Plague Doctor

Gu Jun's eyes were dark and recovered from consciousness. It felt like two days had passed.

Though he was tired, he couldn't sleep and seemed to lose his ability to sleep, which was the state of exhaustion.

In addition to being able to control eye movements, other parts of the body are still paralyzed and unable to open their eyes, which were previously torn apart by their ancestors.

System Anatomy, Viewer...

For two days, he took a break and remembered what he had learned to revive his spirit and tried hard to control his eyelids, which were eyelids.

“Eye accessories are devices that protect, exercise, and support the eye. Includes structures such as eyelids, conjunctiva, teardrops, extraocular muscles, orbital liposomes, and orbital fascia…"

“The eyelid is located in front of the eyeball, divided between the upper and lower eyelids, and the cleft between the two is called a meibomian fissure. The medial and lateral ends of the meibomian fissures are referred to as medial and externally. The free edge of the eyelid is called the eyelid edge, which is divided into the leading edge of the eyelid and the trailing edge of the eyelid...”

The clearer the page of the System Anatomy viewer chapter, the more you look back on it.

Since you can't die, you can't wait to die like this.

“I'm a doctor, I'm going to save myself.” Gu Jun has been trying to exercise the levator capitis maximus and the orbicularis oculus, so long as they come back, he can close his eyes.

Two days down, he gradually seemed to feel the presence of eyelids...

Perhaps seeing his eyes spinning around, his right eyelid suddenly being held by a plush hand, the clapping sounded: “Be honest! ”

Can't move, can't talk, Gu Jun really don't want to suffer this pain for another second. How can you talk to this creature?

Patients with lockdown syndrome can convey meaning by scrolling the eye, and he thinks that since beating can be a language, so can scrolling the eye.

This is the world of dreams, where all languages can be understood if they want to.

Gu Jun pondered and remembered his slightly shallow linguistic knowledge... With it, he created an "eyeball rolling input method” in Chinese...

Word strokes, dots, crosses, verticals, skips, thumbs, lifts, folds, hooks, are all replaced by different eyeball scrolling movements, one word written by a set of actions.

Turn your eyes from left to right, transverse.

Turn your eyes up and down a bit, it's vertical.

Turn your eyes to the top right, it's a dot. There are others...

When you finish writing a word, just wrinkle your eyes together for a second to complete.

The wrinkled left eye represents the tongue, the wrinkled right eye represents the period, the rapid wrinkled left eye twice in a row represents the question mark, and the right eye is the sentiment mark.

“That's it.” Gu Jun firmly remembers this set of rules. Bad is simple, but this is a language that can really be shown in the eyes!

Time was blurry in the dark, and another day passed, during which he was working out his eye muscles and practicing this type of input.

Feeling almost ready, Gu Jun turned his eyes and slowly wrote: “Hello. ”

It turns out that one of the ancestors was watching him all the time, and there was a sudden slap: "Are you talking with your eyes? ”

Gu Junxin suddenly got excited and succeeded! It's like being stuck in the dark for years and finally seeing a little light. He hastily set his mind and continued to look slowly, “Yes, my mind is clear, thank you for saving me. I wonder who you're offering me. What will happen to me after that? ”

It's a hard thing to keep rolling your eyeballs up, down, around. By the time he had finished writing this sentence, his mind had become a little dizzy.

“Come on, this guy's talking!” The ancestor shouted and immediately heard a noise of cluttered footsteps.

Gu Jun continued his efforts to turn his eyes and express his goodwill: “Hello, I come from another world, my name is Gu Jun. ”

“Ignore him!” Obviously the voice of their chief said, "Humanity is very cunning no matter which world it comes from! ”

Gu Jun quickly rolled his eyes. “I have no ill intentions...”

“He said he had no malice. ”

“So we're malicious?” The chief's voice is furious, "Stupid Joe! He wants to take advantage of our kindness, cure him, and help him return to his world. Whether evil or not, that's what he meant. ”

“So he's messing with us? Damn it, let's eat him! Forget the 5,000 pine chickens, 5,000 quails, and 5,000 wild ones. ”

This is the value they finally agreed upon.

"I know a dish that can make his delicious to the fullest! First, use him as a worm incubator until his whole body is full of worms, then skewer and bake until it is ripe, which retains both the freshness of worms and gravy and the chewing power of bouncing teeth. If you put a little more spice on it, a little moonshine, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. ”

“Brother, why don't we just eat his hands and feet? The rest are worth at least 3,000 each! ”

“Ah...” The chief sounded like he swallowed his throat and was a little annoyed: “I'll think about it! ”

No, you don't think about it. Gu Jun's head was tight and his eyeballs stared at him and he didn't know what to say. These ancestors are not human beings, their mindset is harder to guess than Wu Shirai's, he seems best to keep his mouth shut for now... No, close your eyes.

