Falsifying history is good business

Chapter 238 The Shroud of Jesus
At dawn the next day, Constantine did not show up as promised. Although he was the one who took the initiative to send the owl to deliver the letter and asked for tracking clues to be left along the way, he was the one who finally stood Lin You up.

Helena didn't want to wait, but Lin You persuaded her to be more patient. But when the sun rose to the zenith, the three "saints" were awakened and left, and Constantine still didn't show up. So Lin You had no reason to continue persuading him to wait.

"Haven't you always wanted to know how I find treasure? Then open your eyes and watch." As Helena said this, she held a small piece of dark red linen in her hand and hung a small black pendant box around her neck.

"You mentioned before that blood is used to find blood. I can understand that there are blood stains of Jesus on the Spear of Longinus, but do you have a way to locate those blood stains?" Lin You looked at the tools in the other party's hand, but could not guess the method he used.

Helena smiled and said, "It's not me who has the solution, but the church. Perhaps, this can also be considered a kind of magic?" As she explained, she reached out and touched the locket on her chest, while the other hand just held the linen cloth.

A faint white light emanated from the locket; this white light was unusual in that it did not spread evenly in all directions, but instead focused most of the light on the linen cloth in a very directional manner.

Under the white light, a ball of dark red light leaked out from between Helena's fingers, like a cloud of mist, floating upwards and gathering without dispersing.

Helena stared at the dark red light for a long time without blinking. Only when the white light faded and the light disappeared did she sigh in disappointment, with a look of fatigue on her face.

"What is that?" Lin You asked, "Whether it is white light or red light, it makes me feel uncomfortable."

"The blood of a victim who died innocently is of course uncomfortable. Do you think I feel good about it? That is the blood of Jesus Christ." Helena opened her palm, revealing a piece of linen cloth less than half the size of her palm, and announced the source of the dark red mark on the cloth.

"The blood of Jesus Christ?" Lin You looked at the obviously aged linen and quickly guessed its origin. "Is this the shroud of Jesus' death?"

"Yes. To be exact, it's a part of the shroud. It's a small piece that was cut off specially for this treasure hunt, and it will be returned afterwards." Helena held the linen in her palm again, with a nervous look, as if she was afraid of losing it by accident.

"The so-called finding blood with blood is to use the blood on the shroud to locate the blood on the Holy Lance?" Lin You suddenly realized but still hesitated, "Will this method work? Or, even if this method works, how can you be sure that this shroud once wrapped the body of Jesus, and does the blood on it really belong to Jesus?"

"This was handed to me personally by a cardinal, and I don't think the Vatican is kidding about this."

Lin You then asked, “If the Shroud provides the blood of Jesus Christ, then what is the purpose of the locket?”

"I don't know, but the cardinal told me that it is a holy vessel; it can inspire divinity in the surrounding objects. The same divinity will show the same light and shadow. It is said that it is because the blood stains left on the linen showed divinity that it was identified as the blood of Jesus Christ."

It can be seen that Helena only has a vague understanding of the locket, knowing the effect but not the reason.

"So what you need to do is to carry the locket around and see if you can trigger the holy spear's divine reaction?" Lin You looked at the locket with an inquiring look, "How wide is its range of effect?"

"That depends on the user's willpower. The stronger the willpower, the better the effect. It would be even better if the person is a devout believer." Helena said as she moved to the other end of the church. "I tried it when I was in the Vatican, and it was effective within a distance of up to thirty feet."

"Thirty feet?" Lin You was amazed after looking around, "The buildings in this village are spread over a distance of more than one mile. If we count the nearby mountains that can be used for hiding... How long do you plan to stay here, three months or half a year?" "I'm not that stupid, little guy." Helena said unhappily; at the back door of the church, more than forty feet away from the front door, she once again activated the white light of the locket.

Still nothing.

"I will search the area around the church first. If I can't find it, I will ask the villagers to find out where the suspicious unknown priest liked to go and what he did the most." Helena obviously had a plan for the operation. "If you want to find treasure, you have to learn to study the psychology of the treasure hunter. The Holy Lance is so important that anyone with a normal mind would not just dig a hole and bury it."

"Well, you are the expert." Lin You agreed casually, but his eyes never left the mysterious pendant box; he did not think that he felt uncomfortable because of the blood of Jesus Christ.

Earl Goff's mentality is closer to that of a wizard than a Muggle believer. Not to mention that as a writer, he deals with God almost every day; the father can see him every day, so how can he take the son too seriously?

Although the white light emitted from the pendant box is extremely close to the holy color, light is not only found in heaven in this world.

Fallen angels were once angels! Although they have turned away from the light, it does not prevent them from having the memory of the light.

Because he was afraid to use the quill pen, Lin You lost the ability to accurately judge many things; at this time, Earl Goff, full of hesitation and speculation, began to look forward to the arrival of Hell Detective.

Although Constantine is unreliable, he knows a lot about hell, demons, heaven, and angels. He is a true professional.

Unfortunately, this professional seemed not to hear Lin You’s prayers and disappeared for a long time.

Helena spent an entire afternoon searching the church and its affiliated land, but Constantine still did not appear until it got dark again; when the sun rose the next day, the local priest accompanied Helena to visit the village, and spent another whole day collecting clues, but Constantine was still nowhere to be seen.

On the third and fourth days, Helena visited all possible treasure sites nearby based on clues provided by the villagers, but Lin You still did not see Constantine.

Not even an owl came.

It was not until the fifth day that Helena decided that this was not the place where the treasure was hidden. When she was about to set off to the next church, she asked jokingly: "Should we call the police or post a missing person notice to find Mr. Constantine?"

"There's no need for that, ma'am. Constantine's not coming only means that he has encountered something more serious than the devil, or more important than the Holy Lance." Lin You said casually; but no one noticed the hint of confusion hidden in his eyes.

Why has it suddenly calmed down these days?

(End of this chapter)