Mystery: The Returner of the Stars

Chapter 285 The Young Man Under the Moonlight
Based on the pair of eyes of each spider, there are hundreds of them densely packed in front of you.

After the spiders searched in vain, they burrowed back into the cave, and the cave became calm again.

In the early morning, the scorching sun brought golden light, and the cave with a radius of nearly ten meters last night had disappeared.

Gone, replaced by thick earth.

Stepping on it is no different from ordinary land. Hastur jumped twice, but there is still no change.

He found a piece of gravel and dug a few times, and dug a small pit half a meter deep. The bottom was still soil, and there was no trace of a cave.

Hastur was very glad that he didn't leave immediately last night, but stayed here, and he saw something different.

He wondered, how could such a large cave be found on the top of the mountain without anyone discovering it.

It turns out that this cave is like an owl, which hides by day and comes out at night.

"It's a bit difficult to solve."

Hastur chose to leave, and at night he switched to the star container to see what happened. He should stay away now, so as not to be found by this human-faced spider.

Small town, old Jeff's house.

Early in the morning, people from the mayor's family came to return the 50 gold pounds he bought for the quota, and vaguely reminded him that there might be changes in the sacrifices of this year's Valley Sacrifice Festival.

This made him frown all of a sudden, secretly regretting that he was too greedy. If he had known earlier, he would not have let his daughter dip into this muddy water.

This morning, before the mayor's family came to refund the money, his daughter secretly told him that he had a strange dream last night.

In the dream, she was like a transparent lonely soul, her whole body was stiff and unable to move, she could only watch her body move by itself, and she said things she didn't want to say.

During this period, a young man with a vague appearance appeared, talking to herself about the Goddess of Breath of Spring, but she couldn't remember exactly what she said.

Old Jeff originally comforted his daughter that this was just a dream, that she was thinking about too many messy things, and even made fun of her, that she was already thinking about men at a young age.

But the people from the mayor's family had told him clearly that there was an accident at the Sigu Festival, and his daughter, as the priest who presided over the sacrifice this year, would also suffer along with it.

Why don't you hurry up and find a suitable person to marry your daughter off?

It's best to be a foreigner, the farther away from here the better, wait a few years, and then go to pick up your daughter.

This is what old Jeff thinks is the best solution.

But where should I find a suitable foreigner now?

Old Jeff is so sad, his old face, which was already wrinkled, now has deep ravines, as if it had been plowed by a bullock cart.

He came to the pub and ordered a 2p ginger beer, which was quite large.

It was only after nine o'clock, and there were quite a few people gathered in the tavern. Someone saw Old Jeff greeting him with a smile, and seeing his sad face, that person smiled and said, "Old Jeff, is it because your daughter doesn't care about you?" to stop him, to leave with a handsome stranger?"

Outlander?
Old Jeff raised his head suddenly when he heard the key words, his voice raised a lot, and he muttered, "What outsider?"

"Yesterday, a foreigner came here to inquire about a lot of things, and even asked about your family situation. I thought he had gone to your house to propose a marriage, and then you kicked him out with a broom, hahaha..."

The people around also laughed, Old Jeff took a sip of ginger beer, and said calmly: "Outsiders are not bad, at least they are generous, unlike the people here, who can't even save 100 gold pounds in a lifetime. "

"Then go to Old Peter's hotel to find your son-in-law, a foreigner. If you arrive late, he will be taken away by someone else's daughter."

Some people said that he was so anxious to marry his daughter because he wanted to be a grandfather.

Hey, what do they know, a bunch of poor guys who haven't even made it out of town.

Old Jeff licked the last sip of ginger beer, slapped the 2p coins on the table, stood up and left with his head slightly raised.

After old Jeff left, there was another burst of cheerful laughter in the tavern.

The Old Peter Hotel is the best resting place in this small town, and rich foreigners like to come here most.

Although he hadn't seen the stranger yet, old Jeff already had some ideas in his heart. He came to the first floor of the hotel and made eye contact with old Peter, and the two went to the back of the kitchen to talk a few words.

Old Jeff paid the consulting fee of 1 soli, then went up to the second floor humming a little song, and came to the door of the stranger's room.

He didn't knock on the door right away, but straightened his somewhat worn-out brown coat first, and straightened his brown soft hat.

In such a small town dominated by agriculture, his attire is already considered rich, but he just heard from old Peter that this foreigner is not only young and handsome, but also costs tens of gold pounds for a suit at least.

The daughter of my own family is also good-looking, and she is this year's priestess, so it is considered acceptable in terms of conditions.

With courage in his heart, old Jeff knocked on the door.

After a while, the door opened.

The moment he really saw this stranger, old Jeff realized how worthwhile the 1 soli consulting fee was.

Even if you don't talk about the body and appearance that are better than ordinary people, just this outfit, you can see that you are from a big city.

