When Tan and Ying left and returned, Fu Qian had already left.
Her test has been completed, Tan Ying has also received her reward, and the money and goods have been fully settled. What happens next has nothing to do with her.
What was provided to Tan Ying was originally just an opportunity, and her resulting cognitive decisions depended on herself.
This is polite.
However, Fu Qian did not go home after leaving. Soon he found a hidden corner not far away and directly activated the mark on his wrist.
Although relaxing at home is relaxing, it is still a bit noisy.
However, industry is better than hard work and play is wasteful. Considering that the sky is getting bright, it’s time to start a business.
After entering the warehouse, Fu Qian immediately found the messenger mask and put it on his face.
As the scene progressed, he sat up from the bed on the second floor of the bookstore and turned on the lamp.
Um?
After completing this action, Fu Qian looked at his hands and then looked up out of the window.
The bright moon is high and the stars are twinkling, making it a night deeper than darkness.
There have been a lot of weird things lately!
Are the two worlds out of sync?
…
Or maybe it doesn't?
Whenever something happens, I try to explain it with extremely negative entropy answers. This problem needs to be cured.
Instead of looking for such exaggerated reasons, there are many more reasonable explanations!
Get out of bed expressionlessly.
I have just done similar work like hallucinations and dreams, so how could I be so easily fooled?
Fu Qian wandered downstairs with the squeaking of his feet.
The bookstore on the first floor was naturally empty, with only a few bookshelves standing in the shadows.
The bright moonlight shines obliquely on the ground through the doors and windows.
However, although the moonlight is like silver, it cannot give people the slightest sense of brightness.
The almost blinding light seemed like a different kind of darkness.
Such a vision did not seem too strange to Fu Qian.
He sat down directly behind the counter and took out a notebook.
This is the Abyss Note that he acquired before. When he activated the messenger just now, he took it with him.
After all, gossiping about other people's privacy is a good entertainment after being busy.
But at this moment, I didn't read the above content before paying. Instead, I turned directly to the latest blank page, picked up the pen next to it and wrote a sentence on it.
【It's night now】
It only takes a few seconds to finish writing a line of words, and the void disappears directly from the first word.
You see, isn’t this very convenient for verification?
He rubbed his chin before paying.
Then here comes the problem.
It is obviously not night, but the stars and the moon are intertwined. What is the reason for this abnormal behavior?
In fact, it is already very obvious.
I didn’t even bother to continue writing before I paid.
In view of his popularity, the probability that a transcendent person will find a venue for him to hold a pajama party is almost non-existent, so 90% of the time it is someone looking for trouble.
As expected, those who commit many unjust deeds will surely die - bah, thirty years to the east of the river and thirty to the west of the river!
The combination of dark night and full moon can easily remind people of a certain strange species.
It is said that vampires are especially active on full moon nights?
It seems that Brother Taylor misses him very much after he has been gone these days! He even installed surveillance cameras directly where he lives?
Of course, I am still not completely sure that it was Brother Taylor who did it. After all, until now, I have not sensed any life breath around me.
But it doesn't matter. In this situation, someone will come over soon.
With emotion, he put the notes away and stood up before paying.
In view of recent tests, the usability of this notebook is extremely high, so it is still impossible to return it.
When I walked to the door, the ground was empty, not even a letter.
I hope those vampires don't have a hobby of invading people's privacy.
Before paying, he stretched out his hand and tried to push open the door of the bookstore.
However, the moment the silver moonlight shone on his hand, his eyes narrowed.
On the back of his right hand, there was a strange-shaped mark unknowingly, as dark as ink.
It seems that it is more than just monitoring!
Looking at the black spots on his hands, Fu Qian quickly discovered another unusual place. The edge on one side of the spots turned out to be a very standard right angle.
After thinking for a moment, he realized where the right angle came from before paying - the sign on the door of the bookstore that was closed.
When his hand passed by just now, the latter's shadow actually remained on it.
At this moment, Fu Qian looked at the marks on his hands and could feel a strange coolness in them.
Of course, the price is that the movements of his right hand seem to be stuck in water, becoming slow and sluggish.
The key is that this is not the only shadow left on my hand.
Before paying, he quickly discovered the mottled leaf shape on the other hand.
There is a tree in front of the bookstore, blocking part of the moonlight. Is this the reason?
Things of very high rank are not even immune to the demigod physique.
At this moment, under the silver moon, the blackness of the spots is getting darker and darker, and it is still accumulating rapidly.
Feeling the growing sluggishness on his body, Fu Qian did not rush to violently crack it, but looked around curiously, while his mind was racing.
The probability of a person with such a high rank condescending to do something like squatting is not that high.
And since I came in, I haven't sensed the breath of any living person.
So to sum up, he has a possible conclusion - the thing that caused the strange appearance in front of him is most likely an extraordinary item.
A special, high-ranking extraordinary object, not a real person.
As expected of a thousand-year-old family, the accumulation is really rich!
While sighing, Fu Qian found that the number of black spots on his hands had doubled in an instant. The various shapes were intertwined in a very chaotic way, and they were even moving around as if they were faintly alive.
So is it really a trap?
This result is not surprising.
And he believed that after the prey entered the cage, someone would come soon.
But these nocturnal animals also think things too simply.
Just want to trap yourself in a mere cage?
How can a person with integrity be afraid of mere darkness?
Fu Qian snorted and snapped his fingers, as if he was about to transform.
"Let there be light!"
Before he finished speaking, a bright golden light shot up from his body.
With the brilliance that dispelled all the haze, the golden light tore through the black marks entrenched on the body and quickly spread in all directions.
About two seconds later, the golden light shattered and was drowned by the moonlight and shadow.
The forces of darkness are so terrifying!
The remnants of the law were broken in an instant. This was the first time I encountered this, and I sighed for a while.
The moment the remnants of the law were activated, he felt like fire on his skin, and two completely opposite forces collided and strangled him head-on.
And there is no doubt that the residue was beaten into slag.
But that doesn't mean there are no gains.
Fu Qian looked up at the moon in the sky.
The so-called colleagues are enemies, judging from the direct and irreconcilable conflict just now.
Could it be that this thing that traps me is also some kind of law?
And the source of this law may be far beyond the demigod level.
This chapter has been completed!