Plague Doctor

Knock, knock...

There's something rocking, stinging, astringent.

It's a rusty old basketball stand shaking, it's leaning halfway, the columns barely hold the rubble, but the basket board and basket basket are already about to fall into the shady, dark accumulation of water on the ground, it's not the original cement land, it's the stinking mud marsh, and the shadow cast by the basketball stand is shaking in the accumulation of water.

It sounded like a crow, breaking through the gray sky and breaking the silence of seclusion with its weirdness.

This noise also caused Gu Jun to suddenly pull out of a kind of clotting shadow. His heart rebooted and his mind reconnected.

He looked around with his eyes open, and the gaps in the branches obscured most of his gaze, which was a dead tree, and some of the dry brown leaves that had been dead for many years had not fallen on the branches, and the eternal death seemed to come suddenly, and let these leaves blink, and there could be no more shaking at all.

But there were no dead trees on the basketball field.

What just happened...

Gu Jun pressed his fissure-head, stood up from the ground, his own carry-on backpack and other things were still on him, but the surroundings changed, the shady swamps, the dead silent trees, the dark smelly ghost water, the twisted weeds, these overlapped with the basketball rack.

Just like that alley-tailed basketball rack was never built on this dead end.

“Just now... there was a sudden mutation... and then...”

Gu Jun painstakingly recalled that there were some confusing scenes that shocked his mind, but he couldn't sort them out well, like a memory loss patient couldn't think of those memories he had lost. He could only push his head and explore it carefully.

Ari and Chen Cheng should all have taken the black liquid, embraced the power of the black goat, and caused huge variations in the body.

He did not know what was happening biologically, that the knowledge available to mankind and the limits of the Orthodox limits at its disposal were quite limited, and he did not address those problems for the time being. The point is, these “negative choices” in the alley seem to have become something else…

At that time, a black mist suddenly gathered in the sky.

Seems to have come along with the call of "Mom”, it should be Saab Nicholas...

Gu Jun stepped on the grass at his feet and walked around the accumulation of water in that pond. The original cement land did not disappear completely. There were also some broken cement blocks that sank in the grey and black soil. He stepped on these cement blocks and walked through the mud swamp.

Here, it seems to be the alien world.

He looked at the gray sky, and it was easy to get that judgment.

Because of this sky, he has seen it, not only from illusions, but also from the memory of spiritual children, and he has seen it.

The sky is the same as the sky in the high wall space.

He blew up the Banyan tunnel with his own hands... and now he's back in the world.

Beep...

Suddenly, the electronic alarm sounded, interrupting Gu Jun's thoughts. It also caused him to suddenly sweat cold, and the sudden sound came from under his feet.

Had it not been for that sound, he would not have noticed that a yellow shared bike was buried deep in the mud marsh, only a tiny section of the head was exposed on the mud marsh, and it was the sound that was emitted, the shared bike that Chen Cheng was riding in a spin.

Chen Xiang...

The PEEK skull position on Gu Jun's right forehead suffered another crack, forcing him to press hard, otherwise it was like something was about to burst out.

He remembered some more memories. Finally, Chen Xing ran straight into him with his bicycle diameter. Lieutenant Cao shot Chen Xing, then...

Strange memory scenes can't be pulled, sharp bones also break out of Chen Chang's body, Chen Chang's hands, become... like a scalpel...

I wonder if memory triggers neural perception, or if the nose really smells, the smell of blood, the smell of human blood.

Gu Jun frowned and stretched his legs to dial the car head revealed by the shared bike, as if it had touched the organ. When the mud swamp of the bike was located, the muttering sounded. The shared bike sank and disappeared, but something flipped up.

He looked, his eyes stirred up suddenly, his forehead blushing.

An old bald face, frightened of all things, was one of the three elderly people, almost hit by Chen Cheng, scolding the old man who Chen Jing said.

The old man's face was split open... No, it fell from the top of his head, the skin and skull were split, the blood was mixed with the marsh sewage...

And the skull where this face is, it's not connected to the neck, it's split apart.

Chen Xing, arguing over cursing the neighbor too loud, then chopping the neighbor with a kitchen knife, thinking about overnight wealthy and schizophrenic...

“Is Chen Xing a negative choice?” Gu Jun asked the surrounding area, his inner anger and confusion, the heavy smell of rot around him seemed to be tearing him apart, "Isn't this scum? What did this old man do to you? Lin Mirror, what are you thinking? What are you thinking? ”

He doesn't understand whether these people, the Black Goat followers, have any great ideas of their own.

Let negative choices prevail over positive choices? Or take their ordeal to others? Or is it the extreme weakness of the flesh that eats and uses dark forces to act wildly?

After learning about Lin Mirror's death, Gu Jun was somewhat confused.

He himself is complex, but not as humble, helpless, and tragically locked by fate as the forest mirror. He can't even think for a moment how the forest mirror can break through the lock. From his position, he can say a lot of ideas about standing and talking without backache, but in fact, without external forces, out of the environment, out of the thought created by the environment, it is not the dilemma of the forest mirror, nor the dilemma of the forest mirror.

A teenage girl, with high childhood fever and a slight neuropsychiatric problem, was abandoned by her divorced parents to take care of her grandmother, who grew up in a cabin a few square metres in size from the age of four because of the aggressiveness of her illness.

How does she break the fate lock except for a broken bed, a broken cotton quilt, a toilet, and almost nothing in the cabin?

Things like that, actually, are everywhere.

Such negative choices have their own misfortunes.

So, when Lin Mirror family, Gu Jun wondered if this kind of life put Lin Mirror on such a path, but now...

“Why?” asked Gu Jun.

But there were no half-point echoes around, no hazy hallucinations, and no more crows.

Gu Jun took a deep breath and couldn't bear to see the old man's face again. The current situation does not allow him to salvage the head and take the burial. He looked around in silence, how much danger was being hidden, and what happened to the others...

At this time, he curled his ears and heard a bit of pain coming from afar, like Cao Yicheng's voice.

Gu Jun is now heading in that direction, holding Carlop's scalpel in his hand, and walking cautiously.