Chapter 148 Cute Internet Celebrity 26
The two lower floors of the temple are very dark, and you can't see your hand in front of you. Without a lantern, you can't even see the road under your feet.
"Let's walk quietly. I want to go to the third floor."
Han Cheng asked, "What's on the third floor?"
"I don't know. I haven't been there either. There are still a few rooms on the second floor that I haven't been to. I'll search them all soon."
Because the total game time is 4-5 hours, excluding other aspects, there is not much time left for them to search for evidence.
Qian Zhou felt the warmth in Han Cheng's palm and curled the corners of his mouth.
This reminds me of a theory called the suspension bridge effect, which states that when the brain is stimulated, it will mistake the accelerated heartbeat effect for a heartbeat.
When she wants to pursue someone, she asks him to play in a horror room. She is very cunning.
Qian Zhou thought, then he was also a scheming pursuer.
As she spoke, she grasped Han Cheng's fingers and moved closer to him, "Hehe."
The stairs were surrounded by sunken wood, and there was only so much space. Qian Zhou leaned against Han Cheng, and Han Cheng's shoulders touched the wall.
"What are you laughing at? Aren't you afraid now?" Han Cheng asked him with a sidelong glance.
Qian Zhou pulled him upstairs, observing the stairs for any clues. "I wasn't that scared to begin with. I'm very brave. I was caught off guard and got scared when someone suddenly appeared in front of me."
"Who wouldn't be scared if they encountered this situation?" Qian Zhou saw that Han Cheng remained calm and asked him:
"Han Cheng, aren't you afraid?"
Han Cheng was half a step behind Qian Zhou, at a distance where anything that suddenly appeared in front or behind could protect Qian Zhou.
He spun the lantern around with his fingers and said calmly, "They are all man-made, so there is nothing to be afraid of."
There was faint candlelight on the third floor, and a window facing the moon, which was smaller than the one below.
At first glance, there were bookshelves everywhere, with a few books in eye-catching colors wrapped in worn red paper.
Qianzhou took down all the books and said, "You seem to be able to adapt to the dark environment..."
After saying this, Qian Zhou thought of the six months that Han Cheng was blind, and whispered, "I'm sorry."
Han Cheng was originally flipping through a book, but when he heard this, he paused, "What are you sorry for?"
Qianzhou pursed his lips and said nothing.
But Han Cheng was such a smart person that he almost instantly guessed that someone had said something they shouldn't have.
He was silent for a few seconds and asked, "Who told you?"
Qianzhou made a zipper motion with his mouth and then showed an aggrieved expression.
He thought Han Cheng would let it go when he saw him showing weakness, but he didn't expect his wrist to be tightened and he was pulled into a blind spot of the surveillance camera.
Avoided the camera.
The space between the bookshelves was only wide enough for one person to walk through. Qian Zhou was pressed against the bookshelf by Han Cheng, who whispered, "What are you doing!"
Han Cheng held his wrists, frowned, and said, "Zheng Yufeng told you, right?"
Qian Zhou shook his head and whispered, "Don't ask..."
"Is this matter troubling you?" Han Cheng's face was not very good. He grabbed Qian Zhou's wrist and gently pressed it against the bookshelf.
He took a deep breath and said, "There's nothing I can't tell you about the past—"
"You just don't want anyone to tell it! You don't want anyone to tell me either." Qian Zhou's voice was a little louder. He pulled his hand back and turned to leave.
Han Cheng is always like this, suddenly becoming very fierce and pressing his hand.
He asked some questions that Qianzhou didn't want to answer very directly, and he had to get the answers he wanted.
He is not as emotionally stable as he appears.
She was very distant and acted like she liked him and cared about him, but her attack value didn't change at all.
It's been such a long time, and the value hasn't increased at all.
Qian Zhou saw Han Cheng also come out and pulled him to his side. "...Let's talk about it when we get back. See if you have any clues."
"Um."
He seemed to have become the Han Cheng on the podium again.
Qianzhou watched him flipping through the pages quickly, and he also picked up a sheepskin-wrapped book and flipped through it absentmindedly.
Anyway, the live broadcast fee has been received, so he will run away if Han Cheng gets more aggressive.
