My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

When Croun hurried back to town, he thought that there was not much food stored at home, so he decided to go shopping first.

In the next few days, I could no longer go out, and the inexplicable black spots on my body always gave people an ominous feeling.

It's okay if you bump into other people, but if you bump into the priest, things will go terribly wrong.

He pulled his sleeves down, covering as much of his arms as possible, and walked straight to the mill.

After buying rice and noodles, he went to the butcher on Squirrel Street.

Looking at the locked door, Crown had no choice but to buy eggs from his neighbor first: "Twenty pounds of eggs."

The voice was hoarse, like a knife scratching on a metal plate full of burrs, which startled him.

"Okay." The egg seller didn't care at all how uncomfortable the customer's voice was, and replied enthusiastically:

"Eggs cost 2 silver coins and 50 copper dollars per pound, a total of 50 silver coins."

Crown cleared his throat, took out a gold shield from the lining and handed it over. He lowered his voice and said, "Why didn't the guy selling meat next door open the door today?"

"You don't know yet?"

The vendor took the gold shield, scratched the top of his head, which was severely hairless, and said with some fear: "The evil spirits have been causing trouble for four or five days. Of the eight people, not one of them is alive."

Kroun narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Do you still remember the specific day?"

The vendor was a little confused that the customer with the unpleasant voice asked such detailed questions, but considering that he was a big customer, he tried to think back: "Well, it should be the 24th, yes, that's right, the 25th is Sunday." It was not open for business, so I reported it to the patrol in the afternoon.”

‘24th? That’s right, I had a physical condition that morning. ’

Crown believed his judgment more and more. The evil spirits killing people in the town were also residents of this body!

"Sir, here's your change, and your eggs!"

Crown grinned, but did not correct the ambiguity in the vendor's words. He took the coins and eggs, picked up the grain again, and left quickly.

. . . .

Back home, Kroun washed the rice, put it in the pot, and quickly lit a fire to cook.

After lighting the fire, he cut all the remaining air-dried bacon at home into large square cubes, preparing to stew them all today.

When the rice is cooked, he stews the meat and adds long beans, radish leaves and other dried vegetables.

In no time, the delicious food is ready.

He ate a bowl of rice with the stewed meat. When he felt 80% full, he put down the bowl and spoon and began to meditate on the Golden Light Mantra.

Kroun sat cross-legged on the floor, his hands formed golden light seals, and he quickly entered a state of visualization.

When the visualization entered the final stage, he visualized the golden light from his Dantian radiating loudly all over his body, and that crazy and frightened voice came as promised.

The change in the body occurred again, and Kroun was keenly aware that the change in the body this time was slightly milder than the first time.

After more than ten minutes, he returned to normal.

Touching the beads of sweat behind him, Crown took off his shirt, revealing his weak chest.

He came to the backyard, filled another bowl of rice, pulled out a large plate of stew, and ate it with big mouthfuls.

The body's mutation lasted only a short time, but Croun consumed a lot of energy and physical strength.

After finishing the rice, he licked the plate clean.

After washing his face, Kroun sat cross-legged on the floor again and said softly through gritted teeth:

"Evil spirit, I'm going to kill you!"

He formed golden light seals on his hands and started a new round of visualization.

In this way, when the sun sets and the moon rises, Crown has performed twenty-one visualizations of the Golden Light Spell, and has also finished the large pot of rice and stew he made in the morning.

. . . .

After a short break, Crown made another pot of rice and scrambled half a pot of eggs.

Unitary hour refers to approximately 5 pm to 7 pm. Since there is no timekeeping tool at home, Crown can only judge based on experience that he can only visualize the silent moon about five times.

To be on the safe side, he decided to perform only three visualizations in the moonlight.

He walked into the bedroom and opened the thick curtains, letting the moonlight fill the room.

Kroun sat down cross-legged, made moonlight seals with his hands, placed them on his knees, and closed his eyes.

Visualize a silver full moon rising in front of his eyes, illuminating his whole body for a moment, and the silver moon falling into his eyebrows.

Just after completing this step, a cold feeling suddenly arose in his mind.

Before Croun could sigh that the moonlight's effect of cleansing his soul was so immediate, the cold feeling exploded and quickly spread throughout his body.

He felt as if something was squeezed into his body, and then his consciousness was wrapped in a thin film.

His body stood up uncontrollably, and in panic, this body stood in front of the full-length mirror.

The moonlight was bright, and Croun saw his eyes turned into golden vertical pupils, and a group of black fleshy whiskers shot out from his face.

The man in the mirror had a strange smile, revealing his perfect white teeth.

Then he saw his right hand slowly raised, his index and middle fingers bent, slowly approaching his face.

Croun suddenly realized that the monster controlling his body wanted him to dig out his eyes with his own hands.

In shock, his mental strength became unprecedentedly concentrated.

The membrane covering his consciousness seemed to be torn open, and Kroun felt that he had gained some control over his body.

Specifically, he took over some control of the left side of his body.

He suddenly grabbed his right hand that was almost touching his eyes with his left hand, pushed it out as hard as he could, and leaned his head back as much as possible.

A strange scene appeared in the room. The man stood in front of the mirror, trying to reach forward to grab his face with his right hand, and pushed hard with his left hand.

It’s a battle of wills, where the winner takes all and the loser gets to play.

Croun didn't know how he held on. When the cockcrow came from the distance, the feeling that his body was being controlled by a foreign object disappeared like a tide.

His body fell limply to the ground, convulsing all over, and his mouth was opened wide, breathing hard for air.

Before, he had never felt that being able to breathe freely was also a kind of happiness.

He was very tired physically and mentally as well.

Croun forced himself to stay awake.

When the cramping pain subsided a lot, he struggled to get up.

He fetched a basin of water and poured himself a bath.

While fetching water, Croun saw his reflection in the water. His face was black and blue, with many round black spots the size of small coins.

The cold shower was very refreshing, and he calmed down his mind. After eating a lot of cold rice and scrambled eggs, he began to meditate on the Golden Light Mantra.

Monsters could appear at night, and if it happened again tonight, he didn't think he would be able to hold on.

Therefore, you must make full use of it during the day and meditate on the golden light spell for as long as possible to weaken and kill the enemy.

Only in this way can there be hope of living. If the monster cannot be weakened enough during the day, he may never see the sun again tomorrow.