I am in the horror game, scrambling to steal the male lead's halo

When I turned to the back of the village, I saw a church in the distance.

It’s not quite accurate to call it a church.

There is a circle of low bright yellow walls outside, and the building in the middle stands like a tent.

On the hillside not far away, you can see some hanging prayer flags.

The wind is strong here, and the prayer flags are flying in the air. If they are not tied properly, they will probably flutter in the air.

The three of them walked slowly along a bare road towards the church.

It seemed like most of the people there were outsiders walking around, and some travelers were taking pictures with their cameras.

A few dozen steps away from the church entrance, there is a protruding stone, on which sits an old lady dressed in local costume.

She was holding a prayer wheel in her hand, spinning it hummingly, and seemed to be muttering something strange.

The closer Gu Chaoxi got, the clearer he could hear what she said.

However, she spoke in dialect and Gu Chaoxi could hardly understand it.

The sound of the prayer flags fluttering in the wind in the distance was a slight rustling sound. Now that she was closer, the sound was even more amplified.

“There’s writing on the wall!”

Qin Wei pulled her and ran towards the low wall.

Gu Chaoxi looked at the inscriptions that were gradually enlarging in front of his eyes, and his heart was pounding.

Even though she already knew that there would be words carved by Gu Chenyang on the wall, now that she had really walked to the front, she seemed to be afraid to actually look at it.

Qin Wei was just like reading gossip. Not only did she watch, but she would even read out to her anything she found interesting.

She let go of Gu Chaoxi's hand and looked at the wall intently.

Gu Chaoxi glanced around and just vaguely felt that the words engraved by Gu Chenyang were not here.

She walked to the right and quickly scanned the words on the wall.

After walking dozens of steps, I saw the three words "Gu Chenyang" among a mess of words.

She stared at it carefully for a while and was sure that it was not carved by Gu Chenyang himself.

When I saw it in the blog post before, because it was a photo, some details were not obvious. Now that I am closer, it is easier to distinguish.

"how?"

Pei Yan didn't know when he walked behind her, and she didn't even notice.

Gu Chaoxi didn't shy away from it and just shook his head.

"Although it's my brother's name, he didn't carve it himself."

When Gu Chenyang wrote his name, he subconsciously restrained the force on the last dot, so it would be very light.

But the words carved on the wall were carved with great effort.

Also, the strokes of the word "Yang" were carved in an order that was opposite to when Gu Chenyang wrote it himself.

Although she could also guess that this was someone with the same name.

But Gu Chenyang really appeared in this place. If there really was someone with the same name and surname, that would be too much of a coincidence and obviously unreasonable.

Then, the only remaining possibility is that this name was carved by someone else for Gu Chenyang.

But he should have written something himself, right?

"Does he believe in these gods and Buddhas?"

"I don't believe it." Gu Chaoxi shook his head. From childhood to adulthood, they, the brother and sister, have always believed in themselves.

Gods and Buddhas cannot save them, they can only save themselves.

The two continued walking forward until they completely went around the back of the church, and then Gu Chaoxi stopped.

Amidst the chaotic carvings, Gu Chaoxi looked up towards the direction of the sunlight and saw a sentence engraved on the highest point of the low wall.

"Gods and Buddhas come from the West, and you are just their faithful believer."

That was Gu Chenyang's handwriting. Even though it was not written with a pen but carved with something, she was still very sure.

"Are you sure he wrote it?"

Pei Yan moved closer and knocked. The words were carved very deeply, and the red bricks seemed to be exposed under the wall.

Gu Chaoxi nodded. There was no way she could make a mistake in Gu Chenyang's handwriting.

Gods and Buddhas come from the West...

She took a few steps back and looked towards the distant front, which was the mountains in the west that she had looked at last night.

The church faces the mountains to the west?

Did Gu Chenyang discover something that caused him to carve this sentence on his back?

But what does this have to do with the other world?

She lowered her eyes in thought, pursed her lips subconsciously, and her breathing became a little slow.

When Qin Wei found the two people, they were sitting cross-legged on the ground, huddled in the shadow of the low wall.

“Let’s go to the prayer flags. You can take a picture of me while I throw them!”

"It's so hot!" The ultraviolet rays here are really strong. Gu Chaoxi feels as if the pores on his face are pierced by the sun.

However, unable to resist Qin Wei's coquetry, Gu Chaoxi still got up from the ground.

She didn't dwell on why Gu Chenyang engraved this sentence. After all, she listened to what he wrote in the letter.

There were quite a few people taking photos at the prayer flags.

Qin Wei got a new one from somewhere and said it would be more interesting if she tied one herself.

Gu Chaoxi didn't care about that. He took out all the wind horses in his bag and waited for Qin Wei to finish.

Some people here gave up their seats consciously after taking pictures.

After Qin Wei tied the prayer flags, she came to Gu Chaoxi to get the wind horse.

"From the bottom up, I want something big and grand, you know what I mean, little cutie!"

"Okay, okay, the photos I took of you are absolutely magnificent and grand!"

She took a deep breath, picked up her phone and started looking for the angle.

While two people were busy taking pictures here, Pei Yan was alone looking for people to inquire.

The old lady sitting on the stone kept shaking the prayer wheel in her hand and mumbling something.

Pei Yan walked over, bent down slightly, until he was completely squatting in front of the old lady, then he opened his mouth to speak.

"Hello, I want to ask you something."

The old lady was startled back to her senses by his question. Her cloudy eyes looked around before fixing on Pei Yan.

"You are a foreigner, right?"

She spoke slowly and with a slight tremor in her voice.

Pei Yan nodded: "Yes, I came here from Haicheng for tourism."

"That place is so far away!" The old lady seemed to have thought of something and looked into the distance.

Pei Yan was not in a hurry either. He just waited for her to slowly look away.

"Young man, what do you want to ask?"

"I heard that there is a very hidden god or Buddha on the western mountain, and it only saves those who are destined to be saved. I want to know, has anyone really seen it?"

After he finished speaking, the old lady seemed to smile.

Her eyes were lowered, and the wrinkles on her face looked particularly friendly.

There seemed to be no light in those eyes, and those hands were tremblingly placed on their legs, covered with calluses.

"If you believe it, it exists. If you don't believe it, it doesn't exist. As for whether anyone has seen it, it's just a legend."

Pei Yan understood. He thanked her with a smile and was about to stand up when he heard the old lady speak again.

"People often say that gods and Buddhas are in our hearts. Young man, let everything take its course."

"Thank you, but I believe that success depends on human effort."

He smiled, stood up and walked towards Qin Wei and Gu Chaoxi.

At least one thing is true, the mountains to the west do hold secrets.