The white candle before it was extinguished, and the last drop of wax oil dripped off.

A wisp of blue smoke hangs over the candle and cannot dissipate for a long time, as if time has stopped.

The light from God's mercy reflects extremely strange colors through the windows of the Gothic church in the last century.

Over time, they mapped a combination of strange patterns on the floor.

Night falls.

The white curtain floated restlessly.

The pale moonlight penetrated through the windows gloomy.

The folds on the veil surging, gradually revealing the outline of the child.

In the middle of the church, strange hexagrams are painted.

The border of the hexagram is gradually outlined by the bloody tide.

The woman's screams.

The whispers of believers.

The breathing sound of the coming of the gods.

Mixed by the howling sound of the strong wind, the entire church instantly swept through.

Anger, jealousy, greed, laziness, lust, rage, arrogance, undercurrents among these sounds.

The statue of Our Lady, originally placed in the church, looks so warm during the day, but under the reflection of this blood-red light, it looks so weird and terrifying.

The church, this place was originally used to pray for peace to God.

At this moment, an extremely dangerous atmosphere was outlined.

On the white pillars, there were strange patterns drawn with blood, and a line of English was written on it.

“atonement”.

The chuckle echoed throughout the church and throughout the night sky.

"Kill her...she should atone for this world..."

......

"Kill him."

Feng Yangshu didn't know why there were three words that scary in his mind.

However, although he felt scared in his senses, his subconscious mind felt a very dull mood, as if he had done this often.

And as a member of an association, even if he often comes into contact with such strange things, he will never be able to kill people?

In addition, he was inexplicably calm about his blood just now, which made him even more difficult to understand.

But now, I don’t care about this.

Feng Yangshu looked at the straw pile in the corner, endured the strange smell in the air, and stretched out a hand there.

When I woke up, I was covered in straw and didn't see this corpse.

Until now, I have seen it without recognizing the face of being eaten by vultures. It is already very difficult to identify it now.

Rather than doing this, it’s better to browse the notebook first.

Perhaps many clues can be read from this notebook.

Feng Yangshu stopped and reached out his hand, glanced at the notebook held by the other hand, sighed and shrank back.

He moved a small stool from under the small table and sat on it to look at it with the light.

The cover of the notebook is completely clean except for the wrinkles left by the years.

Feng Yangshu opened the first page of the notebook and was stunned at first glance.

Before I could even get yellowed, there was only one word on it—

"install".

install?

This word immediately made Feng Yangshu contact the name "An Yan". Could it be that this notebook is An Yan's notebook? Is this backpack also An Yan's backpack? Could it be that this corpse... is An Yan?

He opened the first page with an incredible calmness that even he himself was.

“December 4th, rain.”

"In this wet and disgusting weather, I joined the Disqualification Association. This is a big family. Many of them treat me very well. What impressed me most was that a member named Feng Yangshu, who joined the association one day earlier than me, and his desire to go out and take risks reminded me of what I used to be, and what was the same as myself before, but that happened..."

Disqualification Association?

Is it really An Yan's notebook?

Although he was very curious, Feng Yangshu still chose to continue watching.

"December 23rd, Yin."

"Today is the first time Feng Yangshu and I went out for an adventure. It feels very thrilling. He is still young, but he has to go to such a dangerous place with him. When we got there, we almost got lost. This is an unforgettable memory."

What's different from this page just now is that the word "unforgettable" is circled with red handwriting.

December 23?

Feng Yangshu remembered that there happened to be a place in the association that day that wanted members to visit. It was said that it was a haunted apartment, and it happened to be An Yan and him.

Then it can be confirmed from this that this backpack and this laptop are really from An Yan.

If you can find any clues related to An Yan from that corpse, then there is a great possibility that this corpse is An Yan.

Can.

But what if it is confirmed that the body is An Yan?

He can't do anything, right?

cry?

Feng Yangshu felt crying, but he couldn't do it.

He has never been a soft-hearted person or a cruel person. If he was allowed to cry for the death of his companion, he really couldn't do it.

What he can really do is to live well, find the cause of his companion's death, and then take revenge.

You can say that he is a cold-blooded person, a person who ignores his life and death, but he does have a friendly relationship with his companions. There is no reason for you to say that he has no feelings for his companions.

Speaking of which, after he and An Yan went there that day, they seemed to faint from fear that something was coming. When they woke up, Feng Yangshu had already pulled himself out of the haunted apartment.

Now, An Yan's life and death are uncertain or he has already left this world, but his good friend who was once like this has become like this.

Feng Yangshu sighed deeply and looked at the third page.

"January 6th, sunny."

"Today I reported to the president about going to the haunted apartment last time. The president praised Feng Yangshu and me, but I saw Feng Yangshu's expression strange. After all, something like that happened that day. He should have a great reaction even if he was a normal person. No, maybe Feng Yangshu is not a normal person."

What does it mean to be not a normal person?

Feng Yangshu thought at first that An Yan was scolding him, but judging from the previous and next sentences, this is not a normal person or may have another meaning.

But, myself?

Even he doesn't know what he looks like?

Did An Yan find something strange?

Feng Yangshu didn't know, and he was eager to know what was going on and why he had no impression of what happened that day...

When he turned the next page, there was only a strange hexagram on the paper, and the rest were words such as "repentance" and "arrogance" written in red pen.
Chapter completed!