I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

The three packed their things, borrowed a car, and quickly drove down the mountain, arriving in town along a road lined with lush vegetation on both sides.

It's 10 p.m. and most of the shops on the island, except for the bars, are closed. Only the faint lights on the second floor indicate the presence of some people.

Lu Ban got out of the car and looked back at the villa on the mountain. It was indeed very eye-catching, like a castle.

He wasn't sure if the man was hiding in the woods, had jumped into the sea, or was concealing himself in the town.

The bustling scene of the daytime has vanished. Now, this place resembles a dilapidated town from some horror game, shrouded in a light sea mist, with streetlights swaying in the haze and casting dim shadows.

"It's rather quiet."

Drizzt said he could only hear some noise from the bar, but there was no sound from the television in the residents' homes.

He arrived at the bar entrance, where the previously noisy bar suddenly fell silent as Tristana approached.

In the utter silence, Drizzt arrived at the bar entrance. Behind the sliding door, it was as still as a tomb.

Trist glanced at the bar door; it only required a little effort to push it open.

But a chilling premonition made Drizzt's hand, which was resting on the door, freeze.

The old, mottled wooden door, now seemingly reinforced with cement, made it impossible for Drizzt to bring himself to push it open.

He felt as if a group of eerie and menacing figures were leaning against the door, listening intently, ready to pounce on any move Drizzt made.

Thinking of this, Drizzt's survival instinct made him pull his hand back.

"what happened?"

Shea, who was peering into the alley, noticed Trist's actions and asked him a question.

Trist turned his head stiffly, swallowed, straightened up, and slowly, without looking back, walked away in the direction of Sia, his steps very light.

Just as he passed the streetlamp and stepped on the shadow cast by it in the mist, Trist clearly heard the previously quiet bar behind him suddenly become noisy again, as if nothing had happened.

"Something's not right with this bar."

Tristan gestured.

Or rather, the town becomes somewhat eerie after nightfall.

Trist couldn't quite put his finger on the feeling, but he remembered a similar experience from his early years on the job, when he was on a mission to apprehend a murderer. It was midnight, and he was chasing the criminal into a bamboo forest with a gun. After getting separated from his colleagues, he felt the same way under the quiet moonlight.

Dangerous, eerie, as if a vicious criminal might emerge from the darkness and pounce on him at any moment.

Drizzt remembered that at the time, his whole body was tense, and any slight movement would cause his mind to wander. It wasn't until he heard shouts in the distance that he finally came to his senses, and his clothes were completely soaked.

The hair is creepy.

Is anyone there?

However, at that moment, Lu Ban went straight to the bar entrance and pushed the door open.

Chapter 920 Midnight Bar

Lu Ban pushed open the door and heard the sounds in the bar suddenly disappear. It was as if the bar had suddenly stopped operating, and there was complete silence.

In the past, Lu Ban might have been wary, wondering if there were some strange rules here. But in this world, where mystery and the extraordinary have faded, it was just opening a door.

It's fine.

He peered into the bar and found it was completely dark, with no lights on.

Only a few drops of moonlight leaked through the windows, allowing Lu Ban to see part of the bar clearly.

He tried to get closer to see clearly.

Is anyone there?

Lu Ban asked another question.

no respond.

He took two more steps.

At this moment, Lu Ban realized that it seemed as if a pair of eyes were watching him.

The eyes were located behind the bar, like a spy, the figure hidden in the shadows, only the eyes themselves seemed to reflect the moonlight and gleam faintly.

There was another pair of eyes, right next to the table. It seemed to belong to a figure, but in the dim light, the figure's outline was completely obscured. It was like a pool of mud, giving off a chilling feeling.

Suddenly, Lu Ban discovered that countless eyes were opening and looking at him in the bar, beside the tables, on the chairs, on the stage, and in front of the bar. The bodies of these eyes were indistinct, a blurry mass, as if the bar had gathered a group of irregularly shaped monsters.

"Hello?"

Lu Ban greeted them and took another step forward, his eyes searching for the light switch.

"Feel sorry."

Suddenly, a response with a heavy local accent came from behind Lu Ban, and he immediately turned around.

