The next day, the group stayed in the hotel for another day and had no intention of leaving for Aurora Town.
Since Liu Qingying talked to Li alone, she has never urged her to do this again.
It was not until three o'clock in the morning on the third day that a group of people sneaked into the bus station, stole a bus, and drove to Aurora Town.
After arriving at the station, the eight people stayed without any stay and went straight to the Holy Mountain Church at the foot of the snow-capped mountains behind the town.
The night sky was filled with snow, and the whole town was vast. Eight people were wearing white down jackets, which just played the role of concealing whereabouts.
Walking in the heavy snow, it was not convenient for Li to sit in a wheelchair, so he sat on the wide shoulders of the dead pig. For the strong dead pig, Li was as light as a child.
Soon, the eight people came outside the gate of Holy Mountain Church.
Liu Qingying whispered: That's it.
It turned out that I was traveling again in the old place.Qinglong sighed a little.
Wu Se frowned, she had no good impression of this old place.
You are waiting here.Qinglong glanced at Liushuang: Let's go in and take a look.
yes.Liushuang stepped forward.
Don't let go of your guard either.Qinglong reminded.
Wuse, Lelai and Zhong He nodded gently, stood consciously on the periphery of the crowd, protecting Liu Qingying, who was carrying Li and the powerless Liu Qingying.
Qinglong and Liushuang opened the six senses to the maximum and entered the church with open doors.
The auditorium was cold and dark. When Qinglong walked to the center of the auditorium, he immediately noticed a very weak heartbeat, which came from the confessional room not far away.
Judging from the heartbeat, it should not be an enemy, but an ordinary person.
Qinglong stopped, glanced at the confessional room, and then looked at Liushuang.
Liushuang understood and raised her left hand slightly. A white mist immediately rose from the ground and spread towards the confessional room, turning into a few strokes of white mist, and penetrated into the crack of the confessional door.
Ten seconds later, Liushuang nodded to Qinglong: There was an ordinary person inside, without other enemies or ambush.
Qinglong nodded and came outside the confessional door.
Liushuang transformed into an ice sword in his hand and threw it to Qinglong.
Qinglong caught the sword, easily destroyed the door bolt of the confessional room, and pushed the door open.
Crack, Crack
In the small space, a young man was sleeping. His body was tied with hemp ropes and some drink bottles were on the side.
A smell of urine came to my nose, and Qinglong and Liushuang immediately held their breath.
It seems that this young man has been tied here for a few days and has relied on these drinks to maintain his basic life every day. As for his dignity, no one cares.
Qinglong held the ice sword in his hand and cut the hemp rope on the young man's body.
Um...
Lin Dajian woke up from his sleep. He looked at the two figures outside the door in a daze, thinking he was dreaming.
These days he was in a daze and kept dreaming.
In the dream, the Interpol came to rescue him again and again, but every time he woke up from his dream, he found in despair that he was still locked up in this place.
He couldn't hold back his urine, so he could only pull it on his pants. Every day, a man in black wearing a mask would come over, and he would rudely feed him a few sips of drink and then disappear. He felt like a beast locked in a pigpen.
He had no idea how long this torture would last, and sometimes, he even hoped that he would die soon.
May I have your name?Qinglong asked.
Lin Dajian was stunned and finally realized that this was not a dream.
Lin Dajian!He shouted excitedly: My name is Lin Dajian!I was kidnapped!Are you here to save me?Hurry, save me...
Because he had not moved for too long and was too weak, he became weak all over, his head was light and his feet were heavy. He was about to stand up but fell down.
Don't be afraid, we're here to save you.Qinglong took two steps back expressionlessly, took off his long down jacket, and threw it on the ground: Take off your clothes and put them on this.
OK, OK... Lin Dajian burst into tears: Thank you... Thank you... Thank you so much...
Lin Dajian didn't care about the cold, so he quickly pulled out all of himself, and used a clean top as a towel to wipe his lower body hard, then picked up the long down jacket on the floor and wrapped it.
Qinglong and Liushuang stood at the entrance of the church, and Qinglong asked: Can you leave by yourself?
Yes, yes...
It's done first.
well.
Lin Dajian walked out of the church staggeringly. There was a dim snow outside. Lin Dajian looked up at: snow-capped mountains, woods, churches, night sky, aurora...
Only then did he realize that he had come to a completely unfamiliar place.
At that moment, he was obviously very cold, but the joy of his life after the disaster still wrapped him like a warm hot spring.
In the past few days, Lin Dajian actually thought a lot: Mishi disappeared, Gao Yang dropped out of school, Qiu Qiu was killed by a robber, everyone is saying that Door 509 was cursed, and Lin Dajian had to believe it even if he didn't believe it. He almost accepted the ending of his death in the confessional room until he died tragically.
But thankfully, he was not dead, he was saved.
It's great to be alive.
