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Chapter 464 Clues
The head rolled right up to Wen Tianyi's feet.

The chubby, wealthy-looking man froze for a few seconds, then let out a scream like a woman, and tried to escape behind Zhou You by using both hands and feet.

"Master Zhou, this guy's attacking—"

Zhou You ignored it and took a few steps to wipe the severed neck.

"The bloodstains have dried completely. I'm not a constable, so I can't determine the exact time of death, but judging from the appearance of the body, it must have happened about half a day ago."

Then, bend down, lift your head, and open your eyelids.

Sure enough, it was another case of double pupils.

Looking at the unseeing eyes, he shook his head, sighed, and carefully placed it back on the neck. He then recited a few more lines of the Rebirth Sutra before concluding.

"It seems this guy didn't make his move now, but rather last night, after I recognized the bald guy, he started speeding up. He's quite cautious."

Wen Tian peeked out for a while, and finding no danger, he finally crawled out and whispered.

"So, Mr. Zhou, what should we do now?"

Zhou You rubbed his chin and continued.

"Although I don't know much about this kind of black magic, these kinds of evil spells that use small amounts of money to achieve big results all have one thing in common: you have to pay a price every time you cast a spell. If there are materials available outside, you can use those; if there aren't, you have to use your own. Let's go find someone else and see how long he can keep us at it."

The next one is also in this area.

In just over ten minutes, it was still in front of a residential building.

However, compared to the previous one, this place is much more popular, the environment is much better, and there are even two security guards standing at the entrance.

Zhou You was alright, but Wen Tianyi didn't seem like a permanent resident. However, before the security guards came over to question him, he hurriedly went up to him, whispered a few words in his ear, and secretly slipped him a pack of cigarettes. Then he was let through.

Seeing this, Zhou You teased.

"Wow, Brother Wen, how did you manage that?"

Wen Tianyi replied with an awkward smile.

"Actually, it's nothing. I just said a few nice words, which made them mistakenly think I was a salesperson. Security guards in small places like this don't care about such things. They just get a fixed salary anyway, so as long as nothing serious happens, it's fine."

Zhou You casually shook his head.

Although this guy really doesn't have any real skills, he's definitely good at socializing.

After fooling the security guards, the two arrived at the residence they had investigated.

The door was locked, but in Zhou You's eyes, it made no difference whether the lock was there or not. He simply used his evil energy to seep in, then flicked it a couple of times, and the door opened with a click.

Just like the previous one, the room was also filled with garbage bags.

The same applies.

The residents there had long since died.

Unlike the previous one, this one's death was extremely bizarre.

Wen Tianyi glanced into the bedroom, then covered his mouth and ran out.

Zhou You remained calm—after all, he was used to seeing corpses—and then slowly walked inside.

This time, the victim was also a man. He was now like a rag doll, his limbs forcibly removed from his body, his abdomen ripped open, and his internal organs scattered all over the floor, soaking the sheets and blankets as if they were in blood.

Zhou You ignored the messy scene—that was something the police and Lin Chen needed to clean up—and continued to pry open the man's eyelids.

But the next second, he let out a soft "hmm".

This corpse did not have double pupils.

Or rather, both of his eyes were gouged out, leaving only dark eye sockets.

Zhou You took a step back and then frowned.

"It's not suitable as a material for casting spells; only the resentment of a person with double pupils at the time of death can be used as a material. These two eyeballs themselves are of no use, so..."

"Is it to destroy some evidence?"

Zhou You thought for a moment, then dragged Wen Tianyi, who was vomiting violently outside, inside.

"Mr. Zhou, what's wrong?"

Zhou You didn't offer any explanation. Instead, he shoved Wan Ren into his hand, patted himself, and pulled out a bell from somewhere—with a 10% discount label on it—and started ringing it while chanting.

"The road to the underworld is clear, a guiding light shines. Relatives in the mortal realm weep, their tears staining their clothes; Ghosts of the underworld, let them return home—"

The singing was nothing special, even a bit rough and hoarse, but Wen Tianyi, who was standing next to him, was somewhat stunned.

