CRACK——
The church door was pushed open with a slight sound.
Hearing this voice, Tian Miaomiao, who was praying with a scripture in front of the bench, stopped and her mental power spread out in an instant, and she saw several people walking in from the church door.
"Please come in!" she said towards the church door.
The somewhat indifferent voice echoed in the church, and when it reached the ears of the people at the door, it carried a hint of coldness and terror.
"What's that sound?"
When the young girl dressed as a student heard the voice, her body became uncontrollably tense.
"There are people in the church. Let's go in to take shelter from the rain." The weathered man walked in front and said lightly, then continued walking into the church.
Several others followed.
"Okay." The female student who was just startled by the voice also hesitated and walked in slowly at the end.
The church is very large, with two rows of arched windows on both sides. Raindrops are constantly hitting them, making a "tapping" sound, and facing the door inside the church is a cross statue.
After they took a few steps, they saw a candle light burning in the church.
A dark figure appeared beside him.
Perhaps because the scene resembled the beginning of a horror movie, the student girl's already tense mind suddenly panicked. She screamed "Ah" and pointed at the figure, shouting:
"There's a ghost, there's a ghost!!"
In the church.
Tian Miaomiao was holding an oil lamp and lighting the white candles on the iron rack next to the church cross one by one.
Suddenly, a sharp female voice was heard. The hand that was lighting the white candle trembled in fear, and then it took the second time to light the candle again.
"Stop shouting! I'm a human, not a ghost."
Holding the oil lamp, she turned to explain to the few people.
Under the illumination of two rows of candlelight, the scene in the church faded from darkness, allowing both sides to see each other clearly.
Tian Miaomiao was wearing a black nun's robe, with long hair and a cross on her chest. Her bright eyes reflected the dancing candlelight under the light.
You can tell at first glance that he is a living person.
The young girl dressed as a student saw her face clearly in the warm yellow light. The panicked screams in her mouth finally stopped and her expression returned to normal.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I thought..." She began to explain hesitantly.
Tian Miaomiao looked at the people who were soaked and in a mess, and took the initiative to speak: "I am Sister Mary from this church. You guys are all outsiders, right?"
The weathered man looked her over inconspicuously, then took the initiative to speak: "Yes, we are an adventure team. We came to the town and happened to encounter heavy rain, so we wanted to take shelter in this church."
Tian Miaomiao pretended to know nothing and lowered her eyes slightly. With a solemn and compassionate expression on her face, she said, "My Lord, please have mercy on me. Since you are just here to take shelter from the rain, it is naturally fine. I will go get some towels to wipe you off."
"Thank you!" said the weathered man.
Tian Miaomiao nodded slightly, then turned around with the oil lamp in her hand and left the first floor of the church.
Of course, her mental power was actually spreading throughout the church, listening to the conversation between these people.
After she walked up the stairs, the weathered man saw that there were only a few people in the church. He looked them over and said, "My name is Jiang Shan. I'm a reincarnator who has gone through several trials. Now, let me explain the situation to you newcomers."
"We are now in a trial space. You all heard the Lord God's mission reminder sound when you woke up. Follow it. If you complete the mission, you will live. If you fail, you will die!"
The last word "death" is so cold that it makes people's hearts tremble!
When the other four heard this, their expressions varied.
After hearing this long string of words, the man with glasses probably understood the situation and asked carefully, "Brother Jiang, my name is Zhao Liang, you can just call me Xiao Zhao."
"Look, I remember I was clearly at home, but I don't know why I suddenly appeared here? Do you know... why I'm here?"
The weathered man took out a cigarette from his clothes, lit it with a lighter with a "click", took a puff and blew out a puff of smoke rings, then explained to the few people in a calm tone.
"The trialists chosen by the Lord God are all on the verge of death. If you think about it carefully, you will probably remember it."
After hearing this, the man with glasses frowned and recalled something. He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have received a call from his boss at that time, saying that there were still some problems with the previous plan and asked him to make some changes.
It was a little after four in the morning, and he was so dizzy from revising the plan that he suddenly lost consciousness.
"Could it be that I died from overwork from working overtime?" the man with glasses asked uncertainly.
The burly man touched his short hair and suddenly said, "I remember now. I was eating barbecue with a few brothers at a barbecue stall. We drank too much and woke up on that street."
The beautiful woman who had been silent all this time frowned and said nothing, but she probably remembered something.
The young girl dressed like a student lowered her head, her small hands tugging at the corner of her clothes as she said, "I was hit by a car, and when I woke up I was here."
Jiang Shan, a weathered man, glanced at the others, not paying much attention to what was said. He just said, "Let's get to know each other first. We'll be a team for the next few days, but whether you can survive and complete the mission depends on your luck."
"What do you mean?" the burly man asked bluntly.
Jiang Shan took a puff of his cigarette and said, "The main quest issued by the Lord God is to survive in this small town for seven days. If there is no danger afterwards, can it still be called a quest?"
"Brother Jiang, are you saying that we will be in danger next?" The bespectacled man Zhao Liang had come out of the memory of his death from overwork and was actively trying to find out the situation.
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