Chapter 492 Golden Cup

really not bad!

I am very satisfied with this result before paying.

According to the characteristics of the abyss notes, this sentence disappeared quickly, indicating that the thing that caused the abnormality in this place was not taken away.

This is definitely good news, it means that my trip was not in vain.

Of course, the current problem is that it is clearly here, but I can't see it, and I can't feel any trace of it.

It was hidden in an incomprehensible way.

It's magical, but it doesn't matter, as long as it's still there.

Fu Qian pressed his hand on the black stone wall and followed one of the patterns with his fingertips.

This place is not big, it looks like an empty underground space no matter how you look at it.

The diggers found the target, but instead of taking it away, they hid it here.

Not only cannot it be observed, but any spillover effects cannot even be felt.

It is unclear why this was done, but this method undoubtedly involves extraordinary power.

And to be able to deceive a demigod to this extent, his rank is probably not low.

Fu Qian walked around while thinking.

Of course there are ways.

Ding ding!

After walking around in a circle, Fu Qian took out a transparent rattle without hesitation.

In the crisp ringtone, the eternal clear thoughts are activated, and the extraordinary retreats.

And at the next moment, Fu Qian found that the scene in his eyes had changed.

On the black stone slab at his feet, a cup appeared out of thin air in the center of a twisted pattern.

The cup has a strange shape, about the size of a palm, and shines with gold.

What's impressive is the different patterns on it and around it, like countless vortices intertwined together.

It was just a glimpse, and soon the cup disappeared from sight again.

The rank is indeed high, and the affected time is even shorter than that of a pregnant angel in a special state.

Fu Qian stared at the place where the cup disappeared, and his finger on the trigger finally did not press it.

Although the time just now was short, there was still a chance to make a move.

And even if the extraordinary effect on the bullet doesn't work, the kinetic energy of the bullet alone is more than enough to knock over the cup.

The reason why I did not choose to take action was that I was not sure what was hidden here. If I take action rashly, the consequences may be difficult to deal with.

If there is an existence like the Abyss Mist in the Corruption Forest and there is no corresponding means to restrain it, then the people of Loris City will probably suffer.

On the other hand, the shape of the cup made Fu Qian feel a little familiar.

Close your eyes and carefully recall the outline of the cup just now.

He soon recalled where he had seen something similar - a monastery.

The ancient building was decorated with various carvings, many of which were difficult to identify.

Fu Qian vaguely remembered that he had seen this outline more than once.

So it really isn’t a serious monastery?

Fu Qian rubbed his chin. In this case, Yule probably had a reason for choosing where to hide. He might know more than he thought.

It seems that I need to go there and take a look.

…

After making up my mind, I didn’t waste any time before paying and returned directly along the original road.

After returning the torn floor to its original position, Fu Qian found that the staff member was still there, not surprisingly.

However, this person's focus was obviously not here, but looking very intently ahead.

He was completely indifferent to what he had done before.

Such enviable concentration.

Before leaving, I deliberately passed by this person to confirm what it was that fascinated him so much.

The next moment he paid the bill, he discovered that there was an oil painting hanging in the direction he was facing.

This... looks a bit familiar!

Before paying, he glanced at the plump human body on the oil painting.

If I remember correctly, this staff member once introduced to himself that this painting is the museum’s treasure.

Of course, before he finished speaking, the painting was torn into pieces.

This is at?

While thinking about it, Fu Qian found that the staff member actually started to move, groping up and down stiffly with his arms.

At first glance, it looks inexplicably wretched.

She probably wasn't obsessed with body art, so she shook her head before paying.

After all, as an ordinary person, Fu Qian didn't think he could see many details in the dark.

Was he groping for the glass?

Realize something before paying the next moment.

The movement of this man's hand seemed to be to confirm whether the glass was intact.

Because his actions in previous missions left a strong shadow on him?

I guessed a possibility before paying.

Sure enough, after a lot of torture, these people seemed to have Bernard syndrome and it was difficult to distinguish reality.

After sighing with emotion, as a shadow creator, Fu Qian was very particular about not disturbing this person again, but left quickly.

…

Compared with the memory, the monastery is exactly the same.

Standing in the darkness, Fu Qian looked up at the building in front of him.

Soon, he found a familiar outline among the complicated carvings.

Sure enough, the pattern of the cup was cleverly hidden inside, and it was in the center.

After confirming that his memory was correct, Fu Qian walked directly along the familiar route.

His destination was simple, where Yul lived under the alias Nivalis.

After seeing this guy off to the west last time, he still didn't have time to clean up the spoils.

Today's monastery is more bohemian than in the past.

It seems that the monks in the perception are not exempt from the vulgarity. They are more or less affected by nightmares. Their emotions are not as stable as usual. Some people even sang loudly, which can be said to be quite lively.

While walking silently through the darkness, and when he was about to approach his destination, Fu Qian suddenly noticed a familiar aura.

Why is this person here?

After realizing who it was, Fu Qian slowed down and finally stopped in front of an ajar door.

Without hesitation, he reached out and pushed it away.

In the direction of the narrow window, a familiar figure was standing there, looking away at the boundless darkness.

The sound of Fu Qian pushing the door undoubtedly attracted her attention, and the next moment he turned around.

"Hello, Dr. Kelly."

That's right, the aura that made Fu Qian feel familiar was not the resurrection of Nevalis or Loretta, but the psychiatrist Kelly.

Under this doubtful gaze, he smiled and said hello calmly.

"Who are you……"

Kelly was obviously very unfamiliar with the situation, and her brows furrowed even more for a moment.

"I have consulted you on some psychological issues before."

Fu Qian's expression remained unchanged and he explained with a smile.

"Really? Sorry, it seems I forgot. My memory is not very good recently."

After listening to Fu Qian's explanation, Kelly nodded slightly and seemed to accept his statement easily.

Not only that, he even sighed and apologized.

"I used to never forget my patients, but unfortunately...there have been too many of them recently."