Chapter 383 A Small Broken Place 【Seeking Monthly Pass
"Orientals, Orientals!"
The short, fat, middle-aged woman in front of the house shouted, her tone filled with surprise and disgust.
Oriental? Gu Jun heard this word, so he immediately made a judgment. Although this word is not seriously discriminatory, it can also be offensive. He shouted like this when he saw him. This is not a friend who is friendly to Orientals.
Time and place.
The people in the house over there were alarmed and came out. First, a middle-aged man who was also short and fat, with a face full of freckles and pockmarks, cursed excitedly: "Damn you bastard, you damn infidel, get out of here."
, stay away from my house!”
"Hey." Gu Jun raised his hands, indicating that he meant no harm and that he was unfamiliar with the place and could not quarrel with them. "I'll leave now."
"Damn old John, you useless old thing, how could you let such a pagan walk into our town!" The pockmarked man cursed, and behind him three children of different ages also walked out of the house, some of them
Looking at it in confusion, the man kept cursing: "Bring me my damn gun, quick!"
As soon as he heard the gun, Gu Jun hurriedly walked down the hillside. What the hell was I doing?
He hurriedly walked for a while, down the hillside into a bleak maple forest, passed through the forest, and came to a wide dirt road in a small town.
Telephone poles... There are telephone poles over there! Very old-fashioned wooden telephone poles, but the wires hanging there can also connect this area.
There are guns and telephone poles. This should be modern times, but it is not modern.
At this time, Gu Jun suddenly heard the ferocious barking of dogs chasing after him, and the rough curses of a group of men:
"Oriental bastards, they are all devils!"
"We can't let him run away, he will kill us all."
"Damn it, Ford, why did you let him run away just now? Why didn't you shoot him to death!"
Listening to these curses, Gu Jun frowned. Although the wound on his abdomen hurt, he could only run, cursing in his heart, fuck these bastards.
Even in modern times, so-called people of color have been bullied in Europe and the United States, especially in rural towns like this. If you shoot them to death and then dig a hole and bury them, those people will not have any responsibility.
This is not a wasteland, but it is equally dangerous for him.
The barking of the dog was getting closer and closer, along with the footsteps and curses of the men.
From the hillside to here, Gu Jun only walked a short distance. Those people would catch up very quickly. He was anxious. If it weren't for the dogs, he could find a place to hide, but with the dogs, he wouldn't be able to hide. Backpack
There was no drawing paper or gun inside. If I had known better, I would have at least brought a bottle of anti-wolf spray...
Wolf spray, I have been saying for a long time that I need to carry it with me.
You can guard against wolves, and a few dogs should be no problem either.
"What to do, what to do..." Gu Jun thought, he had to use some wisdom. He didn't have a gun in his hand and couldn't use the spell. So, I am actually an Eastern prince living here? As long as you help me return to the East,
I'll send you money? A lot of money?
At this time, the chasing sounds were about to leave the woods, and Gu Jun suddenly saw a carriage loaded with hay chasing him from behind.
There was only one driver on the carriage, an old white man with a naturally red face and a large shaggy beard. His hands holding the reins were thick and calloused. He was a working man. However, the old man's face was not ferocious.
Instead, his eyes looked like he was looking at some distinguished guest.
"Young man, get in the car." The old man called, "Can you understand? Get in the car quickly. If you want to survive, get in the car and hide. Those rough guys are coming, hurry up!"
Gu Jun also has some discerning eyes, and now he has no other choice. At least he is an old man and he doesn't have a gun.
"I can understand." He burrowed into the hay on the bed of the carriage and hid himself in the pile of hay.
The old man immediately shouted, waved his riding whip, raised his horse's hooves, and the carriage immediately continued to move forward.
Soon, Gu Jun looked through the gaps between the forage and saw several strong dogs rushing out of the woods over there, some looking this way, some looking that way, and then several big men also walked out.
Everyone in the woods had shotguns in their hands, looking around for him and cursing, but they didn't suspect the carriage.
Click, click, click, the carriage gradually drove away on this muddy and shabby country road.
Gu Jun didn't move or make a sound, just silently observing the situation on the roadside.
This town must be sparsely populated, with hardly a house in sight, and the roads are far away from each other. But he saw more modern things in the front yards of those houses, and one family even had a black car.
, it looks like a classic car, but it's not a steam car, it's an oil-burning car.
With cars and electricity, it must be the 20th century.
Gu Jun thought, and while the carriage entered a deserted road again, he asked loudly: "Thank you, old sir, where are we going?"
"My farm." The old man said, "You can get off the bus at any time, but I don't recommend you do that. You don't know what these people will do if they catch you."
"Are you different from them?" Gu Jun asked deliberately, what is this old man trying to do?
"Haha." The old man laughed heartily a few times, "Yes, I am different. I have always been interested in the East and there are some things I want to know from you. Young man, I don't care whether you are an Oriental, an Indian or a black man.
, or someone... As long as you are human, that's fine."
Gu Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, there was something in this old man's words.
"Sir, if I knew the answer to your question, I would tell you, but I have a few questions to ask you first." He had to figure out the situation first, "Where is this? What is the time? Please specify the year, month and day."
"What? Okay." The old man was a little confused, but he still replied: "Citizen State, Massachusetts, October 25, 1929."
Although he was mentally prepared, Gu Jun was still stunned. Am I going back to the past?
Why did you end up in Citiland, Massachusetts?
"Massachusetts?" He murmured, thinking of something, New England, Massachusetts, the place where the famous witch trials took place...
This state is generally called Massachusetts in China, and Harvard University is located here.
"Yeah, Massachusetts," the old man said, "Chicktown, a little shitty place, next to Arkham, Innsmouth, and Newburyport."
Gu Jun's heart skipped a beat. What!? Innsmouth? Innsmouth! Innsmouth!
The first time he heard this place name was from Uncle Li Zhenbo's words in memory fragments. It was one of the places that the Seabird had been looking for for many years but could not find it. "It should be there obviously, but
I just can’t find it.” That’s what Uncle Li said.
After that, the Tianji Bureau could not find it, including searching within Citigroup. After Goa and WMO truly cooperated, they still could not find it.
No matter whether it is the old place name or the current one, no one has been found.
But now, the old man said...
Gu Jun was stunned until he cursed secretly, Innsmouth, I may have found it.