The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 773 It's Beautiful

The next day, the group stayed at the hotel for another day, with no intention of setting off to Aurora Town.

Liu Qingqing never pressed this matter again since she had a private chat with Mr. Li.

It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning on the third day that a group of people sneaked into the bus station, stole a bus, and drove to Aurora Town.

After arriving at the station, the eight people went straight to the Holy Mountain Church under the snow-capped mountains behind the town without stopping.

There was heavy snowfall in the night sky, and the whole town was completely deserted. The eight people were wearing white down jackets, which served as a perfect hiding place for their whereabouts.

Marching in the heavy snow, Mr. Li couldn't use a wheelchair, so he sat on the dead pig's broad shoulders. For the dead pig, who was as strong as a mountain, Mr. Li was as light as a child.

Soon, eight people arrived at the door of the Holy Mountain Church.

Liu Qingqing said softly: "That's it."

"It turns out that I am revisiting my old place." Qinglong sighed with emotion.

Wu Se frowned, she didn't have a good impression of this "old place".

"You guys wait here." Qinglong glanced at Liushuang: "Let's go in and take a look."

"Yes." Liu Shuang stepped forward.

"Don't let your guard down either." Qinglong reminded.

Wu Se, Ling, and Zhong He nodded lightly and consciously stood on the periphery of the crowd, protecting the dead pig carrying Mr. Li and Liu Qingqing, who had no fighting ability.

Qinglong and Liushuang opened their six senses to the maximum and stepped into the church with the door open.

The auditorium was cold and dim. Qinglong walked to the center of the auditorium and immediately noticed a very weak heartbeat coming from the confession room not far away.

Judging from the sound of this heartbeat, it should not be an enemy, but an "ordinary person".

Qinglong stopped, looked at the confession room, and then at Liu Shuang.

Liu Shuang understood, raised his left hand slightly, and a burst of white mist immediately rose from the ground, spread towards the confession room, turned into several strokes of white mist, and got into the crack of the door of the confession room.

Ten seconds later, Liushuang nodded to Qinglong: There was an "ordinary person" inside, and there were no other enemies or ambushes.

Qinglong nodded and came to the door of the confession room.

An ice sword appeared in Liushuang's hand and was thrown to Qinglong.

Qinglong caught the sword, easily broke the door bolt of the confession room, and opened the door.

"Crack, click——"

In the small space, a young man was sleeping unconsciously. His body was tied up with hemp rope, and there were some drink bottles beside him.

The smell of urine hit their nostrils, and Qinglong and Liushuang immediately held their breath.

It seems that this young man has been tied here for several days and relies on these drinks to maintain his basic life. As for his dignity, no one cares at all.

Qinglong held the ice sword in his hand and cut the hemp rope on the young man's body.

"Well……"

Lin Dajian woke up from his drowsiness. He looked at the two figures outside the door in a daze, thinking he was dreaming.

These days he was in a daze and kept dreaming.

In the dream, Interpol came to rescue him again and again, but every time after waking up from the dream, he desperately found that he was still locked up in this place.

He couldn't hold back his urine and could only defecate in his pants. Every day, a masked man in black would come over and roughly feed him a few sips of drink before disappearing. He felt like an animal locked in a pigsty.

He had no idea how long this torture would last. Sometimes, he even wished he would die quickly.

"What's your name?" Qinglong asked.

Lin Dajian was stunned and finally realized that this was not a dream.

"Lin Dajian!" He shouted excitedly: "My, my name is Lin Dajian! I was kidnapped! Are you here to save me? Quick, save me..."

Because he had been inactive for too long and was too weak, his whole body became weak, his head was light and his feet were heavy, and he fell down just as he was about to stand up.

"Don't be afraid, we are here to rescue you." Qinglong took two steps back expressionlessly, took off his long down jacket, and threw it to the ground: "Take off your clothes and put on this."

"Okay, okay..." Lin Dajian burst into tears: "Thank you... thank you... thank you so much..."

Lin Dajian couldn't care less about the cold, and quickly stripped himself naked. He used a clean top as a towel to wipe his lower body clean, then picked up the long down jacket on the ground and wrapped it up.Qinglong and Liushuang stood at the door of the church. Qinglong asked, "Can you leave by yourself?"

"Yes, yes..."

"Come out first."

"well."

Lin Dajian staggered out of the church. Outside was the dim snow. Lin Dajian looked up: snow mountains, woods, churches, night sky, aurora...

Only then did he realize that he had arrived in a completely unfamiliar place.

At that moment, he was obviously extremely cold, but the joy of the rest of his life still enveloped him like a warm hot spring.

In the past few days, Lin Dajian actually thought about a lot: Misch disappeared, Gao Yang dropped out of school, Qiu Qiu was killed by a robber, and everyone was spreading rumors that dormitory 509 was cursed. Lin Dajian had to believe it even if he didn't believe it. He had almost accepted that he would be there He goes crazy in the confessional until he dies tragically.

But thank God, he didn't die, he was saved.

——It’s great to be alive.

Lin Dajian was sincerely grateful that no matter how difficult, painful and desperate these days were, he still persevered. He did not die. What was waiting for him was hope.

He can't wait to go back. He wants to take a good bath and then have a good sleep. He wants to buy all the games that are still on sale. He wants to eat meat and drink wine.

By the way, he also wants to confess to Sister Xia.Go to hell, I’m not afraid of being rejected. What’s there to be afraid of? Compared with what happened these days, these are nothing.

He smiled as he walked towards the crowd in the snow: Are these people really a rescue team? They look so irregular.

"Thank you, thank you so much..." Lin Dajian was so excited that he couldn't help crying again: "If it weren't for you..."

"Blue Dragon!"

Li, who was sitting on the dead pig's shoulders, suddenly shouted loudly, interrupting Lin Dajian's words.

Lin Dajian was shocked and didn't understand what happened.

At this moment, Li had already seen the scene ten seconds later.

"Soul bomb!" Li didn't have time to explain more.

Everyone's heart trembled suddenly.

Qinglong reacted instantly. Without any hesitation, he rushed towards Lin Dajian at an incredible speed, grabbed his arm, and threw him over his head.

"Wow—"

The snow under Qinglong's feet suddenly swayed with a strong wave of air.

Lin Dajian felt his body sink heavily, the world turned upside down, and his ears were filled with cold wind.

He shot straight into the sky like a rocket.

The stained glass windows of the church appeared in his blurred vision, then the towering spire, then the majestic snow-capped mountains, and then the beautiful aurora in the night sky.

——It’s so beautiful.

At that moment, Lin Dajian almost forgot his fear, leaving only his instinctive emotional reaction.

Lin Dajian's "world" was frozen at this moment.

Next, his soul was torn from consciousness, crumbled into a ball by some rapidly activating energy and rushed out of his mouth into a brilliant nebula of dust.

"boom!"

Lin Dajian's soul exploded.

Eight people in the snow looked up at the "soul fireworks" exploding in the night sky. Their faces were filled with light, but their eyes were full of horror and shock.

"lb--"

Ten seconds later, Lin Dajian's body fell again and fell into the snow.

He was dead. He died from Dust's "soul bomb" long before he fell to his death.

"They're in the church!" Zhong He was the first to discover it and shouted from the steeple of the Holy Mountain Church.

Everyone looked over, and sure enough, two tall and thin figures were standing on a window sill at the top of the church. They were Ming Jing (Lu Qi) and Chen Yi (Huang Lian), the twin kings of boarders.

(End of this chapter)