I am creating a esoteric religion in London

Chapter 166: Born Mothman
Amidst the meaningless and frenzied buzzing, the young man seemed to see the gentleman with a gentle smile in front of him in a trance, and the tall and powerful body suddenly began to distort—the eight teeth revealed in the smile, It was falling off one by one, and replaced by sharp and curved fangs like animal teeth protruding fiercely from the gums, and the mouth was full of blood.

There are also two scimitar-like serrated fangs protruding forward from under the ears, just like the huge mandibles of a stag beetle are constantly shearing and closing, making a strange sound of clicking.

Those black and white eyeballs are even more swollen and protruding, as if a pair of big hands are exerting force in the opponent's head, trying to push the pupils out of the eye sockets, it is even more protruding than the dead fish drifting from the coast. The white eyeballs look even more disgusting, weirder, and deformed!

And the depths of the pair of dark pupils also began to glow with a dark green light, the gloomy green light became more and more intense, and finally burst open with a clang sound, and the two deep and dark eye holes Among them, there were actually two emerald stones carefully carved by top gem craftsmen!

At the same time, there were also pieces of blue-black fine scales with a metallic luster and ferocious gray-white bone spurs, which were gradually tearing the gentleman's skin and slowly stabbing out. They were as densely packed as mussels rooted on the surface of the reef. At a glance, it felt like Extremely scary!
Sebastian took two steps back involuntarily in panic, and then the hallucination-like illusion disappeared, and he was still in front of the gentleman with a friendly smile, and the three companions behind him.

"This person... is very dangerous!!!"

This alarm-like thought appeared in Sebastian's mind very suddenly. Although it was just an intuition without any reason, at this moment he believed the result from the bottom of his heart, so his body was trembling uncontrollably at this moment. , but it's not just fear and trembling, but also mixed with some complex emotions... is it excitement?Or joy?Still excited?
But why do I have a kind feeling as if seeing a long-lost family member? !
As Sebastian thought about it, he suddenly felt an indescribable itching feeling in the gap between his skin and flesh, blood and bone? !

It's not a strange feeling that can be relieved by simply scratching, but a feeling of eagerness to get rid of some useless things, like a whale parasitized by barnacles, something that conceals the essence and hinders the heart. Physically and spiritually... At this moment, he couldn't help but want to stretch out ten fingers and pierce deeply into his skull, peel off all the unnecessary and superfluous things that hinder his thinking and perception, and restore his original face ! ! !

But when Susan, who was originally smiling, saw this group of outsiders, her amiable expression suddenly turned cold. She must have had bad intentions when she took Sebastian's hand and tried to drag him away from this group. Outsiders, pull them into your own courtyard.

"Little Sebastian, come in quickly, don't talk to these strangers, they are not good things!"

This cry of concern couldn't fully wake up Sebastian, who was immersed in strange emotions, he was dragged by Ms. Susan staggeringly back two steps, and his body was shaken before he really woke up.

The young man looked at the gentleman in front of him who was not angry at all when hearing Ms. Susan's xenophobic insults. He only felt that the man must have experienced many extraordinary things to be so calm, so relaxed, so... dangerous!
But he also had a strong interest in this person. From such an experienced foreigner, he would definitely be able to gain a lot of things about the outside world - he has been living in this dilapidated town by the sea since he became conscious. .

Sebastian's stern grandfather never allowed Sebastian to leave the three-mile radius of the town. Even when he was rebellious, he tried to walk across mountains and rivers carrying a bag of bread and planned to leave along the coastline in the middle of the night, but he didn't get very far. , for some reason he learned of his intention to leave and tracked his grandfather to take him back to his old house... Even if he sneaked into the moving carriage, he would be pulled off the carriage by his grandfather on the way out.

It seems that every plant, tree, brick and stone inside and outside the town is under the eyes and ears of grandfather. Even though this old man usually hides in the top room of the old house, whenever his grandson wants to leave, he always Being able to get the news in advance and bundle the rebellious Sebastian back home.

But the young man has always held longing and longing for the outside world in his heart.The collection of books in the old house, the occasional townspeople who returned from the outside world with their families, and the very rare tourists who broke in without knowing the reason--the only way for him to understand the outside world.

God is so pitiful, Sebastian grew up by the sea since he was a child, he fell asleep looking at the endless ocean every night, his heart was as boundless as the vast ocean-but his body was bound in This backward town of Ilksmouth has never seen the vast world with its own eyes.

But at this moment, the young man was peeping face to face with this strange gentleman, and he seemed to see those multi-faceted emerald eyes shining with green brilliance. He only felt that some kind of power was rising in his heart, as if there A voice reverberated in my mind, it was my cry for freedom and pursuit of freedom!
The closing poem in "The Tempest" suddenly echoed in his mind.

"Please don't lock me up in this lonely desert island forever!"

"Loosen the chains of my soul, please,"

"Depending on your kind and generous applause;"

"Don't bother you to brag about my peace,"

"So that our ships can fill their sails together."

Sebastian seemed to have a premonition, which was as unreasonable as the delusion he had just had in a trance, but he was willing to believe his purest and most instinctive thought from the bottom of his heart - what was in front of him Perhaps this gentleman can help me escape from this decaying town! ! !
He suddenly broke free from Ms. Susan's pull, and stepped forward confidently, holding back the gentleman who was about to leave.

"Hey sir, I know where the Cowell Hotel is. It is my grandfather's property. I can take you there."

"Oh, that would be wonderful."

The gentleman who turned his head still had that faint smile on his face, and he stretched out his callused palm as if he wanted to shake hands with the young man in front of him in a friendly way.

Sebastian also held the gentleman's palm expectantly, "I'm Sebastian, what's your name, sir?"

"John Cavill, just call me John."

"Hello, Mr. John." Sebastian firmly grasped Mr. John's palm. It was really a big and powerful hand.

He pointed to the old house on the crumbling cliff near the town, "Go this way, my house is on that cliff."

"Okay, thanks."

John Watson withdrew his palm with a smile, the moth in his skull woke up after a long time, and began to flutter its wings slightly, sounding the whispers in his head.

"Yo, when I woke up, there were still born little moths in the world, which were not eaten by my parents!"

　Today is the season of deep love and affection, even if you are a religious person, you have to accompany your lover to the streets and alleys where visions appear under the moonlight.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)