Survival: King Picking Game

After teasing Sister Huang Quan, Li Pingan put the mobile phone back on his belt and looked around.

This is the west side of the Alps, the French Provence region famous for its beautiful scenery and gourmet food, a rural town that is often visited by tourists.

At his feet is a lush and blooming lavender field, and pure purple blooms one by one in the high and low fields.Harvested haystacks are rolled into oak wine barrels.Three by five are dried on the field.

...Of course, Li Ping'an's original intention was not to come for sightseeing.Although he always has a leisurely attitude.

In fact, ever since Li Pingan left Charles de Gaulle Airport the night before, he has been following a mysterious guy.Following the clues, it took more than a day to finally arrive here.

In the eyes of others, this kind of behavior is undoubtedly incredible.Just find some suspicious-looking guy on the street and follow him to find a clue?

If it were that easy, all the cops and detectives in the world would be out of a job.

...However, this is for Li Pingan who has "super luck".Even if this guy wanders around, intelligence and clues can be delivered to his door on his own initiative.

Moreover, he didn't find it "casually"—the unlucky guy who was followed by him was a dead man whose bloody smell could be smelled three streets away.

……

"Ah, it's here."

Li Pingan walked to the door of a small church.

Chapter 1013 Massacre

——It was a white building. ΨMiscellaneous & Magazine & Bugs Ψ

It occupies a small area, and it is a very common small church in the country!

Li Pingan slowly approached the church along the path among the lavender gardens.

Then he noticed that there was an old man kneeling at the door of the church.

The old man was wearing a luxurious suit, and his gray hair was combed neatly.He was immaculately dressed, like an old gentleman from high society.

However, at this moment, he is humble and respectful...kneeling outside the church door.Regardless of the clothes and pants stained by the dust on the ground, his forehead was firmly pressed to the ground.

not moving at all.

If he hadn't "seen" the strong aura of the dead on his body, he might have been mistaken for a lifelike sculpture.

...By the way, the wooden door of the church was locked.

From the outside, you can't see the inside of the church at all.

The windows decorated with stained glass, at a height of six or seven meters, are closer to the pointed cross. Under the sunlight, they glow with strange and colorful luster.

... All in all, let's ask first!

Even if the other party is a dead disciple, he must be treated politely.

"Bonjourcevieuxmonsieur. (Hello, old gentleman)"

Li Pingan walked to the door of the church, bent down, smiled and said hello to the old man kneeling on the ground in half-baked French.

"Cuckoo..."

The old man didn't answer, nor did he raise his head from the ground.

Instead, it made a strange noise.

Li Pingan could vaguely hear it.

An old head clinging to the ground.It is making a "cuckoo" sound like squeezing air from deep in the throat.

A strange and distorted sound.

"Well, what's the matter? Did you have a myocardial infarction?"

Li Pingan stretched out his hand, showing a concerned expression.As if to pat the old man on the shoulder - reach out to the other's shoulder.

--result……

It's like a classic scene that only appears in horror movies... The head suddenly turned around on the opponent's neck!

Amidst the "cracking" sound of bones rubbing against each other, the old head turned 180 degrees directly, from the original state of sticking to the ground to facing Li Pingan head-on!

A decayed face, protruding eyeballs, a pale look, and...a wide open mouth.

The blood-red mouth was full of sharp canine teeth.A puff of corrosive gas was emitted.

...If it was an ordinary person, he would probably be unable to move in fright, and then the "dead" in front of him would throw him to the ground and bite his throat.

However, Li Ping'an had already stood aside, avoiding the sudden attack of the "old man" in his spare time.

"Whoa, that's a good show. Doesn't it fall off?"

He was even in the mood for a joke.

... ghouls.

Those who were eaten by the dead and died, and then buried as remains for several years.The brain is decomposed, and the soul is released from the cage of the body. In order to supplement the lack of the body, the body is slowly restored by devouring the corpses placed in the grave...that is, the "vampire" who has not yet regained intelligence.

The walking dead at all.

"Huh...huh..."

The ghoul gasped for air, and rotting corpses trickled down from the corner of his mouth.