Given his position, even if he didn't believe in this stuff, he could still tell that it was a ritual used to summon the soul during a funeral.

Goodness gracious, just how much kung fu does this Taoist priest know?
However, Zhou You paid no attention to Wen Tianyi's reaction. As the bell shook rapidly, a faint red thread emerged from the corpse and floated up.

The person immediately narrowed their eyes slightly.

Perhaps due to time constraints, the sorcerer went all out, scattering the victim's three souls and dissipating all six spirits, leaving only a few remnants.

However, it is enough.

He silently said no, then bit his fingertip and smeared the blood on the bell a few times.

As if receiving a command, the red line swayed and moved in an instant, passing through the wall of the house and then stopping on a garbage bag.

Finally, it suddenly crawled inside.

Zhou You took a few quick steps, casually ripped open the garbage bag—the filth that had accumulated for many days flowed out instantly, emitting a smell that kept strangers away.

He didn't mind the dirt; instead, he carefully rummaged around several times, sweeping out a bunch of rotten, moldy things before finally finding a pile of waste paper wrapped in plastic at the very back.

Zhou You glanced at Wen Tianyi, who was very perceptive, and dragged over a table. Zhou You then laid out a piece of paper on it.

however.

All that can be seen is an ordinary sketch.

It's clear the deceased was a painting enthusiast, but unfortunately, his skill level wasn't very high. The drawings on the paper were of common plaster molds, and there was no trace of a sorcerer's influence, so they weren't anything special.

The second one is the same.

The third picture is of a familiar face—Lin Chen's daughter, Lin Huan.

However, unlike the previous two, the brushstrokes on this one are significantly more refined, showing that although it was a practice piece, the deceased still put a lot of effort into it.

Wen Tian wiped the vomit from the corner of his mouth and exclaimed in surprise.

"Wow, this kid has a crush on that girl?"

You're really good at adapting; you recovered so quickly.

Zhou You rolled his eyes, said nothing, and then prepared to draw the last card.

However, the moment he saw it, he suddenly frowned.

Then, without any warning, a murderous aura suddenly erupted—but it wasn't aimed at the painting, but at Wen Tianyi behind him!

A crimson aura swirled around his head, instantly obscuring all vision, leaving only a hazy red blur.

Wen Tianyi was immediately terrified, but he dared not resist and could only scream in terror.

"Mr. Zhou, what are you doing?"

"—Calm down, I'm saving you."

With a single sentence, Zhou You silenced Wen Tianyi's struggle. Then, he took a deep breath and unfurled the painting—a magnificent and equally realistic work of art.

Although a simple pencil is used, the strokes give the impression of a masterpiece meticulously crafted by a master.

Unlike before, even to a layman like Zhou You, this could be considered a high-quality item.

And what's depicted above is, well, a pitch-black temple.

However, what was enshrined on that altar was not a Buddha or a deity, but an indeterminate shape.

How to describe it? It was like a sticky, oily swelling, or a pile of constantly wriggling glue, its dark body surging like the ebb and flow of the tide, with a faint, shimmering light visible in the distance.

Within it, countless green crystals aggregate and decompose, resembling thousands of open compound eyes.

One glance is enough to drive someone mad.

Of course, this spiritual pollution only applies to ordinary people.

As for Zhou You, he did recognize this kind of thing.

Or rather, he recognized the essence of this thing.

He paused for a moment, then burst into a tirade of curses.

"—Damn it, how did the extraterrestrial demons infiltrate reality?"

Since Zhou You left, the villa has been bustling with activity.

To prevent any accidents, Lin Chen used his connections to bring in more people from other places, and now the villa is surrounded by layers upon layers of people, like an iron barrel.

All the searchlights were running at full power, illuminating the area as if it were daytime, even though it was still night.

Even so, it didn't provide Lin Chen with much of a sense of security.

As a businessman, and a fairly successful one at that, he had an innate, instinctive premonition of danger.

