Cthulhu Card Making: Medusa Card Making at the Beginning.

Chapter 190 The Past of Dunwich Town
"What is this guy doing here looking for that damn thing?"

"Kick him out. Don't let him stay here any longer. He'll get into trouble."

For a moment, everyone was whispering and talking.

His gaze gradually changed from horror to resentment and disgust.

Zhou Wenlong is a battle card master, and he can clearly perceive the subtle changes in people's expressions and various reactions.

Even the sturdy man named "Bob" next to him took several steps back without making a sound after he said these four words.

"Cough cough!" The old man standing on the second-floor stairs coughed twice, and the scene became calm for a while.

He took a deep puff from his pipe, and the smoke curled up as sparks flickered.

The old man looked at Zhou Wenlong and said solemnly, "Young man, we don't have what you are looking for here. Look somewhere else."

"Maybe the cowshed in the corner of the town is a good place." The old man pondered, as if he was talking to Zhou Wenlong, or as if he was talking to himself.

"Bob, give this friend a bottle of rye, and then send him off."

"Damn it, you're lucky, in the past I would have shot your head off with a shotgun."

The burly man named Bob spoke viciously 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 and blue-eyed guy in front of him looked like a little hooligan and kept provoking him.

He looked at the old man walking up the stairs step by step, his heart lost in thought.

The old man seemed to be chasing people out, but he gave a hint in the last sentence.

The behavior of everyone in the tavern just now at least made him realize one thing.

That so-called evil god secret book should not be a good thing.

If this is really an S-level secret realm, then the so-called Evil God Secret Tome should be the prop to pass through the secret realm.

"The cowshed?" Zhou Wenlong muttered to himself, pulled up his hood and walked out.

He didn't wait for Bob to bring him the rye.

Boom! ! !

Thunder roared, and the gloomy sky seemed to be split by an axe.

The rain was getting heavier, but fortunately, Zhou Wenlong was able to rely on the source of energy in his body to gather a barrier around him to keep the rain out.

Releasing source power here seems to consume more energy than in the outside world.

Looking down at the thin pink layer on his body, Zhou Wenlong quickened his pace.

The source power consumption is huge, which is not a good thing for card masters.

Walking on the muddy road, Zhou Wenlong's nose twitched. The further he went into the town, the more he could smell the disgusting stench in the air.

Not even the rain could cover up the stench.

This strange town is backed by mountains. Although it is not big, it is winding. After searching for a long time, Zhou Wenlong finally found a cowshed.

There was nothing in the cowshed except some hay soaked by rain.

But Zhou Wenlong felt that the stench in the air was getting stronger.

"Nothing. Am I overthinking?"

Zhou Wenlong pinched his nose, feeling puzzled.

After all, the people of the Western Federation are simple-minded and tend to speak directly, unlike the Dongxia people who often speak with cryptic meanings.

But it turned out that Zhou Wenlong's idea was a bit too stereotyped.

He had just arrived at the cowshed and had not yet taken a closer look when he heard a sparse sound of footsteps behind him. The sound of leather boots stepping on rain and mud was getting closer and closer, and Zhou Wenlong could hear it very clearly.

Even this heavy rain could not cover up such sounds.

Turning around, Zhou Wenlong saw the old man.

He leaned on a cane, changed into a rain-proof coat, and combed his facial hair neatly.

There was a sense of refined gentlemanly style as recorded in the book. He didn't notice it at first, but when he saw the old man again, Zhou Wenlong suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart.

A flash of vigilance flashed across his eyes, and Zhou Wenlong stood up and took the initiative to say, "Old man, you asked me to come to the cowshed, so you must know where the thing I'm looking for is, right?"

"Young man, don't be so anxious." The old man said in a deep voice. He did not directly answer Zhou Wenlong's question, but continued: "There used to be a family living here. The only woman in the family gave birth to a pair of very strange 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 the family gave birth to a pair of strange-looking brothers.

Since they were born, the whole town has been filled with the barking of hounds and the circling of nighthawks every night.

Since then, people have been dying in the town every time.

It was a miserable death, with most of the livestock in the town dying in the same way.

Many people have moved away from here.

At first Zhou Wenlong was a little confused. He didn't understand why the old man in front of him told him all this. He just needed to find the book. But as he continued to listen, he suddenly realized.

This matter is related to the secret book he is looking for, because one of the two brothers is called Wilbur Whateley.

"Finally, the old professor, the sheriff, and Dr. Horton used an ancient spell 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 because he had talked too much, his mouth was a little dry.

Zhou Wenlong listened and couldn't help thinking in his mind.

Who is this old man who can describe such strange things that happened in this town in the past in such a detailed manner?

The old man opposite seemed to be able to read minds. As soon as Zhou Wenlong had a question, he gave an answer in the next sentence: "By the way, I'm old and my memory is not good. I forgot to introduce myself."

"My name is Charles Lifman. I was a professor at Miskatonic University for a while. Now I'm retired and I've opened a tavern here."

The old man said it lightly, but Zhou Wenlong was a little surprised.

This so-called Miskatto 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 top card master university in the Western Federation?
Zhou Wenlong speculated secretly, his thoughts gradually sorting out the whole story.

Finally, he said calmly, "Old man, if you say so, then I can't get the book, right?"

This evil secret code seemed to be a taboo in the town, so Zhou Wenlong cleverly chose not to mention its name again.

"Not entirely. Although the book was lost as a result of that incident, someone found a stone tablet 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 advised: "Young man, it's good to be curious, but I advise you not to look at the things above. They are now placed in the church and are tightly sealed."

"If you really want to explore, you might as well look under the cowshed."

"Okay, it's getting late, I won't bother you anymore." The rain gradually became lighter, but the gloomy sky still covered the sun.

Old Charles said this, turning and walking towards the end of the road.

Zhou Wenlong listened to Charles' words and prepared to take a close look at this dirty and smelly cowshed.

Without noticing it, as Charles turned around, his facial muscles began to move.

(End of this chapter)