When Tan Ying and the others returned, Fu Qian had already left.

The test has been completed, and Tan Ying has also received her reward. She has completely settled the money and the subsequent results have nothing to do with her.

What was provided to Tan Ying was originally just an opportunity, and the cognitive decisions she had thus depended on herself.

This is polite.

However, Fu Qian, who left, did not go home. Soon he found a hidden corner not far away and directly activated the mark on his wrist.

Although it is leisurely at home, it is still a bit noisy.

But the business is good at diligence and waste, and considering that it is dawn, it is time to run a business.

After entering the warehouse, Fu Qian immediately found the messenger mask and put it on his face.

As the picture flowed, he sat up from the bed on the second floor of the bookstore and turned on the desk lamp.

Um?

After doing this action, Fu Qian looked at his hands and looked out the window.

The bright moon hangs high and the stars are twinkling, it is like a night deeper than the darkness.

There are a lot of strange things recently!

Is the time of the two worlds not synchronized?

...

Or maybe it doesn't actually?

Whenever I encounter something, I think of using this answer with extremely high negative entropy. This problem needs to be cured.

Rather than finding such exaggerated reasons, there is more reasonable explanation than this!

Fu got out of bed without expression in front of him.

I have just finished a similar job, so how could I be so easily confused?

With the creaking sound of his feet, Fu Qian shook all the way downstairs.

The first-floor bookstore is naturally empty, with only a few bookshelves standing in the shadows.

The bright moonlight shines through the doors and windows and slanted to the ground.

However, although the moonlight is like silver, it cannot give people any brightness.

The nearly burning light is like an alternative darkness.

Such a strange phenomenon did not mean it was too strange.

He sat down directly behind the counter and took out a notebook.

This is the abyss notes from the previous acquisition. He brought it with him when he activated the messenger just now.

After all, being busy, gossiping about other people's privacy is also a good entertainment.

However, at this moment, Fu Qian did not read the content above, but turned to the latest blank page, picked up the pen next to it and wrote a sentence on it.

【It's night now】

It takes only a few seconds for a line of words to be written, and the void disappears from the first word.

Look, it’s not very convenient to verify!

Fu Qian stroked his chin.

Then the question is.

It was obviously not at night, but it was seen that the stars and moons intertwined. What is the reason for this abnormal behavior?

Actually it is already very obvious.

I was too lazy to continue writing.

Given their popularity, the probability of having extraordinary people holding a venue for themselves to hold a pajama party is about no, so 99% of them are because someone is in trouble.

It turns out that if you do evil things, you will die of your own life. Bah, thirty years, thirty years, Hexi!

And when the night and the full moon come together, it is easy to remind people of a strange phenomenon.

It is said that on full moon nights, vampires will be particularly active?

It seems that Brother Taylor misses me very much after leaving these days! He even installed surveillance cameras directly in his place?

Of course, I can't be completely sure that it was done by Brother Taylor. After all, so far, I have not sensed any breath of life around me.

But it doesn't matter. I believe someone will come soon.

With emotion, Fu Qian put away his notes and stood up.

Given the recent tests, this note is extremely useful, so it is still impossible to return it.

When I walked to the door, the ground was empty and there was not a single letter.

I hope that those vampires do not have the hobby of invading people's privacy.

Fu Qian stretched out his hand and tried to push open the door of the bookstore.

However, the moment the silver moonlight shone on his hands, his eyes condensed.

There were even strangely shaped spots on the back of the right hand, as dark as ink.

It seems that it is not just surveillance!

Looking at the dark spots on his hand, Fu Qian soon discovered another extraordinary place. The edge of one side of the spot was actually at a very standard right angle.

After thinking for a moment, Fu Qian realized where the right angle came from - the sign on the bookstore that was temporarily closed.

When my hand just passed by, the latter's shadow actually remained on it.

At this moment, Fu Qian looked at the marks on his hands and could feel the latter's strange coolness.

Of course, the price is that the movement of my right hand is as if it has been trapped in water, becoming slow and slow.

The key is that there are more than this shadows left in your hands.

Fu Qian soon found the mottled leaves in his other hand.

There are trees at the entrance of the bookstore that block some of the moonlight. Is this why?

Something with a very high rank is actually unable to immunize even the demigod constitution.

At this moment, under the silver moon, the black marks of the spots became deeper and were still accumulating rapidly.

Feeling the heavier and heavier feeling of stagnation on his body, Fu Qian did not rush to crack it violently, but looked around curiously, while his thinking flew around.

A person with such a high rank should not be that likely to be condescending to the nobles and doing things like squatting.

But since I came in, I have not sensed any breath of living people.

So in summary, he had a possible judgment - the strange thing in front of him is likely to be an extraordinary item.

A special, extraordinary item with a high rank, not a real person.

It is worthy of being a thousand-year-old family, and its accumulation is really rich!

While sighing, Fu Qian found that the dark spots on his hands doubled in an instant, and the various shapes were intertwined in a very chaotic manner, and he was even wandering around as if he was vaguely alive.

So is it a trap?

It is not surprising to Fuqian for this result.

And he believed that after the prey entered the cage, someone would come soon.

But this group of nocturnal animals thought things too simple.

Just a cage, want to trap yourself?

How can those who are righteous in nature be afraid of the darkness?

Fu Qian snorted and snapped his fingers, looking like he was about to transform.

"There is light!"

Before he finished speaking, a brilliant golden light came up from him.

With the glory of dispelling all the haze, the golden light tore the black marks entrenched on the body and quickly spread to all directions.

About two seconds later, the golden light shattered and was flooded by the moonlight and shadows.

The dark forces are so terrifying!

The residue of the Lu Ling was broken in an instant. This was the first time I encountered such a thing. Fu Qian sighed at the moment.

The moment the residue of the Ruling remnants was activated just now, he felt like fire on his skin, and two completely opposite forces collided and strangled head-on.

And there is no doubt that the residue was beaten into scum.

But this does not mean there is no gain.

Fu Qian looked up at the moon in the sky.

The so-called colleagues are enemies, from the direct and irreconcilable conflict just now.

Could it be that something that traps oneself is also a law?

And the source of this law may be far more than the demigod level.
Chapter completed!