Old Jeff was very satisfied with the outlander, but then he became even more uncertain.

"What's up?"

The gentle tone made Old Jeff react immediately. He rubbed his hands and said with a sneer: "Sir, I heard that you are looking for a suitable girl to marry?"

"??"

Hastur looked dazed, but he quickly recovered, with a warm smile still on his face, "You misunderstood, I am only interested in the customs of the town, and have no intention of getting married."

I just knew, how could such a person come to a place like theirs to find a marriage partner?

Old Jeff's face changed, and he began to feel sorry for the 1 soli consulting fee.

"I misunderstood, I misunderstood..."

Old Jeff apologized repeatedly with a shy face, and he left with a long sigh after the other party closed the door.

Inside the room, Hastur was standing by the window, thinking of the purpose of old Jeff's visit just now, he laughed and shook his head.

As for old Jeff's thoughts, he could guess a little bit. Perhaps the people from the mayor's side found him, so he wanted to marry his daughter to a foreigner as soon as possible, but he didn't know how he found him here. .

Could it be because he entered his daughter's dream last night and left some relevant information behind?

She said there would be a chance to meet again... a bit weird.

……

At night, the crimson moon hangs high, exuding a crimson light far better than last night.

On the flat farmland, no cultivators could be seen, only a few sporadic lights flickering.

This is a farmer who lives near the farmland at night and takes care of the fruits and vegetables.

Most of the time, it can guard against people, and sometimes it can also guard against animals that steal crops, such as wild boars, chrysalis, voles, etc.

A firecracker in hand is basically standard equipment. Some field guards prefer to take a steel fork to patrol and drive away stealing animals. If the situation permits, they can also stab scorpions under the moon to add a game to the calm night.

Bass is a professional farmer. This year, he is responsible for working for the employer during the day and living in the nearby field at night, so that he can receive two wages.

The daily salary is 10 pence during the day and 4 pence at night. The weekly salary is a little more than 8 soli, which is higher than that of some people who go to the city to work in factories.

Hard work is hard work, but there is also a lot of money.

If it wasn't for the employer's disapproval, he would also want to contract the farmland of the next-door employer and help another employer patrol a few times, so that he can get an extra salary of 2 soli a week.

Looking at the large green crops in front of him, he was full of envy.

His biggest wish is to have a field of his own. When the time comes, he can grow whatever he likes to eat, and transport what he can't finish to the market to sell.

Thinking of the better life in the future, Bass was full of energy again, with a firecracker on his back, and a steel fork in his hand, and he quickly threw a scorpion who was stealing watermelon.

It was such a windfall that the wealthy in town were willing to pay 5p for a whole one.

When he happily walked over, he saw that Yun, who was pierced by the steel fork, had a round belly that was originally due to stealing melons, and now it shrank rapidly, and the whole body also shrank rapidly, leaving only a thin skin. There are those eyes full of fear.

Bass thought he was wrong, rubbed his eyes vigorously, then lifted his steel fork, and looked at it again. He was indeed not dazzled, and there was indeed only a piece of skin left at the moment of the head-sized hun.

The skin was still moving slightly at this moment, as if something was moving underneath.

Bass bravely used the forked top of the steel fork to pick up the skin, and saw countless little spiders crawling out of the soil, and then continued to climb up the steel fork.

Bass was so frightened that he quickly dropped the steel fork in his hand, and took several steps back.

He accidentally fell down on a tomato seedling in the soil, put his hands in the soil, and looked in horror at the spider swarms emerging from the depths in front of him.

Suddenly, he felt his palms itching a little, and looked down under the moonlight, and saw that his hands were propped in the soil, and at this moment, little spiders were constantly crawling up.

He got up quickly, patted and rubbed his hands in a panic, and got rid of the little spiders that hung up.

Standing up straight and looking far away, Bass discovered that under the crimson moonlight, countless small spiders sprang out from the farmland. Some of them began to swallow white spider silk, entwining each plant Roots and leaves of crops.

He only felt his scalp tingling, he didn't dare to stay any longer, and ran towards his hut in a panic.

On the road, the small spiders in the soil were still pouring out. He had trampled countless small spiders to death on the soles of his feet, and there were more than a dozen small spiders that had not been cleaned up on his body.

Fortunately, he was very close to the cabin where he was resting. After running back to the cabin, he quickly closed the doors and windows, and then came to clean up the soybean-sized spiders on his body.

After shaking off the spiders on his clothes and patting them to death, he heaved a sigh of relief and poured himself a few mouthfuls of cold water, recovering a little from his nervousness and fear.

But before he was lucky, little spiders got in through the gaps in the cabin.

Some from the roof, some from the corners, some from the gate, under the dim light of the lantern, they are rushing in their direction, in groups.

There was not an inch of corner to dodge in the room, and there were spiders everywhere.

(End of this chapter)