Chapter 1734 Bitter Fruit (Twenty-Three)

The old lady was indeed very familiar with this place.

Not only did she not take any detours along the way, but even the room with lights not far away was not easy for ordinary people to notice because it was covered so tightly.

In many night trips, she should have seen this more than once and had a concept.

As for the reason for turning on the lights, it was also very simple. After she was brought to the place, she obviously did not plan to go with her, so she gave her a lighting tool before leaving.

Very considerate, but it was a pity that she seemed to scare people a little.

"Are you injured?"

The old lady turned her head and was constantly looking up and down, and finally exclaimed.

Oh?

Facing the other party's multiple wounds on his body instead of his face, Fu Qian was also moved.

"It's okay, just a minor injury."

Of course, this did not delay him waving his hand, indicating that it was not a problem at all.

With his surgical level and recovery ability, there were almost no wounds at this time, which was quite convincing.

"That's good... I'll give it to you."

After hesitating for a while, the kind-hearted old lady handed the lantern over and took a few more glances at Fu Qian's face.

"You are... a stranger?"

And the next moment she seemed to finally realize something and was shocked.

...

She really didn't recognize me?

In fact, when Fu Qian lit the lantern, he was worried that he might scare the old lady, not because of the wounds on his body, but because of his face.

That's why he changed his voice slightly at first.

It was already weird enough, so there was no need to add psychological pressure to people with the identity of a stranger.

However, the first reaction of the other party after lighting the lantern made Fu Qian feel a little strange - the previous disguise seemed to be useless, and the other party didn't recognize him.

This is not absolutely impossible. For example, in the healing dream, she once pointed the way to him, which was just a casual setting by Dorian, and it didn't actually happen.

Even Dorian had a motive to do so. After all, the theme of the dream was to induce himself not to walk into the darkness as much as possible, and stay there until he was completely intoxicated by Hilaria's arms.

Such a setting can make himself more trustworthy.

But - what if it is not?

What if he really came to Akons as a foreigner, asked the old lady for directions, and then went to the clinic for treatment?

Then she didn't recognize him at this moment, and the things behind it were really terrifying.

You know, that is equivalent to the character setting that the warehouse stuffed into himself.

"Why do you ask that? Do foreigners often come to Akons?"

After thinking calmly, facing the old lady's question, Fu Qian did not rush to admit it, but asked casually.

"Not often, I haven't seen foreigners for a long time."

The old lady's originally surprised face had a little weirdness, and she seemed to be a little uncomfortable with the name of Akons.

However, she quickly stabilized her emotions and shook her head slightly at Fu Qian's face.

"But it is obvious that your face is very strange."

...

I really don't know it.

Even the fact that "I haven't seen strangers for a long time" can largely rule out the possibility that I just changed my appearance.

The old lady's answer made Fu Qian feel more and more that this place was special.

"Yes, I am indeed a stranger, but from your reaction just now, I don't think I should use the name Akons?"

The next moment he confessed his identity and expressed curiosity about the old lady's reaction.

I thought that this believer who could run a pilgrimage at night would be more excited to hear this name.

"It has been a long time since this place was called this name, and of course I don't like the name of Lengshan."

It even seemed that the old lady was not too touched by the decline of the name Akons.

"Anyway, you'd better not mention it to others again."

"I understand, thank you."

So after the faith was shattered, it was actually renamed Lengshan, which sounds quite smooth.

While commenting in his heart, facing the old lady's instructions, Fu Qian did not ask more questions and finally took the lantern.

"Outsiders usually don't come to this place. You should go to Dorian."

It seems that the old lady still likes polite people. She was already not interested in talking and was about to leave, but she finally gave one more reminder.

It was obvious that she couldn't understand why Fu Qian came here.

"Okay, I'll go in a while."

Fu Qian accepted the suggestion with a smile and followed suit.

...

The old lady finally disappeared into the darkness. Although her steps were a little staggering after the hard work, she didn't choose to go to the edge of the town again.

While watching this scene, Fu Qian pulled out a blood clot from his shoulder and waist respectively.

Considering the old lady's psychological endurance, he didn't show it on the spot just now, which caused a little accumulation.

Dongdong!

After a simple treatment, he didn't waste time and went straight to the destination of this trip and knocked on the door.

There was no doubt that the dejected brother inside, and even his posture was exactly the same as in the church.

Dongdongdong!

There was no response, and Fu Qian continued to knock without surprise.

Theoretically, the old lady's advice is correct.

Considering her unusual behavior, that is, she didn't recognize me, the most important thing to do now seems to be to rush back to Dorian and test and confirm something.

Although the crying sound resounding in my will has not changed in intensity so far, the impact it has caused seems to be accumulating, and the frequency of "heart attack" has become more and more frequent.

In this case, whether to waste time visiting the remaining people, the gains and losses should be considered in theory.

However, Fu Qian did not hesitate and chose to visit this man who didn't like to talk much.

The reason was not that there was too much to talk to him, but another thing in the room.

Long before the old lady lit the lamp, Fu Qian had already discovered in his perception that behind the curtains, in addition to the owner of the room, there was a special strangeness.

And standing here at this moment, that feeling can be said to be clearer.

Right next to the dejected brother, it is faintly in the shape of a sword, sacred and cold, and of a high rank.

This holy weapon that is obviously incompatible with the atmosphere of "Cold Mountain" is actually placed there, which is indeed a picture that challenges imagination.

Unfortunately, until now, the person still did not respond to the knocking, as if he had already cut himself off from the world.

"Open the door, stranger."

Fu Qian did not mind this, and knocked a few more times.