Chapter 535 Sacrifice

Su Nanzhi turned around and pointed to the Eight Immortals Terrace in front of the spot where the corpse was painted and asked, "Has this table been moved?"

"No."

Upon hearing this, Su Nanzhi looked at the other police officers around. Feng Rui understood what she meant and waved his hand to ask them to go outside.

"It's a sacrifice." Su Nanzhi said.

"Sacrifice?" These two words immediately touched upon Team Feng's blind spot in knowledge.

He understood the literal meaning of the two words, but he looked at the clean desk and expressed his confusion.

Su Nanzhi pointed at the Eight Immortals Terrace and said, "This place once released dog blood. There are signs of red ink, which is one of the runes of sacrifice."

Feng Rui looked at the clean table and couldn't understand where Su Nanzhi got the sacrificial rune from.

Su Nanzhi paused for a moment, then said to Feng Rui, "Your Yin-Yang Eyes' effect hasn't worn off yet. Come over here and take a good look at it. Stare intently, and you'll understand what I'm talking about."

Feng Rui and Qin Luoshu stepped forward at the same time, and even Jiang Beiyu took two steps forward to join in the fun.

Before their eyes, a very faint layer of blood-red rune seal gradually emerged on the black wooden Eight Immortals Platform, the complexity of which was puzzling.

They saw the blood-red runes, a basin of dog blood, and the scene of three incense sticks reappear.

But the reappearance of that scene was also very brief. Feng Rui and Qin Luoshu only watched it for about ten seconds before it disappeared.

Only Jiang Beiyu, more than ten seconds later, the scene still appeared in his eyes.

"You mean to say that Li Chaogan set up a sacrificial array in his home?"

Su Nanzhi nodded, and then added: "But I don't know whether the deceased knew that this was a sacrificial formation."

"What's the meaning?"

"There's more than one sacrificial formation. Some, like the traditional pig and sheep sacrifices, and river god sacrifices, don't necessarily involve the willing offering of the sacrificed creatures. But some require the willing offering of the sacrificer himself."

"This formation is so simple that even an ordinary person can set it up," Su Nanzhi said while looking at the table, "and do you know what the sacrifice is?"

"What is it?"

Su Nanzhi: "Soul."

"Soul?" Feng Rui frowned. "You said before that the souls of these two people can no longer be found. Is this what you mean?"

Su Nanzhi nodded, then lowered her eyes to look at the furnishings in the room. "Someone must have told them something, something like they could summon some kind of ghost or god, or something that would allow them to gain something."

Feng Rui: "You mean someone deliberately ordered this?"

"I don't know," Su Nanzhi replied, "but this is a formation for sacrificing souls. To whom exactly are the souls being sacrificed? Isn't that a problem?"

"Also," Su Nanzhi added hesitantly, "If I remember correctly, this formation requires the sacrifice of seven people. If you've found two people so far, are you sure there are only two people to be sacrificed?"

Feng Rui: "Seven people?"

In other words, this serial murder case is still happening, perhaps today or tomorrow.

What is certain at present is that the deceased all set up this formation with clear self-awareness, but whether they were willing to sacrifice themselves or were deceived is still unknown.

"Seal off the team," someone said, crossing the cordon. "According to Li Chaogan's wife, he started living alone in this villa about two months ago."

(End of this chapter)