Although Yorkes was mentally prepared, as soon as he entered the main building, which had just been named Pruto Church, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

Because, the neatly arranged rows of stools were all rotten, and there were broken pieces of wood everywhere, covered with a thick layer of dust.

The middle aisle is long gone.

It should be okay floor-to-ceiling windows, with some unknown things glued to them, which can already block the sun.

The important thing is that the image of Jesus has lost its upper body, only a pair of feet and half of the cross glued together, and it is very tenacious on the platform that does not fall.

That's it.

Yorkes looked up, and in his eyes, he could see dormant bats hanging upside down from the ceiling.

Because of his arrival and Mirta's arrival, some of the bats above had long since woken up and were dancing.

"Father York, this ......"

Mirta has long been embarrassed in the back.

York shook his head and looked at everything in the church: "It's okay, take your time." ”

In situations like this, it is indeed time to take your time.

Mirta is obviously the type of person who can get by, and the atonement who fights the rotten seeds everywhere doesn't really have much money on him.

So everything in front of them requires the two of them to work hard.

As for asking someone else to help, don't even think about it.

At the moment when the demon appeared, the church had long since become historical garbage, and the church was no longer a place for people to pray and seek refuge, because it was useless.

"Then let's start cleaning." York said softly.

"Yes! Father York. Mirta's excitement surged again, and in her heart, whatever was ordered by Father York, whatever she did was valuable.

Soon, the church, which had just been named Pluto Church, began to rekindle its life.

York, with Mirta, first disposed of the broken wood that was all over the floor.

If the stool is still in good condition, put it aside and use it after a few days of cleaning.

At this time, Yorkes inevitably showed a miracle in the eyes of Mirta.

A miracle in the eyes of Mirta.

The telekinesis that spread in the air turned into countless invisible hands, sweeping away the garbage all over the ground in one go.

All the garbage floating in the air flew outside.

Back and forth, piles of debris and dust were piled up outside the church.

At the same time, the bats above were also under control and were removed by York's eyes.

For a time, the church of Pluto began to look like it had been before.

A day just passed......

At night.

Yorks casually sat on the row of stools he had just cleaned up, picked up the bread on the table, and looked at Mirta, who had just called someone.

This world is special, but it's also similar to the real world.

It's just that the countries are different, but they have become fewer, and the territory of each country is unusually large, incredibly large.

Through his understanding, the planet on which this world is located may be larger than the Earth, but it is undoubtedly backward in some aspects.

In other words, there is no nuclear bomb as a strategic weapon of deterrence.

Mirta's statement is that because demons are rampant and spirits can pollute other people at will, there was once a country where the boss and some key people were polluted by demons and turned into evil spirits.

In the end, these people unleashed a lot of weapons and blew up their country and people.

There is an example of this, in order not to let the world perish faster.

The bosses of the remaining countries signed a number of agreements and decided to stop the research of weapons and at the same time jointly destroy weapons that could only be considered strategic in the presence of people all over the world.

At present, the biggest weapons are actually tanks, guns and other conventional weapons.

That is to say, from that moment on, the biggest thing in this world, the biggest and common enemy, that is, the demon.

So one of the reasons why this world can still hold on to the present day when the demons are rampant.

"That's good, though I don't believe ......"

York shoved a small bite of bread into his mouth, his eyes narrowed.

He hates dealing with officials, but the conditions of this world can make him feel like a fish in water in this environment.

The people who have been bullied by the devil are the seas that can support the glide of his ship.

"It's just a variant of the real world, and the spatial rift is like a demon ...... this world."

Yorks thought to himself, seeing this Mirta walk back again, and spoke calmly.

"Didn't go well?"

Mirta shook her head, looked at the priest seriously and sighed, "They don't believe it, they don't believe in your existence. ”

"Normal."

Yorks smiled indifferently, and he didn't believe that something that had not happened for so long suddenly appeared in the exchange.

"So the first thing we do now is to find the rot and prove ourselves."

Mirta nodded slightly, her eyes were very reverent: "Father York, I'll go to the police station tomorrow." ”

"Well, after a busy day, let's eat first."

York's voice resounded in the freshly cleaned Pluto church, floating in the void.

