"Maybe this is not your real purpose, but in any case, remember my advice, don't get close to the seaside, the further away, the better, the further away, the better."
With another reminder from the old man behind him, Lu Li opened the door and walked out of the hotel. He walked towards the north of the town along the damp streets and the hostile vigilance of the locals.
The weirdness of the town of Innsmaus doesn't end there. Lu Li didn't see a single cat, dog or other animal, not even a mouse. All the locals he met who looked like Innsmaus were...
The uncomfortable gazes and the ubiquitous feeling of being watched can only be temporarily escaped by going into a dark and deserted alley.
Lu Li, who went straight to his destination, had to take some detours to escape the constant surveillance of the locals.
Dozens of minutes later, Lu Li, who behaved like a tourist, went to the slums. The place was even more dilapidated, with smoking chimneys and repaired roofs everywhere. It was only better than the abandoned buildings on the outskirts of the town. Occasionally, unknown noises could be heard.
There was a strange scream coming from somewhere.
Not far away, Lu Li found the fire station with its red paint peeling off.
Lu Li saw Zadok Allen lying on his back on a bench overlooking the breakwater in the northern part of the coast. As the old man said, he was easy to identify, or in other words, every one of them did not look like Insmaus.
The townspeople are easy to identify.
Looking towards the coast, the fishermen on the breakwater are looking strangely and whispering.
It wasn't a good thing for the locals to know that Lu Li was approaching someone who didn't look like Insmaus.
Lu Li did not approach Zadok Allen who was not far away. He walked to the side that was six or seven meters away from the bench, with his hands behind his back, including the bottle of wine. He tapped the bottle with his fingers to confirm that Zadok
·Alan wakes up and sees the wine bottle,
Before Zadok Allen took the initiative to speak, Lu Li turned around and left, turned into the street under the gaze of the fishermen on the shore, gently lowered the brim of his hat and disappeared behind the house.
…
At the corner of the street, Lu Li pressed against the wall and waited quietly.
Zadok Allen was still lying there, pushing himself up to sit up, as if he was tired from lying down and wanted to walk around. It seemed that his long-term drinking had not made him lose his mind.
Listening to the sound of staggering footsteps approaching from far away, suddenly a muffled "bang bang" sound came from the wall of the house behind.
Lu Li stayed away from this house. Its doors and windows were all nailed shut with wooden boards, and even the chimney was sealed with stones, leaving no exit.
At this time, Zadok Allen appeared around the corner, attracting Lu Li's attention. He seemed not to notice Lu Li, and continued walking towards the north staggeringly.
Lu Li's gaze briefly stopped at the house where the knocking sound came from, and he followed Zadok Allen as if he was just passing by, gradually distancing himself from the surrounding townspeople.
Fortunately, Zadok Allen is just an old man, and it is normal for an old man to walk slower. Follow him through the trap of local people's eyes, and then pass a place called Water Street, bypassing the crumbling bricks
Wall, an open space facing the sea. The brick wall and the ruins of the warehouse to the north can block all possible views of this side.
This is a good place to talk about secrets.
"Whatever your purpose, give me the wine!"
Zadok Allen no longer hid his desire and staggered toward Lu Li like a drug addict. He might have endured it all the way.
Lu Li didn't ask any questions and silently handed the wine to Zadok Allen.
Zadok Allen snatched the wine bottle, held it in his arms, and used his hands as thin as claws to open the bottle cap, but it was of no use.
"Open it for me!"
Zadok Allen thrust the wine bottle into Lu Li's arms again, his eyes seemed to be bloodshot.
When Lu Li opened the bottle, he snatched it back and poured it into his mouth. He was as thirsty as a traveler who was short of water in the desert and found a sweet spring. However, it was strong alcohol, which made people worry about whether he was suffering from alcohol poisoning.
Apart from this, Zadok Allen's drinking is quite ornamental and he can swallow it without revealing a drop of wine, just like devouring a plate of salad without letting any vegetable leaves fall out of the plate.
The old man at the hotel arranged everything very well, or maybe it was a coincidence that a bottle of moonshine liquor was just enough for Zadok Allen to get drunk without getting too drunk.
"Young man, thank you for the wine...burp."
After draining the last drop of wine, Zadok Allen threw it aside, and the empty wine bottle rolled down the moss-covered stones.
"I'm looking for someone. Her name is Catalina. She was brought here by that cult a few days ago."
"I don't know the woman you're talking about, but hiccup... I know about the Dagon Secret Cult."
Zadok Allen said the name, but nothing happened, he still looked drunk.
"tell me."
"Don't worry...boy, tonight is still very long." Zadok Allen held onto the cold and wet stone wall and said with a burp of wine: "I will tell you the origin of everything, the cursed evil place.
, the source of deep waters, the gate of hell."
Zadok Allen sounded incoherent as he told the story of the small town of Innsmouth.
Lu Li had to pick out the really useful information from the drunkard's lengthy narrative.
For example, the Dagon Tantric Cult.
The Dagon Esoteric Cult appeared in the town of Innsmouth a long time ago, long before the ancient times.
They quickly pushed the local orthodox religion out of the town, calling all townspeople to believe in the sect's father and mother gods, Dagon and mother Hydra.
After all the townspeople voluntarily or were forced to believe in the cult, the Dagon Cult revealed their true nature: beings originating from the deepest reaches of the ocean.
The townspeople who believe in the Dagon Esoteric Cult gradually transform into beings with characteristics of fish and frogs, the ability to survive in the sea, and... a life close to eternity.
Townspeople who become deep divers can still mate with humans, and the hybrids born will transform into the bodies of their parents as they grow older. Most of the untransformed ones will completely transform into deep divers in their youth and middle age, and enter the deep sea to join.
A tribe of deep divers.
They are intelligent, even smarter than humans, and live on the bottom of the sea. The town of Innsmouth is just one of their hatcheries.
While all deep divers respect Dagon, the leader of the cult, they also worship the Lord of the Deep.
Dagon is not the Lord of the Deep.
The father god Dagon and the mother god mother Hydra, who are believed by the deep divers, are only followers of the supreme Lord of the Deep Sea.
These secrets can only be known by integrating into the town and becoming one of them.
The reason why Zadok Allen knew this was full of pain and despair for him. Without wine, no one could make him say it.
He is a "mute species".
Zadok Allen's ancestors were Deep Divers, his grandparents were Deep Divers, his father and mother were Deep Divers, and even his wife and children also became Deep Divers.
But he wasn't. Fins, gills, or scales never appeared on him.