I kill gods in my dream

Chapter 213 The Pale Monastery
It was a very large monastery.

The outer wall is made of huge pale stones with a tight surface and is more than four meters high. It is almost impossible to climb up. Standing outside, you can only see the towering chapel, the dark cross, and the Gothic style. The architectural style has an indescribable sense of weirdness in the dusk.

The coverage of the ash was only in the dense forest. After leaving the dense forest, it gradually decreased until it was completely gone at the corner of the wall, and the ground turned into soft soil again.

"Wow"

Zhao Tianxiang, who was following behind, couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene. After looking at it for a while, he couldn't hide his excitement and asked, "Should we go in and take a look?"

"of course."

Wu Shuang didn't even consider not going in. He came here just to see what treasures he could find.

Now he finally found the place where the treasure might be hidden. It was impossible not to go in. He squatted down naturally and stretched out his arms to let the lust climb back on his shoulders. He had long noticed that the ashes seemed to have no effect on the lust, and even had no effect on the lust. Not a trace of lust.

Although he didn't know why, he didn't despise Ashes.

After all, lust itself is an incomprehensible existence, and it is normal to be special.

To put it bluntly, after drinking the potion, he looks like a crude mass-produced product with no guarantee of quality. He is considered a better type among them, while Lust is a high-end customized product that has been quality controlled. The kind of toys that are strictly controlled and can interest even the shepherds.

In terms of strength, after the last tentative fight, he has determined that if he wants to deal with lust, he can only play dirty, and he must add a dream cheat to be safe, and it may not be able to guarantee a kill.

So, there is absolutely no comparison.

As for Zhao Tianxiang, that is completely outside the scope of comparison.

"But how do we get in?"

After hearing his affirmative answer, the excited Zhao Tianxiang looked at the towering wall, and his expression became distressed.

Wu Shuang looked aside.

"Isn't there a door?"

Between the gray stone walls, there is a rusty iron gate. It looks a bit old, and it is open and unobstructed.

The two walked to the door and took a look.

Zhao Tianxiang asked in surprise: "Has that unlucky guy been here?"

Wu Shuang knew he was talking about the corpse outside the air-raid shelter.

After all, judging from the current situation, if no one has been here before, the only reason why the door here is wide open is because of the intrusion of that unlucky man.

But he shook his head.

"Not sure yet."

Because when he walked to the door, he noticed some strange inscriptions carved on the stone wall, which meant that, at least when it was used here, this wall was to prevent something from the outside from entering. There was a high probability that Also includes ignorant interlopers.

Now, these things don't work.

Then the things that break into this place are likely to be more than just people. It would not be surprising if there are any messy things.

Moreover, there are no signs of forced entry.

There is no sign of damage to the iron door, and there are no broken chains or door locks on the ground. It is like an ignorant girl, allowing the outside world to explore unscrupulously.

"Let's go."

With that said, Wu Shuang also took Zhao Tianxiang into this monastery that was extremely quiet at dusk.

Walking into the gate, you can see a wide road paved with stone bricks, leading directly to a large hall in the distance. The towering chapel is still behind, and the clock hanging above can be seen here, and the hour hand is still at one o'clock. The ground turned, Wu Shuang took out his phone and took a look.

If the time shown above is correct, then the time here is exactly opposite to the outside world, which can also be said to be a jet lag.

It was still noon outside, but it was already early morning here.According to calculations, the time they came in was probably twelve o'clock, which is also zero o'clock here.

"Mr. Bei, are these two sides graves?"

Zhao Tianxiang asked quietly from behind.

On both sides of the road under their feet, in the wide open space between the wall and the main hall, there were tombstones one after another. At a glance, it looked like a small forest composed of tombstones.

"Ah."

Wu Shuang nodded without looking, and continued walking with Zhao Tianxiang.

He has long been used to seeing these things. He has even seen his own and doesn't care at all.

But Zhao Tianxiang was different. Looking at the astonishing number of tombstones, he swallowed hard: "You mean, someone lives here?"

There were at least over a hundred tombstones, which meant that more people lived here. What was even more horrifying to him was that some of the tombstones had been dug open, revealing empty sarcophagi underneath.

"if not?"

"Then why are some graves dug open?"

"It wasn't dug out from the outside."

".what?"

Upon hearing these words, Zhao Tianxiang was stunned.

If it wasn't dug open from the outside, could it be that the contents of the sarcophagus came out? ? ?
Seeing this guy stunned, Wu Shuang could only explain helplessly: "No matter what the reason is, it doesn't look like the traces left by digging out from the outside, and you are already here, do you still think this kind of thing is strange? ?”

"Gulu." Zhao Tianxiang swallowed and wanted to ask, isn't it strange? !
But looking at Mr. Bei's speechless eyes, he could only hold back and asked another more valuable question: "Then why are only some of them opened?"

Compared with the large number of graves, the number of dug graves is too few.

"It's up to us to find the answer."

With that said, Wu Shuang walked towards the distant hall.

Arriving at the door of the main hall, the door here has been opened. With the dim light, you can see that there is a hall inside, with two doors on both sides, and countless benches and candlesticks in the middle. They all look old. , Zhao Tianxiang couldn't help but complain, how long ago this was.

To this, Wu Shuang gave the answer: "More than 100 years ago."

"what?"

Zhao Tianxiang expressed his astonishment again, as he had expressed many times before.

Before he could ask why, Mr. Bei had already picked up the evidence, a box of matches from more than 100 years ago, right next to the candlestick.

"At that time, this thing was still called a match."

Mr. Bei said leisurely, took out a matchstick, and lightly struck it on the matchbox. The sudden fire light illuminated the dim hall.

He just watched blankly as Mr. Bei held the match in his hand and looked at it for a long time, then stretched out to the candlestick beside him, lit the candle that had been extinguished for an unknown period of time, and let the candlelight dance in the hall again, and Bei The figure of the gentleman was infinitely stretched in the beating candlelight, and reflected on the dilapidated stone wall.
"Let's go, we still have many places to explore. Imagine what kind of secrets there will be here waiting for us to uncover."

A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of Mr. Bei's mouth. After saying this, he blew out the match in his hand, but the mysterious smile was still faintly visible in the candlelight.

Zhao Tianxiang couldn't help but gulp when he saw this scene. In addition to feeling terrified in his heart, he also felt the excitement that made his legs tremble!
Until Mr. Bei's words made him stunned.

"Someone was here before us."

"What?"

"Judging from the accumulation of dust on the table, someone took away a candlestick before us, but it was a long time ago. Maybe it was the unlucky guy."

(End of this chapter)