"Yes......"

However, just about ten kilometers away from Pluto Church, there was a man with a calm face, walking in the jungle outside a farm with a suitcase, he had just put away his mobile phone with a mocking look in his eyes.

"The legendary priest? How could something that hadn't happened for more than a thousand years suddenly appear now?

Mirta is not credible, she can be marked as a suspected evil spirit, and when the time comes, she needs to be sent to the city to check and prove that she has disappeared for a long time......"

As he spoke, the man shook his head, stopped where he was, continued to touch the dark, took out a notebook from his pocket, and then took out a flashlight to shine on it.

He received a suspected case of rot and ran thousands of miles away.

Now, he regretted it a little.

How could a demon appear in such a wilderness.

And there is a farm around, there are also some agricultural workers living there, and the town passing by has not changed much.

A storm of thoughts entered the man's mind, but his emotions remained stable.

"Since you've come here, you have to go over and have a hard scalp to take a look."

The man used the light of the flashlight to shine in the notebook and silently turned a few pages.

A stick figure of a map appears on it.

The town and farm are clearly visible, and a few roads are drawn outside the farm's markers.

The ultimate goal is straight ahead, in this jungle.

These are all maps he drew from the mouth of the reporter.

"It's almost there, it should be ahead."

The man looked forward, not knowing if it was an illusion, but vaguely he saw the light.

"Who?"

After confirming that it was not an illusion, the man picked up the flashlight and shone it forward.

With the sound of jungle friction and footsteps, the man silently took out a revolver.

As long as the demon itself does not appear, all people are ordinary people.

"Who!"

The man snorted again.

"Come out!"

"Wait! Are you a cleaner? ”

Hearing the voice on the other side, the man still did not relax his vigilance, looked at the front where there was only light, and drank again.

"Come out for me"

A boy, who was about a freshman in college, appeared in front of the man from the jungle with his hands raised.

He was covered in dirt and had an innocent look.

"I'm the reporter who called you."

"Reporter the reporter."

The man frowned, his gun still aimed at the boy in front of him.

"Yes!" The boy said.

"I'm Alex, Uriel's brother."

The man glanced at the boy in front of him with a wary gaze, but his mind was confirming the consistency of his voice.

"The voice is compliant, the name of the rot is Uriel, the information is consistent, it should be the person who reported it."

Then, he took another hard look at the boy to make sure he wasn't carrying anything aggressive.

"What's your mother's name?" The man spoke.

"Maria!" Alex didn't hesitate for a second, and immediately replied with his hands raised.

The man's gaze looked beyond Alex's body and into the distance.

In his eyes, he could still see the light from the very faint lights.

"Why are you here?" The man continued to ask, his heart relaxed a little.

"Because my mother, Maria, saw the light of the hair dryer." Alex tapped his chin on the flashlight in the man's hand.

"So let me come out and pick you up."

"Whew!"

Hearing this, the man put away the revolver, but did not take it back and continued to hold it in his hand.

"Your house in front of you?"

Alex nodded.

"Lead the way." The man said, "Lead the way ahead and take me to see your brother Uriel." ”

Alex nodded obediently, then turned around and walked ahead to lead the way.

It all looks completely normal.

The man breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and silently followed behind the boy.

But what he didn't see was a haze on Alex's face.

What he didn't even expect was that a transparent string was tied to the ground that Alex had led over.

So when the man walked, he was directly pulled by a thin rope, and his body staggered a little in the night.

Then he woke up and looked ahead, where Alex was already lunging towards him with a hideous face.

……

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Several gunshots in quick succession broke the calm of the night, especially loud.

The gunfire directly alarmed the nearest house, the farm marked on the cleaner's map, and the outer houses.

"Did you hear that?" Inside the house, a man with a grim face vigilantly wiped the window and looked at the source of the gunshots.

He had a beard and a cigarette in his mouth, and he asked his younger brother Jimmy.

"Could it be on our farm?"

With the last shotshots, Pedro could see through the window the fading fire in the distance.

"No,"

Pedro looked out the window at the deep night, thought about it carefully, and then shook his head: "It must have come from the forest."

With that, Pedro immediately turned around and walked towards the place where the shotgun had been placed.

