing events in the room.
Wu Cheng's thoughts were churning in unrest, feeling as though he had been drawn into a conspiracy beyond reality. The beliefs of the Black-faced god, the Li Xiaoting family, and the mining explosion, seemingly unrelated elements, were weaving into a complex web before him. He took a deep breath, preparing to face this unknown world, because only by uncovering the truth could he release the unease deep within his soul.
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