Leave the cemetery in the car.

Kristen woke up from her slumber, remembering her ridiculous behavior at the grave of the dead man, and apologized to the driver with a slightly red face, "Sorry, Kenny, I didn't know what was going on..."

"I understand, there is no need to explain... It's all the cemetery's fault. Dean turned the steering wheel to look understanding, and then looked at the other companions, "What about you?" Feeling better, don't you? ”

Boone and the others looked at each other and nodded, the overwhelming desire to kill in their hearts also cooled down as they stayed away from the cemetery, and their eyes returned to clarity.

Sean looked out the window at the mottled road in the night, and said with an ugly face, "I have a gut feeling that if it weren't for Kenny's call, I would have completely degenerated into a bloodthirsty monster and fallen into eternal madness." ”

"I haven't had such a gaffe in at least twenty years, but our mental state shouldn't have been so easily affected... The things in the cemetery are not ordinary. Monica frowned and recalled, "What the hell is going on?" ”

"The cemetery is Midian, where nocturnal species gather? A magical land of the night, a paradise for monsters? Peter asked excitedly,

"No, it's not Midian, it's more like the 'Dwey Cemetery' in the fable of illusions, and it has a deep connection with Midian." Dean mused, "Unravel its secrets, and we'll find the gateway to Midian." ”

Dean explained to everyone again the strange situation of the strongest energy field, the empty graves of Bonnie and Ani, and the twisted roots of human shapes.

The car quietly drove into the road east of the town of Pisriver (Tranquility), past the charred ruins of the fire, and a distant commotion interrupted the conversation and aroused their curiosity.

It was eight o'clock in the evening, the sky was dark, and in most rural towns, there were hardly any people outside at night, and it was as quiet as a dead wasteland.

But the town at this time presents a completely different lively scene during the day.

Beams of pale moonlight.

Dozens of townspeople gathered in a circle near the red fire hydrant, young and old, men and women, waving their fists, screaming and watching with blood-red eyes, looking like a group of thugs ready to fight.

Five men gathered in the center to fight, boxing, wrestling, fighting, kicking the lower, biting the ears... The beasts, as ferocious as the leaders of the competing clans, were all hung up.

In the gap of the fire hydrant, the white water vapor sprayed in the sky, and the blood soaked everyone's clothes.

This not only failed to cool their passion, but made them more wanton to vent the violent factor in their bodies.

"Come on, fool!"

"Beat you son of a bitch!"

A group of people cursed and rushed at the randomly selected enemy on the opposite side, scuffled into a ball, and rolled in a wet pool of water to start a big scuffle.

Sean retracted his head from the car window, his upright beast pupils shrunk, "What's the matter with this group, they don't sleep at night and fight in the streets?" ”

A flash of excitement flashed in Peter's eyes, and he resisted the urge to join the battle, "Although the town is far away from the cemetery, the townspeople are obviously affected by the energy field in the cemetery... After all, it's just ordinary people, and the resistance is even worse. ”

Dean patted the steering wheel thoughtfully, "The townsfolk are fairly normal during the day, so the impact of the energy field is more intense at night. ”

"But no one cares about such an obvious supernatural disaster?" Christine was surprised, "The police station and the special operations department don't take action? ”

Monica shook her head, "Is it possible that they prioritized those higher-level disasters or were too busy to take care of themselves?" ”

"Where to run?!"

A scream was heard.

The two townsfolk who were fighting together noticed the cars passing on the road and rushed at them with a shout, and a large man with a beard jumped on the front cover of the car and tugged at the windshield wipers.

Another lean man with towering cheekbones ran out of the left window and followed the frantic pounding of the glass, his eyes bulging and yelling at Boone, "Stop, you ugly devil, come down and punch me!" ”

"What's wrong?" Provoked, Boone rolled down the window in a rage, revealing a hideous beastly face covered in spiral lines.

Mouth.

A foul-smelling wind spewed out of his fangs and saw, causing the man's short hair to rise back.

At night, ordinary people would have been frightened by Boone's ugly monster form, but the man didn't seem to know what he was afraid of, so he put his hands around Boone's head and bit him in the face.

"Get out of here, don't mess with me!" Boone's giant patterned palm made the mad man fly five meters away, spitting out a pile of bloody teeth.

"Man, you can't get angry with a bunch of people who are out of control." With a flick of his hand, Dean shot out dozens of translucent telekinetic tentacles, instantly stunning the scuffling crowd.

