Plague Doctor

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It was evening time, when the night was red and the sky was dyed, the night would soon come and the nesting birds would scream and fly back into the woods.

As the old man shouted and stopped, the puller's brown horse stopped and some grass fell on the board. “Mr. Gu, you can come out now.” The old man said, "Welcome to my farm. I'm all alone here, and some cows, chickens, and dogs.” The dogs have been enthusiastically surrounded.

“Thank you, Mr. Joyce.” Gu Jun drilled out of the grass and took out his backpack. He looked around.

It's not that kind of big farm, it's in front of a two-storey house, surrounded by fences on some crops, beside wooden warehouses, livestock sheds, where Mr. Joyce's cattle and chickens are circled, which also makes the air smell like animal manure.

But this place is not so small that it is not easy to live alone.

“I wasn't the only one before.” Mr. Joyce seemed to be able to see his confusion, and the tone was still so flattering: "And my mother-in-law, my son, was dead, just a few years ago. My son had an accident; my mother-in-law couldn't resist the shock and died of illness. ”

Gu Jun frowned, “I'm sorry.” In the old man's sober tone, it's all hidden sadness.

The old man took the grass down, lived a long time before walking into the house, “Let's go to dinner. How about fried eggs and bread? ”

“Okay.” Gu Jun was actually very hungry and his stomach grunted. He only had one breakfast “today", from the Eastern State Medical Department base to that oak forest, went to waste soil, and then came here. Lack of physical strength also depresses his spirit.

He followed the old man into the house. Although the 1929 Cities of Cities like New York City were very well developed, in a small, remote part of Chicktown, in a poor old man's house, the layout was simple, with no appliances, no TV, no telephone.

“My son.” Mr. Joyce said to himself, “Jack, a wonderful young man, died when he was 26, on the side of Innsmouth. He wanted to go there and see if there was any money, and it turned out to be on the way to the town, and he met a horse in shock. The horse knocked over several people, Jack was one of them, he was particularly unlucky, his chest was trampled by a horse, and he died instantly. ”

Gu Jun silently followed the old man to the kitchen, but there were gas stoves and other things.

“Horses are often shocked in Innsmouth.” Mr. Joyce said, "There's so much weird going on there. We are far enough remote here, but Innsmouth is far more remote, an old harbour that I heard was once as prosperous as a city more than a hundred years ago and is now a completely abandoned land. That's all I did when I was a kid. No railroads, no trains. You can take the bus to Arkham first. ”

Mr. Joyce sighed, “My poor Jack, always thinking about getting rich, thinking he could take advantage of the abandoned house there, didn't expect to die. ”

“Aren't there many residents there?” Gu Jun said something.

“Not much now.” Mr. Joyce opened the gas stove and took out the eggs to make the fried eggs, "said Mr. Joyce,“ all seagoing fishermen and a gold refinery. Strangely enough, in a place of decline, the rest are the elderly who can't walk, but in Innsmouth, you can't see any of them, even the older ones are hard to see, and there are young people, as if they were going to leave at some age. ”

Gu Jun, go away? Where have you been?

“The people of Innsmouth are weird and blocked.” The roaring eggs roared, and Mr. Joyce was busy with the spatula, "We have always had a lot of legends about Innsmouth in the towns and villages around it. But sometimes you can't blame the gossip because the people there believe... differently from us. Mr. Gu, I just want to ask you some questions in this regard, maybe you can answer me. ”

“What?” Gu Jun questioned, “Please. ”

Mr. Joyce turned around and looked at him, his reddish old face slightly pulled down, "One assertion is that the Innsmouth worship the devil and that they often hold many sacrificial ceremonies. I always suspected that Jack's death wasn't that simple, and I suspected that he was sacrificed to the devil. ”

Gu Jun felt that the old man's eyes were not completely friendly...

“Legend has it that the Innsmouth believe in a demon called the 'Big Bang’.” The old man said, "is a pagan religion from the Orient. ”

Suddenly he heard the name "Dazhun”, Gu Jun had another headache, but he understood a lot.

The Big Bang, of course, is one of the powers the Seabird seeks. If the Innsmouth believe in the Great Faith, it may turn into a deep diver... this conversion does not appear to have occurred at a young age, but only at a certain age, so there are no middle aged people there...

Oriental ships?

This should also be the reason why those men were so excited to expel when they saw him, shouting about demons, heathens, trying to kill all of them...

“Mr. Gu, I want to ask you something.” Mr. Joyce's voice is a little heavy, too. "What do you know about Taoism? ”

Gu Jun didn't know how to answer for a while. He did know something, but it wasn't because he was Oriental.

It's just that if the world had Innsmouth, where his home world doesn't exist, he really didn't know what his home country, the East, had.

After all, the leader of the Lalaire Order, the "Undying Old Daoist”, is there as well.

Looking at the old man's eyes, Gu Jun knew he couldn't just panic. He needed to get more information.

And in this age, in this particularly hostile place towards the Orientals, it's not easy to touch such an old man.

“Mr. Joyce, I don't believe in daffodils.” He began by saying, with seriousness and sincerity, "In fact, the great followers are my enemies. ”

“So you do know the Great Taoist religion?” Mr. Joyce got excited and his whitened beard shivered.

“I was on a boat that came to this country and fought with several of the great followers.” Gu Jun continues, “I can tell you, sir, that in my hometown, people also hate Dahu, it is just an evil secret society, and in our country it is legendary that it is pagan from Western ships. But now it looks like it came from the abyss. Mr. Joyce, I'm sorry to say this, but I think your son's death is suspicious. ”

“I know, I knew it...” Mr. Joyce bit his teeth at once, his old face became redder and his orbit was a little wet. “The coroner couldn't find Jack's heart and said it had been crushed by horses, but I spent the rest of my life dealing with these animals, and I knew it wasn't like that to be crushed by horses...”

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

“I knew…” The old man was still mumbling, "and in Innsmouth the previous two years, many people had been arrested by federal police and many old houses by the pier had been burned. ”