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Chapter 492 Golden Cup

 Really good!

I was very satisfied with this result before I paid.

According to the characteristics of the Abyss Notes, this sentence disappeared quickly, indicating that the things that caused the abnormality in this place were not taken away.

This is definitely good news, it means that my trip was not in vain.

Of course, the current problem is that it is clearly here, but I can't see it, and I can't feel any trace of it.

It was hidden in an incomprehensible way.

It's amazing, but it doesn't matter, as long as it's still there.

He placed his hand on the black stone wall in front of him and followed one of the patterns with his fingertips.

This place is not big, it looks like an empty underground space.

The diggers found the target, but instead of taking it away, they hid it here.

Not only cannot it be observed, but it cannot even feel any spillover effects.

It is unclear why this was done, but this method undoubtedly involves extraordinary power.

And to be able to deceive demigods to this extent, his rank is probably not low.

Fu Qian walked around while thinking.

Of course there are ways.

Ding ding!

After walking around in a circle, Fu Qian took out a transparent rattle without hesitation.

In the crisp ringtone, the eternal clear thoughts are activated, and the extraordinary retreats.

And at the next moment, Fu Qian noticed that the scene in his eyes had changed.

On the black stone slab at his feet, in the center of a twisted pattern, a cup appeared out of thin air.

The cup has a strange shape, about the size of a palm, and shines with gold.

What is impressive is the different patterns on the top and the surroundings, like countless vortices intertwined together.

It was just a glimpse, and soon the cup disappeared from sight again.

The rank is indeed high, and the affected time is even shorter than that of a pregnant angel in a special state.

Fu Qian stared at the place where the cup disappeared, and his finger on the trigger finally did not press it.

Although the time just now was short, there was still a chance to make a move.

And even if the extraordinary effect on the bullet doesn't work, the kinetic energy of the bullet alone is still more than enough to knock over the cup.

The reason why I did not choose to take action was that I was not sure what was hidden here. If I took action rashly, the consequences would probably be difficult to deal with.

If it is the same as the Abyss Fog in the Corruption Forest, and there is no corresponding means to restrain it, then the people of Loris City will probably suffer.

On the other hand, the shape of the cup made Fu Qian feel a little bit familiar.

Close your eyes and carefully recall the outline of the cup before paying.

He soon recalled where he had seen something similar - a monastery.

The ancient building was decorated with various carvings, many of which were difficult to identify.

Fu Qian vaguely remembered that he had seen this outline on it more than once.

So it really isn’t a serious monastery?

Fu Qian rubbed his chin, saying that there was probably a reason why Youl chose to hide there. He might know more than he thought.

It seems that I need to go there and take a look.



After making up my mind, I didn’t waste any time before paying and went back along the original route.

After putting the torn floor back into place, not surprisingly, I found that the staff member was still there.

However, this person's focus was obviously not here, but he was looking very intently ahead.

He was completely indifferent to what he had done before.

Such enviable concentration.

Before leaving, I deliberately passed by this person to confirm what it was that fascinated him so much.

The next moment he paid the bill, he discovered that there was an oil painting hanging in the direction he was facing.

This... looks a bit familiar!

Before paying, he glanced at the plump human body on the oil painting.

If I remember correctly, this staff member once introduced to himself that this painting is the museum’s treasure.

Of course, before he finished speaking, the painting was torn into pieces by himself.

This is at?

While thinking about it, Fu Qian found that the staff member actually started to move, groping up and down with his arms stiffly.

At first glance, it looks inexplicably wretched.

He probably wasn't obsessed with body art, so he shook his head before paying.

After all, as an ordinary person, Fu Qian didn't think he could see many details in the dark.

Is he groping for the glass?

What to realize before paying the next moment.

The movement of this person's hand seems to be to confirm whether the glass is intact.

Because his actions in previous missions left a strong shadow on him?

I guessed a possibility before paying.

Sure enough, after a lot of torture, these people seemed to have Bernard syndrome and it was difficult to distinguish reality.

After sighing with emotion, as the creator of the shadow, Fu Qian was very particular about not disturbing this person again, but left quickly.



Compared with the memory, the monastery is exactly the same.

Standing in the darkness, Fu Qian looked up at the building in front of him.

Soon, he found a familiar outline among the complicated carvings.

Sure enough, the pattern of the cup was cleverly hidden inside, and it was in the center.

After confirming that his memory was correct, he headed straight ahead along the familiar route.

His destination was simple, that was where Yule lived under the pseudonym Nivalis.

After seeing this guy off to the west last time, I still didn't have time to clean up the loot.

Today's monastery is more bohemian than in the past.

It seems that the monks in the perception are not exempt from the vulgarity. They are more or less affected by the nightmare, and their emotions are not as stable as usual. Some even sang loudly, which can be said to be quite lively.

While walking silently through the darkness, almost approaching the destination, Fu Qian suddenly noticed a familiar scent.

Why is this person here?

After realizing who it was, Fu Qian slowed down and finally stopped in front of an ajar door.

Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand and pushed it away.

In the direction of the narrow window, a familiar figure was standing there, looking away at the boundless darkness.

The sound of Fu Qian pushing the door undoubtedly attracted her attention, and the next moment he turned around.

"Hello, Dr. Kelly."

That's right, the aura that made Fu Qian feel familiar was not the resurrection of Nevalis or Loretta, but the psychiatrist Kelly.

Under this doubtful gaze, he stepped forward with a smile and said hello calmly.

"Who are you……"

Kelly's face was obviously unfamiliar to her, and her brows furrowed even more for a moment.

"I have consulted you on some psychological issues before."

Before paying, his expression remained unchanged and he explained with a smile.

"Really? Sorry, it seems I forgot. My memory is not very good recently."

After listening to Fu Qian's explanation, Kelly nodded slightly and seemed to accept his statement easily.

Not only that, he even sighed and apologized proactively.

"I used to never forget my patients, but unfortunately...there have been too many of them recently."


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