My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

163 years ago, a red moon appeared in the sky, and the sun could not block its brilliance.

Since then, legendary evil creatures have begun to become active in the world, including werewolves, vampires, deer-headed spirits, evil spirits, etc., but various extraordinary rituals buried in the old papers of the church have also been revealed.

Every church has a sanctuary secret room underground.

Complex magic circles are carved on the walls of the sanctuary and the floor of the church hall.

The magic circle can collect the light of faith emitted by believers' devout prayers, purify it into liquid, and store it in the sanctuary.

This kind of light cannot be seen by ordinary people. Only those who become extraordinary mystics can get a glimpse of it.

The holy water sold in churches that can cure all diseases is just the product of this sacred liquid diluted with water.

Zach Town is not big, and the power of faith collected can only hold one or two sacred baptism ceremonies every year. How could Nick not feel distressed.

"A large amount of black mist was purified from your body during the baptism, which is the soul toxin left by evil spirits on your body. Without the purification of these two sacred baptisms, these things have been accumulated in your body for a long time, and you are destined to... Become a crazy villain."

The priest looked like you had earned it: "100 gold shields are not expensive at all in exchange for a new life. You still have a long way to go in life."

After hearing this, Kroun was completely sure that he had passed the test, and his anxious heart was finally relieved.

As for the so-called debt, he automatically ignored it.

The worst he could do was become an old man. He had obeyed the law in his previous life for fear of owing others. It would be nice to try other life experiences in this life, he thought.

. . . .

As dusk fell, three fires were lit in the square in front of the church, and the priest held cremations for the believers who had died in the evil incident.

Eighteen members of three families were killed in the incident. Familiar neighbors and friends came to see him off. A dark crowd crowded the place, and everyone placed candles on the stone surface of the square.

It is believed that candlelight can illuminate the soul's path to heaven as it travels to the gods.

Crown stood beside a fire, looking sad.

He has completely accepted the memory of the original owner, and his true feelings are completely revealed at this time.

With blazing fire reflected in his eyes, he crossed his hands on his chest and prayed silently in his heart: "May the flames purify our sins and wash our souls, and may there be no sorrow in heaven."

From time to time, familiar friends would come over and give him a hug or pat him on the shoulder, and Croun would smile gratefully.

The flames gradually extinguished, and the night wind chilled his forehead.

Crown put his family's ashes in black clay pots and prepared to bury the ashes in a wild cemetery during the budding month of next year and plant a Tasmania pine tree.

In the teachings of the Lord of Fire, people come to the world, go through various sufferings to pay for their sins, and are purified in the flames after death, and then cast on the land to nourish growing plants, which can in turn serve as burning fire to illuminate In the human world, the world goes through cycles.

The nuns also buried the ashes of two other families who had no other relatives.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and the candlelight in the square gradually extinguished.

Nick came over at this time: "The house corroded by evil spirits must be purified before it can be inhabited again. Tonight, you can stay in the church gatekeeper's cabin. I will purify the house tomorrow."

Crown bowed his head and saluted: "Thank you, Father. Are there any charges?"

"Haha", the priest was amused: "No need this time, it is my duty to let the place where believers live be bathed in the glory of our Lord."

Since you owe me a lot of money, this time it's free!

Nick was silent for a few seconds and then comforted him: "The dead have passed away, but the living still need to be strong. May the light of the Lord of Fire shine on you and me!"

“May the light of the Lord shine upon you and me!”

. . . .

The gatekeeper is an old man with a wrinkled face and gray hair.

He used to be a lonely old man. After the church was built three years ago, the priest took pity on him and gave him this job.

Although the salary is pitiful, the church provides three meals a day, and the food is pretty good.

The priest should have told him that when Crown came here, the old man kindly pointed to the small door in the room and said gently: "You sleep in there tonight, the bed is a bit narrow."

He sighed again: "It's a pity that old Moya is still in his prime."

Kroun choked up and lowered his head slightly: "Thank you!"

He stopped talking, walked into the back room, and closed the door gently.

It was very small inside, with only room for a narrow bed, a chair, and a mirror about a foot wide with a wooden base standing on the wall. There were two cracks on the mirror.

Crown placed the pottery pot under the bed, thinking that he would go to the patrol station to pick up his belongings tomorrow.

As soon as he was next to the bed, he fell asleep soon.

I don’t know how long it took, but the moonlight filtered through the small window of the room and secretly shone on the face of the sleeping man.

Kroun suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

He got out of bed with bare feet, came to the mirror, and looked at the person in the mirror with his head sideways.

The pupils of the person in the mirror changed from dark brown to yellowish brown, and then gradually elongated and flattened into strange vertical pupils.

Several thick fleshy whiskers sprouted from his face, he grinned, and two long fangs sprouted from the upper and lower parts of his mouth.

All of this was only shown in the mirror, and there was nothing strange about Crown outside.

Bursts of black smoke came out of the man's ears in the mirror, and an octopus monster with tentacles and sharp teeth was fully revealed.

The monster's tentacles grabbed the edge of the mirror and jumped out of it. Waves of water ripples appeared in the mirror.

Crown's eyes immediately closed, his body floated in the air, and he floated back to the bed.

The monster's body slowly became transparent and flew upwards out of the house, without the roof causing any hindrance to it.

Hanging under the eaves of the gatekeeper's hut is a simple copper bell the size of a kettle. The bell's body is covered with complicated flame cloud patterns.

The copper bell made a crisp sound, but then stopped suddenly.

The old man, wrapped in a fur coat and sitting on a chair to watch the night, woke up from his sleep. He heard a ringing that went straight to his heart.

He raised his ears and listened carefully, but he only heard the faint sound of wind outside.

The old man shook his head, wrapped his coat tighter, lowered his head and fell asleep.

. . . .

In the early morning, Crown made a fist with one hand, beat his lower back, and walked out of the house with a sad look on his face.

I just took a nap, why do my limbs feel weak?

He felt like walking on cotton.

"What's wrong with you? You look so bad." Nick walked towards him with a puzzled look on his face.

Feeling like his body was being hollowed out, Crown smiled bitterly:

"I don't know why. When I woke up, I just felt very weak and powerless."

It seemed that the evil spirit was more evil than expected, and the divine baptism did not completely eliminate its influence.

Nick squinted in thought.

Crown hit his lower back again, glanced up inadvertently, and suddenly froze.

The church is not short of money, right?

He pointed to the copper bell under the eaves and asked his doubts: "Father, why does this exquisite copper bell have no bell tongue?"