Plague Doctor

Chapter 177: The picture on the third floor [ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a subscription]

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how come

It was as if something had exploded in Gu Jun's mind, a mass of thoughts entangled crazily, making his heart ache.

Why did the content of the watchman's diary change? Didn't the above content happen in the different world a long time ago

This is a reward given by the system. This power is not known to the Afterlife Society and the Raliyah Order. This is where his variables lie...

Could it be that the time and space here are out of order? Can what happened here change the past

"Gu Jun!" Wu Shiyu rushed over and shook him, "Stop, I think your spirit has been affected, stop now!"

is that so? Gu Jun pressed his head with one hand, but he knew it was not easy, otherwise the diary would not change...

"Let me try to open a door." Wu Shiyu was about to take the long knife in his hand, "See what it is?"

"No, no..." Gu Jun stopped her, and he should have been mentally affected, "If I am affected, you can't suffer too. One of us must remain normal, otherwise there may be complete chaos... chaos..."

"What exactly did you see?" Wu Shiyu asked, "Can't you tell me?"

Gu Jun looked at her, and suddenly felt a little uneasy, and her figure seemed a little blurry.

Her tone was a little strange. Is she really Wu Shiyu? Could it be that it was just an illusion from the moment he walked into this ancient house, or when? Is it something else? They have separated? I always feel that Xianyu will not be so active...

Or is it because of my persecution paranoia attack? is that so

"It's nothing..." Gu Jun said hoarsely, "Let's go up to the third floor and have a look." Maybe, maybe the old dog is hiding there

He took the kerosene lamp in her hand, carried the long knife, and walked towards the stairs, paying attention to the figure following him from the corner of his eyes. I always feel that her expression is too plain, her words are too ordinary, but her eyes are too sharp, she is not like Wu Shiyu...

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"It's nothing." He said that again, walking through the dilapidated stairs with concentration, and stepped onto the third floor of the ancient house.

It can be seen from the outside before that the third floor of this house is a large attic-like structure, only less than half the area of the first and second floors, with a sloping roof above it. He picked up the kerosene lamp to take a picture, and the beams of the roof were covered with cobwebs everywhere, and then looked around, and there were scattered sundries everywhere on the ground.

Medical books with different covers, moldy glass test tubes, tattered documents...

The lights came on again, and the surrounding walls seemed to be covered with weird pictures.

"Shiyu, can you see those paintings?" Gu Jun asked in a deep voice, seeing the same kind of giant bats as those on the wall of Chen Fade's cave; there were also broken corpses, twisted trees, majestic mountain peaks, And there seems to be a deserted island drawn there, and there is a house on the island...

"I can see it, it's a strange feeling." Wu Shiyu nodded.

The more Gu Jun looked at her, the more he felt that something was wrong, not like, really not like.

Or my spirit is going wrong... He gritted his teeth, put the kerosene lamp on a small wooden table next to him, took out the Kalop scalpel from the medical kit, and held it, trying to purify his mind and sober up, but there were some Other vision fragments loomed in front of him.

At this time, he noticed a khaki envelope on the wooden table, which made him feel very familiar.

The letter sent to Mr. Gard, another task reward for dissecting ghouls...

"Is that the one?" Putting down the long knife first, Gu Jun picked up the letter and looked at it. Although the envelope was old and covered with a layer of dust, the writing on it was still clearly visible.

[Recipient: Shoples-Gard

Sender: Zodi-Usam, mailing address: Guodu-Callop Academy]

Not that one, that one was from an "old friend" with no address...

From Kalop Academy? Gu Jun took out the only piece of letter paper from the envelope that had already been torn open, half a page of which was filled with different texts, his eyes swept and he got up quickly.

"You have been admitted to this school... The new school year will start on September 1st..."

"Galder, you have great talent and it shouldn't be wasted. Coming to the academy will be a new beginning and there will be challenges, but you will face them with new friends."

This is... the persuasion letter written by Mr. Usam to Galder himself. The words are solemn but also encouraging and reassuring. It seems that he knows Galder's hesitation.

But it seems that it was also written in the watchman's diary, and Gard still didn't go in the end.

Why? Gu Jun's head hurt even more. He felt something, and opened the letter in his mind to read...

Dazed suddenly overwhelmed him, changed, also changed, the letter from the "old friend" became the letter in his hand.

"A letter", can this letter be changed...

how come? He took a deep breath, as if a mood was triggered by this letter, is it Galde's mood... hesitating, hesitating, not wanting to be put into that new environment, entering Karop means a lot, such as the folks Expect, expect their Mr. Galder to come out there...

Let all the major towns talk about that Gard of Wosang Town.

But Kalop's competition is too fierce, too many talents, he is not that good, he knows he is not that good...

But folks don't know, and there could be other reasons for not going to Kalop.

Pity. Gard, they would say, is a waste of talent.

But he would not say that Galder was just a mediocrity.

"Ah..." Gu Jun threw away the letter, but the severe headache was still lingering. Galder didn't go to Kalop College in the end, he wanted to go his own way, he started to study medicine and mysticism by himself, but he always failed and got nothing...

On the other hand, Galder can always hear about Karop when he walks in the villages and towns. Because no matter whether it is a drunkard in a tavern, a farmer in a field, or a gentleman at a banquet, everyone is eager to talk about the Carlop College and the bright new stars.

Son of Iron, Lailore Langdon...

Genius, everyone said, that is the genius that Kalop has ranked in since the establishment of the school, the iron son favored by the goddess of life...

"Son of Iron." Gu Jun murmured, feeling a complex hatred, he didn't want to think about it but would think about it from time to time.

That's what Gard wanted to be but could never be.

The strong Langdon, the genius Langdon, the dazzling Langdon.

Cowardly Gard, mediocre Gard, humble Gard.

Unfortunately, Gard was infected with the plague and soon became a dirty and disgusting ghoul.

In this house, he made up a dream for himself, in which he was no longer Gard, he was Langdon, and he was someone else.

Galder is someone else, and this plague was created by the pagan religion where Galder was, because they wanted to create a more terrible plague, creating dead skin men more terrifying than ghouls, and wreaking havoc on the entire world. All the worlds, defeat Langdon, change everything that has been established...

But it's a dream, it's all a dream.

Tagard is still stuck here, in this broken house.

"Ah!" Gu Jun held his painful head with both hands, "It's fake, I know it's fake, I'm Gu Jun..."

At this time, the flickering light of the kerosene lamp cast a strange figure in front of it. The strange face looked haggard, weird, and sick. The uncoordinated protruding cheekbones, gums, and mandibles all indicated that it was transforming into a cannibal. ghost.

"Don't move!" Gu Jun exclaimed, copied the long knife on the table next to him and raised it... He suddenly saw that the figure also swung the same long knife.

The light flickered, and he saw that there was a floor-to-ceiling glass mirror with a copper frame. The figure was the mirror image in the mirror, and it was him.

And around him, there were no other figures, not Wu Shiyu or anyone else.

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