Revelation of the Way of Heaven

On Friday evening, Qin Xiaochuan arrived at Han Kexin's villa on time.

Han Kexin was dressed in a black outfit that perfectly showcased her exquisite figure, and her cold expression made her appear even more ruthless.

Seeing her outfit, Qin Xiaochuan immediately knew that tonight's operation was going to be exciting, so he asked her, "Where are we going?"

"The church," Han Kexin replied coldly.

"What church?" he asked, puzzled.

Han Kexin didn't say anything. She walked straight out of the hall, pressed the key in her hand on the steps, and her garage opened automatically. Then a cool, burgundy sports car drove out and parked in the yard.

"Wow!" When Qin Xiaochuan saw the sports car, his eyes were almost glued to it, and at that moment, only one word was pounding in his mind.

cool!

"Get in the car," Han Kexin said coldly. Before her voice had even faded, the car door opened automatically, and the two of them climbed into the car together.

Zhou Bin was driving, with Qin Xiaochuan and Han Kexin sitting in the back. Han Kexin handed him a tablet and said, "Take a look at this."

He took it and saw that it was an introduction to a church, which should be their destination for tonight.

The Church of Saint Descartes is located on the very edge of Qinglong District in XY City. Built in 1900, half of the church was destroyed due to war and some domestic movements.

In recent years, there have been attempts to rebuild the Church of St. Descartes, but the church has been haunted, forcing the reconstruction plans to be put on hold.

Seven years ago, the Church of St. Descartes and hundreds of acres of land nearby were bought by a real estate developer in the city. The developer originally planned to build a large amusement park, but due to funding and procedural issues, the plan was never implemented, and large tracts of land were left to languish.

The seven-star lamp they are looking for today is in this Church of St. Teresa.

According to the information Han Kexin found, the Seven Star Lamp was stolen from an ancient tomb by a group of tomb raiders and bought by a British merchant at the time.

The British merchant was a devout Christian, and when the Church of St. Mary was completed, he donated the Seven Star Lamp to the church.

It is said that after receiving the Seven Star Lamp, the bishop of the church at the time hid it along with other treasures. No one knows where it was hidden, but one thing is certain: although the church was destroyed during the war and domestic movements, the treasures that the bishop had hidden were never discovered.

Their current mission is to travel to the ruins of the Church of St. Francis Xavier to find those treasures.

After reading the content on the tablet, Qin Xiaochuan was still extremely excited.

Searching for treasure in the ruins sounded fun and exciting, and he couldn't wait to do it.

"Do you know where those treasures are hidden now?" he asked.

"I don't know," the other person said calmly.

"There must be some clues, right?" he asked again.

"no."

"No way, how can we find the Seven Star Lamp without any clues?" He frowned. It is said that after the church became ruins, several groups of treasure hunters went to look for those treasures, but all of them returned empty-handed, which shows how well the treasure was hidden.

"We have to find it even if we can't, because only the Seven Star Lamp can repair your damaged Heavenly Soul," Han Kexin said.

Since she said that, Qin Xiaochuan stopped talking and quietly watched the car drive forward.

About twenty or thirty minutes later, the car finally stopped. The place where the car stopped was very remote. On one side were some old factories, and on the other side was barren land covered by huge walls. There were no more neon lights here. There was a street lamp about ten meters away from them. The street lamp emitted a dim yellow light that could not illuminate very far. The surroundings were pitch black.

"Should I go with you?" Zhou Bin suddenly asked Han Kexin. Although Qin Xiaochuan had seen Zhou Bin many times, he could count the number of times he had heard him speak on his fingers. He was simply a standard quiet and handsome man, especially in terms of quietness, which made people overlook his existence.

"No need, you can just wait here for us," Han Kexin said.

Then the two of them got out of the car together. Qin Xiaochuan looked up at the sky. There were many dark clouds in the sky, which blocked most of the starlight. The moon was only half-circle, and the cold moonlight could only barely illuminate the outline within ten meters around.

Han Kexin casually tossed him a headlamp and two glow sticks, saying, "Take these with you."

Qin Xiaochuan put the headlamp on his head and asked her, "Don't you need to wear one?"

"Do you think we people who live in the night need these things?" Han Kexin asked coldly.

He thought it made sense and said nothing more. Han Kexin led him to the GG wall, where he noticed that a piece of GG paper on the wall had been torn open, revealing a large hole.

The two crawled through the hole into a small mound covered with weeds. They climbed up the mound and looked around. In the cold moonlight, they saw only an abandoned factory. A sense of decay, desolation, and mystery washed over them, making them feel a little nervous in the chilly night.

Han Kexin led him along the side of the factory, and after a while they came to an asphalt road.

Due to years of disrepair, the asphalt road was full of potholes. They walked along the road for about ten minutes before turning onto an abandoned side road.

On both sides of the path were abandoned residential buildings, which, under the cover of night, looked like a group of towering monsters, silently watching them. Gusts of wind swept through the buildings, making a sharp whistling sound that sounded rather tragic.

Qin Xiaochuan's tension intensified. To relax, he took deep breaths, his exhaled breath forming a small wisp of white mist in front of him. He looked at Han Kexin ahead; her steps were very light and casual. Because she was wearing a black bodysuit, she looked like a messenger of the night, a part of darkness by nature.

So this is the Blood Witch Clan, he suddenly realized. They were the epitome of coldness, darkness, and mystery in legends, a clan that drank human blood in the night.

"Am I going to become one of them?" he wondered to himself. Although he had thought about this question many times, he had never felt so clearly about the Blood Witch Clan as he did tonight.

Before he could think about the question further, the two arrived at their destination.

After passing through rows of abandoned residential buildings, they finally found the Cathedral of St. George's, a building that perfectly combines Western Gothic style and Eastern classical style.

The front part of the church is a main hall with gray walls and black tiles, but one corner has collapsed. Behind it are two towering bell towers, one of which has a broken spire, the bell has fallen off, and the cross is leaning to one side. The whole church is filled with an atmosphere of decay.

The church was overgrown with weeds and vines, some of which had climbed up to the roof. The church door was half-closed, the paint completely peeled off, revealing the rotting wood inside, indicating that the wooden door had endured a long period of wind and rain.

Han Kexin gently pushed the wooden door, which slowly opened backward. At the same time, the hinges made intermittent creaking sounds, like the last gasps of a wooden door on its last legs, which sounded unusually jarring in the darkness.

As soon as the door opened, a cold gust of wind suddenly rushed out, making Qin Xiaochuan shiver involuntarily.

Behind the gate was a desolate courtyard.

Han Kexin turned to look at him and said coldly, "We're going in."

"Hmm." He nodded, but he was trying his best to suppress his nervousness.

"Oh, by the way," Han Kexin said again as she was about to step inside, "just a heads up, there are monsters in this church, so you'd better be careful."

Her voice was colder than the night wind, making Qin Xiaochuan shiver again.