I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler - Chapter 772

Chapter 772 771. Idols

In the early morning, the surroundings finally became brighter.

Although the fog is still shrouded, at least the visibility has improved a lot.

Lu Bian glanced at the time, it was already seven in the morning.

It was very cold outside the window. The mist itself was formed by the condensation of water vapor after encountering tiny particles in the air. At this moment, these white mists were like ice crystals, crackling against the window glass, making a small sound.

He was about to go online to check, but suddenly found that there was no signal.

“Does your phone have a signal?”

Lu Han asked Scott, who was beside him, that the driver was waiting for the others to wake up to change shifts, and after yawning, Scott decided to park the car on the side of the road.

“No, it seems that this place is still a long way from Miskatoke.”

Scott glanced at his phone and shook his head.

“I’ll take a drink and wait for them to wake up.”

He took a bottle of water in the car freezer, took a sip, wiped his face with water, and seemed to wake up a bit.

Rokukan also got out of the car.

He took a breath of the gray fog-filled air, feeling his lungs burning.

Scott is not smoking, but has a camera and is filming his surroundings.

Lu Kian looked at him alone, his gaze moved further away.

He saw that the gray mist seemed to be dissipating.

“Um?”

Rokukan saw that a building appeared in the fog.

“Look.”

He pointed forward, causing Scott to turn his head away.

In that fog, a spired house appeared as the fog subsided. It looked like a church with a pointed roof and stained glass.

It’s just that this church looks abandoned for a long time.

“What’s wrong?”

At the door of the RV, Wes yawned and slowly got out of the car.

“There’s a church there, and there are street signs.”

Scott said that on the road next to the church, there was a road sign, which indicated that it was less than 20 kilometers away from Miskatoke.

“This church looks good.”

Wes looked up at the church. If a serious church is full of sacred connotations, then this church is obviously more dilapidated, with a little weird taste.

“Hey, get up, James, we found something good.”

He immediately went back and woke up his companions. The other three were still drowsy and did not respond.

“Let’s go in and take a photo, let’s go.”

cried Wes, who quickly pulled up on Scott.

Lu Kian followed behind them and entered the church.

Facts have proved that this church has indeed been abandoned, because except for the part seen from the front, the rest has collapsed. I don’t know if it was due to disrepair or natural disasters.

In this wasteland, it is easy to produce tornadoes, those winds swept the farmland, pastures, and even houses can be easily destroyed.

The decadent bench has been weathered, the wood has long been mottled, the prayer platform has collapsed, and the faith is no longer.

Scott’s camera rolls around, and soon turns to the idol behind the pulpit.

Normally, such a church should not have idols.

Prayers in churches are generally either crosses or some objects, and there are few specific statues.

But this church has a tall statue of a god.

This statue seems to have been damaged by wind and rain. The original gray statue has become a little dirty and slightly damaged. The camera is down and the face of the statue is photographed.

This should have been the statue of the Virgin Mary, and she should have embraced the Son of God in her arms, but now the deity’s arms are empty. The thing in her arms came to life, as if crawling away on her own.

On the face of the idol, there is no problem with the facial features, only the part of the eyes is covered with a black cloth.

The black cloth was obviously put on later, it covered the eyes of the **** statue, adding a bit of gloom and eerie feeling to the originally holy **** statue.

“Go, this statue is so cool!”

Weiss cried, he leaned over, stepped over the collapsed pulpit, came to the statue, reached out and touched it, feeling the rough texture.

“Why is she blindfolded?”

he said, and was about to climb up the statue.

“Wes, what are you doing?”

Scott still held the camera to record all this, he shouted, even if he was not a devout believer, but this kind of behavior of climbing the statue was a bit taboo, which made Scott feel uncomfortable.

“This place is abandoned.”

Weiss had already climbed to the position of the statue’s shoulders in a blink of an eye. He held the Virgin Mary’s neck and stretched out his hand to the black cloth covering the statue’s eyes.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

At this time, James, who had just stepped on the rubble and entered the church, called out, causing Wes’s hand to stop for a moment.

“Look what the **** this is.”

Between the words, he had already grabbed the piece of black cloth.

This black cloth is rough in texture and doesn’t look like cloth, giving people a wonderful feeling, Wes didn’t think too much, he directly tried to tear off the black cloth.

It was just that the black cloth was so tightly wrapped that Wes had to work hard, but at this moment, the black cloth suddenly loosened, and he didn’t stand firm. He lost his balance and fell backwards.

“!!!”

Scott was about to support him, but Wes’s eyes and hands were quick, and he quickly grabbed the Virgin Mary’s arm. His foot slipped, and he could only hang on that arm.

Fortunately, it is not too high here, Wes glanced down, let go and jumped down, landing smoothly.

“Scared me.”

Weiss cried out, glanced at the black cloth in his hand, and then raised his head to look at the face of the statue of the Virgin Mary.

There are a pair of eyes there.

Different from the gray-white and freehand style of the statue, the pair of eyes of the Virgin Mary are very realistic, as if they were carefully carved and then inlaid.

These eyes are full of colorful starlight, as if the Milky Way is contained in them. On the gray-white stone statue, these eyes are enough to be called charm, which made Wes fall into a sluggishness for a time.

Scott was also stunned. His camera recorded the pictures of those eyes. For some reason, he felt that the eyes were staring at him.

James was also attracted by these eyes, he took a breath, and his voice trembled.

“It shouldn’t be like this, how could it be like this.”

“It seems that these eyes blinded them to the idol.”

Lu Kizuna said, this eye is not human, but like some indescribable great existence, or at least, it may have witnessed some.

“I think we’d better get it back.”

Lu Kizuna took the black cloth from Wes’s hand, rubbed it with his fingers, and roughly judged the material.

“It’s not cloth, it’s some kind of treated leather, like cowhide or deerskin.”

Thinking of this, Lu Bian had a guess.

He didn’t make a sound, but climbed up on the stone statue and covered the Virgin Mary’s eyes with the black cloth again.

“Let’s go, we’re going to Miskatoke soon.”

After Lu Bian finished doing this, James, who was still immersed in those eyes, said in a trance.

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