Plague Doctor

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When Zhou Haorui returned to the dormitory from Quanshui Street, it was already past 3 o’clock in the morning, and the three roommates were sleeping in hu hu.

His head relaxed a lot, and the crow’s voice didn’t sound again. After 20 days of torture, he could finally sleep, but he didn’t walk to the bed.

He walked to the desk beside the bed, sat down, turned on the computer, searched the Internet, searched Mary-Jin Alley for a while, and searched for the information of “Yang Liu Qingqing” and “Jiang Qi”. Unsurprisingly, Soo Yang Qingqing came out with some ancient poems and information about the ancient styles in the south of the Yangtze River. This is not like a personal name.

When I said goodbye in front of the alley, Zhou Haorui asked the gold worshiper: “Are you really called Yang Liu Qingqing? The name … It’s quite like” Qing Wu Fei Yang “.”

“Are you really called Zhou Mo?” She asked him back, “or the weekend?”

Zhou Haorui was dumbfounded at that time, expressionless, not enough eloquence to connect.

But listening to Yang Liu Qingqing’s meaning, she is certainly impossible really called this name …

Even the online nickname is unlikely. After all, a 23-year-old girl would like this flavor.

Right now, Zhou Haorui searched all the way and added keyword information of Dahua City and some universities and colleges in Dahua with this name, but nothing was found, although this does not mean that the woman really did not call this name …

He went on searching Lao Jiang again, but the result was unexpected, “Huh?”

The author of a novel is called Jiang Qi. Is it a pen name? He has published an urban long version of the novel “Post-Modern Us”, but the sales have been dismal. There is no other book, no other book, and no other prints. Information … Thinking about how old Jiang looks like, maybe it’s such a bad mix.

What does post-modern mean? Zhou Haorui does n’t quite understand it, but Lao Jiang is the most enthusiastic among them. He proposed at the time: “We are now in the same trench. Listen to the meaning of the crow. Maybe we will come here tomorrow night to gather, we Add a phone, or add WeChat? “

However, Zhou Haorui and Yang Liuqingqing both remained vigilant and declined Lao Jiang’s proposal without revealing their contact information and other information.

When he returned to school, he still deliberately made more detours, paying attention to whether anyone followed him …

“Will we be together tomorrow?” Zhou Haorui now thought, “There will even be more people?”

He thought about it for a while, and it was almost 4 o’clock in the morning. He was tired and turned off. He turned off the computer, went to the bathroom on the floor to wash for a while, and then came back to sleep.

I only knew how tired I was when I lay down. Although he had a heavy heart, he closed his eyes and felt himself falling asleep in a blur.

After so many days, I can finally sleep …

Vagueness, haziness, chaos, and the lingering weirdness are interwoven.

Lights and shadows were spreading. He seemed to see a group of people wearing a beak doctor mask looking at the night sky, as if he heard a voice … It seemed to be the crow again, its voice hoarse, speaking an obscure language.

Zhou Haorui’s head began to hurt again, and the crow’s voice repeated continuously, not that the plague was coming, but a sentence …

“Go, use the power of the crow to eliminate the pain …” The crow said again, “Go to the death of the plague and sacrifice them to the crow …”

Suddenly, Zhou Haorui felt himself awakened, the light in the bedroom was dim, and the three boarders were still asleep, and he sat up on the bed.

The cold wind blew, and I didn’t know when the wooden door of the bedroom was opened, and there were a few cold reflections.

Zhou Haorui’s heart sank suddenly. Those silhouettes were not wearing beak masks, but they were like those goat-headed men that night, making him feel weird and dangerous. He quickly got out of bed to wake up the Wang Family Qi Qi, “Home Qi, Zi Yang, Li Hui, wake up!”

It’s just that the three boarders are still awake, as if they passed out.

And the black shadows outside the door appeared and walked in. They were each and everyone dressed in black robe, with goatee, and their vague faces were like sheep heads.

“Let’s go with us. It’s your luck to be a sacrifice. New life needs nutrients.”

Those people are approaching step by step.

“Fuck …” Zhou Haorui murmured, quickly yelling and looking for weapons, this is the 6th floor of the dormitory, there is no way to escape from the window.

He shouted loudly, but there was no response outside, only death.

He walked over to Wang Family and pushed and beat them again, they still didn’t wake up.

Six goat-headed men gradually pushed him to the corner. The badminton racket he grabbed was simply impossible.

But when these goat-headed men came up to catch him, Zhou Haorui was still struggling, waving his badminton racket to hit them … The racket was caught by a man, and the other men pulled his hands and feet, bang , Bang, Bang, heavy fists fell, kicked with a sharp kick, hitting his key …

Zhou Haorui was twitching in pain, and every nerve was tearing. It was already unable to struggle, and he could only be dragged out by these people.

It seems to be the recurrence of that night, but this time, will there be a rescue of crows …

Crows will not always guide you … learn to walk in the mist … use the power of crows …

Your power will grow, your power has grown …

In the violent pain, Zhou Haorui remembered the sentence that the crow kept telling in the dream, and the crow mark on the right hand wrist became hot.

With the light of consciousness, he shouted that sentence:

“המוותהשחורהוארע, המוותהשחורמשוגעוהמוותהשחורהואמוות, אךבעריםשנכבשועלידיהמוותהשחור, עדייןישעורביםשואגים! העורביםשונאיםמחלה.העורביםמכיריםמחלה.העורביםמחזיריםדםלדם.מישגרםלמגפהימותהיוםעםהמוותהשחור.”

Suddenly, the men who dragged him cried out in shock and grief, their skin on their faces, necks, and bodies quickly turned black, and small and large pustules on each and everyone grew up on the black skin. Some quickly became orange-sized, and then burst into a festering wound.

It was like the man suffering from the Black Death in Mary King Lane.

The Black Death came to these people, but there was no treatment with a scalpel and a soldering iron.

In a blink of an eye, all goat-headed men turned into a pile of bones and a pool of pus in extreme pain …

It was also at this time that Zhou Haorui felt that everything around him was twisting.

“Ah …” It was like a balloon burst, he suddenly opened his eyes, sat up on the bed, staring blankly at all around, cold sweat.

Just now, just now … dream?

The wooden door of the bedroom was closed, there was no goat-headed man on the ground, and the three roommates slept peacefully.

“Dream?” Zhou Haorui murmured, looking towards the mark on his right hand’s wrist, but still glowing a bit, as if there was a flash of fire passing by.

The obscure words he shouted in his dream … he remembered it all, it was the same in his mind, is it just a dream? Or … supernatural power? incantation?

Is it the power of the crow …

Zhou Haorui slightly opened his lips and stopped. If he read that sentence, would it really be … what effect?

Yang Liu Qingqing and Lao Jiang, do they also have this dream?

Tonight’s Mary-King Alley experience, what does it all mean …

The sentence incantation, he only understood one of the meanings: “Crow Blood For Blood”.

Zhou Haorui sat on the bed, looking at the direction of the bedroom door, thinking for 1000 times and thinking for 10000 times.