Chapter 339 Have you figured out how to apologize?
A dull explosion spread along with strong vibrations.
Su Fan frowned and listened for a while, then moved to another place and stamped his foot again.
It is true that he cannot directly search for the high-level cult believers in the underground through his spiritual consciousness, but it is more than enough to identify their location by listening to their voices.
Except for doomsday bunkers dug to withstand nuclear explosions or secret underground military projects, most civilian underground buildings are not too deep.
So based on the principles of whack-a-mole and watermelon selection, Su Fan prepared to shake the nearby ground.
Maybe you can find a special place with thin skin and big meat, and directly bring justice to the other party.
After doing this several times and constantly changing locations, Su Fan suddenly stopped and turned his head to look not far away.
A figure holding a flashlight was looking for him in his direction.
Dirty suspender jeans, a brown plaid shirt, and a straw hat.
Judging from his appearance, he is just an old-fashioned old farmer living alone in the countryside, with nothing special about him.
But if you look closely, you can see that the opponent is walking calmly.
It can be seen that he has been trained in fighting.
Su Fan suddenly showed a smile.
In the past life, once someone started to quarrel, a group of passers-by would soon gather around to join in the fun.
But this is not a big Eastern country with strict enforcement and control. It is common for American-style residences to have conflicts. Therefore, when there is any unusual movement, the first reaction of many people is to hurry up and leave.
The noise he made earlier by "whacking a mole" was huge, comparable to the explosion of a grenade. Normal people would have been hiding somewhere long ago, but this old man actually dared to come up...
< br>It seems there is something hidden.
Su Fan slowly walked out of the big hole he had stepped into before.
In this gap, the old man holding a flashlight had already stepped forward.
"Were you also attracted by that movement?"
Seeing Su Fan standing by the pit with a thoughtful look on his face, the old farmer naturally regarded him as someone who came to find out the cause.
However, the former reacted quickly. After briefly glancing at Su Fan's clothes, he narrowed his old eyes.
"You are not a resident of the neighborhood, are you?"
"That's right. I came here to travel nearby, and then I heard the roar and found this place."
The old farmer's eyes glanced at the canvas bag containing something unknown on Su Fan's shoulder, and his expression softened a little.
"Coyotes often appear in the area... In addition, there are traces of brown bear activity. Camping alone at night will cause trouble..."
"If you don't mind, you can go I stayed at my farm for one night. It’s not far from here, just five hundred meters away.”
The old farmer carefully observed Su Fan’s expression as he spoke. Seeing that the latter thought for a moment and agreed, his doubts were dispelled. A few points.
Su Fan followed the other person and walked towards the house not far away. On the way, he would also talk about the local customs and customs nearby.
"You didn't meet any young people on the way here, right?"
While chatting, the old farmer suddenly asked a strange question.
"No. The young people you are talking about are..."
"They are those little bastards who have not yet grown up."
The old farmer cursed in a very natural tone The teenagers looked at them with even disgust and anger on their faces.
"If you meet them, be careful. This is a peripheral township area. Young people and their family members are different from normal people."
"Barbaric and ignorant, ignorant and rude."
"Compared to humans, they are more like animals controlled by primitive desires."
"Really."
Su Fan recalled the previous encounter Those so-called minors feel quite consistent.
The old farmer sighed when he heard that Su Fan's tone had not changed.
"It seems that you didn't listen, so you might as well listen to me tell a story."
Three years ago, a couple from the city came to visit nearby and selected the nearby A scenic lake serves as a picnic spot.
But unfortunately, that is the territory of a group of young people nearby.
Friction naturally occurred between the two parties, and lives were lost.
"The result is that no one has seen the couple again, and of the group of teenagers, only the leader is left."
"According to the person who survived, the couple was on the way to fight with them. Their ferocity was so fierce that they killed their companions. In order to save their lives, they had no choice but to fight back. "
"When there is no evidence, the one who survived will tell the truth."
