I play prophet in Salvation Organization

Chapter 96 The Secret of the Game Hall (56)

Video arcade...?
Looking at this dilapidated building, Song Qingci and Ji Qianqin both felt a "?" in their hearts.

It has to be said that the first impression of something is very important.

Like the game hall in front of you, those decorations that seem to be blown off by the wind at any time, as well as the garbage such as cans and plastic bottles scattered around the glass door, all reveal how long no one has set foot in this place.

Seeing this place with their own eyes for the first time, neither Ji Qianqin nor Song Qingci really wanted to go in.

But Bering didn't care.

His fingers lightly brushed the handle of the glass door, stroking the mottled marks of time on it, he was silent for a moment, and sighed softly.

"Time is really the sharpest knife." He said.

Once, it was recorded in the diary that this place was not so dilapidated and desolate.

Although there were not many people here at that time, occasionally some uncles with cigarette butts in their mouths and wearing sandals wandered around here to spend their little remaining youth.

This was also the place where I personally set foot in the original world, and it was still somewhat popular at that time.

But now, there are not many people here.

After all, a video game arcade is opened in a village with few people. Either the people are stupid and have a lot of money, or they are mentally ill.

Obviously the one who opened this store belongs to the latter.

So he's been dead for many years, and the store is deserted, with no one in it.

'However, even if it is deserted, it shouldn't become like this. '

Released his hand from the doorknob, Bering took a step back, looking up and down, surveying the whole situation.

Sure enough, there was something supernatural here.

In other words, something has turned into a more mysterious existence through the "dead" shell of the game hall.

Recalling the contents of the diary, Bering nodded slightly.

Immediately afterwards, he turned his head to look at Ji Qianqin and Song Qingci.

"Push this door open," he said, "behind the door, perhaps you can find the secret you are interested in."

Listen to this.

The expressions of Ji Qianqin, who was originally disgusted, and Song Qingci, who was expressionless, changed slightly.

After they looked at each other, Ji Qianqin nodded.

Then she took two steps forward, and pushed the door open gently with both hands.

Behind the door are rows of old game consoles.

These game machines include racing cars, marbles, and things like claw machines.

Without exception, these game consoles were all covered with thick dust and spider webs, some were even covered with pale green moss, and there was a cloud of ink-like water stains beside them.

Such a scene is obviously uninteresting.

Ji Qianqin couldn't help frowning.

She turned around: "Boss..."

However, before she could react, Ji Qianqin's pupils shrank slightly in the next second!
When she turned her head, she realized that there was an old man with a crooked figure and a dying old man standing behind him who was originally empty!
There was no sound when the old man appeared, as if he appeared behind them out of thin air, his movements were so subtle that he seemed to teleport!
Sensing Ji Qianqin's panic, Song Qingci looked back suspiciously.

Seeing this, she was taken aback.

Compared with Ji Qianqin, the experienced Song Qingci obviously thought of more things.

She noticed that although the guy in front of her looked like an ordinary, old, dying person, he clearly had features that did not belong to humans!

His hair is gray, whiter than the snow on the snow-capped mountains; at the same time, his eyes are also dim, and there seems to be eye feces that have not been cleaned for a long time at the corners of the eyes.And on both sides of his shoulders, there are a pair of wings growing respectively - the wings on the left shoulder are open and flapping, while the wings on the right are closed as if sleeping peacefully.

There is no doubt that this is not a race that can be classified as "human"!

Without a moment's hesitation, Song Qingci quickly pulled out two blades from the violin case behind him. The sharp and bright blades reflected the sunlight like the setting sun!
However, before she had time to draw the knife, she was held down by a pair of hands.

Bai Ling put one hand on Song Qingci's hands holding the knife, and shook his head slightly towards her.

What he meant was obvious, "don't attack".

Seeing what Bai Ling meant, Song Qingci couldn't help frowning.

She wanted to break free from Bering's hand, but soon Ji Qianqin also held her hand.

Ji Qianqin looked at Song Qingci, and whispered in her ear: "Don't worry, listen to the boss."

As a member of "Ming Zhou", Ji Qianqin is also a person who approves of Bering's instructions.

During the period of following Bering, her biggest feeling was that the man in front of her seemed to know everything, and almost nothing could exceed his expectations.

Even though he always claims that he is just an "ordinary person who sees a lot of things", Ji Qianqin is very clear that the breadth and depth of Bering's eyes are definitely far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

It must be a "year" as the unit, spanning countless days and nights to look at and survey!
That's why she said something to remind Song Qingci.

Under the simultaneous restraint of the two people, even Song Qingci had to stop his actions.

She withdrew her knife and stared fixedly at the old man opposite.

Just at this moment, the old man spoke up.

He turned his face towards the three people in front of him, although he seemed to be looking at them, but his eyes were out of focus: "You...do you want to exchange?"

exchange?

Exchange what?
Such a question popped up in the minds of Song Qingci and Ji Qianqin.

This time they made the same move tacitly.

At the same time, he turned to look at Bering.

Facing the eyes of the two, Bering's expression was flat and calm.

"This is the game hall," he said lightly, "the exchange must be the exchange of game currency."

Oh, it turned out to be game currency.

Ji Qianqin breathed a sigh of relief, she nodded, just about to take out her mobile phone from her pocket, planning to pay online.

However, before she finished her movements, she was stopped by Bering again: "No need."

Bering pressed Ji Qianqin's hand, and glanced at the old man next to him: "The game currency in this game hall is not exchanged for money."

"If you want to consume here, you must take out your own 'treasures'. It can be swords, skills, body parts, or even... memories."

When this sentence came out.

The sleepy old man suddenly turned his head and glanced at Bering.

After taking a glance, the old man withdrew his eyes again, and the whole person once again fell into that faint and old state.

Bering withdrew his hand silently.

He said softly: "Let's take some things that you don't value too much first, and exchange them for some game coins."

"The game currency in this game hall can be exchanged for many good things. And among these good things, there is the key to your heart."

Glancing at the two of them, Bering said calmly, "For example, those missing pieces of the puzzle that are sealed in your memories."

"After all, two people once set foot in this similar place."

"They, one is called Ji Zi, and the other is called Song Weilu."

As soon as this sentence comes out.

The expressions of Ji Qianqin and Song Qingci changed at the same time!
(End of this chapter)