This actor is full of tricks.

Becoming a god, this idea is absurd yet reasonable.

The ridiculous thing is that from the perspective of previous lives, gods are illusory beings whose authenticity cannot be verified.

But in this world, it feels very reasonable. This is not the first time that Lin Jue has heard the word "god". Back when he was in school, Director Zheng also said that taking a large amount of evil blood will turn one into a god.

Moreover, he himself has embarked on a different path from other extraordinary people. From the tempering skills at the beginning, the golden bones to the sun behind him, he himself seems to be developing in the direction of mythology.

So, gods may really exist in this world.

But it is definitely not the so-called "god" in this village.

"Hmm? There's more on the back?"

Lin Jue was about to fold the talisman paper again when he found another line of words on the back.

The words on the front are black, while the words on the back are bright red, as if they were written in blood.

[Xin Chou year, Ding You month, Ding You day, Zi hour, hanging]

This is a date of death. In today's terms, he committed suicide by hanging himself in the middle of the night on September 2021, 9.

So, this Wu Xiumei is not a living person?
All logic has to be overturned and started again.

Hanged himself...

Could this Wu Xiumei be the protagonist of that strange ballad?

A cough was heard in Dazhu's room, followed by the sound of someone getting out of bed. Lin Jue's thoughts were interrupted. He hurriedly took two photos of the talisman paper, packed it up and put it back into the jar.

After returning to the room, he locked the door and resumed his interrupted thoughts.

The Wu Xiumei on the talisman paper should be the bride in the strange song, which tells what happened before she hanged herself.

“1998年10月出生，2021年9月上吊，这个吴秀梅死的时候才23岁…”

"According to information Dazhu accidentally revealed, women in the village must also marry at the age of 23. This is definitely not a coincidence."

"Could it be that Wu Xiumei has become a demon, and has placed a curse on the village, so that all the women in the village will experience what happened to her?"

"Get married at 23, and you'll die after you get married..."

"And the white lantern and white silk hanging at the bride's door were printed with the first two lines of the ballad. Wu Xiumei was in mourning at the time, and the people she was mourning for were most likely her own parents. That's why Dazhu suggested using paper figures to represent the bride's parents."

"Wu Xiumei transformed herself into a ghost and hid in the shadows, claiming to be a deity. She cast the village under her curse, while consuming offerings from the mortal world in a vain attempt to attain deity..."

Lin Jue constructed a complete and reasonable logical line in his mind, but there was still one doubt.

Is that why a punishment similar to the Eighteen Levels of Hell was created in the village?
Dazhu said that the purpose was to punish outsiders, but Lin Jue didn't think so, because Dazhu talked about a lot of rules at the beginning, but didn't mention anything about the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

It is not ruled out that the other party deliberately concealed the truth and wanted to punish him, but if he wanted to conceal it, then he should conceal it to the end. There is no need to confess it when he asks.

So there is only one possibility, that Dazhu lied about the Eighteen Levels of Hell. Or maybe he didn't lie, but there must be a very deep reason. Maybe Dazhu himself didn't know this reason. After all, the Eighteen Levels of Hell were built by order of God.

The god's whereabouts were elusive, and the villagers couldn't see him, so how could they possibly understand his intentions? The old man's grimace emerged from his raincoat, staring at Lin Jue curiously: "What are you thinking about, kid? You're so obsessed."

"There's something I can't figure out..." Lin Jue replied casually. He suddenly thought of something and let the old man out of the raincoat.

He pulled out his phone, took out a photo of the talisman, and asked, "Uncle, do you know what the meaning of writing the birthday and death date on this talisman, coupled with the incense?"

The old man had practiced in a temple before. Although he practiced Buddhism, not Taoism, Buddhism and Taoism have been closely connected from ancient times to the present.

Tracing back to myths and legends, the Manjusri of Taoism may be the Manjusri Bodhisattva of Buddhism, and there are also eighteen levels of hell in these two different beliefs.

In addition, there was also a Buddhist and Taoist temple in Mount Emei in the previous life. Although the two are different, they are closely related. Maybe the old man has seen similar things and can draw inferences from them and understand the meaning of the talisman.

"I can't remember anything. What's the point of you letting me see it?" Although the old man said this, he still took the phone and stared at the photo on it.

His expression was originally calm, but gradually became solemn and his brows were tightly furrowed.

"Uncle, do you know?" Lin Jue became alert. It was obvious from the uncle's expression that he knew something.

"Ouch, my head hurts so much, I can't remember." The old man threw the phone to Lin Jue and massaged his temples: "Death made my memory disappear. I don't know what this thing is."

The old man's behavior immediately made Lin Jue's heart move. He narrowed his eyes and glared at the other party, questioning: "Uncle, have you lost your memory at all?"

Before, he still believed that the old man had no memory, but now a talisman has completely exposed the old man. His performance just now shows that this guy has not lost his memory at all!

The old man's eyes were erratic, but he was still stubborn: "How is that possible? When a person dies, it's like a light goes out, and their memories disappear with smoke."

Lin Jue's eyes flashed dangerously. "If you say so, it's even stranger. Xiao Ming is dead but still remembers everything from his life. You've retained more sanity than Xiao Ming. How is it possible that you don't have any memory at all?"

At this point, his tone was filled with a hint of grievance: "I have always regarded you as an elder and have been honest with you. Look, during this period of time, I have always thought of you when there was something good, but you kept it a secret from me."

"Huh?" The old man looked incredulous, as if he had just heard some outrageous lie. "Is that true? Have you always been this sunny and positive in your mind?"

Seeing that the old man was not going to give in, Lin Jue could only sigh and stuff it back into the raincoat. At the same time, he picked up the raincoat and prepared to walk out the door.

"What are you doing, kid?" The old man suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"I think it's a good idea to act as a speed bump on the national highway. I'm going to let you try it. When a big truck comes, you can suddenly sit up and scare it." Lin Jue said as he was about to open the door.

"Is this how you treat your elders?!" The old man was really panicked, because based on the boy's previous crazy behavior in school, he might really do such a thing.

Seeing that Lin Jue was about to open the door, the old man hurriedly shouted: "Boy! I'm telling you!"

Lin Jue took two or three steps back to the bedside and released the old man again, his eyes filled with a desire for the truth: "What is the use of this talisman? Can it become a god?"

"Becoming a god?" The old man was stunned, then sneered: "What kind of god is this? It's not as exaggerated as you think, but it's also weird."

"This thing might be used to resurrect the dead."

(End of this chapter)