Opening the car door, Dabena pushed open the mottled iron fence and shouted, "Is anyone there?" ”

The heavy door of the castle did not move, but a nun dressed in black stepped out of the shade behind it.

Dabena gasped when she saw her, and retreated in horror, even ready for battle.

Because this nun looked a little too horrible, like a terrible ghost of hell, with sunken eyes, and pale and shriveled skin, like a lump of air-dried fat, piled up unevenly on her face.

"Who are you looking for?"

The old nun asked tremblingly, Ye Fan showed a photo of the little girl, "Have you seen her?" ”

The nun shook her head and said nothing, her cloudy eyes embedded in the sunken sockets, and she watched the two of them faintly.

"It doesn't matter if you haven't seen it, let's pay homage to the God of Light."

Ye Fan put away the photo, and Da Beina immediately nodded, you can't come in vain, you must go in and take a look.

The nun still shook her head, "Let's go, there is no one here anymore, only me, an old woman." ”

Seeing that Dabena couldn't get in, she wanted to show her ID, but Ye Fan signaled her not to startle the snake, and then left the castle first.

As the car left, the old woman trembled and disappeared into the shade of the trees.

"Sir, we're leaving like this?"

Dabena was worried, Qin Liang must not have an accident, otherwise she would have no way to live.

Ye Fan motioned for her to stop, because the distance was far enough, and he was going to sneak into the castle to see what was going on.

"I'll go too!"

Dabena hurriedly got out of the car, Ye Fan shook his head; "Your strength is too weak, it's useless to follow."

"In case of an accidental discovery, I can take a picture of it as evidence."

Dabena seems to have other plans, and has a miniature camera ready.

Ye Fan weighed it again and again, grabbed her arm, and as the line unfolded, the two of them instantly appeared on the upper floor of the ancient castle.

The castle is about 30 meters high, and it is generally difficult to enter from the outside, and it has a basement.

Opening the ghost pupil and sweeping the inner layer, his eyes were blocked by the thick black qi, blurred.

This breath is the power of defiled faith.

Qin Lan said that the church also has the power of faith, it seems that this is the Black Holy See, but its power of faith and the faith of Kyushu are almost yin and yang, disgusting and ugly.

Since his eyes couldn't see through, Ye Fan unfolded the imperial character trick, opened a window behind the ancient castle, and took Dabena inside.

The gloomy utility room is filled with the smell of decay and mold, and there are a few old oil paintings on the wall, which are very abstract, a bit like the freehand style of Kyushu, and a group of black-clothed believers are kneeling on the ground to greet something.

These paintings made Ye Fan's pores stand up, and the needles were generally very uncomfortable.

"Sir, shall we split up?"

Dabena seemed to be very excited, Ye Fan frowned and said, "This place is very weird, aren't you afraid?" ”

"With you, what am I afraid of?"

Look at her charming eyes like silk, her courage comes from the invincible men around her.

"Follow me."

Ye Fan didn't dare to be too careless, the world has said that whoever dares to say that he is invincible will dare to be undefeated.

As a god, he didn't dare to say that he was invincible in the world, and Ye Fan didn't dare to be so fearless outside of Kyushu.

The two of them left the room and looked into a winding hallway, the doors were closed on either side, and there was no light at all, considering that it was only four o'clock in the afternoon, but it was like night.

Even if you open your eyes, you can only detect a range of about five meters, and you are very suppressed by the power of filthy faith.

Ghost eyes pierce through the door, and every room is eerie.

I don't know how many years no one has lived in it, and there are mottled black blood stains on the tattered iron bed, and it even feels like they are squirming.

Dabena took a camera to photograph the corridor, and suddenly shuddered, "Sir, look there." ”

Following the direction of her finger, there were two oil paintings on the wall ten meters away, one of which was extremely paradoxical, just like the old nun she had met before, staring at the two of them with weathered eyes as if they were alive.

The atmosphere was very uncomfortable.

In another painting, a nun kneeling on the ground with a lamp and praying facing the altar, which is covered with black distorted smoke.

The existence in the smoke should be the belief of the Black Holy See.

"It's disgusting, sir, let's go."

Dabena's goosebumps were popping up, and she always felt that the old nun's paintings were alive, and there was an urge to touch them.

Ye Fan didn't have so many taboos, he pressed the oil painting, Hera tore half of it, and only half of the nun's face was left, which was even more gloomy.

Dabena rubbed her shoulders and muttered, "I kind of regret coming in with you." ”

"Hmph, isn't that what you want?"

Ye Fan said coldly, and Dabena said confusedly: "What do you mean?" ”

"Didn't you invite me to come to Citus just to help you deal with the servants? Qin Liang's disappearance has something to do with you, right? ”

"Absolutely nothing! I swear! ”

Dabena shook her head like a rattle, and all she had been told was to take care of her guests.

Ye Fan glanced at her and didn't continue to ask.

Anyway, it is the wish of Teacher Tianxuanzi to strangle the demon servants, no matter what form they are in the world, they will not let go.

The two of them walked around the corridor and slowly descended the stairs, and the warrior's footsteps fell silently.

In a minute or so, it was time to get to the next floor.

You can see the lobby from here, but there are still many rooms on the second floor.

The eye swept again, and the situation in the room was not much different from the upper floor, with iron beds and bloodstains, and heavy dust.

Looking down at the hall condescendingly, the floor is a six-pointed star interlaced with black and white, and the idol in the depths hangs upside down, indescribably absurd.

"That's the statue of the God of Light, why did it turn upside down, when I came to investigate before, I was obviously coming over."

Dabena held her mobile phone and compared the information with the scene.

Ye Fan said coldly: "It's probably a ritual, and when no one is around, it naturally turns upside down, which means that they are members of the Black Holy See." ”

"This is ironclad evidence, and I want to shoot it."

Dabena picked up her phone and clicked, and when she finished filming, Ye Fan grabbed her hand and hid in the shadow of the stone pillar beam.

A buzz sounded.

The six-pointed star floor in the center of the hall swirled, revealing a dark passageway, and the gloomy old nun, carrying a lamp, walked out, the white edge of her black robe stained red with blood.

She seemed to notice something when she came out, inhaled in all directions, and slowly looked up.

Ye Fan covered Dabena's mouth and quickly hidden.

The old nun's almost withered face was too hideous, even more terrifying than the ghost nun in a horror movie, and this eerie aura pressed Dabena's heart, her eyes were quietly red, and her beautiful legs were shaking violently.

She couldn't bear the pressure of such dead silence, and she was about to collapse.

The Xuanlong Jue spread into her body, and she finally felt calm, and the gloomy gaze below seemed to disappear.