After not seeing Cang Yue come back for a long time, Allen stood in front of the window, looking at the empty corridor, feeling a little disappointed. It seemed like he should go find her.
So Alan put on his coat, took his still intact hand, and left the room.
Walking in the intricate corridors, Allen turned a few corners and became a little confused. He stopped, raised his hand to touch his head, and looked around. It was strange. There was no one there today, not even a nun.
, because the church was too big, so he got lost.
"Forget it, let's find someone to lead the way." Thinking of this, Allen walked forward and looked around for people.
After walking for a long time, Allen found himself walking into a garden. Suddenly a figure flashed in front of his eyes. Dingqing looked at it and saw that it was the back of Father Bruce. Allen was immediately overjoyed. As if he had found a rescuer, he quickly chased after him.
.
After chasing him to the end, when Allen was about to call him, he found the young priest standing in front of a wall with nothing. He stretched out his hand and twisted the flowerpot on the side. Suddenly, a crack opened in the wall, and then slowly
Slowly opening it, Bruce walked in. After closing the invisible door, Allen's mind suddenly went blank. What's going on? Why is Father Bruce so mysterious today?
Allen was always a curious person, so he forgot about his plan to find Cang Yue and went up to find out.
Following Bruce's actions just now, the invisible door in front of him opened again. As soon as he walked into the door, a strange smell made Alan feel a little evil.
But this couldn't stop his curiosity, so he gathered his courage and strode inside.
With a crash, the door behind him was closed.
Allen opened his eyes and looked around. With the faint candlelight hanging on the surrounding walls, he could see clearly that this was a secret room. The cold air was mixed with the sour and rotten smell, which made Allen's stomach feel dizzy.
There was a surge.
He covered his nose with his hand and walked deeper.
"What are you doing? If these goods are not sent out, those buyers will be in a hurry." A strange voice came from inside, with impatient anxiety.
"Why are you so anxious? How can we get these goods out if the government is so tight now?" That was Bruce's voice, which was different from usual. There was impatience and reproach in his tone for his impatience.
Allen was extremely puzzled as to who Father Bruce was talking to, so he walked up lightly, squatted behind a stone step, stuck his head out, and looked forward.
I saw Bruce standing with a bald, oily-faced man with big ears. He was dressed in rich clothes and looked like he should be a noble. There were several people standing behind them who also looked like nobles.
"I don't care, you have to find a way to deliver these goods anyway." Another noble had lost patience.
What are they talking about?? Allen was extremely confused. He inadvertently moved his eyes and looked at the 'goods' they called. They were bags of bulging sacks, wrapped tightly and could not be seen clearly.
There was something inside, but it was abandoned in a corner and didn't look like merchandise.
"Bruce, I heard that a great beauty lived in your church recently." A younger nobleman smiled maliciously.
Cang Yue? Allen was shocked.
"What, are you interested in her?" Bruce raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Do you want to hide your beauty in the golden house?" The young man narrowed his eyes dangerously.
"Okay! You two, don't break your friendship over a woman. I'll give you a few gifts when the time comes!" A tall noble impatiently interrupted the intoxicating atmosphere.
The young noble snorted disdainfully, but Bruce said nothing. They had never seen the girl before, so naturally they could say it so lightly. Of course, he would not let them have the chance to see her!
Looking at their busy backs, Allen's eyes widened in disbelief. His intuition told him that this Father Bruce was not a good person. Moreover, after hearing their conversation just now, it seemed that he wanted to be detrimental to Cang Yue. No, he wanted to
Go back and tell Cang Yue to leave here immediately.
Allen slowly backed away, and when he was about to turn around, a cold light flashed across his eyes, his throat went cold, and a sweet smell sprayed out of his mouth and nose.
Allen opened his eyes wide, as if he hadn't woken up from what just happened, and fell down.
The sound of movement in the distance made Bruce and the others immediately alert.
"Who is there? Come out!"
"It's me." A man walked out slowly, dragging Allen, who was covered in blood, in his hand. He threw him in front of them, "A rat came in."
Bruce and the others looked down at the intruder, shocked.
"It's you!" Bruce quickly recognized Allen who was lying on the ground.
Allen, who fell heavily to the ground, felt that his whole body was in terrible pain. His throat was blocked by the blood, and he could not speak. He looked at Bruce in front of him, his eyes gradually dimmed, and he glared angrily, as if he wanted to kill this man forever.
Engraved in the pupils.
He can't die because Cang Yue... is in danger...
Seeing him with unwilling eyes and still struggling to his death, Bruce suddenly thought of something and smiled, with a chill in the corner of his mouth.
"Aren't we still short of something? There's a ready-made one right in front of us..."
Allen no longer had the strength to resist, and watched helplessly as Bruce raised the bloody sword and plunged it into his heart...
"Alan."
Cang Yue, who rushed back, quickly opened the door, and all she saw was the white curtains in the room blowing in the wind, but there was no one there.