Su Fan spoke calmly, attracting the old farmer's attention.
He did not expect that this young man would understand what he meant so quickly.
"You are right."
"Because after that, there were some rumors soon..."
"For example, someone found traces of burning in the woods next to the lake... …”
“For another example, someone saw a woman in a couple rush into a house party in the town covered in mud and ask for help…”
“By the way, the woman who was partying nearby at the time was , it is the family members of that group of young people.”
"However, these cannot be used as evidence for the police investigation. In the end, the case will be handled as an ordinary missing person and the case will be closed hastily."
At this point, the answer is already obvious.
That group of lawless young people used a series of means to kill the male in the couple.
The remaining women escaped desperately, thinking they had seen the light, but they did not expect to step into hell.
In order to "revenge" and not hinder the future of their children, the group of parents secretly disposed of the woman, tacitly claiming that there was no trace of her.
"If you really encounter a similar group in the countryside, try not to provoke it if you can, and try your best to protect yourself."
At the end, the old farmer made a conclusion, and this was also what he said to Su Fan A friendly reminder.
“Don’t worry, I won’t give them the chance to do anything.”
Su Fan nodded.
“Well, that’s good.”
The old farmer felt something was wrong when he heard this sentence, but when he saw that the young man beside him had listened to the suggestion, he didn't think much about it.
But I heard the young man beside me suddenly ask the first question after they met.
"You said earlier that those gangs are barbaric and evil, ignorant and rude... What do you think is the cause of all this? And whose responsibility is it?"
"Innately evil Or the environment... who knows this kind of thing?"
The walking old farmer quickened his pace a little.
He could feel the young man behind him, a pair of clear black eyes always staring at him.
It was as if it was shrouding him in it.
In that sight, nothing seemed to be hidden. This strange feeling made him subconsciously want to escape.
There was an eerie silence between the two.
Until the farm with lights is in sight. The old farmer took out his key, opened the door, and invited Su Fan to enter.
Stepping into the door, all you see are books and some ornaments.
Animal skins, deer heads, carpets, motorcycle helmets...
The only strange thing is that there is no wine stored, and even the glass cabinets are filled with cigars.
After looking at it for a while, Su Fan found the main reason why there was no wine.
On the table in front of him were photos of the other party in his youth, wearing clerical attire and a cross around his neck.
Believers can smoke, but they are not allowed to get drunk.
Obviously, although the old farmer is no longer a priest, he still maintains the habits of that time.
"Your room is on the left side of the stairs. It's getting late, it's almost time to rest."
"I wish you a good dream tonight."
After saying that, the old farmer disappeared from Su Fan's sight.
He did not return to the bedroom where he usually rested, but went straight down the stairs to the basement.
Open the door and there are many books and information inside.
He came to the desk and sat down, took out the black photo album from the drawer and opened it.
In the silent bookstore, there was only the sound of him flipping through the photo album.
"I'm sorry for you, Laura."
He looked at the girl in the photo album and spoke in a low voice, talking to himself.
“Because of me, you have been unable to live with your mother... and you have been exposed to dark rituals and beliefs.”
“Whether it is as a believer or as a father, I Everyone should have stopped you...but I chose to protect you..."
"I am a failed priest and a failed father..."
More than forty years ago, when he was still a priest, he met a woman during the Holy See's special campaign against cultists.
He should have been arrested and handed over, but he was hidden by some strange combination of circumstances, and even married with her and gave birth to a child.
Due to his sensitive identity, he could only live alone with his children. However, due to negligence, his ten-year-old daughter became very interested in the dark rituals and cults he was researching and cracking...
< br>The mother's tragedy happened again to her daughter. Laura, who was under eighteen years old, left home and was never heard from again.
When we met again, she was already a dark and evil senior cult believer.
The reason why he came back was to perform a sacrificial ceremony to the devil and gain strength from him.
