Midnight, Pratunam District.

Shuimen finally became quiet under the night. After a hard day's work, most families had extinguished their lights and fell asleep. There were no pedestrians on the road, and the occasional sound of wheels briefly shattered the silence.

, but the sound gradually faded away, and everything repeated itself. A house facing the street still had dim candlelight, and the light reflected on the wet road, making it more desolate and indifferent. A cool breeze blew by, throwing it on the

The waste paper on the ground was scraped up and fell into the ditch where the water was diverted, and then slowly drifted away with the water flow.

Two black figures sneaked quietly behind the small garden of the Oak Church. With the pale light of the crescent moon, they looked through the gaps in the fence at the church without lights and in dead silence. Under the shroud of darkness, the church looked like a bird.

A sleepy beast.

"Wei'en, is this okay? I'll go in to explore the situation, and you can watch out for me outside. I'll be out soon." It was Vincent who spoke.

Wei En smiled and said: "With such an exciting and interesting thing, you want to leave me alone to enjoy yourself? Absolutely not."

Vincent said helplessly: "Wei'en, breaking into the church secretly at night is not a joke. Why do you need to take risks with me?"

"Adventure?" Wei En chuckled: "For me, life is an adventure. Stop being so wordy, why do you look like a girl?"

Vincent was helpless and sighed: "Okay. But if something happens later, you must listen to my instructions and don't act recklessly."

Wei En nodded, Vincent took a deep breath, held Wei En's belt in his right hand, and let out a "whoop" sound. Wei En felt like he was flying through the clouds. When he got down to earth, he realized that he had entered the garden. Vincent

Te bent forward and whispered: "Follow me closely, don't make a mistake."

The two of them snaked and slinked, gradually approaching the church under the cover of the shadows of the garden plants. Suddenly, Vincent squatted down under the cover of a low vine in the blind corner. Wei En followed suit and also squatted down.

Behind him, he whispered: "Vincent, why is the land in this garden so soft when you step on it? It hasn't rained recently. Is it possible that people often turn over the soil, fertilize and take care of this place? Then why is the yard outside so soft?"

No one cleans it?" As he spoke, he lightly stamped his feet and said, "Look, this place is so soft too."

Vincent stared ahead intently and did not answer. A thin layer of blue powder was applied to his eyelids to observe the magical arrangements that were difficult to detect with the naked eye, which was the "thousands of miles away" necessary for night travelers.

Seeing that Vincent didn't answer, Wei En asked strangely: "Why don't you leave?"

Vincent raised his chin and said: "I didn't expect that such a small church would be guarded by a magic circle. No wonder we entered the church during the day and the priest appeared. At night, the magic circle was fully activated. If we rashly

Once you step into it, you will immediately be sucked into a fatal whirlpool from which it will be difficult to escape.”

"What should we do?"

"I'll see if I can break it first," Vincent replied.

Wei En didn't apply it thousands of miles away, so he probably wouldn't be able to help him if he applied it. He looked around and suddenly felt itchy on his ankle. He couldn't help but reach down and touched something. Wei En frowned and touched it.

Touching it, his eyes suddenly widened and he almost screamed!

That's a human hand!

Vincent felt Wei En's movement and looked back: "What's going on?"

Wei En had a strange expression. He pointed at the place where he was squatting and said, "See for yourself."

Vincent lowered his head and took a closer look, and saw a pale and delicate human hand stretching out from the ground at Wei En's feet. There was a thin gemstone ring on his ring finger. His slender fingertips rubbed Wei En's ankle, as if

The demon from hell is reaching out to drag Wei En into the abyss. The terrifying scene is enough to make the timid person turn around and run away immediately.

Wei En calmed down and said, "Why is there a human hand buried here?"

Vincent had a sullen face, suddenly stretched out his hand to place his hand on the pulse, and after a moment said: "It's okay, it's just a dead man."

Wei En let out a long breath and said strangely: "How could a dead person be buried in this beautiful garden? No wonder the ground has become so soft..." At this point, his face suddenly turned pale: "Could it be that we just passed by

There are dead bodies buried everywhere?"

Vincent looked at the waning moon in the sky and said slowly: "It seems that this place is not as simple as we thought."

Next, Vincent became more cautious. After carefully studying the magic circle in front of him, he took out a magic wand and walked forward slowly. This wand looked ordinary, but its background was not small. It was extremely hard.

Made of ice-sea black bamboo, it originally had the natural properties of exorcising evil spirits and suppressing demons. After being washed and tempered by holy water and holy fire, it became completely transformed and completely blind to ordinary magic. Within a range of about five meters.