Lin Dajian was sincerely grateful that no matter how hard or hard it was, he still persevered, he did not die, what awaited him was hope.
He couldn't wait to go back. He wanted to take a good shower and then have a beautiful sleep. He wanted to buy all the discounted games. He wanted to eat meat and drink wine.
By the way, he also wants to confess his love to Sister Xia.Fuck it, you are not afraid of being rejected. What's there to be afraid of? Compared with the things that happened in the past few days, these are nothing.
He smiled and walked towards the crowd in the snow: Are these people really rescue teams? They look so inconsistent.
Thank you, thank you so much... Lin Dajian was excited and couldn't help crying again: If it weren't for you...
Qinglong!
Li, who was sitting on the shoulders of the dead pig, suddenly shouted loudly, interrupting Lin Dajian's words.
Lin Dajian was shocked and didn't understand what was going on.
At this moment, Mr. Li had already seen the picture ten seconds later.
Soul Bomb!Mr. Li didn't have time to explain more.
Everyone's heart trembled violently.
Qinglong reacted instantly. Without any hesitation, he rushed towards Lin Dajian at an incredible speed, grabbed his arm, and threw it to his head.
Wow
The snow under Qinglong's feet suddenly burst out with a strong wave of air.
Lin Dajian felt his body sinking heavily, and the world turned upside down, and his ears were filled with cold wind.
He rushed straight into the sky like a launching rocket.
In his blurred vision, the stained glass windows of the church appeared, then the towering spire, then the towering snow-capped mountains, and then the beautiful night sky aurora.
So beautiful.
At that moment, Lin Dajian almost forgot his fear, leaving only his instinctive emotional reaction.
Lin Dajian's world was frozen at this moment.
Next, his soul was stripped from consciousness, and was kneaded into a ball by some rapidly activated energy and rushed out of his mouth, turning into a dazzling cloud of dust.
Bang!
Lin Dajian's soul exploded.
Eight people in the snow looked up at the soul fireworks that exploded in the night sky, their faces were filled with brilliance, but their eyes were filled with fear and shock.
pound
Ten seconds later, Lin Dajian's body fell down again and fell into the snow.
He died, and long before he fell to death, he died of the dusty soul bomb.
They are in the church!Zhong He was the first to discover it, and the spire of the spire of the Pilgrimage Mountain Church.
Everyone looked over and found that on a windowsill at the top of the church tower, there were two tall and thin figures, which were the mirror (Lu Qi) and Dust (Coptis), the king of twin boarders.
Since Liu Qingying talked to Li alone, she has never urged her to do this again.
It was not until three o'clock in the morning on the third day that a group of people sneaked into the bus station, stole a bus, and drove to Aurora Town.
After arriving at the station, the eight people stayed without any stay and went straight to the Holy Mountain Church at the foot of the snow-capped mountains behind the town.
The night sky was filled with snow, and the whole town was vast. Eight people were wearing white down jackets, which just played the role of concealing whereabouts.
Walking in the heavy snow, it was not convenient for Li to sit in a wheelchair, so he sat on the wide shoulders of the dead pig. For the strong dead pig, Li was as light as a child.
Soon, the eight people came outside the gate of Holy Mountain Church.
Liu Qingying whispered: That's it.
It turned out that I was traveling again in the old place.Qinglong sighed a little.
Wu Se frowned, she had no good impression of this old place.
You are waiting here.Qinglong glanced at Liushuang: Let's go in and take a look.
yes.Liushuang stepped forward.
Don't let go of your guard either.Qinglong reminded.
Wuse, Lelai and Zhong He nodded gently, stood consciously on the periphery of the crowd, protecting Liu Qingying, who was carrying Li and the powerless Liu Qingying.
Qinglong and Liushuang opened the six senses to the maximum and entered the church with open doors.
The auditorium was cold and dark. When Qinglong walked to the center of the auditorium, he immediately noticed a very weak heartbeat, which came from the confessional room not far away.
Judging from the heartbeat, it should not be an enemy, but an ordinary person.
Qinglong stopped, glanced at the confessional room, and then looked at Liushuang.
Liushuang understood and raised her left hand slightly. A white mist immediately rose from the ground and spread towards the confessional room, turning into a few strokes of white mist, and penetrated into the crack of the confessional door.
Ten seconds later, Liushuang nodded to Qinglong: There was an ordinary person inside, without other enemies or ambush.
Qinglong nodded and came outside the confessional door.
Liushuang transformed into an ice sword in his hand and threw it to Qinglong.
Qinglong caught the sword, easily destroyed the door bolt of the confessional room, and pushed the door open.
Crack, Crack
In the small space, a young man was sleeping. His body was tied with hemp ropes and some drink bottles were on the side.
A smell of urine came to my nose, and Qinglong and Liushuang immediately held their breath.
It seems that this young man has been tied here for a few days and has relied on these drinks to maintain his basic life every day. As for his dignity, no one cares.
