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After looking at the Thang-ga, Yu Jingyan opened his mouth: "How did your father get sick?"

Man: "I'm not too sure, back then he went to Lhasa to help people draw some mural, when he came back he was like a different person, at first it wasn't too obvious, only the Thang-ga he drew looked scary, but slowly, he locked himself in his house and didn't go out anymore, occasionally he let out a few terrifying cries, and even said some strange things, we just realized that he was sick, took him to the hospital for some tests, but the doctors couldn't find anything wrong with them, they just prescribed some medicine for him, but it wasn't working, so the neighbors were afraid of him, and a lot of them moved away, the people in the county said something about him so we had to restrict him from going out."

After Yu Jingyan heard this, he frowned.

From the moment he arrived in front of Gong Jue's door, he had been using his spiritual perception to the extreme, yet he did not discover anything wrong with Gong Jue's house.

"Maybe Gong Jue's disease has nothing to do with evil." Yu Jingyan thought.

After that, Yu Jingyan expressed his desire to see Gong Jue. The man said with some difficulty: "It's not that I don't want you guys to see him, I'm just afraid that you guys will be scared by him."

"It's alright, we all have quite the nerve. Since we've come this time, we have to visit your father no matter what." Yu Jingyan said.

"Alright then."

The man led the three to the furthest room on the second floor and lightly knocked on the door.

"Dad, someone is looking for you." the man said.

"I'm working on it. Let them wait a bit." The voice of an old man came from the room. It sounded perfectly normal.

After waiting for over ten minutes, the door opened …

Yu Jingyan and the rest were shocked by the scene in the room, the walls of the room were densely packed with frescoes, and they were all exaggerated, sinister, and vicious to the point of angering the gods.

Gong Jue was very skinny. From the outside, he looked to be in a good mental state, but his eyes seemed to be wandering, indicating that he was different from a normal person.

"Mr. Gong Jue?" Yu Jingyan opened his mouth.

"You were looking for me? Are you here to see my work? "Quick, come in!" Gong Jue suddenly became excited and pulled Yu Jingyan and Chen Xi's hands, pulling them into the house.

The man and Silang also followed him into the house. Facing the house full of the deformed Evil Lord God's frescoes, Yu Jingyan felt very pressured.

On each wall, on the floor, there were countless gods. Their hair, eyes, mouths, limbs, bodies, and so on, all merged together …

"What do you think? This is the black sky with six arms that I just finished creating. What do you think?" Gong Jue excitedly pointed to the wall in front of him and asked.

As the murals overlapped severely, Yu Jingyan couldn't even see the image of the six-armed Great Black Heaven on the wall. He could only see pairs and pairs of round eyes, bared teeth, and fierce mouths, as the God of Rage appeared one after another.

If one looked carefully, Yu Jingyan would realize that these frescoes were exactly the same as the Thang-ga s he had just seen, they did not conform to the standards of the scriptures. After being processed by the old painter Gong Jue, the incomparably mighty Buddhist Protector God had become terrifying and vicious.

Silang, Chen Xi, and the others looked unwell, but Yu Jingyan managed to maintain his appreciative expression and said: "Mr. Gong Jue, your drawing is very special, but it is different from the Thang-ga that I have seen before."

Gong Jue, "Oh? Do you know Thang-ga? "What's your name?"

Yu Jingyan cupped his fists as he said, "I am Yu Jingyan and am in the antiques business, all these years I have studied the works of the various great Thang-ga Painting Sects such as the Mighty Tang Sect, Gengze Faction, Jiu Chi Faction and so on. Although I have never heard of it, all the great Thang-ga Painting Sect's works have different styles, but all of their works strictly follow the standard of Buddha's scripture, however, Mister's works seem to have intentionally deviated from the standard of the scriptures. Look at this Six Armed Darkhell, his mouth is bigger than the scriptures, his eyes are even fiercer than normal."

"Ah …" Without waiting for Yu Jingyan to finish voicing his opinion, the originally quiet Gong Jue suddenly let out a loud shout.

Seeing this, the man hurriedly said, "Dad, you guys be careful. Although he hasn't hurt anyone before, I can't guarantee that he won't do anything to you guys …"

Gong Jue's eyes widened as he stared at the wall in front of him. He then extended his hand to wipe the murals on the wall.

The previous frescoes in the sky were not affected at all. Only the face that was as dark as six arms, became even more terrifying after Gong Jue wiped it vigorously with his hand …

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong, I should go to hell, I profane the gods, I am not worthy of drawing Thang-ga, I have never seen a god, but using a book to measure and transform a god into a concrete image, I am wrong, I have gone to hell, I have misled the world, I should not materialize a god, I have violated the gods, I have caused the world to mistake a god as an image reflected in the scriptures, I am wrong, I deserve to die, I have gone to hell, I have defiled a god …" Gong Jue suddenly shouted out loudly. He repeated similar words in Tibetan, saying that he deserved to die and that he, the god of evil, should go to hell.

Although he spoke very quickly and randomly, Yu Jingyan still roughly understood what he meant.

"He felt that he had never seen a deity before, but he had depicted a deity according to the standard of the scriptures. This kind of action desecrated a deity, letting the world see the deity that he materialized …" Yu Jingyan thought.

