Plague Doctor

The orbits seemed to have a shock. Zhou Hao Rui had to look away and his heart nearly palpitated.

“Dr. George-Ray, you are... you are not a crow...” said Old Kang.

“I feel like it is.” Yang Liu Qingqing made a judgment, “Crow, do you mean here when you say 'the plague is coming’? ”

Zhou Hao Rui understood what she meant and tormented herself for 20 days. Does that mean that the plague is about to strike the medieval death? Look around, forced dirty semi underground alleys, cluttered screams, a cabin with doors and windows sealed, smelling like corpses...

The pain of the moment, the suffering of twenty days, is in my heart.

“Are these all abrasions for us...” Zhou Hao Rui asked the crow, still very confused, “Let our strength grow? ”

Dr. George-Ray did not speak, but walked down the alley.

“Do you really need that?” Zhou Hao Rui caught up with him and asked, "Almost went mad. ”

“Give me the money...” Yang Liu Qingqing went after him, “you told him to grow power? What I'm talking about is growing wealth, giving money. ”

Is it true that this crow is a tempting devil against their will?

Jiang was quite satisfied and asked: "Can we go outside this alley and see the city? ”

“Questions, questions, you're all waiting for someone else to tell you the answer.” The figure finally talks, "no one will always tell you, and it is not necessarily true to tell you. Some problems can only be figured out on their own, perhaps never, then learn to walk in the mist. ”

“But…” Zhou Hao Rui was just about to say, but he couldn't help but stop. The crow was intriguing.

“Is that fair enough for each of us to ask a question?” Yang Liu Qingdao, “I'll go first, what is this place? We crossed? ”

“These are two problems, and people with bad math can't make a lot of money. And these two questions, you don't know the answer, because mortals don't really understand time and space. All you have to know is that madness is a way to see the truth, but not all of it. ”

The bird mouth doctor spoke and parked outside a room with a blank sheet of paper hanging out of the wall-foot window of the room with the patient inside.

“This place is just like a baby cradle. And it said," Every night you don't always come here, and crows don't always guide you. ”

Doctor Birdmouth lifted his cane in his right hand and knocked on the window. Da-da...

When the sound of knocking on the window sounded, Zhou Hao Ruidong felt a sudden distortion around him. Countless shadows of light rushed out of the window at the foot of the wall and drowned the place.

His head ached and his footsteps swayed, completely unable to resist this force, as if he could not resist the orbits just now.

Suddenly, all the distortions disappeared. Zhou Hao Rui's sight was set again. It was still dark. He was still in the alley on Springwater Street. Old Jiang and Yang Liuqing were all beside him. All three of them held the wall and gasped. He was still dressed before him. There was no leather robe and bird mouth mask.

“Are we back?” Jiang looked around and seemed a little disappointed.

“We haven't left at all...” Yang Liu Qingqing looked at the watch on his left wrist, "It's only been half an hour, that could just be an illusion...”

Just an illusion? Is everything just fake? Zhou Hao Rui doesn't know if he should feel lost, or whether he should be happy, maybe both.

At the same time, he looked at the dark night sky and felt a little different...

“Do you feel...” Zhou Hao Rui pressed his head over it and his scalp was much loose for many days. “Is his head comfortable? Not so painful and tight? ”

“Yes, it's much more comfortable.” Old Jiang touched his head with joy, "I could barely hold my eyes before, and now my eyelids are not very tired. ”

Find your own answer... Zhou Hao Rui thought, looking down at the crow mark on his right wrist, feeling that the line of the mark had become thicker and darker...

“As if our spiritual strength had really grown?” He speculated with his mystical knowledge of half a barrel of water, "the crows were grinding the texture of our spirits the previous twenty days? Improve our gift credentials? … is tonight's illusion a step further? ”

The more he feels, the more different he feels in his mind, and the bulge on the back shoulder, the harder...

There's really a strange feeling, like growing wings.

This made Zhou Hao Rui start to get a little excited, because he didn't have enough talent to take the astronomical university he wanted, and now...

“Whether the crow is a demon or not, we are all its followers…” He also said that the excitement diminished, the mind was not quite flavorful, and whether the crow was good or bad, “Besides, the crow said ‘crow', there should be other people like us, just not persevering, or not to our extent. ”

“Like, Zhou Mo, you make too much sense.” Old Jiang nodded and agreed, "Crow followers? ”

Yang Liu Qingqing had not been involved in this topic. He took his phone and looked at something. Suddenly he sighed: "The gold is gone, Dr. George Ray didn't even get it himself. ”

“What?” asked Zhou Hao Rui.

“This is MaryKing's Close, a Mary-King alley in Edinburgh, Scotland, England. ”

Yang Liu Qingqing asked them to search and said:

“In the summer of 1645, black deaths erupted in Scotland, eventually resulting in the death of a quarter of the local population. Edinburgh's worst days left only 60 men to defend the city, initially confronted by the first plague physician, John Paulidi JohnPaulitious, but he himself died. This is followed by the second plague doctor, George Ray GeorgeRae. George Ray was more successful than John Pauletti in healing many people when Mary-King Lane had more than 500 residents, many of whom he saved. The cure, as we've just seen, is to cut off the patient's lesion's skin and burn the wound with iron.

Originally, the council didn't think these plague doctors would survive the plague, so they promised a lot of money at first, and when George Ray really picked it up, the council was shocked, and then they took the money. George Ray bought that reward for 10 years, died and still didn't get the money. ”

Yang Liu Qingqing sighed a long time. “Looks like I don't expect to get gold anymore. It's really the devil...”

Zhou Hao Rui and Lao Jiang listened while already searching the internet with their mobile phones.

Mary-Golden Alley...

Nearly three hundred years apart, it is now a famous attraction and a thrilling place for many tourists to find...

Because it is said that haunted there often are many dead souls who died as a result of the plague, especially a 10-year-old girl named Annie...

At night, Zhou Hao Rui looked at some pictures of Mary-Golden Alley on the phone screen, which kept him narrow and worn, straightening his hair.

Was that just an illusion? No, it's not just an illusion.