Li Qiyang stumbled as he was pushed, his face turning green beneath the mask: "Master! Master! Perhaps we should reconsider—"
Li Yuheng ignored him and pushed open the church door.
"boom!"
The heavy wooden door slammed against the wall with a deafening sound.
The interior of the church was dark and gloomy, with rows of pews neatly arranged, and at the far end was a tall object covered by a red cloth.
A putrid smell permeated the air, mixed with a faint stench of blood.
Li Qiyang's legs went weak, and he almost knelt on the ground: "B-Master...that painting is behind the red cloth..."
Li Yuheng strolled inside leisurely: "What's there to be afraid of? It's just a painting. It's not going to jump out and bite you, is it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the red cloth suddenly moved without any wind and slowly slid down.
A huge oil painting was revealed.
The painting depicts a man in a black robe standing with his back to the viewer amidst a sea of blood, with countless twisted human bodies beneath his feet.
Li Qiyang gasped, "It's...it's him! I just pointed at this painting and said he was a demon, and then—"
"Then the painting started bleeding, the candles turned green, and all the townspeople ran away?"
Li Yuheng chimed in, his eyes fixed on the figure in the painting, "Hmm... the composition is good, and the use of color is also very appropriate, but the subject matter is a bit dark, so it's not really suitable for hanging in the living room."
Li Qiyang: "...?"
Is now the time to evaluate works of art?!
Li Yuheng squinted and slowly walked towards the eerie oil painting.
As he drew closer, he keenly noticed that the canvas was covered with a layer of extremely fine powder, which shimmered faintly in the dim light.
"Small system, scan this painting," he commanded in his mind.
0090 quickly initiated the analysis program: [Your Highness, hallucinogenic substances have been detected on the canvas. Contact with these substances will cause intense hallucinations. The 'blood' and 'green candles' are likely hallucinations.]
Li Yuheng's lips curled into a playful smile: "Just as I thought."
He turned to look at the trembling Li Qiyang: "Did you touch this painting back then?"
Li Qiyang was taken aback, then recalled, "It seems... I touched it... I wanted to lift the red cloth..."
“That’s right.” Li Yuheng snapped his fingers. “You’ve been drugged, so everything you’re seeing is a hallucination. As for the townspeople… they’re probably having a mass hysteria.”
Li Qiyang was completely bewildered: "But Master, there really is blood on my white coat! Didn't you see it when you were holding your...wife just now?"
Li Yuheng stared at him subtly for two seconds: "...Since you entered the dungeon, haven't you looked down at the clothes you're wearing?"
As expected of a "noob attacker," tsk.
In the end, winning was all thanks to reloading saves, right?
Li Yuheng frowned and took half a step back, his face full of disgust.
Don't let him catch this kind of silliness.
Otherwise, you won't be able to find a wife.
“I…” Li Qiyang stammered as he recalled, “I was teleported to the church, and the moment I opened my eyes I was tied up, I didn’t even have a chance to see anything…”
Li Yuheng sighed dramatically, then pointed to Li Qiyang's trouser leg with a look of disgust: "Look down now."
Li Qiyang looked down and his face turned deathly pale.
His trouser leg was stained with a large patch of dark red blood, which had dried and turned black, as if it had soaked through the fabric a long time ago.
"This...this is impossible!" He patted his pants in horror. "I definitely changed my clothes! Where did this blood come from?!"
Li Yuheng leaned back on the bench with his arms crossed, and said lazily, "Are you sure you 'changed' your clothes?"
Li Qiyang froze. He suddenly ripped open his coat, revealing the blood-stained white lab coat underneath.
“I clearly…” his voice trembled, “I clearly remember changing my clothes…”
“Hallucination.” Li Yuheng snapped his fingers. “You’ve never been truly awake since you touched that painting.”
Li Qiyang's pupils contracted sharply, and cold sweat slid down his forehead: "Then now I..."
“You’re still part of an illusion,” Li Yuheng added with a smile. “Even the me you see might be fake.”
Li Qiyang's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, crying out, "Then what am I going to do?!"
Li Yuheng shrugged, looking indifferent: "Whatever."
He secretly gloated, thinking to himself: "Hehe, I'll scare you to death!"
Who told you to peek at my wife with those shifty eyes!
0090: […Your Highness, do you think you're being childish?]
Li Yuheng snorted in his mind: "This is called 'reasonable intimidation of potential rivals,' a required course for every excellent male protagonist."
Just then, the church doors suddenly slammed shut.
Startled, Li Qiyang scrambled to hide behind Li Yuheng, shouting, "Master! The door closed by itself!"
Li Yuheng didn't even lift his eyelids: "Oh, it's probably the wind."
What do we do?
Li Yuheng looked at Li Qiyang with an expression as if he were an idiot: "The door is closed, just open it again, right?"
After saying that, he turned and strode toward the church door, grasped the doorknob and turned it gently.
"Click".
The door remained completely still.
Li Yuheng raised an eyebrow and increased the pressure on his hand.
"Click-click-click—"
The doorknob creaked under the strain, but remained unmoved.
Li Qiyang said weakly from behind, "Master...this door seems to be locked..."
Li Yuheng withdrew his hand and calmly straightened his collar: "Hmm, it seems to be broken."
Li Qiyang: "..."
Li Yuheng looked around and his gaze fell on the glass on the side of the church: "Let's go through the window."
Then, Li Qiyang stood in the church, dumbfounded as he watched Li Yuheng easily flip out of the window, land gracefully, and casually brush off non-existent dust from his clothes.
"Master!" Li Qiyang cried anxiously from the windowsill, "Where am I?"
He was originally a short-legged, slow-moving otaku. On his first flight to attend his ex-girlfriend's wedding, he was involved in a plane crash and was inexplicably drawn into this so-called rebirth game.
Looking at the windowsill, which was more than two meters high, Li Qiyang was at his wit's end.
Li Yuheng glanced back at him, a wicked smile playing on his lips: "You? Of course, you'll continue the investigation."
After saying that, he turned and left, his back view as dashing as a heartless scumbag.
Li Qiyang: "...???"
"Master! Don't go!"
Li Yuheng waved without turning his head: "Go for it, I believe in you!"
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