"Orientals, Orientals!"
The short and fat middle-aged woman in front of the house shouted. Her tone was filled with surprise and disgust.
Oriental？ Gu Jun recognized this term, so he instantly made a judgment. Even though this term was not a serious form of discrimination, it could still be offensive. This was not an era and place that was friendly to Asians. Gu Jun had heard this term the moment he saw him.
The people in the house were alarmed. First was a similarly short and fat middle-aged man with a face full of freckles. He scolded agitatedly, "D * mn it, you b * stard, goddamn heathen, get out of here and stay away from my house!"
"Hey." Gu Jun raised his hands to show that he had no ill intentions. He was unfamiliar with this place and could not win an argument with them. "I'll leave now."
"D * mn Old John, that useless old thing. How could he let such a heathen into our town!" The man with the freckles scolded. Behind him, three children of different ages also walked out of the house. They looked at him with some confusion. The man kept scolding, "Bring me my d * mn gun, quick!"
Upon hearing the word "gun", Gu Jun hurriedly walked down the hill. Where the hell am I?
He hurriedly walked down the hill and entered a lonely maple forest. After passing through the forest, he arrived at a wide dirt road in the small town.
Electric pole … there's an electric pole there! It was a very old-fashioned wooden electric pole, but the hanging wires could also connect to this area.
With a gun and an electric pole, this should be modern, but not modern.
It was also at this time that Gu Jun suddenly heard the fierce barking of a dog chasing after him, as well as the rough scolding of a group of men.
"Oriental b * stard, they're all devils!"
"We can't let him get away. He'll get us all killed."
"D * mn it, Ford, why did you let him get away just now? Why didn't you shoot him!"
Hearing these curses, Gu Jun frowned. Although it was painful to run, he could only run. He cursed in his heart. D * mn these b * stards.
Even in modern times, the so-called colored people were bullied in Europe and the United States, especially in rural areas like this. If they were shot to death and then randomly dug a hole to bury them, those people would not have any responsibility. This was not the wasteland, but it was equally dangerous for him.
The barking was getting closer, and the men's footsteps and curses could be heard.
From the hillside to here, Gu Jun had only walked a short distance, and 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 couldn't hide. There was no drawing paper or gun in his backpack. If he had known earlier, he would have at least brought a bottle of pepper spray …
Pepper spray. How long has it been said that I have to carry it with me at all times?
If it could defend against wolves, it should be no problem for it to defend against a few dogs.
"What should I do, what should I do …" Gu Jun thought. He had to use his wits. He had no gun in his hand, and he couldn't use any spells. So, he was actually an Eastern Prince who was stranded in this place? As long as you help me get back to the East, I'll give you money? A lot of money?
At this moment, the sound of pursuit was almost out of the woods. Gu Jun suddenly saw a carriage with hay coming from behind.
There was only one coachman on the carriage. He was an old white man with a naturally red face and a messy beard. The hands that held the reins were thick and calloused. He was a worker. However, the old man's expression was not fierce. He looked at him like he was looking at an important guest.
"Young man, get on the carriage," the old man called out. "Can you understand me? Get on the carriage. If you want to live, get on the carriage and hide. Those boorish men are coming, quick! "
Gu Jun was a good judge of character, and he had no other choice. At least this old man did not have a gun.
"I can understand you." He crawled into the hay on the carriage's cargo board and hid himself in the pile of hay.
The old man immediately shouted and waved his whip. The horse raised its hooves and the carriage continued to move forward.
Soon, Gu Jun's eyes peered through the gaps between the grasses and saw several large dogs rushing out of the forest. Some looked in his direction, some looked in his direction. Then a few large men also came out of the forest. Each of them was holding a shotgun in their hands. They looked around for him, cursing and swearing, but none of them suspected that he was in the carriage.
Gu Jun did not move or make a sound. He just quietly observed the situation on the roadside.
This small town must be sparsely populated. There was not a single house, and it was far from the road. However, he saw that in the front yard of the houses, there were more modern things. One of the houses also had a black car. It looked like an old car, but it was not a steam car. It burned oil.
There were cars and electricity. It should be the 20th century.
Gu Jun thought. When the carriage entered a deserted road, he asked loudly, "Sir, thank you. Where are we going?"
"My farm." The old man said, "You can get off at any time, but I don't recommend it. You don't know what these people will do to you if they catch you."
"You're different from them?" Gu Jun asked deliberately. What was the old man after?
"Haha." The old man laughed heartily. "Yes, I'm different. I've always been interested in the East, and there are some things I want to understand from you. Young man, I don't care if you're Asian, Native American, black, or whatever … As long as you're human, that's fine. "
Gu Jun slightly narrowed his eyes. The old man's words had a hidden meaning.
"Sir, I will tell you if I know the answer to your question, but I have a few questions to ask you first." He had to understand the situation first. "Where is this? What's the time? Please specify the year, month, and day. "
"What? Okay. " The old man was a little confused, but he still answered, "United States, Massachusetts, October 25, 1929."
Although he was mentally prepared, Gu Jun was still stunned. Did I go back in time?
How did I end up in the United States, Massachusetts?
"Massachusetts?" He mumbled as he remembered something. New England, Massachusetts, the place where the famous witch trials took place …
The state was commonly referred to as Massachusetts because it was where Harvard University was located.
"Yes, Massachusetts." The old man said, "Chicanton, a small, abandoned place next to Arkham, Innsmouth and Newburyport."
This time, Gu Jun's heart skipped a beat. What?! Innsmouth？ Innsmouth! Innsmouth!
The first time he heard of this place was from Uncle Li Zhenbo's memory fragment. It was one of the places that the Seagull had been searching for all these years but to no avail. "It should be there but we just can't find it." That was what Uncle Li Zhenbo said.
Even Phecda could not be found. Even after the cooperation between GOA and WMO, they still could not find it.
Be it the old place or the current one, they could not find it.
But now, this old man said …
Gu Jun was startled until he cursed under his breath. 'Innsmouth, I might have found it.'
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