Chapter 386

Dada, the carriage drove on the muddy road for a short time, far away from this remote town, to the more barren suburbs.

At this time, it was evening. The sky was red with the sunset, and the night would soon come. The homing birds chirped and flew back into the woods.

With the old man's call to stop, the brown horse pulling the cart stopped, and some grass on the pallet fell to the ground. "Mr. Gu, you can come out." The old man said, "welcome to my farm. I'm alone here. There are some cows, chickens and dogs." The dogs have come round enthusiastically.

"Thank you, Mr. Joyce." Gu Jun gets out of the grass and takes out his backpack. He looks around.

It's not a big farm. It's just in front of a two-story house. It's fenced in some fields to grow crops. Besides, there are warehouses and animal sheds built by wood. There are cows and chickens raised by Mr. Joyce, which makes the air smell like animal manure.

However, this place is not small. It is not easy to take care of it alone.

"I wasn't alone before." Mr. Joyce seemed to be able to see his doubts, but he still said in a clear voice: "and my mother-in-law, my son, are all dead, just a few years ago. My son had an accident; my mother-in-law couldn't stand the blow and died. "

Gu Jun frowned, "I'm sorry." In the old man's hearty tone, are hidden sadness.

The old man moved the fodder down and went to the house after a busy work. "How about fried eggs and bread?"

"Good." Gu Jun was actually very hungry and his stomach was gurgling. He had only one breakfast "today". He went from the base of Dongzhou medical department to the oak forest, then to the waste soil, and then came here. The lack of physical strength also made his spirit decline.

He followed the old man into the house. Although the city of Citigroup in 1929, like New York City, was very developed, the layout of the house in chicton, a remote and small place, in a poor family like the old man, was simple and simple. There was no electrical appliances, television or telephone.

"My son." Mr. Joyce said to himself, "Jack, a wonderful young man, died at 26 years old, on the other side of the Indus. He wanted to go there to see if there was any way to make money, but on the way to the town, he met a frightened horse. The horse knocked over several people. Jack was one of them. He was very unlucky. He was trampled on the chest and died on the spot

Gu Jun silence, followed the old man to the kitchen, but there are gas stove and other things.

"It's very common for horses to be frightened in the country." Mr. Joyce said, "there are so many strange things there. We are far away from here, but indosmouth is still a lot more remote. It is an old seaport. I heard that it was as prosperous as a city more than 100 years ago, and now it is completely abandoned land. It was like this when I was a child. There was no railway, no train. You can go by bus. You have to go to Arkham first

Mr. Joyce sighed, "my poor jack, always thinking of making a fortune, thought he could take advantage of the abandoned house there, but he died."

"Aren't there many residents there?" Gu Jun made a remark.

"Not much now." As Mr. Joyce turned on the gas stove and took out the eggs to make fried eggs, he said, "it's all fishermen on the sea, and there's a gold refinery. It's strange that in a decaying place, only the old people who can't walk are left. But in indosmouth, you can't see any old people. Even the older ones are hard to see. There are young people there, just as if they will leave at a certain age. "

Gu Jun ponders, leave? Where did you go?

"The people of indosmouth are eccentric and closed-minded." The sound of frying eggs sounded, and Mr. Joyce was busy with his spatula. "We, the towns and villages near it, have always had a lot of legends about it. But sometimes you can't blame these rumors, because the people there believe in It's different from us. Mr. Gu, I just want to ask you this question. Maybe you can answer me. "

"What?" Gu Jun doubts way, "please say."

Mr. Joyce turned to look at him, and his old red face was slightly pulled down. "There is a saying that the Indonesians worship demons, and they often hold many sacrificial ceremonies. I always suspected that Jack's death was not so simple. I suspected that he was sacrificed to the devil

Gu Jun feels that the old man's eyes are not completely friendly

"It is said that the Indonesians believed in a demon called Dagon." "It's a pagan imported from the East," said the old man

Suddenly heard "Dagon" this name, Gu Jun and some headache, but in the heart understand a lot.

Dagon, of course, is Dagon, one of the powers seabird seeks. If the Indonesians believe in Dagon, they may turn into deep divers It seems that this transformation did not happen when young, but only at a certain age, so there are no middle-aged and elderly people there

From the east?This should also be the reason why those men are so excited to expel him that they cry out the devil, the pagan, to kill all of them

"Mr. Gu, I want to ask you." Mr. Joyce's voice was a little heavy, "how much do you know about Dagon?"

Gu Jun did not know how to answer for a while. He did know something about it, but it was not because he was from the East.

It is just that if there is a world of his hometown, which does not exist in the world, he really does not know what his hometown, the East, has.

After all, the leader of the laeya order, the immortal Taoist, is also there.

Facing the old man's eyes, Gu Jun knows that he can't just lie about like this. He needs to get more information.

And in this era, it is not easy to meet such an old man in this place, especially hostile to Oriental people.

"Mr. Joyce, I don't believe Dagon." He first said, seriously and sincerely, "in fact, Dagon's followers are my enemies."

"So you do know Dagun religion?" Mr. Joyce was excited, and his white beard quivered.

"On the ship that came to this country, I once had a fight with several Dagon believers." Gu Jun continued, "Sir, I can tell you that in my hometown, people also hate Dagun religion. It is just a kind of evil secret association. In our country, it is said that it is a heresy imported from the West. But now it looks like it came from the abyss. Mr. Joyce, I'm sorry to say that, but I think your son's death is very suspicious

"I know, I know..." Mr. Joyce gnashed his teeth. His old face was even redder and his eyes were a little wet. "The coroner couldn't find Jack's heart. He said that he had been trampled on by a horse. But I've dealt with these animals all my life. I know it's not like that to be trampled to death by a horse..."

Thinking of Tian Yiqing, Xie Yiman and others, Gu Jun sighed in a deep voice. If it was a sacrifice, those evil believers could do anything.

"I knew..." The old man is still murmuring, "and two years ago, a lot of people were arrested by the federal police, and a lot of old houses on the quayside were burned down."

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