I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

Chapter 183: The Song of Sara (5)

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The young man with the money left contentedly.

Xiao Lan and Luo changed to a hidden abandoned house and opened the suitcases in their hands.

There is a lot of information in the suitcase, and the two first screened out the parts that overlapped with the information they knew.

Also removed some rumors that almost reached the IQ tax level, such as "infertility, find Sarah", "letter Sarah today and get rich tomorrow", "letter Sarah during the day and forget her at night" etc. .

Soon, a group of photos and a few pages attracted the attention of the two.

The photo seems to be a few years old, it has been yellow and faded, and above it is a simple small church, which looks ordinary.

But at the back of the photo, it says that this was taken in the small town of Mona, thirty-four years ago.

Xiao Lan looked at the photo: "Are there people who believed in God before? I thought they always looked like this."

He flipped through other photos, which showed many small town residents going to the church.

In the photo, these people appear to have good limbs and normal mental state, which is completely different from what they are now.

Luo also looked at the other papers, and suddenly picked up a few of them and said to Xiao Lan: "Sir, look here, the record about Sarah only appeared 33 years ago."

Xiao Lan looked over.

This is a pastor's diary, which should have been torn from a certain notebook. The paper has also turned yellow and brittle, with the year and date clearly written on it.

The diary records how he heard the weird sound.

At first he thought he was hearing hallucinations, but then he heard such voices many times, which made him suspicious.

When he asked the people around him, he found that some people heard the same voice as him, some said it was someone singing, and some didn't hear anything.

At first, everyone didn't take it seriously.

Later, the pastor who wrote the diary gradually realized that he also felt that the voice was getting better and better, like singing.

Later, some people began to behave strangely and mentally. The church began to organize the residents to use prayers to solve the problems, but to no avail.

Finally, the content in the diary became weird, like runes or pictures, making it impossible to read the meaning.

I am afraid that the pastor who wrote the diary was also affected.

Xiao Lan looked at these materials: "I'm afraid, this Sara suddenly appeared in the small town, and then used her ability to forcefully influence the residents of the small town. But his influence varies from person to person, and some people It will be affected very severely, but some have almost no effect."

Luo said, "You mean the guy who sold us the suitcase?"

Xiao Lan nodded: "Yes, he is from a small town, but after living in the small town for so long, he was affected very little. The neighbor in his mouth is probably the same. People like them might choose Leave here, so there will be so few talents in the town."

Xiao Lan saw another piece of cloth with blood stains.

There was also a piece of paper sandwiched with the piece of cloth, which read-"Thirty years ago, a mysterious sacrifice was held in the small town of Mona. All the participants were missing. They were suspected of being dead, but no bodies were found. "

"Sacrifice..." Xiao Lan rubbed the piece of paper in her hand, "Will it be at that altar?"

At this time, the witty little assistant Luo pulled out a hand-drawn map from a pile of materials.

Luo handed over the map: "This is the map to go to the church, maybe we can go and see if there is a clue."

The two walked over according to the location drawn on the map.

This is in the corner of the small town, and the surrounding buildings are slumped, most of which are buried in the weeds. Perhaps in a short while, this area will be swallowed up by the forest.

They struggled to distinguish the location of the building, and gradually found the original church.

The roof of the church has collapsed, and the cross on it is missing, and no idol can be seen.

The ruins of the broken wall that had lost the roof stood quietly among the grass, revealing a somewhat desolate feeling.

Xiao Lan was about to go in and take a look, but there was movement in the grass not far away.

Soon after, a figure emerged from the withered grass.

It was a man with disheveled hair and grass shavings like a beggar.

The clothes on his body are extremely tattered, and the original color and style are no longer visible. The whole body is dirty, and he can smell an unpleasant smell when he gets closer.

"Foreigners, what are you doing in the church?" The man opened his mouth, his voice very hoarse.

When he met his eyes, Xiao Lan realized that this person's eyes were very clear, not at all like being influenced by Sara. Moreover, his face didn't even show any traces of alienation.

Xiao Lan said: "Hello, we want to know something about the church, what should I call it?"

The man looked at the two and took two steps: "My name is John and I am a pastor."

"Priest?" Xiao Lan looked at his clothes with no color at all. "We heard that 33 years ago, the town of Mona had faith. Are you the priest at that time?"

John nodded: "It used to be like this. At that time, the residents of Mona Town often came to the church to pray and worship. Our life is stable and peaceful, which is completely different from now."

He looked at the almost collapsed church, with an expression of pain and longing in his eyes.

John walked up to the church steps and sat down, and raised his head to look at Xiao Lan and the two: "You are also here to investigate Sara. People from other countries are always interested in Sara."

Xiao Lan nodded: "Yes, can you tell us about it?"

John smiled: "I won't refuse such a request from a stranger, although I can't change anything after telling you..."

"Sarah suddenly appeared 33 years ago. At that time, many people in the town heard strange sounds, but everyone felt different in their ears."

"At that time, the bishop was one of the first people to hear the song. He described it to us that it was the most beautiful song in the world, and it must have come from an angel's movement. This made us once thought it was a miracle, and only devout believers could listen to it. To singing."

