This actor is full of tricks.

Looking at the newly refreshed script, Lin Jue frowned deeply. With his current strength and resources, he could barely handle a five-star script, let alone a six-star script.

He himself is still quite far from the fifth rank, and estimates that it will take about half a month before he can break through. At that time, he can switch to cultivating the newly acquired technique, [Karmic Fire Burning Hell].

"There are currently two scripts in the script slot, and one slot is empty. I hope that slot won't be filled with another six-star script. Otherwise, once the 'Father' script is completed, I'll have a long gap, which means I'll miss out on a lot of rewards."

"Compared to Qin Lang, my biggest advantage is this unknown system, which is my capital to fight against him."

Lin Jue reached out and wiped the system panel, shook his head, and returned to the motel.

After a good night's rest, Lin Jue boarded a bus and headed to Quming.

When he was exiting the tollbooth, he called the old man, but no one answered the phone, which puzzled him. The old man usually stared at the live streams of beautiful women on his phone every day and would answer the phone almost instantly. This was the first time he hadn't answered the phone.

He made another call, but still no one answered. This made him feel uneasy. As soon as he got off the bus, he hurriedly hailed a taxi and headed straight for Ya Ya's house.

He didn't go to Ya Ya's house right away, but instead went into the building next door. When he pushed open the door to the old man's room, it was empty, and the old man's cell phone was on the tattered sofa.

"Where did he go? Why didn't he take his phone?" Lin Jue frowned and picked up the old man's phone. The phone's battery was almost dead, and a live stream was playing on it.

It was clear that the old man left suddenly and in a great hurry, without even taking his phone with him.

There were no signs of a struggle in the room, which suggests that the old man must have left on his own.

Lin Jue went to Fu Yu's place again, but Fu Yu had also disappeared without a trace, leaving Wu Fang in the room.

"You've come?" Wu Fang swayed her waist, exuding a seductive charm. This ghost who killed her husband was like a poisonous datura flower; once you were seduced by her appearance, you would be devoured.

Even though she had been killed by Lin Jue once, there was no fear on her face.

Lin Jue paid no attention to Wu Fang's charming demeanor and asked in a deep voice, "Where did the old man and Fu Yu go?"

“Last night, a few cultists suddenly sneaked here again. Grandpa and Fu Yu went to follow them, and left me here to tell you about it.”

Upon hearing Wu Fang's words, Lin Jue's expression immediately turned grim. He took a deep breath and asked, "Whose idea was this?"

“Damn it,” Wu Fang replied.

"Really." Lin Jue didn't know how to express his current feelings. The old man had always been a cautious and cunning person, and he also knew how terrible those cultists were. Why was he so impulsive this time?

He remembered that Wang Qingya had chosen to cooperate with the cult because she wanted to resurrect her grandmother, and he roughly understood why the old man had suddenly started following the cult members.

Because the old man also has someone he wants to resurrect, namely his daughter. He had previously considered using evil magic at the Wushi Temple, but was driven out by the abbot. Now that Lin Jue is not around to restrain him, the old man is probably up to no good and wants to see if his so-called benevolent father can really be resurrected.

Lin Jue was somewhat angry at the old man's unauthorized actions. What if, after they left, another cultist came and attacked Ya Ya's family? But he was helpless; some things, once they become obsessions, can easily cloud rational judgment. "Did you see which direction they went?" Lin Jue asked.

"Go that way," Wu Fang pointed in a direction.

Lin Jue looked in that direction; it was the way out of the city.

Could it be that group of cultists are hiding outside the city?

Lin Jue waved his hand, releasing Xiao Ming, Yan Jun, and A Jing from their raincoats. With a stern face, he said, "You and Wu Fang will stay here for the next two days. Don't go anywhere. Do you understand?"

Seeing their leader so serious for the first time, the ghosts quickly nodded and patted their chests in agreement.

After giving the instructions, seeing that it was almost time for Ya Ya to go home for lunch, Lin Jue switched to Zhao Huayu's appearance, went to the street to buy a string of candied hawthorns, and waited for Ya Ya to get out of school at the school gate.

As soon as the bell rang, he spotted Ya Ya skipping and hopping out. The little girl's eyes lit up when she saw him, and she ran over to him on her little feet, calling out, "Uncle Zhao!"

"Are you tired?" Lin Jue picked the little girl up in his arms. "This is a candied hawthorn that Uncle bought for you as a reward."

"Thank you, Uncle." The little girl's clear voice immediately calmed Lin Jue, who was still feeling a bit uncomfortable. He patted Ya Ya's head and carried her home.

At the dinner table, Lin Jue specifically asked Ya Ya's father to ask the children for two days off and not to go out. Ya Ya's father didn't know why Lin Jue would suddenly say this, but out of trust in Lin Jue, he still agreed.

After explaining everything, Lin Jue left, heading out of the city in the direction Wu Fang had pointed out.

Lin Jue was very familiar with this road. He had taken this road when he came to Quming from Buming Village. The toll station leading to Sanjiang was just ahead.

As he walked, Lin Jue didn't find anything noteworthy. He only knew the general direction, but not the exact location. The old man's tracking was completely unprofessional; he didn't even leave any clues.

Even after leaving the city, Lin Jue didn't see anything noteworthy. He stared at the tollbooth in the distance, and a strange thought came to his mind.

Are the cultists hiding somewhere?

He had already circled around Qumingdu and asked many people, but they all said they hadn't seen anything strange. This toll station only had one gate open, making it practically abandoned. It was sparsely populated, so it would be difficult to be discovered if he hid here.

Thinking of this, Lin Jue walked over quickly. Because very few cars came to Quming, the toll collector at the only open gate was dozing off in his room and did not notice that someone had sneaked over.

After wandering around for a while, Lin Jue stopped at the entrance of the power distribution room. He saw a strip of cloth that had been torn off on the ground next to the door. It looked like trash that had been carelessly thrown on the ground, but Lin Jue recognized at a glance that the strip of cloth came from the old man's clothes.

Upon seeing the strip of cloth, a smile immediately appeared on Lin Jue's face. Although the old man's actions this time were a bit reckless, he had also helped him find the cultists' hiding place.

Tomorrow is the time when the Father will descend, and this is the last flesh and blood room. Destroying the shrine before then would be equivalent to weakening the Father's power!
(End of this chapter)