[There is a brightly lit villa on the outskirts of a remote town.
A woman in a black robe stood in the hall of the villa, her smile was as gentle and kind as ever.
"All believers, the devil has blocked us, but God will always escort us."
She gently raised a necklace in her hand.
Although there were still scars on her wrists from the last disaster, the fanaticism in her eyes was no less than that of anyone in the audience.
"God bless us."
Everyone in the audience also bowed their heads devoutly and began to pray.
As they prayed, the halo on the necklace became darker and darker, flashing a strange color that was almost black.
This ray of light dispelled the invisible black air lingering around their bodies for them, and it also made them feel refreshed instantly.
Such rituals can help them rid themselves of the demon that haunts their nightmares.
Outside the villa, a figure walked to the door of the villa with a ferocious smile on his face.
Jie Jie Jie—I am waiting for your god to save you.
The figure cast a bitter glance at the woman in the hall, and then disappeared into the air.
Although the fire of hell can burn all evil, it cannot harm the devil itself, only fear will entangle them for eternity.
As the fear spreads, his power will grow stronger.
He looks forward to the day of judgment.]
— from "Nightmare"
Zhou Yu held his breath and hid behind the bushes, listening to the conversation between Eugene and the so-called archbishop in the car.
"My son? This—"
Eugene thought of that bastard who behaved strangely, and for a while he dared not agree.
That little bastard has become so creepy recently that he doesn't want to provoke him anymore.
The person in the car smiled and said, "Of course, it's not about doing any bad things. It's just that the sect needs to hold a ceremony recently and needs your son to do something as the holy son."
"After it's done, you'll get enough blessings from the gods for ten years."
"You see, God loves the world."
This gentle female voice was very deceptive, coupled with the attraction of interests, Eugene agreed almost without hesitation: "Okay! I'm going to call that little bastard—I mean, call my son come over!"
"Don't be in a hurry, just go to the villa on the outskirts of the city before tomorrow night."
Eugene naturally agreed, while Zhou Yu frowned.
A villa on the outskirts of the city
That murderous house that is said to have had countless murders
There are few luxurious buildings in this closed and remote town.
And the villa on the outskirts of the city was one of them, so Zhou Yu could instantly know the specific location they were talking about—the single-family villa that the residents of the small town kept secret.
Soon, the black car drove away, and Eugene couldn't wait to open the bag and smoked, then sat on the side of the street and fell asleep.
Zhou Yu came out from the dark and gave Youjin a cold look.
Eugene was already immersed in hallucinations, completely unaware of Zhou Yu's arrival.
Zhou Yu also ignored him and continued walking towards his destination.
This town is not very big, but it is not easy to walk to the place in just ten minutes.
It's not that I haven't thought about taking a taxi or something, but unfortunately due to the weather, no car is willing to stop at all.
So Zhou Yu walked in the rain for more than half an hour before finally arriving at the old church.
Pushing open the tall rusted iron gate, Zhou Yu saw clumps of roses by the roadside at first sight.
The bright red rose petals are stained with a few drops of water, adding a bit of tenderness and beauty.
Zhou Yu couldn't help walking to the rose bush, looking at the rose bush in full bloom, his deep and beautiful green eyes flashed with emotion.
beautiful flowers.
But he only hoped that there were no bones under the flowers.
I just hope his Maurice is still alive and well.
Gently caressing the roses, Zhou Yu blinked his rain-washed eyes, and looked towards the main entrance of the church not far away.
He admitted that he was a little afraid to go in — because he was afraid he would get an answer he didn't want.
It rained harder and harder.
This lawn path also became muddy, and Zhou Yu could even feel that every step was a bit strenuous, as if he was about to sink into it.
But soon, Zhou Yu felt relieved, as if someone was supporting him.
"Maurice, Maurice..." You are alive, you must be alive.
Zhou Yu was in a daze, not aware of anything wrong around him, so he just walked to the door of the church.
Walking into the church, Zhou Yu first saw the huge statue of the God of Light in the center of the hall—the exterior has been damaged a lot, but it can still be recognized with the iconic huge wings and cross.
The black-haired boy with a dazed expression looked up at the statue, and a picture flashed in front of his eyes.
[The blond boy was pulled up, his eyes were full of anger, while the woman in black robe in front of him stroked his cheek with a strange smile.]
