Chapter 5 Village
'Including the two loaded shotshells, there are only eight rounds left on hand...'
Gilan counted the ammunition and put the six in the carton He took out the shotgun and stuffed it into his linen trouser pocket. He immediately threw away the carton, picked up the shotgun and looked at the village gate.
"Save it."
He murmured and then cautiously entered the door.
What came into view was an empty square. It was not big, but it was equivalent to two basketball courts and was in the shape of an oval.
This seems to be the public activity area of the village. It is also paved with simple pavement made of soil mixed with stone bricks.
But I don’t know what tragic and terrible things happened here. The stone brick square was covered with dried and black blood, and there were some vaguely identifiable stumps and broken arms, which looked obviously human.
Flies were raging in the square, flying everywhere, giving people a strong sense of filth.
Gilan frowned.
The pungent stench and bloody smell filled the air, causing him to subconsciously cover his mouth and nose with his arms.
At this time, a figure swaying in the distance broke into Gilan's sight.
It should be a man, skinny and skinny. The linen shirt used for farming was full of dirt and waxy yellow. He also wore a worn-out farmer's straw hat on his head.
When Jilan saw a living person, he immediately became vigilant.
But he still took a step forward, intending to step forward to find some useful information.
But in the next second, a pale, bloated and naked man who looked like a corpse rushed to the farmer's side in a few steps. He raised the ax in his hand and chopped off the farmer's head!
As the blood spurted out, the farmer's headless body collapsed.
But the pale man still didn't give up. He raised and lowered his axe, and continued to swing the axe, hacking at the farmer's body crazily. There was still a maniacal smile on his face that remained fixed.
The situation was like a crazy butcher struggling to chop meat.
Pfft! Poof! Poof!
Droplets of flesh and blood splashed onto the man's pale skin, adding a touch of blood and weirdness.
‘It’s the guy in the dream! ’
Jilan recognized the man with the ax at a glance and quickly got down.
Because of the revelation of the dream, he felt that the other party was so powerful that he could not guarantee that the shotgun in his hand could kill the other party.
What's more, the only eight rounds of ammunition left were extremely precious, and Gilan didn't want to fight with them unless it was a last resort.
'Go the other way and avoid him. ’
Jilan looked around and quickly made a decision.
The position of the man holding the ax seemed to be the main road leading to the depths of the village, but the man was right in the middle of the road. Jilan found that there was another trail on the left, so he held his breath and walked slowly forward Take a step.
When Gilan completely left the square area and could no longer see the man's figure, he let out a sigh of relief.
For some reason, the other party always gave him a strong sense of threat.
The path was not paved with stone bricks, and the ground was muddy. On both sides were some stone and wooden bungalows with signs of time, which seemed to be the residences of village residents.
Ke Jilan never saw a single person again, and the surroundings were frighteningly silent.
The mist began to thicken, blocking his sight.
Indistinctly, a row of wooden fences appeared on the roadside not far away. They seemed to be fences built close to the bungalows for raising livestock.
Jilan walked over and found that the fence had long been damaged, with an opening. The broken boards at the edges were uneven, and there were many wood fragments on the ground... It was like domestic animals had knocked away from here and escaped. Got out.
"Huh?" Gilan glanced into the livestock shed and quickly discovered something.
In a fence covered with brown soil, the body of a fat pig was lying alone in the corner. This pig was extremely large, much larger than the domestic pigs in Gillan’s impression. Much larger, and covered with scars and marks.
Jilan thought for a moment, then walked sideways through the breach in the fence.
As he got closer, he saw clearly that the marks on the pig carcasses were actually circular patterns with vertical ovals in the middle. A horizontal line divided the ovals, and the gaps in the patterns were filled with There are many strange words and symbols that I don’t recognize.
‘Why so many strange marks on a pig? ’ Jilan frowned and covered his nose. ‘This village is really weird. ’
Looking at the pig carcass in front of him, he thought about it and squatted down, reaching out and trying to touch it.
However, the magical colorful colors did not appear, as if he was not interested in this thing.
‘Only monsters can be corrupted? Or do you need me to kill it myself? ’
Jilan secretly guessed and stood up slightly disappointed.
However, just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly noticed from the corner of his eye that there seemed to be a package on the other side of the pig carcass, but he didn't notice it because his line of sight was blocked.
‘What is this? ’
He walked around the pig carcass and picked up the leather package on the ground.
Under the package, there is an irregular triangular iron plate half a person's height, with a pull ring standing in the upper part of the middle.
Jilan held the tab tightly and turned it over with difficulty, only to find that it was actually a rough shield.
The surface of the shield was covered with bullet holes and scratches from claws, and it looked like it had been baptized by battle.
"Homemade thick iron shield. It can effectively defend against attacks by small-caliber firearms and monsters, but it has a huge flaw, that is, it weighs 32 pounds and is very inconvenient to carry."
"This is one of the armors of 'The Exorcist' Orlando Pitt. It was abandoned here for some reason."
Colored words appeared in Gillan's eyes, and he analyzed the information on the shield.
‘That so-called exorcist thing again? ’
Gillan couldn't help but look down at the double-barreled shotgun in his hand. This gun originally belonged to Orlando.
After putting the shield aside temporarily, he leaned against the wooden fence and unwrapped the leather.
There were not many items in the package, only two fist-sized brown iron kettles, a roll of gauze, and a note.
Jilan picked up an iron pot and quickly raised his eyebrows.
"Orlando's Exorcism Pot. A defensive grenade filled with gunpowder, silver-plated iron sheets and iron nails. It can effectively kill human bodies and monster targets. Countless evil people have died from this homemade product. ”
'good! It's a weapon of mass destruction! ’
Gilan smiled.
He then picked up the roll of gauze to examine it, and the colorful colors in his field of vision appeared again:
"Poison gauze. The gauze with the secret ointment is the 'Exorcist' 'The medicine developed by Orlando through his lifelong knowledge of alchemy can effectively heal trauma, and he has survived many life and death crises with it."
'It is also a good thing. ’ Jilan was very happy, but soon thought of something again, and his face became solemn. ‘I just don’t know if I can return to reality. If I can go back with these things...’
His eyes were cold, and if he had a chance, he would make those guys at the police station pay the price.
Exhaling a breath, Gilan looked at the note paper for the last time.
There is a scrawled handwriting on it, which seems to have been written hastily in an emergency:
"Damn! Something is wrong with this place! There are... (scratch) believers everywhere, even me It is also beginning to be affected, and the memory is fading! Don't forget the reward this time, Orlando, that is what you dream of, it is in the house of the village clerk Espy, he put it in the basement, go and get it, Take it and leave!”
(End of this chapter)