The guy screamed in fright, his feet trembling like two shaky steel bars, and his pants soon became wet. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When I saw what crawled out of the church in front of me, I was immediately shocked in my heart, isn't this the zombie that Lan Kun said crawled out of Machu Picchu? How did it end up here, how did it end up in this dilapidated church? You know, Cusco is 75 kilometers away from Machu Picchu, how can the zombies that should appear in Machu Picchu appear here, maybe there is some kind of unknown connection between this dilapidated church and Machu Picchu.

At this moment, I had already run out from behind the boulder, and in a few breaths I had rushed to the front of the church, my toes were a little on the ground, my body jumped up, I spun in mid-air, and I kicked it, and hit the zombie in front of the door, and the zombie screamed strangely, and took a few steps back, stumbled a few times, and fell to the ground on my back.

Before the guy could stand up, he ran over in a few steps, stepped on his cheeks, spun the soles of his feet, only heard a creak, the zombie's cervical vertebrae broke, fluttered on the ground a few times, and then stopped moving, and died too much to die again.

I pulled up the person who was so scared that he peed his pants just now, and another man pointed at him, laughed out loud, and took the opportunity to make fun of the former: "I said that you are a big man, you are so cowardly, you have peed your pants, you are ashamed!" ”

I walked up to him and said coldly, "Ordinary people would be afraid to be caught by such a thing." You also make fun of him, and the person who sees his partner in distress and walks away is actually not very glorious. ”

The man was speechless when he heard me say this.

"Who are you?"

"Medium...... Chinese. The man in front of him was sweating, and he hadn't recovered from the panic he had just had.

"I'm also Chinese." I looked at them.

"Coincidentally, what a coincidence." Another person said with a smile, "It is also a great fate to be able to meet fellow countrymen on the other side of the ocean, in a foreign country." ”

I nodded and reminded them, "Don't come to this kind of uninhabited place in the future, you won't have such good luck next time." With that, I turned around and walked towards the church, and I had a gut feeling that there was something I wanted in the church.

When they saw me walking into the church, the woman asked, "Don't go in, that's where the monster came out." ”

"I know."

"Know you're still going?"

"I have to go. You'd better get out of here! I said coldly, there must be something strange in the zombies coming out of the church, and I don't want unrelated people to be hurt or implicated.

I walked in through the collapsed door of the church, and as soon as I reached the door, I was so shocked by what I saw that I stood on the spot like a clay sculpture carved from wood, and I couldn't come back to my senses for a long time.

The space inside the church is not too large, only half the size of a basketball court, and there is a device similar to an operating table on the right side of the center, on which lies a mutilated corpse, the corpse can no longer see the appearance of a person, the internal organs are flowing all over the ground, and the blood stains the operating table red. However, from the deceased's fragmentary clothes, it can be seen that he was wearing a white coat, presumably a doctor-like character.

Not far from the operating table, there were several people in camouflage uniforms, and several AK-47s were neatly leaning against one wall.

I suddenly became interested in the identities of these people, and I crouched down to examine the corpses carefully, and soon I found that their armbands were familiar to me, and they were actually the marks of bloody skeletons.

"They, how could they be, here." I muttered to myself, and couldn't help but gasp, the people with blood and skeletons are definitely not here to travel, their purpose is definitely not simple.

Just thinking about it, there was a sudden sound of violent vomiting in my ears, and when I turned my head to look, it was actually the three tourists who walked in, and when they saw the bloody scene inside, they couldn't help but vomit.

"What are you doing here? Don't get out yet! I shouted.

One of them covered his nose and said, "What are you doing with those corpses?" Disgusting to death! ”

I stood up and didn't want to pay attention to them, I guess they wouldn't be in a place like this for long. But I was wrong, and I was very wrong. I underestimated the curiosity of these three people, probably because they adapted to the bloody and terrifying environment inside, and after a burst of vomiting and diarrhea, they actually walked in one after another.

The woman actually said excitedly: "This is much more exciting than a ghost town."

"What are you doing here?" I want to kick them out.

One of the men shouted as if he had discovered a new world, "I know how they died!"

"How did you die?" The other two immediately chimed in.

I glared at them coldly, but didn't say anything.

The man's appearance was like that of a great detective, and he puffed up his chest and said, "When they were studying that monster, for various reasons, the monster broke free, and then, and then it became what it is now."

I jerked up to them, "You know why they're studying this?" And in this kind of place? Yes? You'd better not mess around here, otherwise something will happen and you won't be able to cry. ”

With that, I turned around and slung a camouflage-painted AK-47 in the corner of the wall on my back, unfastened my arms and put it on a corpse with six full magazines. Just as he was about to walk away, he saw an AK-47 bayonet on his lap again, and he also put it away.

After all this, I took a closer look at the layout of the place, and I have been to many churches, which are much more spacious than here, and there are many chairs that are as neat as movie theaters, but there are none here, and besides, there is no place in the church where there is a crucified icon of Jesus. This church is clearly a disguise, presumably the Spanish colonists who once set foot on the American continent discovered something here, so they built a church on this ancient site to hide the truth inside. A church is not a temple, and it will not be built in such an inaccessible place.

While I was thinking about it, the three of them had already walked to the opposite wall and were discussing the mural on the wall with great interest, and it was far-fetched to say that it was a mural, but it should be graffiti. The lines on the walls are surprisingly rudimentary, and all the images are just sketches of them, and sometimes you can't really guess what is painted on them without looking closely.

I walked over to it, and it was only then that I realized that these rudimentary murals were eerily similar to the giant paintings of the Nazca Wasteland in western Peru, except that many places had been soaked in the blood of those people and had become indistinct.

"You see, this ring is very peculiar, it looks like it's protruding, it's actually sunken in." The female tourist said excitedly, her hand constantly groping for a ring pattern on the wall.

The ring is not very large, about the size of an ordinary wheel, and it doesn't look very special on the wall at first glance, but it is the only three-dimensional pattern on the wall, which makes it suddenly not simple.