Under the dark night, the barking of the dogs became more and more urgent, and the shouting and cursing of the men were getting closer.
Gu Juncai had just eaten two fried eggs, hadn't finished a piece of bread, and didn't inquire about the situation of Arkham and Innsmouth, when these bastards came, he was really angry, Asked: "Mr. Joyce, do you have a gun here?"
"What?" Mr. Joyce was taken aback for a moment. He didn't expect him to be so tough, but now is not the time to be tough, "They have a numerical advantage! And boy, if we fight here and hurt someone, things will really happen. If it becomes a big mess, you will never be able to get out of this small town."
"Is there a way to call the police?" Although Gu Jun knew that it was impossible to count on it.
"I don't have a phone here!" Mr. Joyce became anxious, "Even if the police come, do you think they will help you, a foreigner from the East? Don't be stupid, they will only help those people outside to create something to kill you." Innocent reason. Come on, come with me, you hide in the basement first."
"Do they know you have a basement here?" Gu Jun asked with a frown, put on his backpack, and followed the old man to the side of the stairs inside the house.
"I won't let them search!" Mr. Joyce said anxiously, trying to open the basement door beside the stairs.
"No..." Gu Jun shook his head. You can't just go in a place like the basement. "I'd better hide in the woods outside the house."
"There's a dog outside!" The old man said excitedly, but seeing the other party's calm expression, he knew he couldn't say anything, "Forget it, you go to the second floor and hide yourself, be smart."
The second floor was okay, so Gu Jun hurriedly stepped up the wooden stairs to the second floor, but turned around in a hurry after walking a few steps, and called Mr. Joyce who was about to go out of the house: "Over there in the kitchen! There are two Dishes." The old man could understand, and immediately ran back to the kitchen to clean up, at the same time, the group of people outside had already arrived in front of the house.
"Old Jos, take that heretic and get out!"
"You can't hide today!"
They were yelling, the old man finished cleaning up, and then walked to the door of the house, shouting at the top of his voice: "Who the hell is making noise!"
On the other side, Gu Jun reached the second floor of the house, the light was dim, so he naturally didn't turn on the light.
It was still a simple and old environment, with a living room, a corridor, and three rooms. He walked lightly and looked around, preparing to find a place to hide, and also paid attention to the noise outside. Mr. Joyce insisted that he did not bring anyone back. Those people wanted to search the house, but the old man yelled at them to get out and dare to break in. The house killed them all.
At this time, Gu Jun looked at some photo frames and picture frames on the corridor wall.
That was a family photo, right? Mr. Joyce, who was younger, and a middle-aged woman, and a young man. They were still a happy family at that time. And those paintings are oil paintings, all of them are farm landscape paintings, and I don't know who painted them or bought them.
Suddenly, Gu Jun's eyes flickered dimly, his head suddenly cracked, and there was that strange feeling again...
"This traversal ability... seems to be ready to activate again..."
His headache was even worse, much worse than the previous one, and he didn't know if it was because he didn't want to go, all kinds of emotions and spirits rushed together, and his whole body felt a little stiff.
No, I don't want to go yet. Gu Jun tried to control it, but he still didn't understand what was going on, it was like getting in a car that was going nowhere, what if it traveled back to the wasteland after the nuclear explosion? Or the icy North Pole or the South Pole? That would definitely be a hundred times worse than the current situation...
Arkham, Innsmouth, he hasn't visited these two places where his home world doesn't exist, and he doesn't know if he can come back after leaving.
And old man Joyce, this matter is not over yet...
The quarrel outside the house became louder. Mr. Joyce could drive the group away without a few words. They insisted that there were heretics hiding in the house. A man cursed harshly: "Old Joss, rumors Is it true, what have you to do with the Innsmouth people to kill your son and wife, and sell them to the devil!"
"How dare you!" Mr. Joyce was furious, his voice trembling with anger, "you son of a bitch, how dare you..."
"Old man, sorry we had to do this, for the sake of this town!"
There was a sound of fighting, the barking of the old man and the barking of the dog were very chaotic, but soon the old man was just panting and yelling to kill them, obviously being held down. With a bang, the door of the house was kicked open, and some people rushed in, "Go over there, let's go upstairs and have a look!"
Fuck... why is it this time...
Gu Jun felt that he was losing control of his body, every muscle in his body became stiff and convulsed.
thud thud thud, the wooden boards of the stairs were trampled, and the smell of country men's sweat came from the air first, they were cursing something.
"Heretic, devil, come out!"
"You can't hide, we are not Innsmouth, there is no place for you blasphemers!"
Gu Jun has a splitting headache, it’s the same in the wasteland, and it’s the same here, just like where I go, there is chaos and death...
Suddenly, he saw the dividing cross symbol again, appearing in a farmland landscape painting on the wall, flashing light. It was also at this time that he fell forward because he couldn't support himself, and bumped into these picture frames and photo frames.
At the moment those men walked out of the stairs, his whole body was pulled into the landscape painting by a force.
Bang bang, the picture frame then fell to the ground, and the light disappeared.
"Here he is, he is here!"
"Old man, he also said that there is no one hiding in his family!"
Those men hurriedly followed the movement and rushed to the corridor, searched all three rooms, then searched the second floor, the first floor and the basement, and then the small farm, but they didn't find any oriental figure , can't find anyone, and can't find weird things.
This group of short, fat or stout men looked at each other, their hunting dogs should not be wrong...
Mr. Joyce is also at a loss, what about people? Could it be that he jumped off the second floor and hid in the woods behind? But I also looked for it, and there was no such trace.
Although he was confused, the old man of course pretended to be righteous on the surface, he should be hiding well, "I told you, I don't hide anyone here! You bastards, just ran to my house and beat my dog, Search my house and accuse me of being associated with heretics, you bastards!"
Everyone scratched their heads in embarrassment. They could only turn their heads and cast fire on those hounds. Why did they chase after poor old Joss