The joy of regaining something overshadowed his reason. The old farmer did not report it, but deceived himself into thinking that the other party had corrected himself.
Even though he knew that there were murders happening one after another around him, he still hesitated and wavered.
It wasn't until the young man mentioned the word "responsibility" that he made up his mind to correct his mistakes and shoulder the responsibilities that he should have as a father and a clergyman.
His daughter Luo La has killed five people, and he can no longer let the other party continue.
The old farmer stopped flipping through the photo album and raised his head.
An ordinary-looking woman with sunken eyes stood in front of the desk at some point.
She has a haggard face, and the wrinkles on her face are as deep as a knife. She looks about the same age as her father. It can be said that she is neither human nor ghost.
The two sat and stood together, with a desk in between.
The former's eyes were full of guilt and sorrow, while the latter's eyes were as empty and indifferent as a doll.
Because for her, what this biological father said could not resonate with her at all.
Like a drama actor who was moved by his poor performance on the stage, she looked down at the old farmer and raised his hand with cold eyes.
The right hand that had been on his lap actually took out a revolver.
The black muzzle of the gun was pointed at the woman's forehead, and then he slowly pressed down the hammer with his thumb.
Having fought against cultists, he knew very well that once the ritual started, it could never end.
Either complete the sacrifice and sacrifice the souls of the six people to the devil to gain incomparable power, or fail halfway and be killed by the devil and die in extreme pain.
In this case, it would be better for him, the one who gave her life, to take it back with his own hands, lest her soul be contaminated by the dirty devil again.
"Don't worry, Laura, you won't be alone in hell. I will come over to accompany you right away."
With tears in his eyes, the old farmer was about to press the trigger.
But suddenly he found that the muzzle of the revolver in his hand was rapidly softening.
Then a severe burning sensation ran down the palm of his hand and hit his brain. The old farmer shook his hand and dropped the gun on the ground!
Seeing that the situation was not good, he subconsciously wanted to take out another one, but his elbow suddenly bent back, and then fell down weakly!
“Don’t you think it’s a little too late to stop me now?”
The woman finally spoke, her voice hoarse.
“From the beginning of the ceremony, I can feel that my strength is constantly increasing, and now mere firearms have become a threat to me.”
She took out a small knife from her pocket, passed the old farmer, and cut his artery.
The woman wiped her lips with the blood spurting from his neck, and kissed the black wooden goat sculpture she carried with her intoxicatedly.
Then without looking at the increasingly cold body on the ground, he headed towards the secret passage inside the study.
Walking all the way, we finally came to a secret basement full of candles.
Ghastly statues stand on the surrounding pillars, with an altar made of stone in the center.
On the five-pointed star sacrificial circle, there are necklaces, cups containing black oil and other objects.
She took a deep breath, her expression rarely showing excitement.
The last person left can obtain the supreme power given by the devil in hell.
The target at this moment should be in the guard room of the police station.
How could the incompetent police stop her actions? She was probably fast asleep at this moment.
The life of this young man whom no one cares about will become the last step on her way to eternal life!
With her heart racing, the woman named Luo La couldn't help but dance.
The chaotic dance steps stirred up dust and shook the candlelight.
She kept spinning, and everything in her field of vision blurred into one piece. The black skirt was lifted up, and the blood that had not yet dried on it was clearly visible.
After an unknown number of turns, a voice suddenly sounded.
"Stop jumping, it's so ugly."
The calm and indifferent voice seemed extremely abrupt in the field, which made Laura's movements suddenly pause.
She turned her head suddenly and saw a young man holding a book, leaning against the pillar, turning the pages slowly.
“After all, I have never received formal dance education. Her movements are like a jumping female lizard, which is unsightly.”
“There is no beauty in the spinning, just like a spinning top. Same.”
The young man paused and raised his head, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.
"Have you thought about how to apologize for letting me see this kind of scum?"
(End of this chapter)