At the same time, he sucked a few drops of blood from afar and activated the licking memory.

Images of the cemetery's mother and son, Bonnie and Ani, kept coming to mind.

Dean examined his memories and sped on.

There was more chaos along the way... Hundreds of townspeople are fighting in the streets, smashing open doors, broken glass, lit flames...

During the day, the big fat man in the Indian restaurant still sits on the threshold outside the restaurant and eats meat, his mouth is red and his belly is as big as a hot air balloon, and the money-hungry shopkeeper is nowhere to be found.

"Is this a bank robbery?" Sean suddenly stared at an ATM machine on the side of the road, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Didi...

Amid the screeching alarms and knocks, several burly men in black hoods violently dismantled the ATM machine with a bunch of wrenches, axes, pitchforks and other tools, and took out a pile of green bills from the machine and threw them on the ground.

The three of them then lay down in the pile of bills and rolled around, screaming excitedly.

"Lying in the banknotes and taking a bath, I used to dream of that." Peter quipped enviously, "But people never know contentment, and 100% of the spoils will be unevenly divided." ”

The three of them frantically stuffed money into their arms, seemingly dissatisfied with the other party's taking more, and soon roared and scuffled.

Dean snapped his fingers, knocking them all out, draining the blood and licking the memories again.

……

"What's going on?" Christine looked at the hotel on the right side of the road with a hint of longing.

Through the glass doors, a group of townspeople are friendly on the sofa in the foyer, and the sounds of discussion and congratulations are heard out of the hotel and fly into the night sky, as if there is some kind of magic, and the people in the car are impulsive.

"Shet, two man... What do I see? ”

Sean covered his eyes and wailed, then leaned forward slightly, and the car braked.

A graceful figure stepped out of the darkness with delicate cat steps, and silently approached the front of the car.

The headlights illuminate her gourd-shaped sexy curves.

She wore a thick red carpet to cover most of her body, revealing only a pair of snow-white bare feet lightly tapping the rough road, the blanket covered her full head of hair, and on her face with a charming blush, a pair of eyes were moist and about to drip, exuding a compelling heat, like a witch creeping in the night.

"Come... Come along—" The woman hooked her hand at the five people in the car, and her tone was as dreamy as a pleasant hum in her ears, tickling the heart.

Brush –

She magically pulled the blanket to her sides

"It's so big, it's white."

Peter whistled loudly.

Boone and Sean swallowed, their eyes blazing.

Kristen and Monica's expressions became a little unnatural.

Dean calmly put the blanket back on the woman, and then moved her to the main driver's window, "As you wish, I'm here, now I have some questions... How did Bonnie Prager and Ani Prager die? ”

The woman was illuminated by the other party's starry eyes, her misty eyes regained a trace of clarity, and her mind also broke free from the ocean of desire, and replied intermittently, "Bonnie, Ani..."

"Everybody said... Bonnie weighs over four hundred pounds and is too fat... The heart has been bad, and just last month I died of a heart attack... Ani was a little mentally handicapped, barely able to take care of herself, and accidentally drowned in her bathtub after her mother died. ”

Dean asked, "Is there any special inside story, like someone killed them?" ”

The woman shook her head, "I don't know." ”

Dean regretted it slightly, which was consistent with the memories he had licked in his blood a few times before.

Mother Bonnie is like a bloated mountain of meat, and her delicate facial features can vaguely see the demeanor of her youth.

The son has clear eyebrows, but only knows giggles and pranks, and he is a patient who can't even speak completely.

The two mothers and sons depend on each other in the town, and their lives are very bleak and poor.

Unfortunately, Dean used the portraits of the two mothers and sons drawn from his blood to launch a search in the dark realm of his mind, but he couldn't find anything - they either died completely, or went to some place isolated by special energy.

So far, the progress of the "missing mother and child" has also reached 15 percent.

……

Seeing that more useful information could no longer be asked from a woman's mouth.

Dean snapped her fingers and put her to sleep,

"Kenny, do you really think the poor mother and son died of illness and accident?" Peter nostalgically withdrew his gaze from the curvaceous body on the ground, and the eyes of the others turned to Dean with a hint of sympathy in their eyes.

"There must be something else hidden in it, and we need more detailed information about the two mothers and sons." Sean looked up at the window, and the desires, anger, and resentment of the townspeople of Pith River Town gathered and spread across the streets at night, as if they had turned into substance, outlining a layer of dark twilight that blocked the moonlight in the sky, "Go to the town police station and ask." ”

(End of chapter)