Two rows of benches, a statue of God, that's all there is in the church.
Could it be that the God of Death could lift a bench out of thin air or knock down a statue to attack them?
If you can do that, then you are not a god of death.
Or maybe a big car broke through the wall? A plane fell from the sky?
If that were the case, then they would never have the chance to come to church.
Stepping on the slippery carpet, Meng Nan and the other two walked carefully towards the church.
According to George, the location of the prayer room is just behind the statue of the Virgin in the church.
"Tick tock", "tick tock".
It suddenly started raining in the sky, and the rainwater hit the tiles on the roof of the church, making a very rhythmic knocking sound.
Then a drop of water slowly dripped from the roof of the church, falling on the head of the statue like beads.
The water slowly flowed down the statue's cheek and dripped to the ground, forming a small puddle.
The puddle is getting bigger and bigger, and more and more water is accumulated. It flows into the gaps in the floor tiles and flows in all directions along the gaps.
However, Meng Nan and the others couldn't see all this. The light in the church was too dim. What's more, it was raining now, and even the trace of moonlight had disappeared.
In the darkness, they could only vaguely see the outline of the statue.
"Crunch."
At this moment, the sound of the door shaft turning came from behind the statue.
"Yes, is it Meng Nan?" a familiar voice asked...
East, Mingde Temple.
The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the temple walls into Mingde Temple, making the already solemn temple even more solemn.
The smoke from the cooking pots rises, and the sound of the bells adds to the meaning of dust.
The bustle of people during the day has gradually subsided now, and the pilgrims are leaving the temple one after another, preparing to go home.
"Amitabha, benefactor Ji." A young monk came to Ji Chengming and said, "The abbot asked me to ask you if you are still resting in the east wing tonight."
"Yes." Ji Chengming nodded: "I'm disturbing your temple."
"The donor is very close to the Buddha, so it's not a bother." The young monk replied calmly: "Then the young monk will arrange for someone to deliver the food to the donor's room."
"Thank you." Ji Chengming clasped his hands together
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, saluted slightly.
After the young monk left, Ji Chengming went straight back to his room. When the food was delivered, he took a quick bite and went to bed to rest.
Tonight, he still has things to do.
In the church, Meng Nan and others heard George's voice, but their faces did not show happy expressions, but were full of doubts.
"George?" Chen Ruier called softly.
"Yes, it's me, come and save me!" George's voice sounded very urgent.
However, Meng Nan and the others not only did not speed up the pace, but stopped, they felt something was wrong.
If, if George was really trapped in the prayer room as he said, how could he get out now?
"Hurry up, please, hurry up and save me!" George shouted again: "Meng Nan, Xia Wenqing, Chen Ruier, please!"
But just as George finished shouting, Meng Nan and the other three turned around and walked out. This must be a trap!
"Hey!" At this moment, George's voice sounded again, but this time he regained his composure: "You really just left like that?"
"What else? Take the initiative to jump into the death design?" Meng Nan and the others did not stop at all, and were still moving carefully towards the outside world.
"Why, why do you doubt it?" George said doubtfully, "I shouldn't have exposed any flaws."
"How else do you want to expose your flaws?" Chen Ruier sneered: "Indeed, you pretended to be very good before, but you were too impatient and actually came out to urge us. Is it because if we are so cautious again?
Can't your trap kill us all?"
"Also, the phone call you gave me means you can guess that I am coming. Rui'er asked you, you can guess that Rui'er is coming. But why did you know that Lao Xia is also here?" Meng Nan added: "It's a mess here.
It's pitch black, there's not even moonlight, even if you can barely see that there are three of us, how can you be sure that the third person is Lao Xia?"
"So, you guys guessed it?" George sighed, he was indeed a little anxious just now.
After all, only if they die can he live.
"That's right." Meng Nan responded: "But I'm really curious, why did you trick us here?"
"Of course to let you die." George's voice suddenly changed its direction.
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, and then there was the sound of heavy objects being pushed around.
Meng Nan's expression changed. He didn't expect that George could move freely in this darkness.
Then Meng Nan suddenly encountered something, which turned out to be the benches on both sides.
Meng Nan reached out to stop Chen Ruier and Xia Wenqing, and cautiously retreated to the statue.
It was obvious that George had blocked the road ahead with benches.
If you want to leave, you need to carefully bypass these benches.
However, it was too dark inside the church at this moment. Apart from the statue, not even the door could be seen.
As you can imagine, there were countless traps laid out on both sides.
Moreover, if George locked the door, it would be even more dangerous.
Just as he was retreating, Xia Wenqing suddenly slipped, and then his whole body leaned back.
"Be careful!" Chen Ruier felt Xia Wenqing's change on the side and hurriedly reached out to grab it, but only grabbed Xia Wenqing's sleeve.
"Bang!" Xia Wenqing fell heavily to the ground.
At the same time, on the road outside the church, a car passed by at high speed and suddenly hit a stone, which fell directly onto the roof of the church.
"Bang!" The force of the stone was not great, but it deftly broke a tile.
Broken tile fragments fell from the roof, and the sharp tiles pierced Xia Wenqing's eyes.
However, Xia Wenqing still knew nothing about it!
Just when the tile was about to pierce Xia Wenqing's eyes, a pair of hands suddenly grabbed Xia Wenqing's shoulders and pulled him away.
"Snapped!"
The tile hit the ground against Xia Wenqing's cheek, leaving a bloody wound directly on Xia Wenqing's face.
Feeling the pain and warmth coming from his cheek, Xia Wenqing, who had just sat up, was slightly stunned, having no idea what had just happened.
"Be careful." Meng Nan said in a deep voice: "Since George dares to trick us here, this place is probably going to kill us!"
"But, why? Why did George want to help Death?" Chen Ruier said in confusion: "Why didn't Death kill him!"
"I don't know." Meng Nan said calmly: "But one thing, judging from George's reaction just now, as long as we are more careful, there is not a glimmer of hope!"