Zhou Yu suppressed the sobs in his throat and walked under the statue.
[A small knife cut open the boy's wrist, and a steady stream of blood dripped onto a black iron necklace, and as the blood flowed, the necklace gradually revealed a strange brilliance.]
[Someone opened a button under the statue, and a secret door opened—the boy was tied to the altar inside the secret door.]
Zhou Yu's long eyelashes trembled, he took a deep breath, and walked towards the base of the statue.
He fumbled a few times on the base of the statue, and sure enough, he found a button.
Click—
The wall on the right side of the hall was turned inwards, revealing the darkness behind.
[Flame, countless flames covered the young man's body, but he was trembling uncontrollably, without a single scream.]
[The flames from hell brewed in the eyes of the blond boy, igniting everything in his eyes.]
[Ahh—the believers under the altar were infected with this inextinguishable flame, and the screams resounded through the entire underground hall.]
Zhou Yu walked towards the secret door with a pale face.
His footsteps were steady, but his shoulders trembled a little, as if he was suppressing some intense emotion.
"do not go."
Zhou Yu was pulled by the hand and stopped for a moment.
who is it
Zhou Yu felt that the hands holding him were rough, even a little uneven.
Just a moment of contact can feel the presence of those scars.
Zhou Yu felt a pain in his heart, and his suppressed crying instantly revealed a trace of choking.
"Maurice?"
Zhou Yu's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing the people behind him, turning all this into a fantasy.
"It's not pretty inside, don't go."
A warm body leaned over and hugged Zhou Yu's trembling body.
"you are still alive… "
Zhou Yu wanted to say many things, but in the end he only said this one sentence.
He wanted to turn his head to look at his friend Morris, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, but Morris held him tightly in his arms.
"I'd like to see you."
Zhou Yu blinked those emerald eyes, trying to cover up the moisture inside.
The next moment, a hand covered Zhou Yu's eyes.
Zhou Yu only had time to see the scars all over his palm.
Maurice rested his head on the shoulder of his beloved friend, put away his hoarse voice, and restored the melodiousness of the past.
"I miss you very much." Instead of responding to Zhou Yu's request, he talked about his missing.
"me too."
Zhou Yushun sighed helplessly, only tears fell down uncontrollably, soaking Morris's palm.
Maurice, who was behind him, tightened his arms slightly, comforting the boy in his arms.
"I want to see your injury, we are best friends - I will help you." Zhou Yu tried his best to soften his voice instead of crying hoarsely.
Maurice's blue eyes were obscure.
How could such an ugly man be qualified to be Zhou Yu's friend
His friend, obviously deserves the best.
"Don't go to that villa tomorrow, everything is up to me."
"Those guys hurt you, right?" Zhou Yu reached out and grabbed the palm covering his eyes.
Those broad palms were no longer white and smooth as before.
Maurice's palm trembled, but in the end he didn't take it back.
"Don't worry, they'll get what they deserve." At that point, I'll be back to my old self.
We'll be best friends again, forever.
"You haven't taken revenge for so long, is it because they have something hindering you?" Zhou Yu thought of the black iron necklace in the picture, and analyzed rationally.
"Let me help you, I don't want you to be hurt."
"They don't have that kind of power, they can only temporarily block the erosion of my power."
"I've figured it out," Maurice whispered softly.
He really wants to be with his Zhou Yu forever, but not yet.
His enemy is still alive, and everything about him has not been restored to its original state.
Zhou Yu frowned, and wanted to say something, but Morris behind him gently kissed him on the cheek.
"Goodbye, Zhou Yu."
Maurice's voice dissipated in the huge church hall.
Zhou Yu could only feel his eyes light up, and the palm that blocked his vision was gone.
The black-haired and green-eyed boy turned around abruptly, but only saw the empty church hall.
Rows of neatly decayed chairs still stood silently in the hall.
"Morris! You!" Zhou Yu's originally pale face became a little more bloody because of anger.
How did he not realize that Maurice was such an arrogant guy.
Just left without saying anything clearly... You bastard!
Zhou Yu complained in his heart, but there were still a few strands of tears on his face that he couldn't hide.
In any case, Maurice still exists in this world.
This is, the best news.