“…”

When Chen Fan got up from the ground, the mask on his face had already appeared. He raised his hand and hooked it. The ghost sword Gu Luan turned around in the air and fell into his hand.

"boom."

With the swing of his right hand, the ground cracked instantly, and at the same time, the wind in the room was stormy, and the surroundings became colder.

——Cut—

"sand…"

The wheels crushed the ground and finally stopped at the gate. Two young men got out of the car, each wearing zhì    fú, looking capable.

First, he had a slender body, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he got off the car and put his leather bag under his armpit, looking at the towering iron gate and frowned.

One next to him asked him, "Brother Zeng, where is this place? Why do you look like a church?"

"In the past, it was rented here, and foreigners organized churches here."

The man looked inside with his head down, lowered his head and took a sip of cigarettes, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it, "After the founding of the country, this place became a sanatorium. After the 1980s, it was sold to a boss. It is said that the boss was a devout believer. He repaired the place and returned it to the church."

"Then why it looks so gloomy here, there is not a single ghost." The man said, rubbing his arms, "Why do I think that everything is wrong, and there is a sense of evil spirit."

"There's nothing we can do. We're all doing this." The guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes sighed, took out his cell phone and looked at it, carefully compared the address, and said, "Well, it should be right here. Since someone called the police, he has to check it out."

"You said whether there can be kǒng here? bù     fēn    zǐ or something." The man suddenly laughed, looking quite relaxed.

"Take it down, there are still people in the imperial capital who dare to pull this ball?" The man burst out laughing, waved his hand to signal his companions to follow him. The two of them stepped on the snow on the ground, creaking and creaking.

"Bang bang bang."

Someone smashed the door outside.

"Is anyone?"

"Bang bang bang."

"Is anyone? The police handle the case."

"Bang bang bang."

"Bang."

"Damn it."

The person who knocked on the door jumped back in fear, "What's going on with this door?"

"Maybe it's been disrepair."

"What should I do?"

"Let's talk about it later."

The leader swallowed, walked in with a stinging teeth, and while walking, he took out a flashlight, and two beams of light shook left and right in the pine and cypress yard, "Is anyone?"

"Is anyone?"

"Police handle the case, please let me know if someone wants to come out! Is anyone?"

"Hey!"

Suddenly, the man who was talking was pulled.

"Look!"

The other party pointed his hand at the door.

The church gate has collapsed and the lintel has collapsed more than half.

It looked like it was destroyed by some huge impact, with the edges very unevenly, and something was wrong no matter how you look at it.

The two looked at each other, and their expressions became serious at the same time. They stopped talking at the same time and took out the blocking gun almost at the same time.

"clatter."

"clatter."

"clatter."

It was very quiet and dark inside, and the long aisle was circling up. The more you walked inside, the more you could feel a clear smell of fishy smell.

This is the smell of blood.

"Boss, the smell of blood..."

The man said to thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"Shh."

Thick eyebrows and big eyes made a gesture of silence, took out their cell phone and sent a text message.

——Cut—

The next day, at noon, the church was surrounded by surroundings. The police car flashed lights and surrounded the scene. A woman who could be considered qián                                                                                                            

"What's going on?" The middle-aged man also saluted her, looking a little haggard.

"You'd better see for yourself." The woman opened her mouth and tried to explain something, but she felt that it was not good to say it, so she turned sideways and made a "please" move to let the man in. She immediately followed behind and explained, "Last night, the police received feedback from the public that it was suspected that someone was fighting here and that he had used heavy weapons."

"But, there is no obvious huǒ   yào here."

"You said it's not caused by the firearm."

"Then what's going on?"

"The experts on the scene just showed it, and the saying was that the church was destroyed by external forces."

The woman shrugged and stood at the door and pointed inside to the broken wall on the right and the pillars that were mostly dyed red. "Did you see that?"

"Blood." said the man.

"In addition to blood, there is this."

The woman pointed to the ground, the man looked down with his hands behind his back, and suddenly frowned. He squatted down and picked up a red feather from the ground, "What's this?"

"What do you look like?"

"It seems to be the feathers of some kind of bird, right?"

"That's right."

The woman looked around, covered her mouth with her hands, and whispered, "What exactly is not sure about it now, but the people from the Bureau of Investigation have come, you know, what does it mean to be those people here."

"Have the Bureau of Investigation people come?"

"Just leaving."

The man put his feathers back and squatted on the ground without getting up. "Apart from the blood and feathers, what else is left on the scene?"

"Yes, but I don't recommend you to see it."

The woman said, smiling bitterly, "There are many wreckage here, all the bodies have been taken away by the people from the Bureau of Investigation. I want to pull them, but I can't stop them. You know, they are different from others."

"Can you meet a monster again?"

"The monsters are not the case, but there are already guys speculating."

"What do you think it will be?"

"Um…"

The woman paused slightly and whispered over, "Do you believe in angels?"

"What?"

"Angel."

“…”

The man had a weird expression, but he didn't say anything. He walked on the ground with his hands behind his back for a long time and asked her, "Who is the owner of this house?"

"A Chinese overseas has been abroad in recent years and rarely comes back. We are trying to contact him."

"Then, are there any guards here? "

"Yes, an old man, he doesn't remember anything now. When we found him, he had a stroke and had no way to communicate."

"Is there any other clue?"

"Um…"

The woman thought for a moment, "At the scene, the bodies of two people were found. Because of the strong impact, the bodies were broken into pieces and difficult to distinguish. According to the clues that have been found, the identities of the two deceased can be basically determined. One woman is named Zhongli, and the other is a man. Some people suspect that this man may be the guy named Chen Fan."

"Um?"
Chapter completed!