"This is my home."

Arya turned around and turned to a pointed house with a yard covered with flower vines, and reached out to push the door open.

"Mom and Dad~ I'm back!"

No one responded, but she calmly pulled Yi Mian into the room. Most of the furniture in the room was covered with dust, and the metal tableware on the table was stained with rust, as if it hadn't been touched for a long time.

Walking all the way to the bedroom, Yi Mian couldn't tell that there were any traces of three people's lives here.

The bedroom was much cleaner, there were indeed two things on the bed, but they definitely weren't "human".

Arya threw herself on the two strangely shaped black statues and rubbed her head: "Mom, this is the priest, you have seen it before."

The statue she called "Mom" was motionless, and she could feel its cold hardness without touching it. Yi Mian had no doubt that this thing was made by the same manufacturer as the church's god.

"Yes, I also think he is handsome."

"The blessing day failed...but it wasn't his fault."

The girl kept talking to herself, or was talking to something invisible, answering questions with an extremely natural expression.

"correct!"

She loosened the bottle she was holding in her hand, and carefully poured out some liquid and sprinkled it on the statue.

The water drops on the black surface, smashing it into several small pits like a corrosive agent, and at the same time, there is a sound of "Zi la Zi la".

"Mother?!"

Arya's complexion suddenly changed, and she hurriedly wiped off the liquid remaining on the statue with her hands, but when she touched the holy water, she shrank back instantly as if she had been scalded.

"What... what's going on?!"

The girl's eyes widened in confusion, her hand holding the bottle trembled slightly.

There was a knock on the door outside, it was Zhao Mo calling him loudly.

"Oops! Yimian! Come out!!"

"They are here to arrest people! Run!!"

Upon hearing this, Yi Mian immediately gave up observing Arya's statue "Parents", strode over and kicked open the door: "Let's go!"

Before they had time to explain, the three of them were surrounded by groups as soon as they ran out of the courtyard of Arya's house.

The residents of the town came faster than they expected. The leading old bishop, with white hair and beard, was as fast as the middle-aged men next to him. He elongated his voice, expressing extreme regret in his words:

"I'm sorry, even if you are as great and tolerant as the God of Yiwei, you really can't tolerate outsiders like you who are acting recklessly."

"I decided to teach you a little lesson."

He looked at Yi Mian again: "And you, priest, as a clergyman, you actually forged holy water! It's extremely disrespectful to the gods!"

Zhao Mo covered his mouth and whispered: "A woman took a bottle and poured it directly into her mouth, and it fell down! I don't know if she died or not. But it is definitely full of ordinary water, and I can drink it by myself!"

Zhou Fen said: "Is it the problem of the bottle? That house is indeed the site of another church."

Yi Mian also told them about Arya's "parents" being corrupted by the holy water: "The holy water in the new bottle is harmful to the believers, but it's not sure how powerful it is."

Zhao Mo said angrily: "So the two churches are against each other? If I knew it earlier, I would decorate it better! Splash one of them in the face."

Javier saw that they were still whispering, and said loudly: "Without any repentance, you need to be locked up and sober!"

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, and several residents who followed him stepped up to catch him.

The three quickly retreated and dispersed to avoid the attack.

Fighting should be regarded as a common occurrence in escape games. If you get beaten a lot, you can always learn one move or two. Even Zhou Fen, who looks like a professional white-collar among them, flexibly dodges back and forth in the crowd without giving any attention to the disciples. Take her chance.

Yi Mian leaned low to avoid the oncoming fist, elbowed the other side of the siege, flipped the other side to the ground, the man fell to the ground and tried to clamp his legs, but he jumped up and dodged, knocked Passed out in the nape of the neck.

After the second game, he often practiced his fighting skills consciously, and asked Wu Hewen to guide him a few times during his spare time in World No. [-]. Coupled with his special body, few ordinary people could beat him.

Zhao Mo is obviously also very experienced. He fought back and forth with several people, kicking one down from time to time, and he was unscathed.

Although they were small in number, they quickly gained the upper hand.

When Javier saw that the believers couldn't catch the three of them, they were still in a panic, and they were about to escape, so he hit the ground with his scepter a few times, and shouted to Zhao Mo in a low voice: "Don't you want to save your friend? ?”

Zhao Mo was stunned for a moment, then hesitated, "What friend?"

Javier didn't expect him to understand, and said directly to the black-haired young man, "Priest, I know you have noticed it, but it seems that the two of them don't know it yet? Your relationship is not as good as it seems."

"It doesn't matter, strangers are strangers after all, it's understandable that you didn't tell them."