After the chief ancestors had thought about it, he could not understand the clapping, and the ancestors closed their language to him.

Gu Jun continued to do his exercise quietly. Sometimes he tried to call Wu Shiyu and others, but none of them responded.

Nor could he feel the movement of space, relying only on hearing to divide one or two. But the human body has a magic, other perceptions are blocked, and his hearing becomes more acute. He could hear the clapping, sniffing, then the waves… as if Joe had taken him across the sea by boat.

About two days later, the sound of the waves gradually disappeared, but there was still a flow of water, like a ship moving from the sea into a river channel.

Joe didn't do anything to him, he really didn't know, he couldn't even tell where the pain his brain felt came from. If Joe chopped off one leg at a time like this and ate it, he probably wouldn't know.

But Gu Jun was constantly exercising, not giving up self-help, exercising his eyes, exercising his spirit.

At this time, while those beats were far away, the caretaker Joe also walked away. He tried to open his eyes again, imagining all his strength to gather, his upper eyelid lifting muscles to a fierce force!

“Ah…” the rays of bitter light suddenly poured in, and he almost instinctively closed his eyes hard to open, but he couldn't resist. As his eyes gradually adapted to the light, he saw, clear skies, green rivers, dark canoe bows.

It's hard to believe it was this flat canoe that drove him off the desert island across the sea.

And he himself was stuffed in a big barrel, his eyes looking down, his hands and feet still...

But the part of the skin he could see was a purple-red scab... and he seemed to have a burst of skin.

“I don't know what these ancestors did to save me. ”

Gu Jun tried to observe the surrounding environment and could see that the river was located between a fertile plain, with woodland, farmland and sporadic farmhouses. The steep roof was covered with thatched grass and surrounded by green fences, while the chimneys of the farmhouse were cooking smoke.

He saw some of the people in the farmhouse, but it was too far away and his eyes were not fully recovered to see their faces clearly.

“Help...” Gu Jun wanted to shout, “Help...” But he couldn't make a sound.

When he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps approaching, he hurriedly closed his eyes and pretended that he could not open them.

It took a while for him to open a small stitch, and the fat ancestors next to him didn't notice.

Gradually, he saw the canoe docked on the shore of a woodland, and each of the dozen ancestors lifted the entire barrel and jumped off the boat. Though small and powerful, they lifted his barrels and were able to walk through the woods quickly, sounding for a while.

They wandered around in this dark and lush forest for half a day, and all of a sudden Gu Jun saw that thousands of ancestors were among the trees ahead!

That dense forest on the desert island seems to be just a small village, this is the main camp of the ancestral tribes...

The ancestors climbed onto the branches of the trees, squatted among the turbulent bushes, drilled into the rotten tree caves, a pair of tiny eyes looking over here, all a little glowing.

And one of the ancestors stood in the middle of the woodland, and his hair grew all white, as if it were the chief or elder of the tribe.

Wooden barrels were dropped in the woodland, and the noise of chaotic slapping rang. Finally, Gu Jun could see clearly. It turns out that each of these ancestors made a different sound by slapping his body around, thus constituting this ancestral language.

Each of the dozen ancestors he brought in slapped himself, as if he were telling the people about him. All the other ancestors heard the beating, shocked and shocked.

“Let him hear. Let him hear.” The ancestor said, with a handful of white beards under his mouth, looking quite kind.

When Gu Junton understood their language, he heard the “chief ancestors” say the plan, "so that we don't have to contribute for five consecutive years! ”

“Alas.” Ancestor sighed, and all the newly boiling ancestors quietly listened. Ancestral ancestors measured Gu Jun and said, "Is that how our ancestral tribes did it? This man ate the House of Nightmares, and we can't do this to him. ”

When I heard this, Gu Jun was happy, I had to struggle to express my words to my ancestors in eyeball language...

But the ancestors said, "Give him to the greedy evil cats, worth 5,000 pine chickens, 5,000 quails, and 5,000 wild quails at most. But if we sell him to black traders, we can trade him for at least 10,000 pine chickens, 10,000 quails, and 10,000 wild ones! ”

Young ancestors will feel suddenly, shouting and cheering at the same time.

“So even if we sacrifice 5,000 of the three contributions,” Ancestor said, "Didn't we have 5,000 left for ourselves? ”

Suddenly, the ancestors jumped back and forth among the trees, and the thrills of fanatical clapping and cheering were all over this dense forest.