Jimmy was still in place, his nerves already tense.

"Could it be the Lewis family? Or some poacher? ”

In this special era, the most taboo thing is the sound of gunfire and screams at night.

As the caretaker of the farm, Jimmy was reluctant to think of anything else.

"No, it's not Ruiz's family, Ruiz is just a farmer, he doesn't have a gun at home."

His brother Pedro had already walked up to the shotgun, picked it up and examined it, and replied.

"It's not poachers either, poachers don't shoot so much."

Pedro said, filling in one shotgun after another.

"I heard three shots, paused, and fired two more, and this is not a poacher, it is not hunting over there at all."

Pedro said, stopping to reload and raising his shotgun, taking a deep breath.

"Because it wasn't the sound of a shotgun, but a revolver, and only a revolver could fire five rounds in a row."

Jimmy, behind him, had a solemn face.

"Do you want to take the dog with you?"

"No, dogs bark." Pedro shook his head in refusal, and tossed Jimmy's shotgun, which had been loaded with two bullets.

Seeing his brother take it, he picked up another shotgun, then two shotguns, and reloaded them as he walked towards the door.

Slim, the taller Jimmy silently followed.

The nerves of the two were completely tense, and one walked out with a shotgun and looked at the jungle in the distance.

All you can see is the thick fog, the haunting farm and its approaching jungle.

It was dark and dreary, as if a giant beast was about to devour everything.

Jimmy instantly became intimidated.

They were caretakers, so they naturally needed to go into the forest to take a look, but in this case, he was a little afraid to go over.

Pedro narrowed his eyes at the foggy darkness ahead and spat out the burning cigarette in his mouth.

"We'll go back in the morning."

On a foggy night like this, no one dares to step into the darkness at will.

Including him, an old hunter.

"Good!"

Jimmy next to him breathed a sigh of relief.

The two of them retreated.

When the night faded, the sky was just slightly bright.

The two brothers, Pedro and Jimmy, who had been sleepless all night, walked out of the house in full gear.

He took the hounds with him.

Due to the restrictions of the terrain, the pickup truck outside the house naturally cannot be driven.

They could only step by step to see what had happened in the woods last night.

As a result, just halfway out, Ruiz, a farmer on the farm, came looking for him.

It seems that his face is full of oil, his hair is messy, and he also has insomnia all night.

"What happened last night?"

Ruiz, with his honest face and a short build, looked at the heavily armed Pedro.

"I thought something had happened to you."

Pedro glanced at Ruiz: "I don't know, now we are about to go over and have a look, do you want to follow?" ”

Ruiz immediately shook his head decisively.

"I'm not going."

Pedro withdrew his gaze, gestured to his brother Jimmy, and walked past Ruiz towards the woods outside the farm.

"Don't worry, we'll look into this." Jimmy patted the frightened Ruiz on the shoulder and followed.

The two men were dressed in hunter costumes, each with a shotgun filled with shotguns, and two hounds on their hands towards the source of last night's gunfire.

Led by the hounds, the two entered the woods with only overgrown weeds and a few trees, and soon found the source in the middle.

The ground was covered with blood, and in the center of it lay a corpse surrounded by various flying insects.

What makes their hearts solemn is.

The corpse only had a lower half of its body left, and a pair of feet connected to some organs, which looked particularly terrifying.

The rest of the organs, including the hands, were scattered all around, and the upper body was missing.

Jimmy's breathing grew heavier: "Is it a big beast, a lion?" Antonio's sheep were eaten by a big guy......"

Antonio, the owner of the farm here and the owner of the two brothers, scolded his two brothers for a sheep being taken away by a large animal some time ago.

Jimmy thought of it instantly.

"Nope."

Pedro stared at the cross-section of the corpse and said solemnly.

"The break in the middle of the waist is very flat, but it is more like it was cut by some sharp weapon, would the beast leave such a wound?"

Jimmy took a closer look, and felt that the scene didn't look like being eaten by a beast, and said nervously, "What should we do?" ”

"This has to be escalated." Pedro subconsciously swept around the scene.

In front of the corpse, he saw an old suitcase hidden in the weeds.

(End of chapter)