In the dark night, the barking of dogs became more and more rapid, and the noisy and scolding of the men became closer and closer.

Gu Jun had just eaten two fried eggs, and had not finished a piece of bread, and had not found out about the situation in Arkham and Insmouth. These bastards came. He was really angry and asked, "Mr. Joyce, do you have a gun here?"

"What?" Mr. Joyce was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect him to be so tough, but now is not the time to be tough. "They have an advantage in numbers! And boy, if we fight here and hurt anyone, things will really make a big deal. You will definitely not be able to get out of this town by then."

"Is there a way to call the police?" Although Gu Jun knew it was unlikely to be counted on.

"I don't have a phone call here!" Mr. Joyce became anxious. "Even if the police come, do you think they will help you a foreigner oriental? Don't be stupid. They will only help those outside to create a reason to kill you. Hurry up, come with me, you hide in the basement first."

"Do they know you have a basement?" Gu Jun asked with a frown, bringing his backpack and following the old man to the stairs in the house.

"I won't let them search!" Mr. Joyce said anxiously, and wanted to open the basement door beside the stairs.

"No..." Gu Jun shook his head. He could not enter the basement. "I'd better hide in the woods outside the house."

"There is a dog outside!" the old man said excitedly, but he could not speak as soon as he saw the other party's calm appearance. "Forget it, you should go to the second floor and hide it yourself, be smart."

The second floor was still ready, Gu Jun quickly stepped on the wooden stairs to the second floor, but after walking a few steps, he hurriedly turned around and called Mr. Joyce who was about to go out of the house: "There are two dining plates in the kitchen." The old man could understand and immediately ran back to the kitchen to clean up. At the same time, the people outside had already arrived in front of the house.

"Old Jos, bring that pagan and get out!"

"You can't hide it today!"

They were shouting and scolding. After the old man finished packing, he walked to the door and shouted at the top of his throat: "Who is fucking noisy!"

On the other side, Gu Jun arrived at the second floor of the house, and the light was dim, so he naturally did not turn on the lights.

It was still a simple and old environment, living room, corridor, and three rooms. He walked around 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, and those people were going to search the house. The old man shouted and asked them to get out, and if he dared to break into the house, they would all die.

At this time, Gu Jun looked at some photos and picture frames on the corridor wall.

That's a family photo, a photo of a younger Mr. Joyce, a middle-aged woman, and a young man. At that time, they were still a happy family. The paintings were oil paintings, all farm landscape paintings, and I don't know who painted them or bought them.

Suddenly, Gu Jun's eyes flashed hazy, his head suddenly burst into pain, and he felt that strangeness again...

"This time travel ability... seems to be ready to activate again..."

His headache was even worse, much more painful than the previous time. I wonder if he didn't want to leave, but his various moods and spirits rushed together, and his whole body was a little irritated.

No, I don’t want to leave yet. Gu Jun tried to control it, but he still couldn’t understand what was going on. It was like getting on a car that didn’t know where to go. What if he traveled back to the wasteland after the nuclear explosion? Or the Arctic or Antarctic in the snow? That would definitely be a hundred times worse than the current situation...

Arkham, Insmouth, he had not yet visited these two places where the world did not exist in his hometown. I don’t know if he could come back again after leaving.

And Old Man Joyce, this matter is not over yet...

The quarrel outside the house became louder. Mr. Joyce drove the group away without saying a few words. They insisted that there was a pagan hiding inside the house. A man cursed rudely: "Old Jos, the rumors are true. What kind of activities do you have with the Insmouth people that kill your son and your wife, and you sold them to the demon!"

"How dare you!" Mr. Joyce was furious, and his voice trembled with anger. "You bitch, how dare you..."

"Old guy, sorry we have to do this for this town!"

A sound of fighting came, the old man's screams and the barking of dogs were very chaotic, but soon the old man just gasped and scolded them to kill them, obviously he was pressed down. With a bang, the door of the house was kicked open, and some people rushed in, "You go over there, let's go upstairs and take a look!"

Fuck...why is it at this time...

Gu Jun felt that he was losing control of his body, and every muscle in his body was stiff and cramped.

Thumb, the wooden boards of the stairs were trampled, and a smell of sweat from the country men had already flowed from the air. What were they cursing?

"Pagan, devil, come out!"

"You can't hide it. We are not Insmouth, and there is no place for you blasphemers!"

Gu Jun had a split headache, this is true in the wasteland, and it is also true here, just like where I went, it was chaos, and death...

Suddenly, he saw the split cross symbol again, and appeared in a farmland landscape painting on the wall, flashing brightly. It was also at this time that he fell forward because he couldn't hold on and fell forward, and touched these frames and flashed on them.

It was the moment those men walked out of the stairs that he was pulled into the landscape painting by a force.

Bang bang, the frame then fell to the ground, and the light disappeared.

"He's here, he's here!"

"Old guy, I also said that there are no people hidden in my house!"

The men hurriedly chased the movement and rushed into the corridor, searching all three rooms, and then searching the second floor, the first floor, the basement, and the small farm, but they didn't find any oriental figures. No one could be found, and no strange things could be found.

These short, fat or stout men looked at each other, their hunting dogs should not be tracking the wrong ones...

Mr. Joyce was also confused. Where was the person? Did he jump from the second floor and hid in the woods behind? But he had also found it, and there was no trace.

Although confused, the old man certainly pretended to be justified on the surface, and he should have hid it well. "I told you that there is no one hidden here! You bastards just ran to my house, beat my dog, searched my house, and slandered me for having contact with the pagans, you bastards!"

Everyone scratched their heads, and they were embarrassed. They could only turn around and spread the fire to the hunting dogs. Why did they chase the poor old Jos?
Chapter completed!