the only savior

Chapter 430 Milk Festival

Beautiful town, beautiful streets, exquisite cottages, colorful flower pots, the town of Morganstoke is about to usher in its own festival, and the faces of the residents are full of smiles and expectations.

Since the development of the Milk Festival, various new patterns have evolved. For example, these colorful flower pots on the street have only become popular in the last ten years.

Originally, people would prepare various pots to hold milk during festivals, but they didn't care too much about the appearance of the pots. Most of their attention was focused on the carnival.

Now, after decades of evolution, everyone will prepare all kinds of beautiful flowerpots and put them in the middle of the road during the festival.

At that time, the flower pots will be filled with milk, which will not only reduce the cost of the festival, but also make the town more beautiful.

After all, it is no longer what it used to be. Although it is located in a remote place, with the development of logistics, the excess milk will not be wasted.

Moreover, many of the children have left here to pursue the wider world outside, and few of them are willing to stay and take care of the farm safely.

Therefore, compared with the past, the symbolic meaning of the festival is greater than the actual significance, and people celebrate the festival purely for celebration and commemoration.

But even so, the Milk Festival's position in the hearts of the residents of Morgan Stowman Town is irreplaceable, even surpassing Christmas and Halloween.

Many young people who go out to work will rush back on this day, just to be able to participate in this annual milk festival with their families.

On the day of the festival, the streets of the whole town will be filled with beautiful and exquisite flowerpots, and people will throw a coin or two into their favorite flowerpots as a wish.

In the evening, everyone will gather and start a carnival in the center of the town.

Of course, in addition to these small flower pots, there are also many large pots on the street. Some people even brought up the water tanks, just to be able to overwhelm the crowd on the day of the festival and become the envy of everyone.

This year, there seemed to be a lot more flower pots in the town of Morgan Stowman than in previous years, and the festive atmosphere was even more intense against the backdrop of these colorful decorations.

Aaron Griffin walked through the little pots into a grocery store on the side of the road.

Accompanied by the "squeak" of the wooden door being opened, and the "jingling" sound of the small bell on the hanging curtain, a middle-aged woman sitting behind the counter who was knitting a sweater stood up and looked at this strange man. faces.

Although the other party's weird hair color and outfit made the proprietress feel a little nondescript, she still put down the things in her hands and asked enthusiastically:

"Boy, can I help you? If you also want to buy flowerpots, you can take a look at the second shelf on the left. There are flowerpots carefully selected by me. There will definitely be what you want."

Aaron glanced in the direction she said, then looked away, looked around in this small shop, and asked:

"Ma'am, I need some garlic, preferably the kind that has been dried... Oh, that’s right! There is also green peppercorns, I need some of these too, do you sell them here?"

The woman shook her head helplessly at first, and then when the other party showed a slightly disappointed expression on her face, she said again:
"Little guy, these things are not sold in the store, but if you need them, I can go to the kitchen and get some for you."

Aaron raised his head in surprise when he heard the words, and thanked her very happily.

The middle-aged woman went into the back room, and came out with two things after a while.

"Thank you very much for your help. I have been looking for these two things since I came here yesterday, but there are no goods for sale in the store. Thank you."

Aaron thanked him again, and then reached out to take a few garlic and green peppercorns from the other party, opened a suitcase he had been carrying, and put them in.

The proprietress at the side glanced at the contents of the suitcase, and her expression became a little strange, because she saw some strange items in it.

This is a wooden suitcase with a red cushion inside. Several props are neatly placed in wooden columns. The middle-aged woman can see several familiar things at a glance:

A cross, a dagger, a hand crossbow, a bottle of holy water, a Bible, and several wooden stakes with crosses carved on them.

Now, there are 3 more garlics and a handful of green peppercorns in the box.

Obviously, these things seem to have a strong purpose...

The middle-aged woman looked at the white-haired young man in front of her again, and finally couldn't help asking:

"This... child, what are you preparing these... for...?"

Aaron didn't care about the weirdness in the other party's tone at all. After arranging the garlic and green peppercorns neatly, he replied:
"Garlic is used to deal with vampires, they all hate this smell, and it can buy me a certain amount of time when I encounter danger; green peppercorns are used to deal with werewolves, these guys have very good noses, give me Sprinkling them with green peppercorns can make them miserable for a long time."

It's okay if he didn't explain. After saying this, the middle-aged woman's eyes on him immediately became even more strange. It can be seen from the expression of "you're kidding me" on her face that the other party didn't believe him at all. words.

And also regarded Aaron's behavior as an older youth suffering from moderate secondary hallucinations.

"This... Will there really be vampires and werewolves in this world?"

"some!"

"Then, are you going to hunt them down?"

"That's right!"

The two were very decisive when they asked and answered. Aaron Xu was used to such things and was not too surprised.

He also tried his best to put on a calm and calm look, locked the suitcase again, and then carried it in his hand.

"Thank you, ma'am. I wonder if I can ask you about someone. Her name is Bernard Braun, and she should live here."

"Oh? What's your business with her?"

The woman immediately showed a look of vigilance.

Seeing this, Aaron took out a crumpled newspaper from his arms, spread it out, pointed to a corner on it and said:
"Here is her information for help. I saw it here. It also left her phone number and address. I contacted her and planned to come and have a look..."

"But after I got here, her phone suddenly couldn't be reached, and the house numbers of many places in the town were old, and I couldn't see them clearly. I couldn't find the place after searching for a day, so I wanted to confirm with you .”

(End of this chapter)