I'm not a drama god

The infinite realm.

The drizzle hit the dreamy glass-like church windows, making a very slight rustling sound. Chen Ling slowly walked out of the prayer room, her bright red costume standing out particularly in the corridor with Western colors.

There was still some time before the dinner started, and Chen Ling didn't want to stay in the church with the Silver King and Lou Yu for long. He would rather let the cold rain soak his body and go out for some fresh air.

Before Chen Ling could take two steps, another figure walked out of the prayer room and also headed towards the church door.

Chen Ling looked back and saw that it was Ying Fu...

He withdrew his gaze expressionlessly and continued forward.

"Chen Ling." Ying Fu took the initiative to speak.

Chen Ling stopped and said,

"……What's up."

"There is one thing I don't understand." Ying Fu paused for a moment, "In the Imperial Dao Ancient Tibetan, why were you able to call out my name as soon as you saw me? You have never met me before, so why do you have the intention to kill me?"

As soon as Chen Ling entered the Didao Ancient Treasures, he headed for "Ying Fu". The previous Li Fu might not have thought deeply about it, but when he became Ying Fu, he found that everything was closed in a strange way... From Ying Fu's perspective, Chen Ling was like a prophet who had already seen through everything.

Even though he was brought here by the Silver King and was in an extremely difficult situation, Ying Fu remained calm and composed. However, he just couldn't figure out this matter... He might be able to see through everything, but he couldn't see through Chen Ling.

Chen Ling guessed that he was going to ask this, and just replied calmly:

"Why should I tell you?"

Yingfu's brows furrowed slightly.

Chen Ling naturally couldn't explain the USB flash drive and the Time Archive to him. They might not even know about the existence of these things yet. Chen Ling couldn't tell him that you would hunt me down in the Time Archive in the future...

Times Archives...

Thinking of this, Chen Ling's mind moved and he fell into deep thought.

He ignored Ying Fu and walked to the church door. Just as he was about to push the door open, an invisible force like a wall separated him from the door!

Chen Ling took a half step back and looked towards the door with an extremely solemn gaze...

at the same time,

Ying Fu's figure walked up to him.

"It seems that the Silver King does not intend to let you leave this church." Ying Fu glanced at Chen Ling, and then glanced at the prayer room at the end of the corridor. "This church is a cage... You, and that Lou Yu... are both trapped beasts in a cage."

After saying that, Ying Fu pushed hard on the door handle with his palm. A low creaking sound was heard, and the church door slowly opened in front of him.

The rain, accompanied by a chilly wind, blew in from the open door, soaking the clothes of Ying Fu and Chen Ling.

Chen Ling frowned and tried to take a step forward, but there was always an invisible force blocking him, preventing him from leaving the church... Just as Ying Fu said, the King of Silver would not allow him to leave the church.

"Why can you?" Chen Ling frowned.

"Why should I tell you?"

Ying Fu walked out of the church and went down the steps step by step. The glazed light coming through the church windows illuminated his back, and the doors on both sides slowly closed.

At the same time, after a moment of silence, Ying Fu turned back again...

"Chen Ling." Ying Fu said calmly, "No matter what happened in the Imperial Dao Ancient Treasure, now, you and I are both imprisoned..."

thump—

The church doors were completely closed.

Chen Ling was trapped behind the door, with Ying Fu's words still echoing in his mind...

Being behind bars not only refers to Chen Ling who is under house arrest in the church, but also to Yingfu himself... Although Yingfu has the authority to move freely in the Wuji Realm, this is still the domain of the Silver King. The Silver King can still control his life and death with a single thought.

The only difference between Ying Fu and Chen Ling was that he was locked in a relatively more spacious cage.

Ying Fu's last words and his eyes were full of deep meaning... Although he didn't say anything, Chen Ling could feel the subtle attitude in his words.

No matter what happened before, now you and I are both in the cage... We are in the same predicament, maybe... we can help each other?

Chen Ling's expression was a little subtle.

It can only be said that the Chinese language is profound and extensive. Ying Fu only objectively pointed out the situation of both parties, but he was able to convey a vague attitude to Chen Ling invisibly... Even if the foreigner, the Silver King, heard their conversation, he might not be able to understand the deeper meaning of it.

It seems that Ying Fu’s attitude towards the Silver King is not that simple!

Chen Ling pondered for a long time in front of the closed door. As soon as he turned his head, his pupils shrank subconsciously... He didn't know when, the Silver King in a shirt and vest was standing behind him with a smile.

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Chen." The Silver King shrugged.

"I forgot to mention that for safety reasons, unless I specifically request you to, you'd better not leave the church alone... But don't worry, all your daily needs will be prepared for you... As for the room, I've already had it cleaned."

The Silver King clapped his hands gently, and a woman in a long dress came from behind, like a maid from the Victorian era, and bowed respectfully to Chen Ling.

"Take Mr. Chen to his room."

"Yes."

The maid made a gesture of invitation to Chen Ling.

Chen Ling glanced at the Silver King coldly, but did not refuse. Instead, he brushed the sleeves of his robe and walked straight to the other side of the church.

Chen Ling followed the maid and walked into the depths of the church. There were several arched doors lined up in a row, like special accommodation rooms.

The maid opened one of the doors.

"This is your room."

The room was larger than Chen Ling had imagined. Although the floor was made of large stone bricks, it was flat and smooth. Several arched glazed windows like those in the church let in dim light, making it not look dull at all.

The simple-looking Western-style kerosene lamps illuminated other corners of the house, making Chen Ling feel as if she was in an ancient castle.

If this is the cell where he is imprisoned, then at least the cell looks quite comfortable... Given the Silver King's pursuit of quality of life, even a cell must be exquisite and elegant.

After sending Chen Ling here, the maid closed the door and left.

Chen Ling, wearing a bright red costume, walked through the dim light of the kerosene lamp and stopped in front of several large windows... He looked at the dim city shrouded in rain and murmured to himself:

"Abyss..."

Chen Ling still remembered the look Bai Ye gave her at that time... and the word "abyss" he said.

Chen Ling didn't know why Bai Ye called the Fire Usurper the Abyss, nor did he know why he betrayed the Fire Usurper back then, but since Bai Ye, a seventh-level thief saint, could describe it this way, he believed that there must be some kind of horror hidden here.

But Chen Ling still has too little information at hand. When he arrived at the Wuji Realm today, he didn't see anyone except the Silver King, Lou Yu, Ying Fu, and a maid... It seems to be always dull and lonely here. The rain and everything under the church seem to be hiding some kind of secret, which makes Chen Ling feel uneasy.