Plague Doctor

The wind was roaring, but the woman's gentle words were not dispersed.

Everyone felt a little bad when they heard Deng Ximai. Gu Jun became more aware of what was happening. He shocked his mind and suddenly aroused a mental impulse: “Ah Mai, don't! Don't think about the suicide stopping ritual... it can only be counterproductive, because an important part of this ritual is your death...”

Suicide? Wu Shiyu, Peacock and other people are in a hurry. Uncle Egg has to stop them.

“Death doesn't solve anything...” Gu Jun said painstakingly, "Only if you live, there is hope...”

“Guys, I didn't mean to kill myself.” Deng Xie Mai smiled slightly at them, "but I did want to destroy the ceremony, which had Lygia's connection, and Lygia would be more powerful in the world. But I'm not Lygia, I'm not anybody else, I'm Deng Xie Mai. ”

People didn't know what she meant, but Gu Jun thought of another possibility, "No, Mai! ”

This anxiety seemed like a key, suddenly some memories appeared in his mind... it was childhood memories, some children playing were running after him, he saw himself, playing with a skinny little girl building blocks, building their castle...

This skinny little girl, he once said he wanted to protect her.

“I was a prisoner!” Dengxiai Mai opened his eyes and walked in the direction of the hill in front of him, his lean figure was as strong as a pyramid.

Gu Jun has understood that she is breaking her mental barriers!

Uncle Egg, they don't know what's going on, they just see Deng Xiaomai's face change, like the flower buds are flourishing, and like the flowers are withering.

“I also wear shackles today...” Deng Ximai said, some scenes flashed in her heart, trapped in the building as a child, growing up trapped in the mountains, she saw someone die tragically, saw someone crazy, saw weird, saw dark, saw fear...

She saw how a little girl made up fantasy friends for herself and how a little girl made up stories for herself.

She sees herself, how to surround herself with a layer of mental disability.

Protect yourself and bury yourself.

“But now, I'm going to break all these shackles.” Deng Xie rose her hands and looked straight into the night in her memory. She ended the lives of those two loved ones with a thick hemp rope. Her face was twisted and her spirit swayed.

But she had to face her true self, even if it was an ugly image.

She's Deng Xiaomei, not Lygia, not the person she imagined.

She was born in sin, she grew in darkness, but she was proud of the sun in her heart, she was willing to burn.

Buzzing, the barrier collapsed, Deng Xiao Mai stood almost unstable, countless memory images and sounds exploded in her mind, the past was so clear, about to submerge everything today. Her heart trembled and suddenly shouted: “This is another play, also called Man! ”

Ah Mai... Gu Jun seems to feel the burst. At this moment, she is suffering from the breakdown of her spiritual world.

This ruin and collapse are also destroying her special connection to Lygia, who is not Lygia, who is not in this world.

There was a wind in the wilderness that was brighter, but everyone also felt that the wind was taking away those stiffness, and the surroundings seemed to subside...

And the imminent flesh and blood monsters screamed, and several shadows exploded, like a heavy blow. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Grant Bell et al. led the sergeants in a blow to the monster in front of them with a gun and an old stamp, filled with black smoke and crushed flesh, the situation was tilting.

This ritual was weakened by Deng Xiaomei's actions.

“I... I'm fine...” Wu Shiyu's face suddenly lost that strange pain. She felt her face and switched it back.

Gu Jun pulled his legs out of the mud, his consciousness regained stability, and the view over the hill became blurred.

Around the stone tablet on the hillside, the wicked followers were a little confused, even the ceremonial singing stood still, and the dead faces of the red robes changed slightly.

They still didn't think that Deng Xiaomei, a skinny woman, retained so many hands. I didn't think she was so strong...

At the same time, Deng Xie rose a few times, his footsteps were going down, and he was held by Uncle Egg and Peacock in a timely manner. Her clear face was all red and purple, a pair of previously clear eyes were filled with blood silk, her lips were cyanotic and her mental consciousness seemed to be obscured.

“Miss Deng, hang on, hang on!” Uncle Egg shouts, giving her first aid, "Hardcore, hurry! ”

After Xue Ba, another NASA officer fell, and his life and death were unknown.

“Ah...” Gu Jun concentrated his spirit. In order to regain control of this body, he must also break these shackles...

At this point, however, the view over the hill became clearer, and a voice sounded in his heart:

You really surprised us, accidents over and over again... but you guys were bred by us, weren't you...

How can you compare the power of ignorance to the power of true greatness... No, we're not talking about us...

Even without Lygia, it doesn't matter, because the Son of Bad Luck is here, so long as the abyss descends, the dead can be resurrected!

Gu Jun saw those evil followers in the next life singing "Conqueror's Worm" also walked into the black swirl of the tablet. Some of the red robes also walked in. They were increasing their sacrifice to enhance the power of the ritual, and his spirit was suddenly suppressed by a new...

He was plunged back into the mud, and the black mud was dragging him into the abyss, and the dark forces in his body swept like waves.

Death... bad luck... isn't it a beautiful thing...

Isn't it an end to ordinary sublimation...

At this time, the carved lines of that giant stone tablet flowed out of the dark red flesh and infiltrated the hillside of the land, while on this side of the wilderness, more black robes appeared beside the dead tree wilderness, all holding the Karop anatomical knife, and all over the mountains.

Thought the people close to victory were sinking, Lu Xianning scolded: “Shit, this shit can't be killed..."

The new black robes took off their masks and revealed their faces. It was like that dead face, and suddenly it was like Gu Jun's face.

Gu Junxin had a headache and suddenly understood something.

The answer to a question that haunted him for so long was always in the mirror.

That dead face is the face of the son of bad fortune, only to pull the face of an astronomer so strangely on the face of a wise man.

For the next life, this organization...

“Great son of bad luck,” the voice said, "shouldn't you have known? ”

We are all your servants. From the other world, we have been your servants. There is no newborn club. It has always been the Leisheng club.

Lilore Langton, the miracle of your rebirth, the destruction of Callup College, the abandonment of the Goddess of Life, the seeing of God, the arrival of us in other worlds, and your command to bring you to other worlds.

We disbelieve, but we can also believe if we need to.