Plague Doctor

“Meeping... Glibbering... Meeping...”

In the silent anatomy room, Gu Jun's heavy hands pressed the anatomy table. Strange, low crumbs kept coming into his mind, coming from somewhere, gradually aggravating the noise, like countless mysteries talking about a plot in the dark.

“By him.” Wu Shiyu told everyone not to move, knowing that Gu Jun was hallucinating, "by him, I would keep an eye on him. ”

This language... just seems to consist of these two weird words, like computer language can express everything in 0 and 1, these two weird words can also consist of different rhythms...

Gu Jun's head hurts, but he's still staring. He might not have survived this illusion if it hadn't been for a previous Karop autopsy that moistened some mental strength.

Listening to the strange noise, the visions in front of him quickly became substantial and drowned him suddenly.

Black-pressed night sky, permeable cold wind. Gu Jun felt like he was entering a subjective perspective. Look around him. He was lying on a big tree...

The moonlight is blurry and the surrounding area is not very clear, and there seems to be some misplaced yellow mud houses.

There are no buildings higher than three floors, no cement buildings, all dilapidated yellow mud houses, some with black tiles and some with dry straw, very simple roofs.

The roads were equally desolate, full of fluttering weeds and trees, he could not see any flat cement roads, only mud roads, no electric poles or anything modern, and the surrounding mountains were shady and scary.

But Gu Jun recognized it by its landscape. This is... Nantang Village! Formerly Nantang Village...

“My perspective.” What did he think of, isn't the perspective of the village old Chen Shuhuai?

More than 80 years ago, Chen Shuhuai was not a child or a teenager. He hid in a tree and saw the mysterious ritual of the old dog's uncle...

“The old dog's house is over there.” Although the tree has since been cut off, Gu Jun knows the direction, because the old dog's uncle's house is at the foot of the mountain. That strange voice is also coming from that direction. It should be Chen Shuhuai's old dog uncle who said "weird words".

After seeing the shadow, Chen Shuhuai was scared to look.

At this time, Gu Jun controlled the angle of view, and the probe looked past the gap between the main branches.

There were several yellow mud houses and shelves in a circle in the middle of what later became a deserted land, a small courtyard.

Through the moonlight and the candles, it is rare to see a group of more than a dozen people murmuring in the courtyard.

One of them had a prominent jawbone figure that made him feel familiar... an old dog uncle.

And in the middle of them, there seemed to be a hazy shadow.

Gu Jun only looked at it a few more times, the more the headache cracked. The black shadow seemed to have no specific shape, like an apprentice in the void...

Blurry, like an illusion. Is that thing real? But he felt it pumping the heat around him, the spirit around him.

“Meeping... Glibbering...”

Uncle Dog, they're headed towards the shadows, and they're reading something in that weird language. The shadow seems to keep growing and growing...

Gu Jun's body was even colder. Chen Shuhuai said that he went back and found all the livestock in the village as if they had lost their souls. The next day, they all died.

That is to say, the animals have been drained of their spirits at the moment of the illusion... but why are the villagers fine...

All of a sudden, the cold penetrated into his heart, and the night could not hide his perspective. He saw four shadows walking on the mud road around the village. One of them looked like Chen Fade, and the other three were probably the ones who were later burglarized.

They all held a long bamboo pole and walked to the walls of each villager's yellow mud house, knocking on the wooden window above...

Da-da-da-da.

Not long ago, there were many more shadows on the village road under the night, and those were the villagers.

They walked out of the house faceless and followed Chen Fade's four people faceless.

Everyone, men, women, children and children of all ages, is at exactly the same pace, very slow and powerless...

Weird language sounds even louder, like calling something, hundreds of people in a village, soon all around the old dog's uncle's house.

They knelt on their knees and made strange noises, but not in that language, but in the sizzling sound of beasts.

And Chen Fade, four people, walked into the yard.

All the villagers of Nantang Village attended the ceremony in this way... These people were blinded by the illusion, what was the “meat of the jaws” they ate...

Looking at these, Gu Jun's headache got worse and his illusion shook.

Also at this time, he smelled the stench of the cold wind. It was the stench of corpses, the stench of giants watching corpses...

But he didn't see where the body was, not in the courtyard, not around.

“Meeping… Glibbering…” At this time, the four Chen Fade joined the family of old dog uncles and sent out that strange language. On their old faces, they can't see old age, but they have an almost insane fanaticism, more fanatical than the old dog uncles.

But everyone in the yard spoke faster and faster until a loud bang stopped.

And all of a sudden, the silent villagers around them all looked over the tree, and the chaotic eyes were manipulated by dreams.

“Here you are.” They spoke slowly, and the voices of hundreds of people mixed into an old voice.

Exactly what he said to him in that desert island nightmare, you came...

For a moment, Gu Jun felt a huge anguish in his heart. The illusion in front of him burst out suddenly. He cried painfully and almost fell on the anatomical table.

He was held hostage by Uncle Egg and Tsai Zixuan. Wang Ruoxiang asked urgently: “Are you okay? ”

“Ah." Wu Shiyu took a sigh of relief and felt more than anyone else, “he's all right, fine.” She walked back to the couch.

“I'll rest for a while...” Gu Jun sat down with them holding onto a high footstool and pondered the meaning of the illusion.

But after a while, he just gasped, and Uncle Egg seemed to hear something from the headset of the communication. Oh well, a few shouts, his face got a little bad, so he said to him: "Arjun, Chen Shuhuai, the village in Nantang Village, just left.” Go, die.

“What!?” Gu Jun's heart tightened again.

Although he was 95 years old, Chen Shuhuai was still physically stubborn and intelligent, and had cooperated well since being taken away by the Sky Machinery Bureau to assist in the investigation.

If there is no accident, no one will doubt whether Chen Shu can live to be 100 years old.

“Just when you saw the hallucinations.” Uncle Egg said calmly, “Chen Shuhuai suddenly became delirious and screamed with extreme fear, screaming ‘I didn't see it, I didn't see it', his heart stopped suddenly, and the rescue failed. Still working on it, but the 95-year-old...”

Gu Jun took a deep breath in silence, closed his eyes and wrinkled his eyebrows. He looked at the unbreakable darkness. An angry, sad and wandering rush was born.