—If it was just minor skirmishes before, then now…
This guy is definitely serious!
If possible, he would never let Zhou You leave so easily—he would spare no expense, not only for his daughter but also to ensure his own safety.

pity.

Someone is completely unreasonable.

They didn't dare to use direct force, as this was their last resort. Their leader had also proposed many compromises, such as sending people to bring the university students over and placing them at the resort for easier protection.
But no matter what the plan was, Zhou You rejected it for various reasons.

Left with no other choice, he could only agree to let Zhou You leave, and then place all his hopes on the contingency plan Zhou You had left behind.

Feeling increasingly anxious, Lin Chen looked at his daughter's listless face, sighed, opened his laptop, and prepared to distract himself with work.

However, he hadn't typed more than a few words.

Suddenly, there was a rapid knocking on the door.

"Boss, something's happened. You might need to come and take a look."

Lin Chen's hand trembled, and the water glass next to him immediately fell to the ground.

Hearing this noise, the knocking became even more intense.

"Boss, boss, what happened to you?"

"I'm fine, I just accidentally spilled some water." Lin Chen stopped the bodyguard from banging on the door, then took a deep breath and exhaled.

In the blink of an eye, he transformed back into that cold and dignified face.

"Please wait a moment, I'll be right down."

When I got to the living room, it was already a complete mess.

Seeing this, Lin Chen coughed a few times and then said in a deliberately authoritative manner.

"What's the panic? What happened?"

After years of accumulated power, he finally managed to intimidate this bunch of messy fry. After a while, one of them came out to report.

"Mr. Lin."

"What's the matter? Just tell me!"

The man swallowed hard, then said in a low voice.

"We just lost contact—the bodyguards who were supposed to be guarding the manor gate suddenly disappeared. No matter how we called them, there was no response. The last thing we heard was an extremely shrill scream."

Lin Chen frowned, but still gave the order.

"Isn't there still surveillance footage? Just take it over."

Unexpectedly, the man's face grew even paler.

"There are indeed surveillance cameras, but..."

"I said, take it and take a look first."

Upon hearing this command-like instruction, the subordinates had no choice but to turn on the computer.

The image shows the view at the entrance of the manor.

The security room was empty, but several swaying figures stood at the door. Lin Chen gave a signal, and his subordinate had no choice but to zoom in.

Then, an extremely eerie face appeared before my eyes.

It's hard to describe what kind of expression it was—two eyes staring outwards, but involuntarily splitting into left and right, like a frog separated on both sides; the corners of the mouth were crooked, and the tongue was dragging out; it looked like it was laughing, or perhaps it was crying out something.

It's clear that this is a decline.

But seeing this, Lin Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

— Zhou You once told him something before he left.

Even though we are in the Dharma-ending Age, practitioners still need to adhere to certain principles if they want to take action. The most important one is that, regardless of whether you are practicing orthodox or heterodox methods, whether you are practicing domestically or internationally, the most basic thing is not to make things too big—at least don't let it turn into a terrorist attack.

Since the sorcerer was unwilling to kill these bodyguards indiscriminately, he must be adhering to this principle.

Similarly, it also means that one is a little safer.

Lin Chen let out a breath and gave the order cleanly and decisively.

"Since something happened outside, let's leave it for now. Everyone else should try to gather inside the villa."

But before he could finish speaking, another scream came from his men.

"Another person has been cursed? I told you, don't worry about it, they won't die anyway. Whatever the workplace injury, I'll take full responsibility. Now you just need to hold on and wait for the Taoist priest to return."

However, he was interrupted again.

Before Lin Chen could get angry, the person who spoke had already pointed shakily at the screen, his lips trembling, but he couldn't utter a single complete sentence.

Lin Chen looked inside and was immediately stunned.

It was right there in the viewfinder of that camera, in the old woods outside the village.

Countless blood-red eyes suddenly lit up.

Upon closer inspection, it was a flock of crows and bats, along with many more unidentified birds.

Now, all these creatures are looking towards the manor.

That feeling was like
It's like someone who wants to devour another.

(End of this chapter)