Qinglong held the ice sword in his hand and cut the hemp rope on the young man's body.
Um...
Lin Dajian woke up from his sleep. He looked at the two figures outside the door in a daze, thinking he was dreaming.
These days he was in a daze and kept dreaming.
In the dream, the Interpol came to rescue him again and again, but every time he woke up from his dream, he found in despair that he was still locked up in this place.
He couldn't hold back his urine, so he could only pull it on his pants. Every day, a man in black wearing a mask would come over, and he would rudely feed him a few sips of drink and then disappear. He felt like a beast locked in a pigpen.
He had no idea how long this torture would last, and sometimes, he even hoped that he would die soon.
May I have your name?Qinglong asked.
Lin Dajian was stunned and finally realized that this was not a dream.
Lin Dajian!He shouted excitedly: My name is Lin Dajian!I was kidnapped!Are you here to save me?Hurry, save me...
Because he had not moved for too long and was too weak, he became weak all over, his head was light and his feet were heavy. He was about to stand up but fell down.
Don't be afraid, we're here to save you.Qinglong took two steps back expressionlessly, took off his long down jacket, and threw it on the ground: Take off your clothes and put them on this.
OK, OK... Lin Dajian burst into tears: Thank you... Thank you... Thank you so much...
Lin Dajian didn't care about the cold, so he quickly pulled out all of himself, and used a clean top as a towel to wipe his lower body hard, then picked up the long down jacket on the floor and wrapped it.
Qinglong and Liushuang stood at the entrance of the church, and Qinglong asked: Can you leave by yourself?
Yes, yes...
It's done first.
well.
Lin Dajian walked out of the church staggeringly. There was a dim snow outside. Lin Dajian looked up at: snow-capped mountains, woods, churches, night sky, aurora...
Only then did he realize that he had come to a completely unfamiliar place.
At that moment, he was obviously very cold, but the joy of his life after the disaster still wrapped him like a warm hot spring.
In the past few days, Lin Dajian actually thought a lot: Mishi disappeared, Gao Yang dropped out of school, Qiu Qiu was killed by a robber, everyone is saying that Door 509 was cursed, and Lin Dajian had to believe it even if he didn't believe it. He almost accepted the ending of his death in the confessional room until he died tragically.
But thankfully, he was not dead, he was saved.
It's great to be alive.
Lin Dajian was sincerely grateful that no matter how hard or hard it was, he still persevered, he did not die, what awaited him was hope.
He couldn't wait to go back. He wanted to take a good shower and then have a beautiful sleep. He wanted to buy all the discounted games. He wanted to eat meat and drink wine.
By the way, he also wants to confess his love to Sister Xia.Fuck it, you are not afraid of being rejected. What's there to be afraid of? Compared with the things that happened in the past few days, these are nothing.
He smiled and walked towards the crowd in the snow: Are these people really rescue teams? They look so inconsistent.
Thank you, thank you so much... Lin Dajian was excited and couldn't help crying again: If it weren't for you...
Qinglong!
Li, who was sitting on the shoulders of the dead pig, suddenly shouted loudly, interrupting Lin Dajian's words.
Lin Dajian was shocked and didn't understand what was going on.
At this moment, Mr. Li had already seen the picture ten seconds later.
Soul Bomb!Mr. Li didn't have time to explain more.
Everyone's heart trembled violently.
Qinglong reacted instantly. Without any hesitation, he rushed towards Lin Dajian at an incredible speed, grabbed his arm, and threw it to his head.
Wow
The snow under Qinglong's feet suddenly burst out with a strong wave of air.
Lin Dajian felt his body sinking heavily, and the world turned upside down, and his ears were filled with cold wind.
He rushed straight into the sky like a launching rocket.
In his blurred vision, the stained glass windows of the church appeared, then the towering spire, then the towering snow-capped mountains, and then the beautiful night sky aurora.
So beautiful.
At that moment, Lin Dajian almost forgot his fear, leaving only his instinctive emotional reaction.
Lin Dajian's world was frozen at this moment.
Next, his soul was stripped from consciousness, and was kneaded into a ball by some rapidly activated energy and rushed out of his mouth, turning into a dazzling cloud of dust.
Bang!
Lin Dajian's soul exploded.
Eight people in the snow looked up at the soul fireworks that exploded in the night sky, their faces were filled with brilliance, but their eyes were filled with fear and shock.
pound
Ten seconds later, Lin Dajian's body fell down again and fell into the snow.
He died, and long before he fell to death, he died of the dusty soul bomb.
They are in the church!Zhong He was the first to discover it, and the spire of the spire of the Pilgrimage Mountain Church.
Everyone looked over and found that on a windowsill at the top of the church tower, there were two tall and thin figures, which were the mirror (Lu Qi) and Dust (Coptis), the king of twin boarders.
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