This actor is full of tricks.

Upon hearing Cheng Jing's words, Lin Jue's pupils contracted: "You mean, someone went in?"

But there's no connection between these things, is there? Could it be that the people from the Inspection Department discovered the secret of the Spirit Realm after they went in?
“Yes.” Cheng Jing nodded: “Just three months ago, King Chixiao and King Tianshu joined forces to break into the dense fog zone and brought out a very magical thing called Nether Incense.”

Mingxiang?

It also includes the character "冥" (ming).

The skull of the God of the Underworld, the heart of the God of the Underworld—these all bear this word. Lin Jue certainly wouldn't believe that there's no connection between these three.

"The origin of this Nether Incense is quite extraordinary. It is said that the two kings discovered a pool of blood in the thick fog, and the Nether Incense was in that pool. When the Crimson Sky King tried to retrieve the Nether Incense, the pollution emitted by the pool almost caused one of the kings to completely lose his mind and fall into an abyss of chaos."

Cheng Jing spoke with such conviction, as if he had witnessed it firsthand. I wonder where he heard this news from.

Lin Jue put down his spoon and fell into thought. There was a skull of the God of the Underworld in the Wushi Temple, and now the Wushi Temple had appeared in the neighboring Taining Province. The evil Buddha who came out of it was confronting the Wheel King. If he wanted to understand the meaning of the word "God of the Underworld", then he had to go to the Wushi Temple.

The Wushi Temple is extremely dangerous. Lin Jue estimated that he would need to break through to the fifth level and also improve the power of the ghost in his raincoat before he could go and explore the temple.

I wonder what's going on in Taining Province now. There's not a word about it online. If the King and the Evil One really start fighting, the whole city might be overthrown.

Lin Jue snapped out of his thoughts and asked, "Then what is the purpose of the incense?"

"It increases the speed at which the spirit realms are lit up by about 20%. In other words, every time you clean up the pollution, you will light up 20% more spirit realms than before."

"This thing is extremely precious. The two kings only brought out 10 sticks. It is estimated that each stick of incense can be lit about 20 times. This thing was specially prepared for the 5 candidates for the new king."

As Cheng Jing slowly recounted the story, Lin Jue learned a lot of information he didn't know before. This incense was indeed a treasure for the investigators; lighting one stick was equivalent to developing the spiritual realm four more times than before.

However, this thing is of little use to Lin Jue. His strength grows in a completely different way than in this world. The True Fire Furnace has already allowed him to break through to the fifth rank. If he can obtain a cultivation technique later, he might be able to directly cultivate into a king.

So he wasn't interested in this thing, nor did he have any intention of participating in any new king plan. Being an honorary minister in the investigation department was pretty good for him.

After finishing breakfast, Lin Jue paid the bill and rushed back to Qingwangyuan Community.

The repair shop owner, wearing glasses, carefully laid out the wires. After tightening the last screw, he breathed a sigh of relief: "All done. Now, try listening to see if you can hear me clearly."

As he spoke, he handed over the tape recorder. Lin Jue didn't rush to listen, but instead asked, "Boss, do you have headphones with this kind of jack? I'd like to listen with headphones on."

He suspected the recorder might contain incriminating evidence, so he didn't want his boss to hear it.

"Wait a minute, let me look. These kinds of earphones with round holes are really hard to find these days." The shopkeeper turned around and rummaged through the cabinet for a while, finally pulling out a pair of earphones covered in dust from the bottom of the box: "Try them."

Lin Jue plugged in his headphones and pressed play.

It started with a hissing sound of electricity, followed by a gentle singing voice.

Her singing voice was soft and delicate, with the slowness and hoarseness characteristic of the elderly.

Lin Jue had heard this song last night. When Wang Qingya appeared, she was also singing this song, but the version on the tape recorder was more complete, making up for the half-song from yesterday.

Rock-a-bye, through the alleyways we'll reach Grandma's bridge.

Sing, sing, gently calling out "Little girl, little girl"

[Jumping and jumping, the stolen apron catches the spring breeze as I run.]

[Laughter, laughter, kites entwined with willow branches] The soft singing faded, followed by Wang Qingya's coquettish voice, [Grandma, you sing so beautifully! You must have been a famous singer in Jiangdong when you were young!]

Haha, go to sleep now.

[I have one last question: Will my grandmother live to be a hundred?]

Grandma will definitely live to be a hundred years old, and she'll sing this song to your little girl then.

The recording ended with another static sound, and then there was no sound at all.

Lin Jue hadn't expected that the tape recorder only contained conversations between Wang Qingya and her grandmother. Wang Qingya treasured the tape recorder, which showed how deep the bond was between the grandmother and granddaughter. This item was her only way of remembering her grandmother.

"Thanks, boss." He put the tape recorder back in place and paid for the repairs.

If Wang Qingya comes again today, the tape recorder should be returned to its rightful owner.

Lin Jue waited until 11:30 p.m., but Wang Qingya still did not appear. The neighborhood was quiet and there was no sign of any dark aura.

"Is she not coming today?"

Lin Jue stood by the bed. He thought for a moment, then opened the window a crack and placed the tape recorder in the gap to hold it in place. He was going to that room soon, and if Wang Qingya came over later, she would be able to spot the tape recorder at a glance.

After doing all this, Lin Jue slung his backpack over his shoulder and walked into the darkness of the neighborhood, heading straight for Building 7.

Upon reaching Building 7, he went straight into the elevator without pressing any floor buttons. Instead, he stood in the car and quietly waited for the flesh and blood room to appear.

When the clock struck 12, the elevator shook slightly, the lights on the ceiling began to flicker, and streaks of blood appeared out of nowhere, covering the entire elevator car.

Immediately afterwards, a door appeared in front of Lin Jue.

Lin Jue turned the doorknob with practiced ease and went inside.

The moment Lin Jue entered the room, he heard a series of sharp, angry roars.

Kill him, kill him, kill him, and your father will grant you any wish.

Cut off their ears and offer them as a sacrifice to your father; then you will become his most beloved child.

Your grandmother is waiting for you; she's waiting for you to run into your father's arms together.

Kill him!!!

These voices possessed a seductive power, but Lin Jue, possessing the Heart of the Underworld God, was completely unmoved by these voices that could stimulate people's killing intent.

"Joy, anger, sorrow, and fear—joy that the eyes see, fear that the nose smells, anger that the ears hear, and sorrow that the tongue tastes."

Lin Jue plucked a cat hair from the bloody wall, which proved that Wang Qingya had entered the room.

"Was she lured in by these voices? Or did her inner anger manifest as these murderous sounds?"

"What role do cult members play in this?" (End of Chapter)