"Haha..." John smiled bitterly, "No, Sarah is not a god..."

Xiao Lan asked, "What about you? What did you hear?"

John said: "I can hardly hear, I can only hear a little noise vaguely, and feel nothing at all, probably this is my luck."

"Gradually, we found that the bishop had changed. He stopped praying and had no interest in the Bible. He just chanted'Sarah' all day long, and was even seen by other pastors hiding him from self-criticism."

"The same changes are gradually happening among the residents of the small town. More and more people have such strange reactions. We prayed to God, but it was useless. Things are still getting worse."

"Later, they became more and more crazy, and even overthrew the idol and built an altar for Sarah underground."

"Then all the people in the town mutilated themselves like crazy, fell into the mad worship of Sara, just like they are now."

"Some people were afraid of this and left the town one after another and never came back."

Xiao Lan wondered: "What about you? Why don't you leave?"

John's eyes were firm: "I want to guard my Lord and cannot retreat, even if I am the only one left."

Xiao Lan asked about the information she had seen before: "I heard that a sacrifice was also held."

John's expression became solemn: "Yes, it was held by the bishop leading the most fanatical followers of Sara, but none of them came back. I don't know what happened."

Xiao Lan: "Then do you know where the sacrifice is?"

John stretched out his dirty, haggard fingers and pointed to the ground: "Just below, there is a road under the church that leads to the altar. Later, if they have another road, they don’t need it here, but the road is still there. ."

Xiao Lan asked: "Then, have you seen Sara?"

John shook his head: "No, not only me, maybe no one in the whole town has seen it. I even doubt whether Sarah really exists."

Seeing that it was still early, Xiao Lan turned around and asked Luo: "Would you like to go down and have a look?"

Luo smiled: "If you want to, I will always be by your side."

John looked at them: "It's dangerous. I tried to get in, but something is attacking me. I can't get in as far as I can. You'd better not try it lightly."

Xiao Lan said, "Thank you, but we have very important goals to accomplish."

John didn't persuade anymore, he said softly: "May the Lord bless you."

Xiao Lan also said to him, "I wish you all the best."

Xiao Lan and Luo walked towards the underground of the church according to John's instructions.

He plans to explore the way first. After all, he is all advanced players. There is no need to hug any risks. If the danger is really high, he will come back to gather friends.

Soon, the two came to the secret path leading to the altar.

It was pitch black inside, and Xiao Lan had to take out the [Nuclear Flashlight] to illuminate it.

The passage is very rough, it can be seen that the repairs are not very particular, the rubble on the ground has not been cleaned up, and the experience of walking is not good.

The footsteps of the two people echoed in the silent passage, walking towards the depths bit by bit along with the darkness.

"Shasha..."

There was a noise from the front, like the sound of dragging footsteps, slowly approaching here.

Xiao Lan stopped and looked over.

What appeared was a figure.

He is dressed in a shabby priest attire, and may have been one of the priests in the church.

But his exposed face didn't have any facial features, as if his facial features were born together.

Not only that, but this person's behavior is also very strange.

He walked in the direction of Xiao Lan and the two, his body stiff as a stone statue.

He slowly approached the two of them, and when he was less than one meter away from Xiao Lan, he suddenly accelerated towards him.

He stretched out his stiff arms, his fingers withered like branches, and his nails were indeed sharp.

It is not difficult to imagine that the old Pastor John had to flee when faced with such a monster.

However, his opponent was different now. Before Xiao Lan could do anything, Luo directly flew forward.

Under the shining light of Xiao Lan's flashlight, a black shadow was seen jumping out of him and suddenly fell in front of the human and ghost priest, and then kicked him back with a graceful gesture.

The whole process is neat without losing the sense of beauty. While showing her long legs, she also perfectly showed her boyfriend's strength and her waist and leg strength.

Xiao Lan's gaze couldn't help but glanced over his thin waist and slender legs.

Hmm... It looks very powerful.

The priest's outstretched hand was still stiffly held in the air, but his back had fallen heavily on the ground, raising a lot of dust.

As he fell to the ground, the two quickly left from his side.

When he stood up awkwardly, there was no one around him.

The priest turned his head, seeming a little puzzled.

But after confirming that there was no one around, he began to wander around again, as if he would only appear in this fixed area and attack the intruder.

With such a move, the two people who were hiding not far away looked straight.

Xiao Lan said in a low voice, "It seems that we only need to keep a distance to get rid of them and sneak in. There is no need to waste time fighting."

Luo asked softly: "What if it is discovered?"

Xiao Lan smiled: "Then use the ancestral physical invisibility technique."

A certain assassin master said it well, as long as you get rid of all those who find me, it is a perfect infiltration.

Xiao Lan is very longing for this technique, but unfortunately due to various circumstances and time constraints, she often can't use it as much as she wants.

Luo smiled: "I'll do it for you."

The author has something to say:

Luo, do you look at my waist, sir

Xiao Lan: Good.

Luo: Then... Do you want to try

Pastor being kicked on the ground: Although I am no longer human, you are real dogs!