Mystery: The Stars Returner

Counting each spider with a pair of eyes, there are hundreds of them densely packed in front of you.

After searching to no avail, these spiders crawled back into the cave, and the cave returned to calm.

In the early morning, the scorching sun brought the golden light of flowing fire. The cave with a radius of nearly ten meters last night had disappeared.

Gone, replaced by thick earth.

The foot on it was no different from ordinary land. Hastur jumped twice, but there was still no change.

He found a piece of gravel and dug a few times until he dug a small pit of half a meter. There was still soil underneath, with no trace of a cave.

Hastur was very glad that he did not leave immediately last night but stayed here instead. Sure enough, he saw something different.

He wondered how it was possible that no one had discovered such a large cave on the top of the mountain.

It turns out that this cave is like an owl, hiding day and night.

"It's a bit difficult to solve."

Hastur chose to leave, and he would switch to the star container at night to see what was going on. It was better for him to stay away now, so as not to be visited by this human-faced spider.

Small town, old Jeff's house.

Early in the morning, the mayor's family came to return the 50 gold pounds he had paid for the quota, and vaguely reminded him that there might be changes to the sacrifices during this year's Grain Festival.

This made him frown all of a sudden, secretly regretting that he was too greedy. If he had known better, he would not have let his daughter get into this muddy water. Now that she is fine, she can't be washed out if she falls into the dye vat.

This morning, before the mayor's family came to refund the money, his daughter secretly told him that she had a strange dream last night.

In the dream, she was like a transparent, lonely soul, her whole body stiff and unable to move. She could only watch the body that originally belonged to her move on its own, and speak words that were not her own.

During this period, a young man with a vague appearance appeared and talked to her about the Breath of Spring Goddess. She could not remember exactly what he said.

Old Jeff originally comforted his daughter that it was just a dream and that she thought too much about random things. He even teased her that she already started thinking about men at a young age.

But someone from the mayor's house had clearly told him that something unexpected happened during the Grain Sacrifice Festival, and his daughter, as the priest who presided over the sacrifice this year, would also suffer.

How about quickly finding a suitable person to marry off your daughter?

It would be best to be a foreigner, as far away from here as possible, and wait a few years before picking up his daughter.

This is what old Jeff thinks is the best solution.

But where should I find a suitable foreigner now?

Old Jeff was worried. His old face, which had already begun to grow wrinkles, now looked like it had been plowed by an oxcart, with deep ravines.

He came to the pub and ordered a 2p glass of ginger beer, which was a big glass.

It was only after nine o'clock, and many people gathered in the tavern. Someone saw Old Jeff greeting him with a smile. Seeing the sad look on his face, the man smiled and said: "Old Jeff, is your daughter ignoring you?" Are you going to leave with a handsome foreigner for life or death?"

Foreigner?

Old Jeff suddenly raised his head when he heard the keyword, his voice rose a lot, and he muttered: "What foreigner?"

"Yesterday a foreigner came here to inquire about many things, and also asked about your family situation. I thought he had gone to your house to propose marriage, and then you kicked him out with a broom, hahaha..."

The people around him also laughed, and Old Jeff took a sip of ginger beer and said calmly: "Outlanders are not bad, at least they are generous, unlike people here who can't even save 100 gold pounds in a lifetime. "

"Then go to old Peter's hotel to find your foreigner son-in-law. If you arrive late, he will be lured away by someone else's daughter."

Some people said that he wanted to be a grandfather so much that he was so anxious to marry off his daughter.

Hey, what do they know? They are a bunch of poor guys who haven't even left the town.

Old Jeff licked the last sip of ginger beer, slapped the 2-penny coins on the table and lined them up, stood up and left with his head held slightly high.

After Old Jeff left, there was another burst of cheerful laughter in the tavern.

The Old Peter Hotel is the best resting place in this town, and the favorite place for wealthy foreigners to come here.

Although he hadn't met the stranger yet, Old Jeff already had some confidence in his heart. He went to the first floor of the hotel and winked at Old Peter, and the two of them went to the back kitchen to chat for a few words.

Old Jeff paid the consulting fee of 1 sole, then went up to the second floor while humming a little tune, and came to the door of the stranger's room.

He did not knock on the door immediately, but first straightened his somewhat worn brown coat and straightened his brown soft hat.

In such a small town that is mainly based on agriculture, he is already considered wealthy in this way, but he just heard Old Peter mention that this foreigner is not only young and handsome, but the clothes he wears cost tens of gold pounds at least.

My daughter is also good-looking, and she is the priestess this year, so she is considered acceptable in terms of conditions.

Feeling brave in his heart, Old Jeff knocked on the door.

After a while, the door opened.

The moment he actually met this foreigner, Old Jeff realized how worthwhile the 1 sole consulting fee he just spent was worth.

Not to mention his better-than-average figure and appearance, just the way he is dressed makes him look like he is from a big city.

Old Jeff was very satisfied with the foreigners, but then he became even more unsure.

"What's up?"

The gentle tone made Old Jeff react immediately. He rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Sir, I heard someone said that you are looking for a girl suitable for marriage?"

"??"

Hasta looked at a loss, but he quickly recovered and still had a warm smile on his face. "You misunderstood. I am only interested in the local customs of the town and have no intention of getting married."

I knew, how could such a person come to a place like theirs to find a marriage partner?

Old Jeff's expression changed, and he began to feel sorry for the 1 sole consulting fee.

"I misunderstood, I misunderstood..."

Old Jeff apologized repeatedly with a shy face, and after the other party closed the door, he sighed and left.

In the room, Hastur stood by the window. Thinking of Old Jeff's purpose just now, he laughed and shook his head.

He could somewhat guess what Old Jeff was thinking. Maybe it was the mayor's people who found him, and he thought about marrying his daughter to a foreigner as soon as possible, but he didn't know how he found him here. .

Could it be because he entered his daughter's dream last night and left some relevant information?

She said there would be a chance to meet again...a little weird.

……

At night, the crimson moon hung high, emitting a crimson light that was far superior to last night.

On the flat farmland, there were no cultivators visible, only a few sporadic lights flickering.

This is a fieldkeeper who lives near the farmland at night and is responsible for taking care of the fruits and vegetables.

Most of the time it can protect against people, but sometimes it can also protect against animals that eat crops, such as wild boars, yoke, voles, etc.

A fire blunderbuss is basically standard equipment. Some field guards prefer to use a steel fork to patrol and drive away eating animals. If conditions permit, they can also spear under the moon, adding a sense of game to the calm night.