The Late Night Train

Chapter 222: Looking back from the abyss (220) Apostle

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Jiang Cheng was already beside him, but he didn't expect that Xu Dingjia would come so suddenly and even go to ask for help.

"Don't move!" Xu Dingjia suddenly shouted, "He seems to have found something?"

When the dust dispersed, Jiang Cheng saw Xu Dingjia, covered in dust, lying on the ground with his eyes fixed in one direction. After the bookshelf collapsed, the wall behind it was revealed, and there was a line of dark red characters written on the wall. The font was messy, as if it had been written in a panic, but no one could clearly identify the content.

"The moon is approaching! Grace pervades all things, illuminated by the flames of the spirit, east of the wings of thousands of beasts, flesh and blood will eventually become feathers! The ultimate of life! The dawn of the last month!"

Li Feng noticed the changes there, stared at the line of words, and said solemnly: "That was written in blood! Is that what Liang Fan wanted to tell them?"

"Eclosion? The ultimate life?" Xu Dingjia murmured, his voice showing a bit of fear, "He remembered, that sentence comes from "Secrets of the Ancients". Is it the prayer of the ancient gods' dependents, and is the god they worship... Spirit fire, beast wings... are not the gods of emergence! Is that ceremony really... Then, is Lu Fuyuan... the apostle of the ancient god? "

"What is the purpose of Liang Fan Liudong's words?" Jiang Cheng looked at Xu Dingjia, completely unable to understand why the other party was so frightened.

"He will tell those who come after him that they will face the most terrifying enemy in human history!" Xu Dingjia muttered to himself, his body shaking uncontrollably.

Just when everyone was puzzled by the word "wall in blood", there began to be a slight noise in the room, as if something had cracked.

"What's the sound?" Jiang Cheng looked around alertly.

Xu Dingjia was unmoved, seemingly immersed in that incomprehensible fear.

There were more and more noises like that, and the sound gradually became louder. Jiang Cheng noticed that something seemed to have been touched after the bookshelf collapsed. A crack suddenly appeared in the crimson text, as if a huge crack streaked across the cracked ground, and then stretched and spread toward the ceiling.

"What's that?" Looking at the crack, Jiang Cheng suddenly felt a cold feeling in his heart, as if his heart had been placed in an ice cave, giving rise to a very uncomfortable feeling.

The entire ceiling was filled with cracks and was expanding outwards. Dust was falling, and the entire space seemed to be shrouded in gray mist.

"Run!" Li Feng came to his senses and shouted, "The ceiling is collapsing!"

Jiang Cheng raised his feet to run away, but saw Xu Dingjia standing there stupidly, and immediately gave the wrong person a big mouth without hesitation, beating him to wake up.

Without Jiang Cheng's explanation, Xu Dingjia also realized that this was a critical moment. The two of them ran out simultaneously without any hesitation.

The three of them fled in a panic, trying to get out of the door.

Jiang Cheng suddenly felt a warning sign, his body suddenly twitched uncontrollably, his feet seemed to have been tripped, and he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"Xu Dingjia, what am I doing!" Jiang Cheng wanted to curse loudly, but found that the wrong person had just arrived at his side.

"Why did I suddenly fall?" Xu Dingjia asked, but heard a loud noise above his head.

Jiang Cheng raised his head and found that a piece of ceiling had fallen in front of him. If he had not fallen down for no reason, the ceiling would have fallen on him.

"My boy is very lucky." Xu Dingjia sighed as he helped Jiang Cheng up and led him to escape again.

In the past, when the first person stepped out of the door, there was a loud bang outside, and gray dust mixed with burnt black powder filled the entire room. Although the three people survived, they were all in a very miserable state.

"Then... what happened?" Jiang Cheng looked at everything in front of him, as if he was in a dream.

Xu Dingjia looked at the ruined house, then glanced at Jiangcheng, and said, "Do you remember what he once said to me?"

"I said... he would be very unlucky in that city?" Jiang Cheng recalled, suddenly feeling fearful, and asked, "Could it be that all of that was because of him?"

Xu Dingjia frowned, "The reason is very complicated. It has something to do with me and that thing!"

"What are we talking about?" Li Feng was confused and had to ask.

Xu Dingjia sighed and said, "Hey, there are no other clues there, he can be sure!" "

Before Li Feng and Jiang Cheng could react, Jiang Cheng walked to the east building alone.

It was very quiet outside the car, and the three of them seemed to have not recovered from the shock just now. Although there was no substantial progress that time, what impressed them most was probably Ding Jia's remarks about the ancient gods.

Xu Dingjia quietly observed Li Feng and Jiang Cheng. He knew that he should not be anxious now, because he would have to wait for them to accept everything before he could truly start to resist Lu Fuyuan. If it goes as he expected, then Lu Fuyuan will make a terrible mistake. No matter whether his partner is resurrected or not, Lu Fuyuan or something else, the identity behind that name is the reason for fear - the Apostle of the Ancient God!

Xu Dingjia looked calmly into the distance. The sky, which seemed to have been clouded since ancient times, looked cold and gray.

Jiang Cheng's voice suddenly came from beside him, "Be careful! Someone is following them!"

"Come so fast?" Xu Dingjia felt that his heart was beating very fast.

Chu Xueying originally thought that darkness was just darkness, as pure as ink, covering up all the truth that could not be illuminated by the sun. But when she calmly faced the darkness, she discovered that the darkness was also quietly changing. That kind of change is very strange and cannot be described in words. But no, Chu Xueying was sure that she could feel it, and whether that feeling was real.

At this time, Chu Xueying was standing in the ever-changing darkness.

There was no light, but she knew that she was there, surrounded by darkness.

Chu Xueying was very awake, not even sober when she was awake.

To prove that, she knew she was in a dream.

Perhaps it started from the nightmare many days ago, Chu Xueying suddenly discovered that she had a special ability, and she could stay awake in her dreams. Moreover, in that seemingly bizarre dream, she discovered something, something related to the death of Aunt Chu Yan.

Now Chu Yan has learned whether her aunt really died at the hands of others and was not a simple suicide. That proves whether that dream is real.

And after that nightmare, she saw something more. Those things were extremely confusing, but out of an inexplicable feeling, she believed that the truth of the case was hidden in it all.

Therefore, Chu Xueying did not show as much enthusiasm as she should when everyone was studying the case. In fact, she hoped to have a quiet environment so that she could detect clues in her dreams that they could not see.

A slight pain began to occur in my brain, as if a very thin needle had been inserted into it. Almost at the same time, the copper surfaces of each magazine began to emerge in the darkness, as if they were changing according to the changing laws of the darkness.

Chu Xueying looked at those pictures, if it could be described as "looking". Moreover, she was not sure that those pictures could be called "pictures". There were scenes like "impressions" in her mind. She couldn't tell the colors in the painting, but she could have some connection with the characters in the painting.

Chu Xueying would not waste energy describing that feeling, because she knew it would be in vain, and would even drive herself crazy because of it.

The idea of helping Chu Yan's revenge became the dominant factor in her consciousness, successfully covering up all kinds of unexplainable details and leading her towards her original goal.