At a small table in the bar, Aaron looked at the 'Haggis' in front of him, not wanting to take a bite.
This local specialty is a dark dish made with minced sheep heart, liver and other internal organs, stuffed into the sheep's stomach, and finally cooked with vegetables.
As for the taste?
It’s really hard to put into words.
'Is this bartender taking revenge on me for coming to the bar and only drinking lemonade?'
Aaron complained in his mind, put down his knife and fork, and only ate a little of the mashed potatoes and vegetable salad on the side.
"Hmm...a very unique flavor."
Bruce had a good appetite, so he ate most of the haggis, drank most of the 'golden mead' in a gulp, raised the glass high and said, "Happy New Year!"
Fortunately, he still maintained some sense and didn't say anything like he would pay for everything.
Otherwise, Aaron would have to pretend not to know this guy and let him get drunk and be thrown into the pig pen.
After eating and drinking, Aaron saw that Bruce was already a little drunk.
He half-argued the other party and found the bartender: "Is there a hotel nearby?"
"You can stay overnight on the second floor of our bar, and we can also call some enthusiastic local girls for you!"
The bartender blinked: "There is another hotel on the left, owned by Old Mader. His wife and daughter are also very beautiful..."
"Thanks."
Aaron thanked him and helped Bruce out of the bar.
Since entering the bar, as time has passed, his "premonition of danger" has become stronger and stronger.
'But no matter how you look at it, the bartender and the other customers are ordinary people...'
After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped, grabbed a drunken local next to him, moved his fingers slightly, and flicked a silver 1 shilling coin: "In this town... is there any scary legend, or something about today?"
Is it a taboo in folk customs?”
"belch……"
The drunkard burped, but he quickly put away the shilling and thought carefully: "Don't enter the forest while singing, otherwise you will meet the forest fairy, and she will eat you..."
"Also, don't point the toe of your shoes at the head of the bed at night, as it may cause nightmares... I don't know about the rest... burp..."
"Also, at the end of the year when the old and the new change, don't go out wandering around if it's too late, or you'll get lost."
Another local next to him added.
"Thanks."
Aaron tossed over another shilling and led Bruce out of the bar.
At this time, night had fallen, and a moon with a purple halo hung high in the sky.
"Oh...Aaron...let's keep drinking! Wuwu...I miss the teacher so much!"
Bruce lay on the side, crying with tears streaming down his face.
"Isn't it? You're drunk after just one glass of mead? Who gave you the courage to come to the bar with such a drinking capacity?"
Aaron complained, looked around, and found that no one was outside. He grabbed Bruce's back collar with one hand and lifted it up easily.
"Bruce's drinking capacity doesn't seem to be that bad...Is there something wrong here?"
"Let's get back to the train first."
He held Bruce in one hand and a lantern in the other, and walked towards the outskirts of the town, towards the train station.
Although the townspeople said it was taboo not to wander around at night, Aaron believed in his dangerous instincts even more!
"Staying in a small town seems to be more dangerous? No, if there is danger... why are so many ordinary people not dead yet?"
"Unless... the danger is specifically aimed at extraordinary people? Because extraordinary people have higher inspiration and can more easily see the truth of the world? Then... rashly opening a spiritual vision in Yanan Town is probably an act of seeking death."
It was dark and dense, with only a little light from the lantern illuminating the surroundings.
A small voice came from Aaron's ears, as if something was gathering from all directions.
The thick fog eroded the lights, constantly compressing the illumination range of the horse lanterns, swallowing the light...
He moved his nose and smelled a bit of blood.
The illumination range of the lantern narrowed again, and a figure faintly emerged in front of it.
Aaron took a few steps closer and found that the other person was a male flight attendant whom he had met on the train.
"Sir...it's so nice to see you. I seem to be lost."
The male flight attendant had soft facial features and a tall nose. When he saw Aaron, he couldn't help but approach him happily: "My light is out, can you borrow some light?"
"ah!"
The next moment, he saw Bruce holding Aaron, his face twisted to the extreme, and he screamed: "Monster..."
The male flight attendant fell to the ground, kicked his legs wildly, and quickly retreated.
"Um?"
Aaron suddenly raised his hand, only to find that the palm of his hand that was originally holding Bruce's hand was now holding a strange swaddling clothes.
The swaddling cloth was fluffy, like some kind of animal skin, and the hair on it was still wriggling.
In infancy is...
"Whoa!"
A harsh cry suddenly came from the swaddling clothes.
The swaddled 'baby' has blue and black skin all over his body, a head like a thin monkey, ears like a bat, a nose like a pig, and his eyes are pitch black with strong malice.
It opened its toothless mouth and howled like a wraith's scream.
"Light!"
Aaron uttered a word in the language of the spirit world, and the palm of his hand holding the baby was suddenly covered with a layer of pure white and illusory flames.
The flame burned fiercely, burning the illusive blue-black baby.
"Wow!!" The baby's cry became even more shrill.
Aaron let go of his palm and stepped back a distance. A revolver appeared directly in his right hand, pointed it at the baby's head, and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
The brilliant bullet directly exploded the opponent's head, and the blue-black baby's head exploded and fell into the darkness.
"Whoa!"
"Whoa!"
Crying sounds came from all directions, and many young monsters with half their heads blown off could be vaguely seen in the mist. Some of them still had some torn blood-stained clothes in their mouths.
Aaron recognized that those were the clothes of the male flight attendant from before!
"Spiritual creatures?"
He frowned, let go of the revolver, and took out a black box from his arms: "But the status is not too high, so okay..."
Buzz!
After opening the 'Roberts' Magic Bug Box', pitch-black beetles flew out of the box one after another and swooped in all directions.
Buzz!
Countless black beetles formed a dark cloud. They lay on the bodies of the young monsters and began to eat them quickly.
Even the surrounding fog is being eaten by black beetles.
The soft light became much stronger, and the surrounding visibility improved a lot.
This is the most powerful bug in "Roberts' Magic Bug Box" and was named "Devil Bug" by Aaron!
They can even eat spirits and invisible objects!
After a while, Aaron let the clouds of insects return to the dark box, and took a few steps forward with the lantern in hand.
The outline of the small town train station suddenly appeared in front of me.
