The figure raised his hand, and the black four-leaf clover stopped without warning in mid-air between the two palms.
Time stands still at this moment.
The huge pendulum on the top of the bell tower stopped halfway, the flying black bird raised its wings but was unable to swing them down, and the fallen leaves blown by the wind stopped at this moment.
Black light radiated from the four-leaf clover.
The ceiling of the roof and the floor underfoot began to distort, the space began to turn upside down, everything seemed to return to normal, and the progress bar was pulled back to the original starting point.
Lu Zhi only felt that his soul was shocked, his internal organs seemed to be up and down, and his eyes were blurred.
The wrist that was blocking her eyes was restrained by a big warm hand. The unquestionable pulling feeling made her stagger, and she fell into the arms of the person in front of her with an expression on her face.
A pair of strong arms were wrapped around my waist.
Lu Zhi held the blade against the man's back and was about to stab him down when he smelled a familiar cold fragrance.
The hot air stung Lu Zhi's earlobes and he tilted his head uncomfortably. At the same time, a voice sounded.
...
...
He said, Zhizhi, I miss you very much.
…
"You mean, it was fifteen years ago?!"
Sitting in the attic, there was no longer a thick layer of dust underfoot, and the clean floor reflected the shadows of the three people present.
When Lu Zhi heard Yuan Shuo's words, he smacked his lips in surprise.
Who would have thought that the Black Clover was the key to their building's past?
Thinking of Hao Shuai and Chen Ting, Lu Zhi couldn't help but worry about them: "I hope they can find out..."
Dissatisfied with her focusing her attention on unimportant people, Yuan Shuo coughed lightly and successfully received her gaze.
Ignoring Amiya's crazy and twitching eyes, Yuan Shuo ignored her as usual and quietly moved to Lu Zhi's side.
Yuan Shuo: "At this time, we haven't figured out whether the nuns are still the same... Weird. We have to get the key from the old nun's neck to leave here."
He paused for a few seconds before trying to come up with a word to describe the nuns.
The only way to escape from the nun's orphanage is to open the orphanage's big iron gate and go through the forest.
Ever since time went back, a small box has inexplicably appeared in the upper right corner of Lu Zhi's vision, and inside the box is a map outlined by simple lines.
The gate is marked in red, with a blue arrow leading through the forest, eventually disappearing into the Screaming Train hovering over the edge of a cliff.
Unlike Lu Zhi and his group of players, the other half of Yuan Shuo's team of players were teleported to a point of time dislocation.
They became the fog and the wind, and could only try every possible means to make Lu Zhi and the others discover the problem and come to them with the answer, thus successfully twisting the still time.
When he first discovered that Lu Zhi was not in the same time period, Yuan Shuo almost couldn't help but collapse the entire copy, even though that would cause him serious damage.
Fortunately, Lu Zhi noticed the clues he left behind.
Emilia is completely invisible.
This made Lu Zhi look at her suspiciously.
As she looked away, Emilia breathed a sigh of relief but then took another breath under the man's sharp eyes and almost choked to death.
It's not easy for her. If she wasn't afraid that the new god would suddenly die in the copy, she would be too lazy to move.
After all, being bound by game copies is not a pleasant feeling.
Lu Zhi: "Where would the old nun be now?"
Emilia knows this problem.
In Yuan Shuo's narrowed gloomy eyes, Amy Arthur shrank her neck and raised her chin confidently: "She is in the confessional."
Where is the confessional - behind the black door in the bell tower.
Unexpectedly, the key was so close to him, and regret and annoyance flashed across Lu Zhi's eyes.
As if he could see what she was thinking, Yuan Shuo moved his fingers slightly and hooked her little finger slightly: "It's useless. If you want to get the key, you have to break the nun's faith."
Otherwise, even if you get the key, the key without the blessing of faith still cannot open the big iron gate of the orphanage.
The nun’s faith...
Thinking of the "my Lord" they always mentioned, Lu Zhi wondered if it was Jesus Christ.
But after thinking about it, infinite flow games are likely to be tampered with, and the "Lord" mentioned by the nun may not be Jesus.
Without further ado, the three of them rested for a while and decided to set off.
The sooner you leave, the better.
Lu Zhi jumped down from the attic quietly, walked through the corridor and came to the corridor of his original room.
There is no suffocating smell of mold, nor dim light that turns gray. Everything here is new.
The floor, which had been wiped clean with a rag, reflected light the moment it sneaked in, and photo frames were nailed to the newly painted wall panels.
At this time, the floor-to-ceiling windows in the room had not yet been sealed with long wooden bars, and the light from outside the building filtered in, dispelling the coldness floating on the upper layer of the floor.
On the neat and sturdy wooden bench lay the children in various sleeping positions, each with their lips pouted, their fat cheeks glowing softly in the sunlight.
They were taking a quiet lunch break.
There were no old nuns ready to kill people, and no cold, clumping bedding. Fifteen years ago, the orphanage was full of the human touch of living people.
Walking down the stairs, in the lobby on the first floor, the three saw a strange nun busy cooking in the kitchen.
Taking advantage of the blind spot, the three of them slipped out quickly.
All the way to the bell tower.
The wick of the oil lamp in the bell tower was burning, and the black smoke was blackening a small piece of the wooden wall.
Lu Zhi reached out and touched the wooden wall, and suddenly felt something strange.
She and Emilia exchanged a glance: "The clock tower didn't change with it?!"
The two of them lowered their voices deliberately, and Yuan Shuo, who was following beside them, heard it all and couldn't help but frown when he heard it.
If the bell tower did not change, would the old nun inside change?
Came to the two rooms.
The air in the corridor was filled with the smell of blood.
The three of them stood quietly in front of the black door for a while, and there seemed to be no sound from inside.
Lu Zhi looked at the shadow under the white door, which was different from the light gray shadow under the black door. The shadow under the black door was pitch black, as if someone was standing quietly in front of the door with his ear pressed against the door panel, waiting for them to fall into the trap.
Lu Zhi took out a butterfly knife, Emilia took out a long knife, and Yuan Shuo took out a rusty stick.
Looking at the familiar stick, Lu Zhi's mouth twitched slightly.
Emilia was an impatient person, and she swung her long knife straight through the wooden door.
White knife goes in and red knife comes out.
The black blood hanging on the blade emitted a strong stench, which made the three people's eyes slightly red.
"The unruly rats actually sneaked in here!" The old monk behind the door said in a hoarse voice, "My Lord! Your most loyal believers will punish them for you!"
"Bang!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the fragile door shattered.
The flying wood blocks were knocked back by Emilia's long sword that was swung like the wind.
In the darkness, an outstretched arm shot out at lightning speed, but was chopped back by Lu Zhiyang.
The sawdust cleared away, allowing them to see everything in the room clearly.
The blood-soaked floor was rotten and soft, and in the middle of the dimly lit room there was something with a straight ceiling.
The thing was wrapped in a long velvet burgundy cloth, revealing only its base which had been soaked in blood and dyed red.
In front of them, the old nun became a real monster.
Would her Lord believe that the believer was a complete monster?
Maybe, after all, there is more than one monster.
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