Evening Bell Church

When Su Ge woke up from his dream, he found that his body was already very comfortable.

Although the previous pain still existed, it had been reduced a lot.

What was particularly prominent was that the blisters and ulcers in his cavity had almost recovered, and his control over his body had also recovered a large part.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at the bed curtain beside the bed. At this time, he felt that the surroundings were so clear and bright, as if he was a nearsighted person wearing a pair of glasses.

Just when Su Ge was about to look around, he suddenly found a problem.

Because at this moment, he suddenly found that his spiritual vision had increased by five points! !

Yes, from ten points to fifteen points.

"Fuck! What's going on?" Seeing this, Su Ge's heart instantly flashed a tremor, and even a faint fear.

Because he saw, heard, or knew something that he shouldn't have seen, when his spiritual vision skyrocketed, the probability of going crazy was very high.

The most typical example was the corrupt patrolman Louis before. He went completely crazy because his spiritual vision increased by about twelve points at a time, and there would never be a possibility of recovery again.

"What on earth did I see? How did it suddenly increase by five points!?" Su Ge's mind began to turn rapidly, thinking about the problem.

"Could it be that huge vengeful spirit? No, I didn't see its shape, and when the vengeful spirit died, my spiritual vision did not increase. What on earth is that? The monster with the strongest combat power in the third sequence only increased the spiritual vision of the priests by two points. What on earth did I see that made my spiritual vision increase by five points!?"

For a moment, Su Ge's heart turned from the joy that had just recovered to anxiety.

"Could it be the red shadow in the dream? It's unlikely. That's something in my consciousness. What in my consciousness can make my spiritual vision soar by five points!?"

"Fortunately, this spiritual vision grows while I'm asleep, and it doesn't put a heavy burden on my willpower."

"So, what did I see!?"

After thinking for a while, Su Ge felt his head start to ache again. He hurriedly used the meditation motto to calm his anxious mind and said to himself: "I don't think I can figure this out. I'll study it carefully after I recover."

Dong... Dong...

Some vague bell sounds came from outside the building. Hearing this deep bell sound, Su Ge's spirit was inexplicably relieved.

"Hearing this deep and deep bell sound feels like hearing soothing music. Is my hobby a little weird?" Su Ge thought in his heart.

Click... Click...

At this time, extremely subtle footsteps came, followed by subtle and gentle panting.

Hearing these sounds, Su Ge suddenly felt some subtle ripples appear in front of his eyes.

These ripples came from different angles and directions, some were big, some were small, some were thin, some were thick, and they were in various shapes.

"Is this a sound wave!?" Su Ge activated the spiritual power in his mind.

Then, these ripples were received by Su Ge's eyes and ears at the same time.

"It's about 20 meters away from me, and there is a door in the middle. The material of the door should be a high-density compacted solid wood door." Su Ge immediately analyzed a lot of information in his mind.

The door of the ward opened silently, Su Ge turned his head, and through the bed curtain, he vaguely saw a man in white clothes walking towards this side.

"Listen to the panting sound, it's Father Hank." Su Ge analyzed.

After thinking about it, Su Ge found that his ability to control sound knowledge seemed to have been enhanced.

"On the one hand, it's the improvement of my spiritual vision, which allows me to see new things. On the other hand, it should be the improvement of my physical fitness. My ears and eyes are much better now than before."

While thinking, the bed curtain was gently opened, and Father Hank's kind face appeared. When he saw Su Ge's appearance at this time, he said with satisfaction: "You are like a new life now."

Su Ge raised his arm and pinched his palm and said: "Yes, I feel very strong now. Thank you, Father."

Father Hank sat down and said: "This is my duty, you don't have to thank me. If you want to thank me, thank Bishop Ron for his generosity and Master Jellos for his attention to you."

Su Ge smiled and said: "But it's you who takes care of me after all!"

Hank looked at Su Ge, who was smiling very approachable, grinned and said: "People who are grateful will always be blessed by luck."

As he said, Hank bent down and took out the box he brought, took out a bottle filled with milky white special from the middle and hung it aside, ready to continue to give Su Ge intravenous infusion.

"What blood is it this time?" Su Ge asked curiously.

Hank operated skillfully and said, "It is black bear blood combined with stag blood. They can replenish your body with enough energy. Although your mouth has recovered, the tissues in your esophagus and stomach that were burned by the potion have not healed completely, so you cannot eat. This bottle of blood can replenish the energy you need for about two days of activities. By then, the wound will have almost recovered."

Su Ge looked at the thick needle piercing the vein in his arm and sighed, "Blood therapy is really magical."

Hank fixed the needle with gauze and said, "Yes, every time I give someone blood therapy, I always exclaim in my heart. Such outstanding ideas and thoughts, can human thinking really achieve them?"

Su Ge did not respond after hearing this. It is better not to delve into such things.

After the infusion was processed, Hank put away the things and asked: "Since I'm not going to sleep, sitting here will definitely be boring. Do you need a book?"

Su Ge said with a grateful face: "If you can bring me a book, I will thank you from the bottom of my heart."

"Haha!" Hank smiled, turned around, bent down and touched it before saying, "There are not many books in the hospital. These are the ones left by the last patient. Just take a look at them."

Su Ge naturally had no qualifications to be picky, so he took the thick black book and read it.

"The Evening Bell of the Valley?" Su Ge was stunned when he saw the name.

Hank smiled and said: "It's a weird name, right? This book seems to be a book about legendary assassins a long time ago, similar to a biography. But it describes a lot of things that are too illusory and unreliable. , and was even suppressed and burned by the League of Assassins. Just read it as a fantasy novel."

"This world itself can be called a fantasy novel." Su Ge complained in his heart and asked: "Why didn't its owner take it away?"

Hank was silent for a moment, with a trace of hesitation and thought flashing across his face, and then said: "Since you are one of our own, I won't hide it. Its owner was once a night watchman, and his profession was a Deathrattler. Only But he listened to so many voices of the dead that he went crazy."

When Su Ge heard this, he was heartbroken.

Hank said sternly to Sugar: "I heard that you can also hear those voices. I gave you this book to remind you. I planned to tell you after you recover, but since you asked , there is no need to hide it.”

Sugar touched the cover of the book and whispered, "Thank you, Father."

"I have not stepped into the mystery, but I know the despair within it. I hope you can keep your true heart and don't lose yourself." Hank said earnestly.

I read the previous chapter and found that some readers’ comments were a little too early. When I write, I analyze it through the subjective perspective of the protagonist. I won’t write too much about what the protagonist doesn’t know. At the same time, there are a lot of subtle foreshadowings in some seemingly daily chapters. Please be patient, the next part will be more exciting.