Chapter 1717: Chapter 1712: Bitter Fruit (6)
It’s quite compatible with the size of the church, and the yard is equally small.
Even the style of the courtyard wall is simple, almost purely made from stones resembling tablets, narrow at the bottom and wide at the top, with gaps so large that a person could almost squeeze through.
Without any intention to explore the yard, Fu Qian walked straight to the end of the path, surveying his surroundings.
The short wall is connected to a black iron gate, which appears to be unlocked, rely ajar.
According to the enthusiastic bystanders earlier, walking further would lead into the true, unspeakably horrific night.
Even at this spot, avoiding certain influences is inevitable.
However, recalling this warning, Fu Qian didn’t rush to imagine the thing in the darkness, but looked up at the sky, sighing with regret.
Compared to Full Moon Garden, there’s indeed not much resemblance.
The most important is, of course, the inability to see any trace of the moon.
Squeak——
With this regret, Fu Qian casually pushed open the heavy iron gate, revealing the outside scene.
If the darkness within the yard is like solidified blood, then this is solidified lead.
Though only separated by a wall, the contrast is striking, like there’s a clear boundary here, once crossed, a person can hardly turn back.
Even perception is suppressed to the limit, beyond the faint field of vision, totally unpredictable whether sothing might erge.
Fortunately, he seed to receive a tool before.
Fu Qian opened his palm, examining the small green bottle.
In such darkness, the liquid inside the bottle even emitted a trace of faint glow.
According to the elderly woman, using this thing could effectively enhance the sense of sll as a detection thod, aiding in avoiding danger, though success is not guaranteed.
Even though in Fu Qian’s perception, he couldn’t divine any special characteristics about this bottle of “Spiritual dicine,” he did not totally dismiss her words.
After all, following the previous deductions, the existence of this place might be similar to a dream, where encountering so anomalies would not be surprising.
Would he really sar it onto himself like instructed? Not necessarily.
Fu Qian did not rush to do so, rely holding it as he stepped deeper into the complete darkness.
“You finally ca!”
Yet, without even walking far, a voice filled with joy suddenly echoed from the side.
…
Who else could it be?
In the unpredictable darkness, soone suddenly shouting—a standard horror movie plot, but Fu Qian was not surprised at all.
Miss Bride indeed lived up to expectations, achieving a new breakthrough by truly coming outside.
Though it might not have been easy for her to open and close the door, who said she had to use it?
Unless soone like Brother Hao Ke, gaining through the fence-like wall would not be an issue.
As for how she found him so quickly?
Simple, though he didn’t directly sar the Spiritual dicine on himself, he had a unique way to use it.
Even being a trivial light, carrying it as he walked in darkness made him sowhat noticeable.
“I just knew you would co.”
Before Fu Qian could respond, Miss Bride’s voice had already echoed again.
Even by the strictest standards, discerning anything abnormal in her speech was hard.
Relief and happiness, the joy upon seeing the light, and even a trace of shyness…
The insanity when she rushed out earlier seed to have completely nothing to do with her anymore.
“Of course, I always keep my word.”
Feeling this bizarre contrast, Fu Qian didn’t hurry to spoil the mood, holding the Spiritual dicine still, responding casually.
Under the faint glow, a figure also beca increasingly distinct in the darkness.
“This feeling is fantastic, even more wonderful than I imagined!”
Until the dirty hem of the wedding dress nearly brushed Fu Qian’s feet, the newcor stopped and spoke with exaggerated expression.
“The stone has always deceived us with lies, trapping us there and making us reject this comfort… I should have realized it earlier. Haven’t you noticed my change as well?”
Not only did Miss Bride casually blasphe the Divine Beings, but she even seed to lean slightly, letting her upper body bask in the faint glow for Fu Qian to observe conveniently.
“Indeed.”
Not rejecting her enthusiasm, Fu Qian carefully examined and expressed his agreent.
It’s honestly not just talk.
Within such a short period, this lady embracing Darkness had indeed undergone real significant changes.
Thin traces matching the depth of the surrounding night crawled on every inch of her exposed skin, gnawing lines of blood and even burrowing underneath the flesh.
…
Seems clear where those scars ca from now.
Although these creatures obviously lack typical biological structures, appearing more like moving tar.
But the scene was so vivid that it seed to arouse itching on corresponding parts of his own body.
Simultaneously, the gnawing traces closely matched the dense scars Miss Bride originally had.
Considering she already “left” the church multiple tis, everything started to make sense—
Not only did each action make her more manic, but the darkness truly started to materialize, “devouring” her.
This also explains her quick discovery and why she had no visual hindrance while running toward him.
She was integrating, becoming part of the Dark, yet oblivious.
“So am I not right? We must never go back to that place!”
Sounding greatly pleased with Fu Qian’s answer, Miss Bride displayed a sweet smile, pulling the lines over her face, making it even more astonishing.
“How can that be? I promised to go back and report the findings.”
Nonetheless, Fu Qian’s staggering immunity couldn’t be defeated, as the next mont he refused without even flinching.
“Moreover, knowing it’s just a lie, we should inform others, shouldn’t we?”
…
Excitent, joy, liberation seed completely frozen there, along with her rigid body.
Ah——
But it lasted only a mont; soon a deranged scream burst forth from Miss Bride, with a hand grabbing directly for the Spiritual dicine in Fu Qian’s hand at an incredible speed.
Unfortunately, even non-human speed has limits, and such a sudden move was still slow for Fu Qian.
Here.
Amid gentle gestures, the Spiritual dicine was already smoothly placed into her hand.
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