Chapter 384: Oriental paganism

Da da da, the carriage drove on the muddy road for half a day, away from this remote town, to a more barren suburb.
It was already evening, the sunset glowed the sky, the night was about to come soon, and the homing birds screamed and flew back into the woods.
As the old man shouted to stop, the brown horse pulling the cart stopped and some grass fell on the pallet. "Mr. Gu, you can come out." The old man said, "Welcome to my farm, here I am alone, and there are some cows, chickens and dogs." The few dogs had already warmed up.
"Thank you, Mr. Joyce." Gu Jun drilled out of the forage, took out his backpack, and glanced around.
This is not a kind of big farm, but in front of the wide open space of a two-story house, there is a fence to plant some crops, and beside it there is a wooden warehouse and a barn. The cattle and chickens raised by Mr. Joyce are Circled there, also made the air smell of animal feces.
However, this place is not too small. It is not easy to take care of yourself.
"It wasn't just me alone." Mr. Joyce seemed to be able to see his doubts, and the tone was still so hearty: "And my mother-in-law, my son, are all dead, just a few years ago My son was in an accident; my mother-in-law could not stand the blow and died of illness. "
Gu Jun frowned, "I'm sorry." In the old man's hearty tone, it was all hidden sadness.
The old man moved down the forage and after a busy work, he went to the house. "How about cooking dinner, how about fried eggs and fried bread?"
"Okay." Gu Jun was actually very hungry and his stomach grunted. He had only one breakfast "today". From the base of Dongzhou Medical Department, to the oak forest, he went to the wasteland, and then came Here. The lack of physical strength also reduced his spirit.
He followed the old man into the house. Although the city of Citigroup like New York City in 1929 was already very developed, but in the remote and small place of Chiktown, in the poor man's house like the old man, the layout in the house is very simple and simple. There are no electrical appliances, neither TV nor telephone.
"My son." Mr. Joyce said to himself, "Jack, a great boy, was only 26 years old when he died. He died in Insmouth. He wanted to go there to see if there is Without Cailu, it turned out that the horse on the road met a frightened horse. The horse knocked over several people. Jack was one of them. He was particularly unlucky. He was trampled on his chest and died on the spot. "
Gu Jun was silent and followed the old man to the kitchen, but there was something like a gas stove.
"In Insmouth, it is common for horses to be frightened." Mr. Joyce said, "There are too many strange things out there. We are remote enough here, but Insmouth is still too remote. It ’s an old harbour. I heard that it was as prosperous as a city more than a hundred years ago. It ’s a wasteland now. It was like that when I was a kid. There was no railroads, no trains. Go to Arkham first. "
Mr. Joyce sighed. "My poor Jack, always thinking about making a fortune, feels that he can take advantage of the abandoned houses there, but he didn't expect to die."
"Isn't there a lot of residents there?" Gu Jun said.
"Not many now." Mr. Joyce opened the gas stove and took out the eggs to make fried eggs. He said: "They are all fishermen going out to sea, and there is a gold refining factory. Strangely, a decaying place is left The following are the old people who can't move, but in Insmouth, you can't see any elderly people, even the older ones are hard to see, there are young people, It ’s as if they have reached a certain age and they will leave there. "
Gu Jun pondered and left? Where did you go?
"The people in Insmouth are weird and blocked." The sound of the humming omelette sounded, and Mr. Joyce was busy with a spatula. "We, the towns and villages around it, have never been to Insmouth There are a lot of legends. But sometimes you ca n’t blame these gossips because the beliefs of the people there are different from ours. Mr. Gu, I just want to ask you questions about this, maybe you can answer me.

"What?" Gu Jun wondered. "Please say."
Mr. Joyce turned to look at him, and the old red face pulled down a little bit, "There is a saying that the Insmouth people worship demons, and they often hold many sacrificial ceremonies. I have always suspected that Jack ’s death It ’s not that simple, I suspect he was sacrificed to the devil. "
Gu Jun felt that the old man's eyes were not completely friendly ...
"It is said that the Insmouth people believed in a demon named" Dagon. "The old man said," It is a pagan religion imported from the East. "
Suddenly hearing the name "Dagon", Gu Jun had a headache, but he understood a lot.
Dagon, of course, is Dagon, one of the forces the Seabird is looking for. If the Insmouth people believe in Dagon, it may be transformed into a deep dive ... This transformation does not seem to happen when young, but only at a certain age, so there are no middle-aged and elderly people there ...
Oriental imports?
This should also be the reason why the men excitedly expelled him when they saw him, shouting that the devil, the pagan, would kill all of them ...
"Mr. Gu, I want to ask you." Mr. Joyce's voice was a little deeper, "How much do you know about Dagonism?"
Gu Jun didn't know how to answer for a while, he did understand a little, but it was not because he was an Oriental.
It's just that if this world has Insmouth, which does not exist in his hometown, he doesn't really know what his homeland and the East have.
After all, the leader of the Laleiya Order, the "old immortal man", is also there.
Facing the old man's eyes, Gu Jun knew that he couldn't just panic as simple as that. He still needed more information.
And in this era, it is not easy to touch such an old man in a place that is especially hostile to Orientals.
"Mr. Joyce ~ EbookFREE.me ~ I don't believe in Dagon." He said first, speaking seriously and sincerely, "In fact, Dagon's believers are my enemies."
"So you do understand Dagonism?" Mr. Joyce was excited, his white beard shaking.
"I had a fight with several Dagon believers on the ship that came to this country." Gu Jun continued, "Sir, I can tell you that in my hometown, people also hate Dagonism, it is just one This kind of evil secret association, it is said to us that it is a pagan imported from the West. But now it seems that it comes from the abyss. Mr. Joyce, I am sorry to say so, but I think that your son ’s death is indeed Very suspicious. "
"I know, I know ..." Mr. Joyce gritted his teeth, his old face was redder, and his eyes were a little wet. "The coroner couldn't find Jack's heart and said he was trampled by a horse, but I followed these The animals have been in contact for a lifetime, and I know it ’s not like being trampled to death by a horse ... "
Thinking of Tian Yiqing, Xie Yiman and others, Gu Jun sighed, if it was really a sacrifice, those evil believers could do everything.
"I knew ..." The old man was still mumbling, "And in Insmouth two years ago, many people were caught by the federal police, and many old houses on the dock were burned."