, almost immune to any static small or medium-sized magic circle.

Wei En followed him, thinking to himself: This guy, I didn't expect to have a lot of treasures in his hands, and I never saw him take them out to open everyone's eyes, he is a thief.

The two of them passed the magic circle without any danger and came to a window. Vincent listened intently. The church was silent and no sound could be heard. Vincent took out a dark object and went there.

The window was inserted into the crack, and before Wei En could take a closer look, there was a soft "click" and the window had been opened.

Wei En climbed into the church along the window. Fortunately, the windows in the church are usually long windows and are not very high from the ground. Although he was clumsy, he did not make any mistakes. As soon as Vincent slipped down from the window sill, his hands moved.

Closed, the window was closed again silently. Wei En looked at his experienced skills and whispered: "Vincent, you are really familiar with sliding doors and picking locks. Although I don't know what you have done before.

What do you do, but I suspect you are a flying thief who has been wanted by the government."

Vincent snorted and was about to speak when a flurry of footsteps came from outside the church. Several people were walking quickly towards the door. Vincent quickly looked around and pointed to the thick floor-length carpet next to the window.

Wei En understood his instructions, and the two of them hid behind the curtains, one on the left and the other on the right.

Soon, the church door was pushed open with a "squeak" sound, which was particularly harsh in this silent night.

"Mr. Bishop, everything has been arranged and we are waiting for your visit." The voice was respectful and flattering, but Wei En could tell that it was the priest in black they met during the day.

A middle-aged man's voice replied: "Very good, your bishop has arrived?"

"Yes. He has been waiting for you for a long time."

Along with the conversation, footsteps walked straight through the church hall and arrived in front of the mass altar. Wei En secretly peeked through the gap in the curtains and saw the priest in black holding a lantern, standing behind the mass altar.

Under the huge cross, a bloated middle-aged man stood behind him. Wei En was wondering what they were waiting for, when suddenly, there was a "click" sound of gears, and a secret door turned out of the wall under the cross.

Wei En was secretly surprised. The design of this secret door was quite clever. When facing the solemn cross, the vast majority of believers would just bow their heads and pray. How many would look carefully at the wall and find something strange in it?

The priest said again: "Your Majesty, please come in." As the middle-aged man's voice disappeared behind the wall, the priest turned the machine again and closed the secret door. He looked around and saw nothing unusual. Come on.

Step left the church through a side door.

When the footsteps left, Wei En and Vincent emerged from the curtains and came to the mass altar. Vincent fumbled for a while and found the mechanism to open the secret door, and said: "When I talked to the priest during the day,

I found that there was dust everywhere in the church, but the mass altar was very clean and spotless, and it turned out to be the reason."

Wei En asked: "Shall we go in?"

Vincent thought for a moment and said, "We don't know anything about what's going on inside. We're just afraid of bad things if we go in so rashly."

Wei En said: "Then what should we do? Are we just going back empty-handed?"

Vincent looked at the side door where the godfather had just left, and said, "I remember there is a storage basement in this church. Let's go find two monks' robes as a cover."

Wei En followed Vincent down dozens of spiral steps and arrived at the basement. The basement was a long corridor. There were torches burning under the walls on both sides of the corridor. Next to the weak firelight were wooden doors. Wei En tried his best to look at them.

Go, there are about twenty or thirty wooden doors.

Wei En looked at Vincent and said: "There are so many rooms, do we have to find them one by one?"

Vincent frowned and said: "I remember there were only four or five rooms in the original, how come there are so many more rooms all of a sudden?"

While the two were hesitating, footsteps came from the steps above. Vincent's expression changed, and he quickly came to a wooden door. There was an iron lock on the wood, but it was just hanging, not locked.

Without hesitation, he opened the door and entered the room.

The room was dark, and Wei En couldn't see anything clearly. Vincent put his ear against the door and listened carefully. He only heard the footsteps going down the steps, getting closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of the door. Vincent

The secret passage was not good, so he hurriedly looked around. Fortunately, with his eyesight, he could barely distinguish objects. He pulled Wei En, opened a wooden cabinet door that was as tall as a person, and got in without hesitation.

Wei En got into the wooden cabinet, and a pile of fabrics immediately covered his head. The fabrics were soft and fragrant. Wei En fiddled with the fabrics and touched a sleeve with his fingers. He was surprised: "What's in this storage room?"

How come there are women’s clothes when there are no monk’s robes?”

p.s. I received a notice that this book will be recommended in Sanjiang next week. I will suspend updates this week and save manuscripts, and strive to update daily next week. Readers, please understand and continue to support.

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