"I'm sorry, Dad is sick, do you guys want to go out first?" the man asked.

Yu Jingyan: "Mr. Gong Jue, what you said was not wrong."

"I was wrong, I desecrated the gods …" Gong Jue was still talking to himself, as if he couldn't hear what Yu Jingyan said.

"When dad has an illness, he won't listen to what others are saying." the man said.

Yu Jingyan nodded and fell into silence.

Ten minutes later, Gong Jue was still stubbornly wiping the murals on the walls that he could not erase. Even when his hands were already worn out, he still did not stop.

Only after the man hugged Gong Jue and carried him away from the wall did he finally stop wiping his body, but he was still criticizing himself on the surface.

"Let's go out. If we stay here, Mr. Gong Jue might get more excited." Yu Jingyan said.

The three of them walked out of the room and waited at the door for a while. Gong Jue's voice became softer and softer, and then stopped.

As you can see, dad seems to be feeling a strong sense of guilt because he drew a large number of Thang-ga according to the scriptures. He thought that his actions were blasphemous, and only after that did he begin to paint those Thang-ga and frescoes that did not conform to the standards of the scriptures, but after he finished painting, he would often fall sick, and the moment he fell sick he would want to destroy his own work. Sigh, it's been more than 10 years. the man said.

After seeing Gong Jue's work and the state of his illness, Yu Jingyan had a rough estimate of Gong Jue's situation, thinking: The matter of Guanxin Youth Hostel had nothing to do with Gong Jue, maybe he was affected by the evil array when he was drawing the fresco in the Qing Yun Sect, which was why he painted the fresco like that, and left the root of his illness there.

Thinking up to this point, Yu Jingyan knew that there was no use in continuing to stay. The answer bell still needed to be attached to the bell person, he had to find an evil demon that had tampered with Guanxin Youth Hostel in order to be able to cure Gong Jue's mental illness.

"We already know about Mr. Gong Jue's situation, I know a few doctors and friends, I will contact them later to see how they treat Mr. Gong Jue's illness. As the son of the old man, you must work hard, pay more attention to him." Before he left, Yu Jingyan said to Gong Jue's son.

"Thank you, I will take good care of dad." the man said.

After leaving the Daziz, Yu Jingyan and his group returned to the Guanxin Youth Hostel. At the moment, Shen Nuo was sitting in the courtyard, staring blankly at the night sky.

"Shen Nuo?" Yu Jingyan walked over to Shen Nuo's side, but Shen Nuo turned a blind eye to him.

"Shen Nuo?" Yu Jingyan shouted again. Only then did Shen Nuo lower his head, and after glancing at Yu Jingyan, he revealed a faint smile.

"Is the painting teacher still alive?" Shen Nuo asked.

Yu Jingyan: "Yes, he's doing very well."

"Oh, I'd like to put a mural on the outer wall of the courtyard and ask for his help when I have time." Shen Nuo said.

Yu Jingyan was not sure if Shen Nuo knew about Master Gong Jue's current situation.

It was already late in the night, and the rooms on the Guanxin Youth Hostel Building had not been lit up yet. After Loong had left, many of the guests had opted to check out, leaving behind only a few brave guests who had chosen to stay behind. They did not stay behind to find the truth behind Loong's death, but had instead stayed behind to use the new deaths in the Guanxin Youth Hostel to raise their visibility.

After looking at the light upstairs, Yu Jingyan could not help but say: "You really dare to use your life to joke around."

Shen Nuo: "You seem to hope that there's not a single customer here?"

Yu Jingyan nodded and said with a deeper meaning: "I don't want anyone else to die miserably."

Shen Nuo: "Don't you feel that Loong is more like committing suicide?"

Yu Jingyan: "Weren't you suspecting that Ma Jin had committed a crime before?"

Shen Nuo said. "I had previously overlooked a lot of details, but now I have thought it through, although Ma Jin and him there is a conflict, but the possibility of him committing the crime is not high, he does not have enough time to arrange everything, to clean up the scene. If it really was him who did it, the police should have already grasped the incriminating proof of his crime, but they did not."

Yu Jingyan took out a cigarette, and lit it up, then said: "Didn't you say you knew people, then let me ask you, what kind of person is Ma Jin, and what kind of person is Loong?"

Shen Nuo frowned slightly and thought for a bit before saying: "First off, let's talk about Ma Jin, his appearance is very ordinary, but his movements should be good, when going up and down the stairs he is very nimble, should also be a practitioner, and after he came here, he only came back after midnight every night, and when he came back he was completely drunk, and was injured twice, he came here alone to travel, and instead of looking like a tourist, it seems more like he is escaping from reality. He definitely has a very sad experience, as for now, I do not know whether it is because of love or friendship, family, but he is very decisive, so kind of person. If you are his friend, then you will be very lucky.

Yu Jingyan did not continue, and thought about Shen Nuo's evaluation. Indeed, Ma Jin said that Ma Jin only came to the Snow-covered Plateau after breaking up with his girlfriend, and her skills were indeed very good. When she was drinking with Ma Jin, Yu Jingyan also felt Ma Jin's honesty.

"This guy's evaluation of Ma Jin should be quite accurate." Yu Jingyan thought.