Plague Doctor

Chapter 172: Taking Dreams away [Request a Moon Ticket, Request a Subscription]

The sea was misty, but it didn't float to the deck of the ship, just next to a mast, and a pile of barrels sparkled the precious glow of all sorts of different things.

Gu Jun looked at the barrel of book scrolls and there was a strong desire in his heart.

“Hello Xianjun...” Wu Shiyu called him, only the person who said he would listen can understand, she controlled her own heart and whispered, “Can we try to knock the old man out and take all this stuff and this boat? ”

“Me too.” Gu Jun shook his head and smiled, "but I don't think we should try this easily. ”

Old Greybeard's face remained unchanged and it was unclear whether he had heard their secrets.

But the elderly are responsible for hosting travelers from all over the world, and they're not going to be the first, maybe that's already happened.

Gu Jun looked at the half-covered cabin door and was locked under it to howl and scream, was it someone who had made such an attempt?

“Hmm.” Wu Shiyu also looked at it if he felt anything, "Well... now is the time to be a pussy. ”

“Let's have a spell book.” Gu Jun said, "This is what we need most, not just for this mission, but also for the Bureau, and we all want to do something good.” Wu Shi's raining down: “It's all right, usually there are gifts for shopping, it's reasonable to buy books for food. ”

He can't guarantee this, Gu Junrong said: “Sir, we want the book of spells so that we can understand the spells, learn the spells, have the power to defeat the enemy. Books are best written in a language we can understand, and... the less sacrifices we make when using spells, the better. ”

“You want this kind of book, there's one here.” Old Greybeard is still quick to answer.

Two people looked at the old man stretching out his wrinkly right hand and took out a book from that barrel full of rolled paper, about a finger so thick, the paper was old and yellow, the cover had some mysterious and quirky patterns, and some ancient text...

“That's Oracle.” Wu Shi Yutong recognized her as a member of the Ancient Artefacts Department of Shenhai City, “Xuan? That seems to be Xuan. ”

Although Gu Jun doesn't have much archaeological knowledge, he can still recognize Oracle and just doesn't know what it means.

Oracle? It seems that the book of this spell dates back to the Qin Dynasty, the beginning of civilization of their ethnic group.

Now he's not surprised that humans have been in contact with these mysterious things when they were wildlings, and ancient civilizations are no exception.

“You may call it the Seven Secrets of the Earth.” Old Greybeard said plainly, "because this is a transcript. It was originally seven books, where they were not known… This transcript will meet the requirements you just made, especially in this world. ”

Gu Jun's heart is beating, "The Seven Secrets of the Earth"?

This old man seems to be able to read his mind. If it is a spell of the alien world, it may only be suitable for his study, but if it is the secret book of the study of their ancestors, it would also be suitable for Wu Shiyu and for the whole sky machine station.

He used to think that there was no spell in the local world, and it still seemed to exist, but he didn't grow up like an astronomer, and he didn't know why. Was it lost or something?

Anyway, this spell, he does want it.

“Is there a spell in this book that we can learn now?” Let Gu Jun calm down first.

“Any spell book needs to be studied.” Old Greybeard said, "In the same book, everyone's gains will be different. ”

And Wu Shiyu opened his eyes and focused on something else: “Sir, do we want this book, do we have something for you? ”

Old Greybeard didn't answer so quickly this time. He paused and said, "I can give you a weapon, a suit of clothes, a piece of clutter, a piece of food. Your clothes shouldn't have existed here. The boat kept them, and when you got off the boat, they dissipated. ”

“Oh...” Wu Shiyu looked up at the sky, wondering what it felt like because of this phrase.

“Old sir.” Gu Jun doesn't know what they want. Prepare to try it step by step. "How about we give you this medical kit?” It does not include three callup devices.

“I want it to be useless.” Old Greybeard doesn't have to think about it.

Gu Jun was so sincere, these callup devices were important to him, he could stabilize his spirit, but now he can't, “So this anatomical tweezer? ”

“No, I don't want these.” The old man said.

Gu Jun thought about it. “I have some diaries and letters in my head. Is that okay?” The old man still said no, and Gu Jun said: “I have a dark consciousness in me. How about that?” The old man said, "No, I'm not interested.” Gu Jun is a little helpless, "I have a tumor on my brain stem. Is that okay? ”

“Ah?” Wu Shiyu only found out about this now. He frowned in surprise, “Really? ”

“Really, but the situation is stable.” Gu Jun nodded. Wu Shiyu still sighed silently.

“No, I don't want these.” The old man said.

“Sir, why don't you just tell us what we have for you?” He had to.

“You can…” Old Greybeard said slowly, "give me your dreams. ”

Neither of them understood, and the old man said: "Dreaming is an ability, especially dreaming... nightmares are powerful, dreams are powerful. But everyone's dreams are limited, losing them… and losing their ability to dream. Those who are deprived of their dreams will also be summoned by dreams...”

“You mean.” Gu Jun is a little bit clear, "the dreamer will be summoned by the accuser of dreaming? ”

Like a nightmare? Were the patients' dreams taken away? The same nightmare?

The old Greybeard did not speak, as if that had been revealed enough.

“So we gave you the dream, and what does it do now?” Gu Jun asked another question. He had to complete this task and must do it.

“It won't affect your actions for a while.” Granny Greybeard said, "Just give me a hundred dreams. ”

Gu Jun's silence, a hundred beautiful dreams, since he was 21 years old, have you really had so many beautiful dreams?

Whatever. It doesn't matter now. He had an idea, took a deep breath and said seriously to Wu Shiyu: “Shiyu, I'll give it all to you. ”

“I knew you'd say that.” Wu Shiyu was not surprised.

“Listen to me first!” Gu Jun sounded a little louder, "I won't be able to live long.” Even if the physical tumor is okay, there's a mental tumor, “I'm better suited. We can't both be in an abnormal state, we have to have someone who is normal and has the opportunity to go back with results... you are better suited than I am. ”

He had a premonition that when he arrived on the desert island, he was going to use spells against spells, and his mental erosion would only increase.

Why there are two boarding positions, maybe that's why.

“But I think I'm better off.” Wu Shiyu looked at him and looked rarely serious, "because if any of us could go back, it must be you. I don't have any other skills. It's good to do this. ”

“Alas, it's not good stuff, what are you arguing with me about?” Gu Jun stopped talking to her and shouted: “Sir, I'll take care of all 100 dreams! ”

Wu Shiyu shouted, “Hello! ”

“Yes.” Old Greybeard nodded faintly, "Your dreams are more valuable. ”

The old man immediately stretched his right hand over Gu Junton's head, and Gu Junton was flooded with a bursting headache, like the pain and fear caused by a thousand nightmares instantly poured into his head, he couldn't help but let go of the painful screaming!

“Hey...” Wu Shiyu was stunned to see that a liquid spiritual silver silk had been pulled out of Gu Jun's head. The silver silk flashed a warm and bright glow, like the glow of a dream.

At this moment, Gu Jun can no longer feel his surroundings. It's like his heart is being darkened. It's the happiness of childhood. It's every moment of joy...

Replaced by pain, replaced by pain...

Also at this time, he knew more about Langton, the Iron Son, and made all his sacrifices for greater significance... sacrifice is inevitable!

Some of the scenery suddenly boiled from the bottom of his heart, countering the foreign forces that came from the outside world, the power of Langton's bright side.

“Your dreams...” The old Greybeard was slightly surprised and had a strange old face for the first time, “Hmm, your power!? ”