Staring directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Faced with the sudden abnormality, Fu Qian did not move in a hurry.

It is true that there are holes in your perception, but you must know that the holes themselves are also a goal.

If nothing else, it can also identify the location of Mr. Guzman.

Fu Qian was not made to wait for too long. After about fifteen minutes, the hole began to move, like a bubble swimming around.

Soon, Fu Qian saw Guzman coming out.

Compared with during the day, he no longer looked like a patient.

Wearing a white shirt and a black tuxedo, the knight appeared dressed up, with his back straight.

It's amazing!

Fu Qian looked closely at Guzman, who was only a few dozen meters away from him.

He was clearly standing not far away, but there was nothing in his perception.

At present, it seems that it is at least certain that the abnormality in the hospital was caused by him.

And judging from this person's appearance, he must be attending some kind of banquet.

Socializing is normal, but isn’t it a little late?

At this time, Guzman got into a car with the help of his servant.

After witnessing this scene, Fu Qian finally stood up and followed silently.

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Not long after, Guzman's car stopped in front of a courtyard, and there were already people waiting at the door.

After Guzman got out of the car, he did not let anyone accompany him, but walked inside by himself.

Fu Qian looked up at the building in front of him. It was obvious that the people living here, like Guzman, belonged to the upper class of Bairluk.

This naturally made him think of the "old men" Bernard mentioned, and he became even more curious about this mysterious banquet.

The guard at the door was useless, and he entered inside effortlessly.

By this time Guzman had already crossed the courtyard and entered the banquet hall.

Fu Qian also kept walking and followed behind calmly.

After entering the banquet hall, Fu Qian immediately found a hidden corner and began to observe the scene inside.

It wasn't some weird and bloody underground gathering, everyone seemed normal.

The number of people was not large, it could only be considered a small gathering, and it was obvious that they all welcomed Guzman's arrival.

From their movements and breathing, it can be easily judged that these people are all ordinary people.

There were men and women, all dressed up and polite.

The common feature is that they are all quite old, and even the only waiter is a bald old man.

However, just like this group of people, just standing there, are like black holes, eroding their perception with holes.

Are they all the same as Guzman?

I was amazed for a while before paying.

Just like most cocktail parties, the guests were in small groups, drinking and chatting, nothing special.

But after observing for a while, Fu Qian found something was wrong.

These people come across as a bit fake - it's not that the people are fake, it's their actions.

First of all, the banquet should normally have a host, but I didn't see any similar role before paying.

Secondly, every move of these people, even during the chat and question-and-answer period, felt inexplicably like they were performing a stage play, which was a little unreal.

Of course, this kind of situation is not uncommon in social situations, but it is really a bit abnormal for everyone to be in this state.

After thinking for a while before paying, I suddenly had an idea.

The next moment, his facial features changed rapidly and soon became distorted into the appearance of Mr. Lu Ming.

At the same time, he touched his head with his hand, and his hair instantly turned to gray.

That's right, he was going to get up close and personal with these "actors".

And considering blending into the group, it's best to look older.

So in order to save his imagination, Fu Qian simply chose the late Mr. Lu Ming.

In addition to not having a single hair left, if it were to be restored 100%, the eyebrows would also need to be removed.

But considering the look and feel, Fu Qian ended up just turning his eyebrows gray.

After doing all this, Fu Qian slowly stepped forward and blended into the edge of the crowd.

It stands to reason that if these people were sane, they should easily recognize themselves as a stranger.

Surprisingly, however, the party was not affected in any way.

Not only did no one notice Fu Qian's uninvited guest, but what was even more exaggerated was that a group of people didn't even look at him.

It's as if Fuqian doesn't exist here at all.

What a group of dedicated "actors"!

Fu Qian nodded secretly and walked through the crowd as a transparent person.

Upon close observation, you can see that everyone looks normal, but in fact their expressions are a bit strange, giving people a feeling of holiness and filth coexisting, and the smiles at the corners of their mouths also look a bit weird.

And under the overlap of the crowd, the holes in his perception became one, making him feel like he was in a void.

Soon, Fu Qian walked next to Guzman.

The knight was chatting quietly with a fat old man, calling him Dean Collins.

The director of a small town hospital?

So isn't Guzman his patient?

Fu Qian took a closer look and found that Dean Collins should be slightly younger than Guzman, slightly fatter, and wearing a bow tie.

He had the same strange expression on his face, but his voice was louder. He was talking to Sir Guzman about his collection of famous wines.

After looking at the empty cup and the waiter walking not far away, Fu Qian suddenly had an idea.

He took a step forward, quietly took down the wine glass from the latter's plate, emptied it and put it back, then stepped aside and watched what happened.

The waiter didn't respond at all.

The next moment, he walked up to Collins. The latter looked down and saw nothing strange, then reached out and took down the empty cup.

Seemingly unaware that the new glass was also empty, Collins picked up the glass, took a sip naturally, and continued chatting with Guzman.

It's really "acting", everyone is.

This weird scene made Fu Qian even more sure of his judgment.

It's not yet certain whether it's related to that kind of hollowness, but it's obvious that these people are definitely not in a normal state.

This seemingly ordinary cocktail party is actually closer to a performance with tacit understanding.

This is in line with my purpose of finding abnormalities, and going to the hospital is indeed a good idea.

Fu Qian expressed great satisfaction with his findings.

Instead of continuing to harass the two actors, Fu went to look around and consider how to further test.

The next moment, he discovered that there was only one lonely person on the spacious balcony.

It was a well-dressed lady standing lazily on the edge of the balcony, looking like she was coming out to take a breath.

There is nothing strange about this in itself, but Fu Qian noticed that she did not look out, but looked at her side, smiling to herself, as if there was someone there.

Could it be that there was supposed to be a person here?

An idea came to Fu Qian's mind.

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