Chapter 21: Theft, Travel, Dead Silence?

When a family lives together, wanting to do something always seems convenient.

Even though Esther was cautious, she didn't guard against Emma, who was bent on stealing her secrets.

One day near the holiday, taking advantage of Esther and David going out to buy things, Emma took out the key she had someone match in her spare time and inserted it into the keyhole.

Click, clack.

"Sure enough, this guy locked the door."

After trying a few more times, the door opened successfully. Emma walked into Esther's room for the first time. Everything looked plain.

Only the castle paintings in the center looked very beautiful. Beside the drawing table, in addition to brushes and paints, there was also a purple light and a book.

It was the black-covered Bible that Esther never left her side.

Emma smiled, picked up the Bible, and looked through it carefully. She didn't flip through it page by page without a purpose, but after comparing the colors and creases, she targeted those pages that were likely frequently flipped.

However, there were not many clues in this loose-leaf black Bible. She only found a few Bible articles whose main content was keywords like father, lover, murder, etc.

But this was useless!

"Could it be that I have to know what's under those black ribbons of hers?"

Emma thought this, and the Bible in her hand flipped to the book cover on the last page. The difference in feel immediately attracted her attention.

Her gaze fixed, and she saw a line of engraved letters on the corner of the book.

"Printed by the Saarne Institution."

Hehe, Esther, you're done for!

Emma raised her head slightly, and a cold smile curled at the corners of her mouth.

Writing down this name, she planned to ask her father to buy a computer later to search for it. This would be more convenient and fast; otherwise, searching by just a name would be too troublesome.

At this time, computers were already quite common among the middle class. However, compared to going to other people's houses to get close and use a computer, she still felt that having her father buy one was more convenient.

She really didn't like getting close to too many people.

Emma, who had thought this through, didn't leave immediately, but carefully examined Esther's room. The opportunity was rare, and she wanted to find more clues.

She paced slowly.

Suddenly.

She turned on the suspicious small purple light and shone it around the room, quickly finding the suspicious point.

She saw that on the castle in the painting, there were actually struggling bloody little people, and the castle was burning with flames everywhere. Under the purple illumination, it was filled with an atmosphere of destruction.

Looking at this scene, Emma narrowed her eyes.

The wish to have a computer was unexpectedly granted by David, but it would take some time, or it could be bought when they returned from the trip.

It had to be said that David truly doted on his daughter.

In addition, David also successfully set the travel location.

It was a beautiful island in the middle of a lake in the neighboring state of Mississippi, which Angela learned about when chatting with her sisters. It was said that the scenery there was beautiful, and David also had a business to discuss in Mississippi.

So it just happened to be chosen here.

Just two days later, the holiday arrived as scheduled, and the family officially began their road trip.

Because of the social attributes of the United States, they had never cared about building social infrastructure that was difficult to profit from, so every household in the United States had its own car. Even the coming-of-age gift that every American child most longed for was a small car.

David and the others sat in a spacious car and hit the road. David and Angela sat in the driver and passenger seats, and the three children sat in the back.

Because it was the neighboring state, the journey was not far, just a one-day trip. However, in the middle of the night, they still stopped for the night in a small town called Ravens Fair.

However, for some reason, the population of this small town seemed a bit small, and a family happened to be holding a funeral.

Louis sat on the bed in the inn, bought a rooster head from the chef, and after simple verbal soothing, walked out the door and threw it over the house.

That's right, he was performing the Chicken Head Exorcism Method.

Yesterday, he successfully mastered the Spitting Blade Art and bought a freshly slaughtered rooster, using the exorcism method once.

The Chicken Head Exorcism Method wasn't just about cutting off the chicken head and throwing it over the roof to be completed. There were also some requirements. First, the rooster couldn't be killed by himself. Second, the older the rooster, the better.

This folk method was simple and fast. Louis entered the door in just one time, and using it again today was both for proficiency and for the sake of caution.

After all, he was away from home, so it was better to keep an eye out.

After the chicken head was thrown over, Louis came to the back of the house and found the chicken head on the ground full of dead leaves. His gaze fixed instantly!

The chicken head had actually withered entirely!

The bright red cockscomb had turned a pale black!

"What the f*ck?"

Louis subconsciously spat out a Chinese swear word.

A withered chicken head meant there was evil near the house, and the blacker the cockscomb, the more serious the situation!

Louis frowned, feeling at a loss for a moment. It was his first time encountering such a thing.

At this time.

Louis's eyes swept over, and he saw a nursery rhyme that looked like a child's graffiti behind the house.

Beware the stare of Mary Shaw;

She has no children, only dolls;

If you see her, do not scream;

Or she will rip your mouth open and tear out your tongue!!!

Louis's pupils shrank, and he took two steps back in the next instant, while covering his mouth with both hands.

Mary Shaw, scream, tear out tongue...

This f*cking is *Dead Silence*!

I knew it, I knew it. The *Civil Code* gave so many folk methods to deal with ghosts and monsters. Apart from the reason that there were many ghosts and monsters in folklore, the most important thing was that there were really ghosts here!

He didn't remember the story of *Dead Silence* very well. After all, it was an old movie. But he knew the general idea. In short, it was a story about a paranoid ventriloquist who used people as dolls. Whoever screamed in front of her would have their tongue torn out.

It seemed this was the small town where the story of *Dead Silence* happened.

Damn, so unlucky!

Looking at the sky, it was already pitch black. Under such circumstances, driving at night was looking for death. He didn't know how many horror movies had people killed for acting at night.

It seemed he had to stay here first.

Louis tried hard to stay calm. He remembered that Mary Shaw mainly hunted the family of the boy she cursed, and the others were incidental.

Combined with the funeral he saw today, and the fact that although there were fewer people, there was still the atmosphere of human life in the town, it showed that Mary Shaw hadn't started a killing spree. As long as they didn't make trouble, they should be fine.

"Wait, Emma and Esther, those two disasters!"

Louis's eyes widened, and he immediately thought of these two people.

He couldn't let them make trouble. If they screamed here, that would be interesting.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 22 =====