Chapter 190 The Past of Dunwich Town
“What’s this guy doing looking for that ghost?”
“Kick him out, don’t let him stay here, he will cause trouble when the time comes. I’m in trouble.”
For a while, everyone was whispering and talking.
The eyes gradually changed from horror to anger and disgust.
Zhou Wenlong is a battle card master. He can clearly detect subtle changes in everyone's expressions and various reactions.
Even the strong man named "Bob" on the side calmly took a few steps back after he said these four words.
"Ahem!" The old man standing on the stairs on the second floor coughed twice, and the scene became calm for a while.
He took a deep breath from the pipe, and the sparks flickered and smoke filled the air.
The old man looked at Zhou Wenlong and said with a serious look: "Young man, there is nothing you are looking for here, go look elsewhere."
"Maybe the cowshed in the corner of the town is a good place to go." The old man pondered, seeming to be talking to Zhou Wenlong, but also seemed to be talking to himself.
"Bob, give this friend a bottle of rye before seeing him off."
"Damn it, you're lucky. In the past, I would have shot you with a shotgun. The head."
The strong man named Bob said fiercely, but kept a certain distance from Zhou Wenlong.
Zhou Wenlong didn't care. As a card master, he would not attack ordinary people.
Even though the blond guy in front of him looks like a little hooligan who keeps provoking himself.
He looked at the old man walking upstairs step by step, but he fell into deep thought.
The old man seemed to be asking people to go out, but he gave a hint in the last sentence.
The behavior of everyone in the tavern just now made him know at least one thing.
The so-called evil secret code should not be a good thing.
If this is really an S-level secret realm, then the so-called evil secret code should be the prop to clear the secret realm.
“The bullpen?” Zhou Wenlong muttered to himself, pulled up his hood and walked outside.
He didn’t wait for Bob to bring him rye wine.
Boom! ! !
Thunder exploded, and the gloomy sky seemed to be split open by a sharp axe.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier, but fortunately, Zhou Wenlong can rely on the source power in his body to gather a barrier around him to isolate the rain from the outside.
Releasing the source power here seems to consume more energy than the outside world.
Looking down at the thin red layer on his body, Zhou Wenlong quickened his pace.
The energy consumption is huge, which is not a good thing for the card master.
Walking on the muddy road, Zhou Wenlong's nose twitched, and he felt that the further he walked into the town, the more he could smell the disgusting rancid smell in the air.
Even the rain couldn't cover up the stench.
This weird town is backed by mountains. Although it is not big, it is winding and winding. After searching for a long time, Zhou Wenlong found a cowshed.
There was nothing in the cowshed except some rain-soaked grass.
But Zhou Wenlong felt that the stench in the air was getting stronger.
“There is nothing, am I overthinking it?”
Zhou Wenlong pinched his nose and wondered in his heart.
After all, the people of the Western Federation are simple-minded and often speak directly, unlike the people of the Eastern Xia who often speak with some obscure meanings.
But it turns out that Zhou Wenlong’s idea was a bit too stereotyped.
He had just arrived at the bullpen, and before he could take a closer look, he heard sparse footsteps coming from behind him. The sound of leather boots treading rain and mud was getting closer and closer, and Zhou Wenlong heard it particularly clearly.
Even the heavy rain couldn't cover up this sound.
Turning his head, Zhou Wenlong saw the old man just now.
He leaned on a cane, changed into a coat that could protect him from the rain, and combed his facial hair very neatly.
There was an exquisite gentlemanly style recorded in the book. He was not aware of it at first, but when he saw the old man again, Zhou Wenlong suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart.
The vigilance in his eyes flashed away, and he stood up. Zhou Wenlong took the initiative and said: "Old man, you asked me to come to the cowshed. You must know where the thing I am looking for is, right?"< br>
“Young man, don’t be so anxious.” The old man said in a deep voice. He did not directly answer Zhou Wenlong’s words, but continued: “There once lived a family here. The only woman in the family gave birth to a pair of children. Very weird brothers.”
In the rain, the old man stood quietly and told Zhou Wenlong a story.
It seems to be a past event that happened in a small town.
The only woman in this family gave birth to a pair of strange-looking younger brothers.
Since their birth, hounds have barked and nighthawks have circled every night throughout the town.
From that moment on, people died every time in the town.
The death was miserable, with their hearts and lungs ripped out. Most of the animals in the town also died in this way.
Many people have moved away from here.
At first Zhou Wenlong was a little puzzled. He didn't understand why the old man in front of him was telling him this. He just needed to find the book, but as he continued to listen, he suddenly realized it.
This matter is related to the secret book he is looking for, because of these two brothers, one of them is called Wilbur Whateley.
“Finally, the old professor, the police chief, and Dr. Horton relied on ancient spells to drive the monster out. The door was sealed, and the whereabouts of the ancient book were unknown.”
The old man spoke lightly, smacking his lips. Perhaps his mouth was dry because he talked too much.
As Zhou Wenlong listened, he couldn’t help but think about it.
Who is this old man who can tell such strange things that happened in this town in a clear and logical manner?
The old man opposite seemed to be able to read minds. Zhou Wenlong just had a question, and he gave the answer in the next sentence: "By the way, I am old, have a bad memory, and forget myself. Introduced.”
"My name is Charles Reifman. I served as a professor at Miscato University for a while in my early years. Now I have retired and opened a tavern here."
The old man said it lightly, but Zhou Wenlong Somewhat surprised.
This so-called Miscato University also appeared in the story just now. Among the three people who expelled those monsters, one of the professors also came from this university.
Is this university some of the top universities in the Western Federation?
Zhou Wenlong secretly guessed, and his thoughts gradually sorted out the whole story.
Finally, he said lightly: "Old man, if you say so, wouldn't I be able to get the book?"
This evil mystical tome seems to be taboo in the town, so Zhou Wenlong cleverly chose not to mention his name again.
"That's not necessarily true. Although the book was lost due to that incident, someone once found a stone slab on the second floor of Wilbur's house. The words engraved on it should be what you want."
The old man shook his head slightly, and then solemnly asked: "Young man, it is a good thing to be curious, but I advise you not to look at the things above. They are now placed in the church and are being carefully guarded. Blockade."
"If you really want to explore, you might as well look under the bullpen."
"Okay, it's getting late, so I won't disturb you anymore." The rain gradually became lighter, but the gloomy sky always blocked the sun.
Old Charles said, turning his head and walking towards the end of the road.
Listening to Charles' words, Zhou Wenlong was ready to take a closer look at this dirty and smelly cowshed.
Unconsciously, as Charles turned around, his facial muscles began to squirm.
(End of this chapter)