Qianzhou turned to the second half of the book. In order to make the clues more eye-catching, red emphasis symbols were drawn on the paper.
Qianzhou looked at the words above and read them out.
"...Monk?"
He continued to look back. There was a small piece of words squeezed into the upper right corner. The ink was very light, as if to avoid attracting attention.
Qianzhou shone a lantern, and saw the words written on it:
The evil monk is very good at deceiving people and loves to lie. He has been hiding in the temple for hundreds of years and sets up an extremely sinister magic circle every ten years.
The purpose of this magic circle is unknown, and the air is filled with a bloody smell. It requires the sacrifice of a commoner born in Bingchen... or a high-ranking official.
And there must be a full moon that night.
"What a demanding request. Han Cheng, do you have any clues about this kind of magic circle? What is it used for?" Qian Zhou showed Han Cheng the contents of the book.
Han Cheng said, "There is no record of the magic circle."
Suddenly, there was a scream downstairs, the sound of chasing and running, and Qiao Nan's heart-wrenching cry.
“Oh my god, ahh ...
Qian Zhou stopped moving, knowing how scary it would be if this female ghost suddenly appeared.
"...Forget it, let's go down later."
Qian Zhou was rummaging through other drawers and cabinets, and he and Han Cheng were silent, neither of them spoke first.
There has been no sound downstairs, and I don’t know how Qiao Nan is doing now.
Qianzhou remembered his hidden mission and walked to the stairs with a lantern.
"I'll go down and take a look. I'll come back to you later."
He went downstairs directly, and the view became dark again. He relied on the light from the lantern to find where the monk slept.
There are no single rooms, just large bunk beds connected together.
There were labels underneath the bed, and each piece of bedding occupied a different size.
Qianzhou walked to the corner and was squeezed so hard that there was only a palm-width space left.
His name is posted below.
“…”
This junior brother of his is such a pathetic person, there is only so little space left for him to sleep.
Qian Zhou lifted the quilt and searched under the pillow, but there was no such thing as the "Divine Seal".
Would something like this, which sounds so cool, just appear in your bed?
Obviously not.
Qianzhou turned the place upside down and when he reached into the drawer, he touched something protruding.
He grasped the edge with his fingers and buckled it down.
It is an octagonal dark wooden block with a golden lotus pattern carved on it, which is the divine seal.
The golden lotus pattern...I've never seen it before, and there are no related elements on the statue.
But why did the divine seal have this pattern? Qian Zhou found it very strange.
Qianzhou moved slowly along the wall without making any sound, and kicked something with his foot.
It was a golden statue, as big as a human head. Qianzhou remembered that it should be placed behind the mechanism door, so how could it be here?
"Don't move!"
"Ah?" Qian Zhou turned around.
Qiao Nan quickly stopped him and covered Qian Zhou's mouth, "Shh! Keep your voice down, she's not far away..."
Qiao Nan was panting, clearly still not recovered, and said with lingering fear: "I was scared to death..."
He picked up the golden fairy on the ground quietly and said, "Let's go, let's get out of here first."
"That's not right. Where is my husband?" Qiao Nan asked.
Qian Zhou was stunned for a moment, "Husband? Whose husband?"
Qiao Nan said as a matter of course: "Your husband, why don't you take him with you."
Qian Zhou realized that he was talking about Han Cheng and muttered, "He is not my husband..."
Qiao Nan nudged him lightly with her elbow and raised her eyebrows suggestively, "Isn't it only a matter of time? We're already holding hands, how many steps away are we from having sex?"
Qian Zhou made a pause gesture and said, "If you talk like that, the live broadcast room will be blocked."
Qiao Nan rolled her eyes, pouted, and said exaggeratedly, "Do you really think Hua Ye really wants to do a live broadcast? He's just having fun! He wants to pick you up!"
Qian Zhou didn't say anything, because he had already rejected Hua Ye, so he would not give any response.
"By the way, why are you holding this?" Qian Zhou narrowed his eyes and suddenly realized.
"Oh~ Is this your hidden mission?"
Qiao Nan's expression darkened, "...Don't tell anyone."
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