Crunch!
Qin Yang opened the door and made a scratching sound, which was extremely clear in this quiet corridor.
Qin Yang walked out of the door and looked at the empty corridors on both sides, feeling only a hint of cold wind blowing.
Even on a midsummer night, there is a cool and quiet feeling.
If it were an ordinary person, in such a situation, he would probably shrink back into the house and not dare to move around, but Qin Yang was obviously not an ordinary person.
The more eerie and weird it was, the more he thought he could discover something. Anyway, no one prohibited him from walking around at night.
The waiter was probably just a friendly reminder and didn't say that he must not go out. However, this actually aroused Qin Yang's curiosity.
For some reason, the corridor was brightly lit, but when Qin Yang walked out of the corridor, he always felt an invisible wind blowing.
But what Qin Yang is sure of is that there is obviously no wind in the corridor, and those sensations are more like a special kind of breath, cold and gloomy.
"Huh? Someone!"
When Qin Yang turned the corner at the end of the corridor, he couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart. He retracted the step he had just taken and held his breath while concentrating with only one head sticking out.
The second floor of the castle is surrounded by corridors leading to various rooms, and the center is an open arc top design.
For example, if a person stands in the center of the hall on the first floor and looks up, he can see the top of the castle. In terms of shape alone, it looks like a small ancient Roman arena.
At this moment, Qin Yang was at the corner of one of the corridors. When he poked his head out, he happened to see two people talking in the curved corridor outside.
One of them was not unfamiliar to Qin Yang. He was the waiter who led him to the room on the second floor before.
The other person's back was turned to him, and he couldn't see his face clearly.
"This man... the smell of blood is so strong on his body!"
However, although Qin Yang couldn't see the man's face clearly, his strong mental power could sense the aura on the man's body, which made him feel chilled.
The bloody aura emanating from this man was something Qin Yang had never seen before.
But this kind of bloody aura is not the kind that just kills a person, it seems to be emanating from his body.
Even the man's long hair had a faint blood-red light, which made him even more eerie.
"Are the ones below the snacks for tonight?"
Neither the long-haired man nor the waiter seemed to notice Qin Yang's presence. When one of the voices came out, Qin Yang was a little excited to see what the "late night snack" was?
Qin Yang's powerful mental induction could vaguely hear the faint voices coming from the hall on the first floor, which made him feel a little uneasy.
"Well, there are twenty-six in total. Are you satisfied with the altar master?"
The waiter's flattering voice sounded, which made Qin Yang feel a little creepy.
Now he seems to have guessed what the so-called "late night snack" refers to.
That was probably twenty-six people!
"It is said that it is a team building for a design company called Jinhua. All the people from the company are here. Please enjoy this delicious meal."
The waiter's voice came out again, and when he heard the words "Jinhua" and then the words "design company", Qin Yang's expression became extremely strange again.
"It can't be such a coincidence, right?"
This was Qin Yang's first reaction, because the company he worked for for more than three years before he got cancer was called "Jinhua Design Co., Ltd."
To be honest, Qin Yang doesn't have much favorable impression of this company.
Everyone in the company, from the boss to the manager, is extremely snobbish. They all care about money and don't treat the bottom employees as human beings at all.
Take the period before Qin Yang left his job as an example. He worked overtime for nearly a month, but the final plan was rejected with one word. The entire design department was angry but dared not speak out.
Fortunately, Qin Yang finally broke away from that company and now has a new life. Otherwise, he would have to continue to be squeezed. I don't know when it will end.
This is actually the current situation of many social animals. Later, after Qin Yang became a member of Zhenyesi, he no longer had such hatred for these ordinary people.
"Haha, are these guys playing truth or dare, or some of the recently popular werewolf killer scripts?"
The long-haired man looked playfully at the group of people having fun below, licked his lips, and seemed to have an urge to go down and play with each other.
"Whatever, isn't this more interesting for the altar owner?"
The waiter also chuckled. Seeing that these two people did not take the lives of ordinary people seriously at all, Qin Yang wished he could jump out and deal with these two people now.
But Qin Yang would not be so impulsive, not to mention that although the waiter was in the First Image Realm, he could not sense the aura of the long-haired man.
However, according to Qin Yang's guess, the long-haired man should also be one of the altar masters of Feiren Zhai.
His strength will definitely not be inferior to Dong Lie, the master of the Fiery Fire Altar in the later stage of building the realm.
In this case, there are many dangers in this castle, so it is better not to act lightly.
"That's right. Since they are having so much fun, I should also play with them."
There was a smile on the long-haired man's face, and after he finished speaking, he suddenly turned his head and said with a smile: "What about you, do you want to come and play too?"
"ah?!"
Qin Yang, who was originally hiding around the corner and eavesdropping, suddenly met the eyes of the long-haired man, which also surprised the waiter beside him.
It wasn't until he turned around and saw Qin Yang that the waiter breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with some complaint: "Didn't I tell you not to walk around at night? Why didn't you listen?"
Qin Yang pretended to be frightened, shook his head quickly and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I... I'm just too stuffy in the room. I want to come out for some air. I'll go back right now."
Qin Yang always remembers that he is Hong Gui and is in the First Image Realm. If he still shows no scruples in front of the altar master, there may be flaws.
This is the most normal behavior now. Seeing Qin Yang's appearance, the altar leader didn't have much suspicion, but just looked at this unfamiliar first-timer with some amusement.
"May I have your name?"
Seeing that Qin Yang was about to turn around and go back, the long-haired Altar Master suddenly spoke, which made Qin Yang secretly complain, but he had to stop and turn around again.
"My name is Hong Gui, and I came here with my wife."
Qin Yang told the truth, but used a small trick to move his wife out, hoping that the other party would give her some face and not embarrass himself.
"Since we are one of our own, why don't we play together?"
The long-haired man altar leader didn't seem to hear the implication of Qin Yang's words, and surprisingly invited Qin Yang at this moment.
Even if the latter wanted to refuse, he was already in a difficult position at this time.
"That's...okay!"
(End of chapter)