A young man dressed in a casual T-shirt and shorts, with thick arm hair, appeared behind Lu Ban. He was holding a bottle of beer in his hand, like a waiter serving drinks to the guests.

What would you like to drink?

He asked Lu Ban.

Are you still open for business here?

Lu Ban looked into his eyes and asked calmly.

"Of course we're open! Would you like a drink? Today's recommendation is the Long Island Iced Tea."

He answered matter-of-factly, raising the beer bottle in his hand.

Lu Ban turned around in the direction of his movement and found that the strange environment had suddenly disappeared. The place was brightly lit, and tourists and local residents were drinking happily. Behind the bar, the bartender was wiping glasses, obviously not paying attention to Lu Ban's appearance.

Upbeat music filled the air as Lu Ban looked at the lively scene in the bar, unsure which was the real one.

“Lu Ban”.

Drizzt's voice came from the doorway. Lu Ban saw Drizzt and Sia standing outside the door, looking at him with some strange expressions.

"I think you'd better come out."

Drizzt advised him against stepping into the bar.

Lu Ban ignored Trist's words. He quickly found the couple he had seen during the day among the tourists. He exchanged a few words with the waiter and then walked towards the couple.

How are your friends?

Lu Ban asked directly.

On the table of the couple were two huge beer mugs. They were clearly drunk, their faces flushed, slumped in their chairs, looking drowsy and with unfocused eyes.

"friend?"

The girl was a little confused. It took her a while to understand Lu Ban's words. She let out a burp that smelled strongly of alcohol and straightened up slightly.

“Monica is in the hospital, haha, she's in the hospital.”

The girl smiled, scratched her head, as if she had remembered something, and looked at Lu Ban again.

"She's fine, very fine."

As the girl answered, her hand scratching her head became more and more rapid, as if her head was extremely itchy and ants or spiders were crawling on it.

"She was incredibly lucky to have survived."

The boy seemed to wake up. He said, and picked up the wine glass on the table again. Even though there wasn't a single drop of wine left in the glass, he still seemed to think it was full of liquid. He lifted the glass and gulped the air into his mouth.

If there were an Oscar judge present, he would definitely award the Oscar to this young man for his outstanding performance without props.

"very good."

On the other side, the girl seemed to have finally stopped scratching her head, but there were many strands of hair between her fingers, like a cancer patient who had undergone radiation therapy.

She seemed to think it wasn't enough, and continued to scratch, this time causing even more hair to fall out.

"Very good, very good!"

! ”

She was yelling like a drunkard, or like a mentally ill person who had lost their mind.

Lu Ban approached the other person and saw that the girl's hair was being pulled out one after another, becoming sparse and revealing mottled scalp covered in bloodstains, a shocking sight.

"Are you OK?"

Lu Ban asked, but the girl didn't respond at all, only scratching her head incessantly.

At the entrance, Trist saw the brightly lit bar with music playing, and felt even more uneasy.

He was certain that it had been quiet and silent just moments before, yet everything before him seemed to contradict his perception.

What exactly is this place?

Trist saw Lu Ban walk up to a couple who seemed to be talking about something.

After thinking for a moment, Trist looked at Sia beside him.

"Wait outside the door. If anything happens, run straight to the hotel to find Chen Danshen and He Youwu."

"Ah."

Shea didn't say much; she trusted Trist's judgment.

Drizzt walked into the bar, and the more upbeat the music playing around the room, the more eerie he felt.

He took a closer look at the people having a good time in the bar.

These people look like they're drinking and chatting, but that's just the first impression.

Drizzt observed that some of them seemed to have lost their minds, their eyes rolling back and twitching constantly; others were talking nonsense, appearing to be eloquent but actually unable to string together a single sentence, like a broken broken tape recorder; and still others were pretending to eat, waving their knives and forks at their empty plates.

"You want to take a ride with the trigonometric functions of the ocean? Good heavens, this paradox could be used to make bread. If you ask me, the best time to sleep is when red dolphins and elephants are flying in the sky together."

As he passed a man rambling incoherently, Trist came up behind Lu Ban.

"We'd better leave here."

Drizzt offered a reminder.

Do you want some too?

Before him, the man picked up the empty plate and pleaded with Lu Ban.