The old bishop had a gloomy smile on his face, and his eyes turned back and forth on the three of them, "Why don't you make a decision now, do you want to help them find their missing friends?"

"Wait a minute, what do you mean?"

Zhao Mo threw off the last believer and ran to Yi Mian, "Is there any clue you didn't tell us?"

Yi Mian was silent for a moment, then nodded.

Accustomed to fighting alone, unless necessary, he always solves problems and completes tasks by himself, not to mention that at the beginning he suspected that the game set up different tasks for his teammates to target him.

"you……"

Zhao Mo seemed to want to say something but couldn't say it, and looked at him with a frown.

The old bishop: "Okay boy, have you made a decision? If you want to leave now, I won't stop you."

Yi Mian could only briefly describe the speculation about the disappearing teammates to the two of them. Zhao Mo couldn't wait to say after half listening: "Of course we have to save people!"

"This old man has said so, he must still be alive."

Yi Mian looked at him, the other's eyes widened slightly, and his tone was taken for granted.

This is the difference between himself and many others. He claims that he is not a cold-blooded person, and he is willing to help others in an emergency, but only when he is safe.

Rational analysis told him that the answer to the game this time has already been revealed, and now he should think about his mission and strive to clear the level as soon as possible, instead of jumping into an obvious trap for the sake of a few teammates he doesn't know.

Zhou Fen agreed: "I also think, since we know it, we should save it."

The old bishop turned around and said meaningfully: "Really? It's such a touching friendship, then come over here."

Yi Mian stood on the spot, watching the two teammates take several steps forward, and finally followed.

Javier walked into the church, opened the door in the side wall, and let them in.

This is a place where believers who have made mistakes confess. It is divided into pieces by wooden partitions, and only benches and prayer rugs are provided. Yi Mian has been in town for so long, and has never seen anyone locked in.

"Okay, let's confess your mistakes to the great Yiwei God first."

The old man was about to close the door after he finished speaking.

"Wait!" Zhao Mo rushed forward, shaking the wooden window on the door, "You still haven't said where our teammates are?"

Javier stopped locking the lock, and his expression returned to hypocritical kindness: "Oh, yes, your friends, their lives are indeed not in danger."

"But sorry, I can't do anything about it, only the great gods know where they are."

The young man said angrily, "You lied to us?!"

"This is not a lie." Javier slowly took out a large lock and hung it on the door, "I have already told you the method, I hope you find them as soon as possible."

The three of them could only hear the sound of the lock being locked outside, and the sound of footsteps going away.

"Damn, he didn't say a word of truth!"

Zhao Mo lowered his head, sat down on the bench, and said in a sullen tone, "We could have escaped!"

Zhou Fen comforted: "The whole town is within the scope of the church. We haven't cleared the customs, and we can't run out. At least we know new clues now."

Mentioning the new clue, Zhao Mo looked at Yi Mian again, and opened his mouth: "You...forget it, I don't seem to be qualified to talk about you now."

"You were probably right not to tell me about it."

"I don't think—"

Yi Mian shook her head, stood up in the middle of her sentence, went to the corner directly opposite and rubbed her hands on the wall a few times.

"There are also engravings here." He looked over carefully, and wiped off the dust along the engravings, "...another church member was imprisoned here before."

The two leaned over to identify the handwriting of different shades on the wood.

"It is absolutely impossible for me to believe in this strange god!"

"There are more and more people who change their faith. We pray at night that the God of Light will not abandon the town."

"Their idols are getting bigger!"

"The bishop has also changed... No, how many more days do I have to confess here?"

The last sentence is not coherent with the others, and is inscribed on the side alone obliquely.

"It's changed, everything has changed, I don't want to go out, I'd rather die here."

"So... at first there were conversions."

Zhou Fen compared the shape of a god statue with his hand, and concluded, "It uses evil power to control the town, trying to change people of other sects. The more beliefs it gets, the stronger it becomes, just like a snowball?"

Zhao Mo: "I understand! The original residents are all believers in the Illuminati, and the mission is to let us rescue the people of the normal church from the cult!"

Zhou Fen bit her lip and asked cautiously: "Is there any living people in their church? Aren't they all buried under...?"

Yi Mian reminded: "Javier said that our teammates are still alive."

"Oh! Yes!"

The two nodded suddenly.

Zhao Mo got frustrated quickly, cheered up quickly, and decided with a clap of his fists: "Okay! When the old man comes again, we will find a way to let him open the door, and then fill him with water to feed him. First, rescue the cult members. !"

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