Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2097 Take a seat

That makes sense, but you may have overlooked a small problem, that is, the original owner of the weapon was lost because of my raid.

Fu Qian was generous in praising Brother Zhao Ran for his clear-minded plan.

"Okay, you lead the way."

In order not to dampen the other party's enthusiasm, he did not say anything to spoil the mood, but decisively showed his action-oriented style.

"I think I should say something in advance... No matter who you are, I am still alive here, so I must be more difficult to deal with than the original owner of this weapon."

However, this straightforwardness made the killer hesitate a little. After considering for a while, he decided to give a reminder.

"You do seem to be stronger."

The reasons he gave were also correct, and Fu Qian evaluated the old man in a realistic manner.

"Very well, let's go."

Unfortunately, Brother Zhao Ran was worried about something and did not react very happily to the recognition.

After exiting the secret room, he didn't even need to continue back the same way. Soon he led Fu Qian to another corner of the hall.

There was a stone table of somewhat exaggerated size, but it was still an ordinary object after all. Before Fu Qian could say anything, Zhao Ran had already pushed it open with one hand.

On the exposed wall at the back, there is a smooth and round passage.

"This is what I made. It can take us directly there."

Before entering, Zhao Ran took the initiative to explain.

This makes sense. No matter where the passage leads to the church, it would be a bit insulting if the old man had not discovered it for decades because the passage had been sealed.

Nodding slightly, Fu Qian followed him in.

……

It’s really good craftsmanship, the export positions are so reasonable.

The passage is not too long, and the styles are as diverse as ever.

After passing through walls of varying thicknesses, the view in front of me suddenly opens up again.

For those who are ahead, it is easy to confirm that this place is where Grandpa Feng practiced in seclusion in the past.

In addition, the location of the passage exit is chosen very carefully. Not only is it suspended in the air, but it is also blocked by various structures, making it difficult to find when looking up from the bottom.

On the other hand, people don’t have to go out to see the stone base below and the giant signs around it.

"It is here. I inserted it on the left side of that seat."

Commenting on this scene, Fu Qian took the initiative to speak and added more details to his previous statement.

“That’s where I picked it up, too.”

Some doubts were finally completely eliminated, but unfortunately Zhao Ran looked even more serious.

After confirming that the halberd was in the right place and that there was no unusual movement, he was the first to jump down.

It’s hard to look back on the past.

Fu Qian, who followed, landed right between two of the marked "hands".

While strolling leisurely in the museum, Fu Qian recalled the scene when he once visited the former dean here, and couldn't help but sigh at the ruthlessness of time.

Furthermore, a quick glance would easily confirm that the markings in the lobby were indeed in the same shape as the graffiti over there—but that was the problem.

In the final analysis, it was just a pile of garbage. When I was practicing kite-flying techniques with Dean Feng here, it was inevitable that some of it had been messed up, not to mention the old man's final self-explosion.

When we met again, everything was in order again?

"Did you find anything?"

The temporary teammate at the side was indeed sensible. He waited until Fu Qian turned around and came back before asking for advice.

"It's much tidier now. Have you cleaned this place?"

Fu Qian chose to tell the truth.

"No...and it was so neat when I first found this place."

After a moment of hesitation, Zhao Ran's tone became a little heavy.

... "So it has a special vitality like those graffiti, and it repaired itself?"

It was easy to understand the source of his teammates’ emotions, and Fu Qian spoke for them.

The messed up sign was actually made neat again, and the weapons on the side were not even taken away. It seems hard to imagine that such a change was man-made.

And if this symbol can also repair itself so vigorously, it is even more uncertain what the stone seat will face when sitting on it.

"But it should be a good thing for you. The probability that the seat has a special connection with 'them' has increased."

Although this reaction is human nature, Fu Qian still casually reminded Brother Killer that you are now playing the role of the Spirit of Vengeance.

"well said."

It can be seen that there is a problem with his emotional stability. Zhao Ran's eyes became excited in a second, and he directly inserted the halberd back into a hole on the ground.

"You don't like using it anyway, do you?"

It was only at this time that I remembered to ask Fu Qian.

"Yeah, not interested."

Fu Qian gave the same review as he did that year.

"Haha, okay. Later on, unless I clearly indicate that there is a problem, you don't have to do anything. Do you understand?"

Zhao Ran laughed so heartily that he didn't even care about the volume.

"What if the problem is so serious that you can no longer speak?"

He nodded to show his understanding, but Fu Qian also pointed out the loopholes.

"Then you can leave if we don't even have the strength to resist."

Zhao Ran's response was almost like he was ready to die.

"I understand. Let's get started."

He seemed to appreciate this attitude and made a casual gesture in front of Fu Qian.

"You don't need to rush me."

Although he seemed a bit impatient to watch the fun, he couldn't resist the person involved who was eager to perform. With a cold snort, Zhao Ran had already sat on it.

……

His expression was very heavy, and almost the moment he sat down, he wanted to stand up again.

Fu Qian naturally understood the reason for Zhao Ran's reaction.

As long as you sit on it, you will suffer a massive mental shock and feel extremely painful.

Mr. Feng once used this method to help himself stay calm and strictly control the scale.

But it seems that Brother Zhao Ran has been able to hold on here for so long, he must have some strengths.

After an intense psychological and physical struggle, I finally forced myself to continue sitting there.

Several minutes passed, and he kept staring at this side without making any move to ask for help.

"them……"

Not only that, as his breathing became more and more rapid, it seemed that he actually gained something from his original plan, and his muttering to himself became more and more shrill.

At a certain moment, Zhao Ran's gaze finally left the new team member and looked at the position behind Fu Qian.

“It’s true!”

Then he suddenly jumped up from the stone seat, picked up the halberd that was inserted next to him, and threw it directly at Fu Qian.

laugh--

Fu Qian naturally dodged it easily, but before the halberd landed, it seemed to hit something.

Behind the empty space, a cloud of blood mist suddenly appeared out of nowhere.