Chapter 269: Fish Feast

Fishhead Town. This name is really strange. Terry has never heard of such a town. Even calling it Herring Can Town seems more reasonable.

"This may not be the name you see on the map. We used to be called Herring Town." Hyman explained the name.

"Then why did you change the name?" Anna in the back seat asked when she saw Terry looking like he was holding back.

"Because. Haha, stay a few more days and you will understand." Heyman seemed to have phlegm in his throat. He laughed wetly a few times and did not give a direct answer.

Soon, the truck drove into the town and stopped in front of a pub that looked quite old.

"The Fish Head Tavern. The owner is called John. He has a bad temper, but he cooks very well. Besides, this is the only inn in town. You can stay here for a few days until the snowstorm passes and then find someone to repair your car."

"The only person in town who can repair cars is Old Pete. He's out to sea and won't be back soon. There's a signal here too. Maybe you can call a towing company, but the cost of coming here could buy you a car."

"Thank you so much, Uncle Heyman. Since there is nothing we can do about it, let's stay in the hotel for a few days."

Considering the thickness of his wallet, Terry didn't dare call a tow truck.

Heyman said nothing, but gave them a strange smile on his naturally ferocious face and drove away.

"I can't believe there is such a remote place in our country. Can express delivery be delivered here?"

After getting out of the car, Anna took a deep breath of the cold air, suppressed the urge to vomit, and complained to Terry.

Terry didn't reply, but simply poked her arm several times with his elbow.

"What?" Anna followed Terry's gaze and the words were stuck in her throat. She saw an old man with a gloomy face and wrinkles standing at the door of the tavern. He looked even more creepy than the fierce-looking Uncle Heyman.

The old man rolled his dead eyes and glanced at the two of them. He opened his mouth and made a sound like a wild boar rubbing against tree bark: "Accommodation?"

Terry wanted to ask if there were any other hotels, but thinking of the remoteness of this place and the shivering weather, he held back and said, "Yes. Are there any rooms available?"

The old man was silent for a moment, staring at the two of them for a while, until Anna was about to be unable to bear the cold, then he said: "Come in."

After saying that, he opened the door and walked in.

Terry walked ahead bravely, pushed the door open carefully, and after looking around, he breathed a sigh of relief.

There must be other people inside, otherwise it would be too creepy for them to stay with this old man.

The decoration inside the pub was not as old as the one outside the store, so they could still adapt to it. At a glance, they saw about seven or eight people sitting there drinking and chatting. When they saw them come in, they just glanced at them curiously and quickly continued talking about their own things, without seeming to care much.

Terry breathed a sigh of relief. At least at this moment it didn't look like the plot in some movies where the whole town was full of neurotic weirdos.

At least these people look normal, except for the boss.

"One room, one hundred, including brunch for two people." Old man John stood at the counter and waited for them to get closer before taking out a key and quoting the price.

"What about dinner?" Anna asked subconsciously.

But old man John seemed to smile and looked at them deeply: "There is a free dinner in town. Of course, if you want to eat here, you can, but you have to pay extra."

“Is that free dinner limited?”

“One person can only take one.”

"Is there such a good thing?" If it was in a big city, Anna believed that the church might provide free food. Although she seemed to have seen a church just now, this place was so remote that it didn't look like it could provide dinner for everyone in the town.

"You can try it first." John didn't seem to care much about increasing his revenue.

Anna looked at Terry and through eye contact, they reached an agreement.

"Let's talk about it later. We'll eat here tonight. Thank you, Uncle John." Terry handed over three hundred, which was the cost of three days' accommodation.

John didn't ask for a deposit, but just nodded and pointed to the stairs on the side: "201, go up and turn left."

Terry didn't have the mood to eat for the time being, so he picked up the luggage and took Anna upstairs.

The wooden stairs creaked, but after taking just a few steps, Anna felt as if many people were staring at her from behind, and she felt a chill.

