Nightmare Light

Chapter 98 Newspaper Crisis
In the main hall of the temple, in front of a prayer altar.

Xu Sunshan rubbed his hands vigorously and paced back and forth.

His eyes were red and he looked anxious. After pacing a few steps, he raised his hand to scratch his head and muttered softly, "Why hasn't he come yet..."

"Mr. Xu, the Bishop has been notified. He will be here soon—and the Saint will be with him."

"Great... huh? The Bishop and the Saint? Together?" Old Xu's face lit up at first, then he nodded, then revealed a nervous expression, "But in my current state..."

"If I had known it was the Bishop himself, I would have dressed more respectably..." He wiped his sweaty palms on the sides of his clothes, tugged at his jacket, and adjusted his collar. "This is an urgent matter. I hope they can forgive my impoliteness..."

Footsteps sounded.

He felt the oppressive aura peculiar to high-ranking priests.

Old Xu collected his thoughts, faced the direction of the passage entrance, stood with a serious expression and lowered his head. Ten seconds later, the footsteps were almost in front of him.

A pair of shoes appeared in Lao Xu's field of vision as he lowered his head.

"Your Excellency the Bishop, Your Excellency the Saint, I am Xu Sunshan from the Haoyue Newspaper. Thank you both! This matter is urgent, and I hope you will forgive my impoliteness... Eh?"

The owner of the shoes in front of me is wearing jeans.

Old Xu: “……?”

Temple...Bishop, wearing jeans?

Did the gods become more open or did the oracles become more abstract?

He slowly raised his head.

The jeans ended almost at his chest.

Further up, the black sweatshirt was almost stretched tight by his sturdy body.

Why does this sweatshirt look familiar?

Old Xu suddenly raised his head.

In front of him, there was a lion-like majestic hair and a face with clear edges and corners, a full three-dimensional sense, and even a bit fierce...

She was looking at him with a gentle and bright smile.

"Editor Xu!"

"...Lin Wang?" Editor-in-Chief Xu was completely confused.

He looked around at Lin Wang. The bishop with very long eyebrows smiled at him kindly, and the saint with a cold and serious expression also nodded slightly to him.

Looking behind the three people again, he confirmed that they were walking out of the passage deep in the temple together.

"No, wait, let me sort it out." Old Xu looked confused, waved his hands, and looked at Lin Wang again, "You, Lin Wang, right?"

"yes?"

"That's the priest's passage, right?"

"That's right?"

"Why can you come out from the passage that only high-level priests can use!" Old Xu shouted.

"Mr. Lin is a distinguished guest of the temple and is respected by everyone in the temple," Sen said calmly. "He can enjoy the same treatment as the Saint in any temple throughout the Federation."

Old Xu was stunned: "...Is there such a thing? Lin Wang, you have to tell me..."

"Mr. Editor-in-Chief, you came to the temple not just because you were curious about our guests." Sen interrupted Lao Xu.

"Oh, right!" Old Xu came back to his senses. He shook his head, his face showing anxiety and nervousness again. "I came here this time hoping that the temple would send someone to help exorcise the evil spirits at the newspaper office!"

"We already know this part. Please tell me the details." Sen, still expressionless, interrupted Old Xu. "The Temple has already carefully cleaned up the previous Anomaly 46 incident. Theoretically, there shouldn't be any more incidents at the newspaper office in the near future."

"It's not the newspaper! It's our editor-in-chief! Hou Xuanzhang!" Old Xu said, "I've been thinking he's weird for a few days now."

"These past few days, Lao Hou has been running to the newspaper office's basement from time to time, and there are strange noises coming from there, but he won't let us go." "Since yesterday, his weird behavior has become more serious. He locked himself in the office, but he kept yelling..."

"What did he shout?" asked the Saint Lady.

Old Xu thought for a moment, shook his head, and said, "What he shouted was very confusing, a lot of it was crazy gibberish, but some of it... I recorded it, you can just listen to it."

As Old Xu spoke, he took out his cell phone.

Sen immediately took a step back and formed seals with his hands. A glowing circle appeared on the ground in front of Lao Xu.

"Mr. Editor-in-Chief, please put your phone in here before playing."

Old Xu was stunned: "It's just a sound..."

"Certain sounds can also cause contamination. The Temple is very experienced in this area," Bishop Du said slowly from the side. "Mr. Editor-in-Chief, please trust the Temple's expertise."

Lin Wang secretly praised Miss Saint in his heart: Although his strength has grown rapidly during this period.

But when faced with unusual events, the temple's senior experts can still teach him a lot.

"Okay, you are experts." Old Xu shook his head, looking a little unhappy.

He squatted down with some difficulty, put the phone into the aperture, pressed the play button, and muttered: "If Lao Hou's loud voice is polluting, our entire newspaper office will be wiped out!"

No one responded to him. Everyone just listened attentively to the voice coming from the phone.

There was a burst of banging sounds on the phone.

Then came a man's roar, which was angry, hysterical, and even a little irrational.

But from Lin Wang's professional perspective, he could hear something different.

Why... this roar sounds a little anxious?
Lin Wang thought to himself.

The next second, there was a series of strange and meaningless roars, with occasional suffixes in between that could be heard clearly.

"Promotion!" "Right away..." "Feel it!"

Among them, the word that appears the most times is "promotion".

Old Xu turned off the playback: "That's all."

"Don't rush to take the phone." Sen waved her hand, and a ball of light appeared from the palm of her hand and shone on the phone.

On the phone, light black smoke rose up, hit the aperture, and dissipated without a trace.

Old Xu was shocked: "Is there really pollution?!"

"It is indeed pollution, but it is only secondary pollution. It won't drive people crazy, nor will it turn them into monsters." Sen said calmly, "At most, you will have nightmares for a few days - I mean normal nightmares, not the kind that turn you into a mundane master."

"No wonder I keep dreaming recently that someone is eating in front of me and not letting me eat..."

Old Xu muttered something, then quickly came to his senses: "Ah! What about Old Hou's situation?"

"A typical case of possessed by evil spirits. We need to send a priest to investigate to determine the specific type of abnormality." Sen said calmly, ordering Old Xu to leave. "Mr. Editor-in-Chief, this is the standard procedure for handling abnormal incidents in the temple."

"Is that so..." Old Xu was a little disappointed. He suddenly glanced at Lin Wang, his eyes darting back and forth between the three of them. "What if it was Lin Wang's commission?"

"If it were Mr. Lin Wang... I would send the Saint herself," Bishop Du replied, then changed the subject, "But unfortunately, Mr. Editor-in-Chief, you will be disappointed—I have another story... and Mr. Lin Wang hasn't heard the whole story yet."

After saying this, he gently waved his hand at a priest and said, "Send a priest to go to the newspaper office with Editor-in-Chief Xu to take a look."

He nodded at Lin Wang again and said, "Child, follow me. The matter of Priest Tan... is a very long story."

At this moment, upon hearing the words "Priest Tan," Old Xu was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses: "Priest Tan? Tan Mingzhe?"

"Tan Mingzhe! I remember now! Lao Hou and Tan Mingzhe are good friends!" He shouted at Lin Wang as if grasping at a life-saving straw, "Lin Wang! It was Tan Mingzhe who asked Lao Hou to recruit you as an intern at the newspaper!"

(End of this chapter)