Zhang Yun quickly left the western-style building.Before leaving, he could still see his companions upstairs waving to him, Zhang Yun looked at it, nodded, and then went on the road.Walk through the village and into the fields, with a wide wooded area ahead.The forest was dark, and nothing could be seen.Zhang Yun always held a gun in his hand and trotted over.It turned into a shadow in the night, and after a while, it disappeared into the depths of the forest.Almost nothing could be seen in his field of vision, and for his own safety, Zhang Yun took out the long-stored nuclear flashlight from the system world.Smack open.The light is fan-shaped and shines on the forest floor.The soil is uneven, and from time to time there are tree roots coiled.The woods are not young, and many of them are at least decades old.Not far away, a deep whisper was heard......
Zhang Yun turned off the flashlight because he had already seen the light.There was a clearing at the end of the woods, and there was a church rising from the ground, which was the Celestial O Church.There are many people in the country who believe in this religion.Zhang Yun remembers that in his hometown, there was a small church a few kilometers away, and many people went to pay homage.He lives in a small city outside the eighth tier.Of course, it is not surprising that the Heavenly O religion is practiced in this village.But Zhang Yun listened to it for a long time, and the whispers coming from the church didn't look like the Bible.The fire candle was burning, and Zhang Yun slowly approached the door, tiptoeing to prevent himself from making any sound.The large wooden door was not completely covered, and it happened to reveal a gap for Zhang Yun to visit.The church was full of people.They turned their backs to Zhang Yun, hunched their backs, and whispers came from their mouths.In the center of the church, there is not a statue of Jesus, but a 'wall of corpses' made up of corpses.The corpses were either headless, or handless, or even had a stomach hollowed out......
The walls are red, blood red!
The blood forms a graffiti-like work of art on this wall.Messy, yet extremely penetrating.Zhang Yun felt a wave of dizziness and wanted to vomit.He held back and stared intently.On the corpse wall, there are still a few people who are not dead, they are dying.Three guys in suits, who looked like people from the city, and even one with white skin, light brown eyes, and a scruffy beard, was not a Chinese person.Song Ming stood where the priest was supposed to stand, praying with his eyes closed.Even if he watched it up close, Zhang Yun couldn't tell what was going on here.First of all, everyone was supposed to be injected with yellow potions, and then they began to rely on crops grown with zombie fertilizer.People who eat these crops either become stupid or become infinitely powerful, and their functions are improved in all aspects.Then the villagers killed the people who injected them with the medicine.It can be seen that there are many dead people in white coats on the corpse wall, and it seems that they are all doctors.And the people on it, without exception, have two artistic black minimalist letters ......
"N-W" sewn on the chest of their clothes.Things are already clear.Zhang Yun came here alone, and he wanted to take something away.Suddenly.Song Ming said loudly: "Let the Lord give us the courage to face the last days!"
Let the earth return to its primitiveness, let's start to be immune to the virus today, and when the world collapses, we will regroup......"
Those villagers echoed in unison, and they chattered with Song Mingnian in unison.Zhang Yun didn't look into the door again, but turned his head to look outside.The rustling of the wind outside the woods, after Zhang Yun dodged it, he took out his headphones and adjusted the frequency of the walkie-talkie: "Boy, you go back to the RV and wait for me first." ”Two seconds later, the walkie-talkie responded, "Okay, Zhang Yun, be careful." ”Putting the walkie-talkie away, Zhang Yun circled the church from the main entrance.On both sides are frosted windows, with colored grilles on them, and you can't see the inside at all.Even so, Zhang Yun still bent over with his head down and went around to the back of the church.Behind it was a solid wall, obscured by a thicket.Zhang Yun frowned and thought about it, the best way, of course, was to wait for them to leave, and then sneak in and take what they needed.Now they can only crawl here, and they can't be discovered.If he faced these villagers, Zhang Yunneng could kill one or two, more than a dozen, but he couldn't kill everyone.Even, he will encounter danger.Therefore, Zhang Yun asked Zhou Jue to take people back to the RV before, and only after they left did he take action.As the time progressed, the night deepened.In the woods, a shade, the wind rustles through the woods, and the leaves beat each other.The grass and trees on the ground were swaying, and Zhang Yun was sitting in the bushes when he suddenly heard a cough.Immediately afterwards, a big hand held Zhang Yun from behind.And the other party's whisper also sounded at the same time: "Brother, don't move, I'm not an enemy." ”Looking back at him, it turned out to be a black man!
He was wearing only a light gray shirt, which was already in tatters, and he was wearing trousers and leather shoes underneath, looking very embarrassed.Of course, his dark skin didn't look too embarrassed.It's just that this guy holds himself down with one hand, and with the other, he holds a gun against his waist.Zhang Yun sneered: "What are you going to do?"
”"Brother, I just want to save my colleagues, they are not dead, just now, I saw you wandering in the church, knowing that you are not a villager with them, so I rushed up to say hello, you promise me not to do it first, I will not shoot, no, if I shoot, we will both die."
The black man's Mandarin was quite neat, and Zhang Yun nodded: "Don't worry." ”The black man breathed a sigh of relief, put away the gun, and sat next to Zhang Yun: "Do you know who they are?"
”"Villagers?""
No, they're heretics."
The black man trembled: "They killed my colleagues, cut off their heads, hands and feet, gouged out their bellies, took out their intestines......
They are demons. ”Zhang Yun didn't speak, and looked at him quietly.The black comrade was so dark that all he could see was his shining eyes and white teeth.But I could feel the irrepressible anger in him at this moment."
I'm sorry, I lost my temper, my name is Arno, hello."
The black man held out his hand and shook it."
Zhang Yun.""
You're from outside?"
Arnold asked."
Kanazin.""
Oh, I know that place, I've been there on business trips before."
Arno laughed.Zhang Yun lowered his head, and the same "N-W" letters were also printed on this person's shirt, indicating his identity."
You......
And your colleagues, why are you here?
”Zhang Yun asked.Arno sighed, "I'm sorry, this is ......
I can't say. ”