But when she turned around, she didn't see anyone looking at her. The guests were drinking and were quite polite. They talked in low voices. When they saw Anna's gaze, some of them also gave her normal curious looks. There was even a gangster-like guy who winked at her.

Anna slowly turned her head and continued to walk a few steps up as if nothing had happened. In fact, she had held her breath, slowed down her pace, quietly took out her makeup mirror, and opened it silently.

In the small mirror, she could see that behind her, everyone had stopped talking and turned their heads towards her. Even those who were sitting with their backs to her turned their heads 180 degrees and stared at her with lifeless, dead fish eyes, like those of old man John.

"Hiccup" Anna's body stiffened instantly. She subconsciously closed the makeup mirror and covered her mouth, fearing that she would make any sound.

Terry, who was walking in front, turned around and looked at Anna strangely, who seemed to be about to cry, and asked curiously: "What's wrong? Yawning?"

"No, nothing. Let's go up first." Anna forced a smile and tilted her head slightly. The people below were still chatting about their own things and no one looked over.

So what did you just see in the mirror?
She forced herself to stay on her weak legs and caught up with Terry in front of her with a creaking sound.

"201 is here." The location of the room is obvious. The second floor is not big and there are only a few rooms. I inserted the key and opened the door. What came into view was a big bed, a toilet, a chair, and a window. With some retro decorations, although it was not luxurious, it was full of natural atmosphere.

The most important thing is that the fishy smell that has been lingering around since entering the town has finally become much less, and my nose no longer has to suffer from it, although I guess I'll get used to it after smelling it for a while.

After putting down his luggage, Terry took off his thin coat, lay down comfortably on the bed, and moaned, "Ah, I'm alive, and the heating is still on, Anna, you..."

Terry turned around and saw Anna slumped against the closed door, with her hands on her chest, her face livid as she took deep breaths, as if she was having an asthma attack. He got up quickly and moved closer. "Anna! Anna! Don't scare me, what's wrong with you? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"Don't make me slow down, just slow down." Anna held him and continued to take deep breaths. The color finally returned to her face. Then she stared at him with an extremely serious expression.

“Just now, when you turned around and looked at me, did you notice that those people sitting in the tavern were staring at us?”

Terry thought about it and shook his head, "No, no one looked at us. They were all drinking, eating and chatting. However, it's natural for people to look at us a few more times out of curiosity as we are two outsiders in such a remote town."

"It's not curiosity, that kind of look! Absolutely not! Everyone is staring at us. This is what I saw in the makeup mirror!" Anna grabbed Terry's arm and took out the makeup mirror. She lowered her voice despite her excitement, as if she was afraid that those people in the bottom of the room were looking up and staring at them silently.

Even behind the door, there were a few people with dead eyes, listening to his every word with expressionless faces.

Terry was a little bit unconvinced, but Anna had no reason to lie to herself. Although she was a little bit spoiled on weekdays, she would never drag her feet on important matters and always knew what was important. There was no benefit in lying about such a scary thing, and it would also damage her previous image.

"Well, I heard that the cold may cause hallucinations. We've been outside in the cold wind for so long that we may be a little dazed. You should eat something and rest now. I'll go downstairs to eavesdrop on their conversation later." Before Terry could finish his words, Anna hugged his arms tightly.

"No, don't leave me. We must not be separated now." There were tears in the corners of Anna's eyes.

Seeing Anna, who usually seems carefree, frightened like this, Terry started to feel a little uneasy. "Okay, I'll listen to you. We'll go to the pub to see if there's anything wrong at night. If there's anything wrong, we'll leave here even if we have to call a tow truck."

Hearing this, Anna breathed a sigh of relief, ate a few cookies casually, and gradually became drowsy in the warmth and fell asleep.

Terry watched her fall asleep before he pulled his hand away, moved to the window, opened the curtains a little, and looked out carefully.

The wind and snow had died down now. Through the dim windows, I could barely see some people clearing the snow in front of their doorsteps. I could even see the old man in the tavern clearing the snow outside.

He carefully observed everything within his sight. He could see fairly neat houses and a church spire a little further away. Further away, the sea should be there, but it was blocked from view because the floor was not high enough.

"Ok?"

Just as he was about to leave the window, he could see someone in the attic of a house not far away, pulling open the curtains and looking quietly in his direction.

Terry held his breath and continued to observe through the gap.

But the man just stood there and observed, as if he had no intention of leaving at all.

It was not until Terry's legs became a little stiff that the figure turned sideways and disappeared.

Terry then slowly breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his eyebrows, leaned back on the bed, his thoughts in a mess.

The more he thought about it, the more confused his mind became. The more he felt that the room was full of people and it was so lively that he simply took out his cell phone and started searching for news about this town on the Internet.

Logically speaking, there are at least a few hundred such unknown towns located in remote areas in South Australia, and most of them are not famous at all. But this town is different. Searching for Yutou Town will not yield much information, but according to the old name Herring Town mentioned by Heyman, a lot of information can be found.

Terry became alert and stopped sleeping, reading them one by one.

Until the wind and snow stopped, the sun set, and night fell without us noticing.

"Terry? Terry?"

"Well, ah, you're awake?" Terry came back to his senses, raised his head and rubbed his eyes, feeling a little sore.

Anna looked at him curiously: "Didn't you take a break?"

"No, I found something interesting. There is indeed something strange about this town, but officials have already come to check it out and confirmed that it was just some rumors. They also issued a statement." Terry smiled and took the phone to show her.

"To put it simply, some people in the town were driven away for internal reasons, and then these residents spread rumors that this place was haunted or something, so it became a little popular for a while, and also attracted a group of tourists who like to chase supernatural events, as well as the official investigation team, but in the end they found nothing. Many people also mentioned that because there is a lot of fish here, there is a 'fish banquet' every night for everyone to taste for free. Many tourists praised the taste and recommended that everyone who comes here try it."

"Of course, it's not that nothing was discovered. The official investigation team found traces of people living in the abandoned gold mining town. They guessed that some speculators might have been looking for residual mines, and some strange noises occurred during that time, which gradually spread the rumor."

"Look, so many people have been here, and there's even an official statement. It's not an unknown place. Can you put your mind at ease now?"

Anna read it line by line, and the uneasiness in her heart slowly subsided. It seemed that what she had seen before was really an illusion caused by the cold and her wild imagination.

"So, this is still a tourist town?" Thinking this way, my mentality is completely different.

"Let's put it this way. I saw someone made a guide. Book a room at the Herring Tavern, which is our Fish Head Tavern now, and try the seafood fried rice made by the boss. Also note that the boss has a bit of a strange temper, but the food is delicious. Don't worry, there are a few families with mentally ill children. Don't worry about them, just ignore them."

【.In the evening, such a small town also has a beach that is not inferior to the famous scenic spots. Under the orange-yellow light, walking on the soft beach, leaving a series of footprints, and then quietly watching the waves restore them. Time slows down here. Of course, I can’t help but mention the unique "fish feast" every night. It is a kind of freshness that I have never tasted before. The enthusiastic locals will cut off the fish head first, disassemble it and hand it to tourists to taste. Although I thought it was strange at first, because it was not processed in any way and was completely raw, how can you eat fish heads and fish raw? But soon, I put away my shallow knowledge. 】

[This is clearly the taste of heaven, the ultimate delicacy gifted by heaven to mankind. I couldn't help but eat one bite after another. Soon, I finished the fish head, leaving only the fish eye. At this time, the fish eye seemed to be still moving. I couldn't wait to dig it out and taste it. It was so sweet that I lost all other food in the world. Language was such a simple and scarce tool at this moment. I could only express my feelings by repeating: You must taste it yourself! ! ]

【Be sure to attend the fish feast! 】

【Must attend the fish feast!!】

It can be seen that the blogger was very excited when he wrote this guide.

The same is true for the replies below, with many repeating this sentence.

【Must attend the fish feast!!!】

Anna felt hungry after watching this.

"How about we go to the fish feast tonight?"

(End of this chapter)