Two hundred and fifty-eight. The thorns blocking the road lie ahead
The exorcist already had the image of a cork in his mind.
"So did you see the roots of the plant? Are they seeds?" the exorcist asked.
"There are no seeds. You can understand that his body is a seed, and it can grow and sprout from anywhere." The doctor grabbed cotton, casually wiped off the blood on the mask, and used a scalpel to pick up a cut piece of flesh.
The delicate veins on the surface of the piece of meat looked like blood vessels. The doctor picked it up with tweezers and peeled out a spiderweb-like vein from the flesh and blood.
The doctor put it into clean water to rinse off the blood. There was no blood stain on it, and the original veins looked more like the roots of a plant.
"This is the withered root of the plant, growing directly into the flesh."
"There are no seeds...so it's not parasitic?" the exorcist whispered as if he was talking to himself.
If flesh and blood are seeds and fertile soil, it looks more like some kind of curse.
"Dissect the other parts of the roots." Lu Li said.
"Of course, an example can't explain anything." The doctor praised, he liked this more professional opinion.
In the next few minutes, the doctor peeled off several pieces of the root system. Some were withered and almost fibrotic, and some were so active that it was as if one could hear the pulse beating in the root system.
However, without exception, no trace of seeds was found.
"It seems to be a curse... so only locals will be infected." The exorcist said complicatedly.
Although they figured out the reason, they only figured out the reason. They still didn't know how to break the curse.
"Is he dead?" Lu Li looked at the doctor who was retreating.
"There are still a few minutes." The doctor who was about to take off the mask stopped. "What else do you want to do?"
"It's something else." Lu Li asked the exorcist again: "What crime has he committed?"
The exorcist was silent for a moment before saying: "After knowing that you were infected with the plague, you raped a nine-year-old girl. Do you still remember little Lina who gave you candy?"
Pure evil can rival the monstrous.
Lu Li lowered his eyes, reached for the holster of his gun, and said calmly: "My psychic gun is called redemption. Its ability is to retrace death and see the weird things you saw before your death."
"If the patient dies from the curse while infected, I will see what he sees."
"He's a scumbag, so feel free." The exorcist had no objection and was even happy to see that bastard get a trial.
Lu Li opened his holster, but before pulling out the psychic gun, there was a sound of falling behind him.
Ai Min collapsed to the ground, a mask with mist covering her face.
"What happened to her?!"
The exorcist immediately retreated to the wall and distanced himself from the hospital bed.
Lu Li also suddenly pulled out his psychic gun and sensed his surroundings.
The silent room suddenly seemed to be crowded with "people", and peeks were everywhere. On the ceiling, under the hospital bed, between the cracks in the door, and even in the pockets of clothes.
But there's nothing weird lurking around, except for the infected in the hospital bed.
The psychic gun was retracted into its holster, the noisy gaze gradually faded away, and the ward became quiet again, with only a few of them.
"Nothing weird."
Lu Li walked towards Aimin, took off her mask, and touched her neck with his fingers.
The pulse was still beating, and Amin's cheeks were a little pale.
"Maybe it's due to fainting of blood, or the mask is too stuffy." The doctor's voice came from next to him.
Lu Li nodded, and together with the exorcist, he lifted Aimin to the chair. He pulled out the psychic gun again, and the familiar feeling of peeping and whispering emerged.
With his arm stretched flat, Lu Li pulled the trigger on the infected person without stopping.
Bang!
Even if you cover your ears, you can't stop the loud noise that echoes in the room.
The figure on the hospital bed had blood exploding from his chest, and Lu Li also entered death flashback in an instant.
"Maybe it's due to fainting of blood, or the mask is too stuffy." The doctor's voice came from behind. Lu Li turned around and saw that he was helping Ai Min into the chair.
The infected are always alive...
Lu Li thought, watching him raise the psychic gun from the perspective of a bystander.
The man on the hospital bed suddenly turned his head and stared viciously at Lu Li. The next moment a gunshot rang out, and his consciousness returned to reality.
Humanity poured into his soul, and Lu Li silently put away his psychic gun. But whether it was an illusion or not, they seemed to be closer than before.
Amin was slowly waking up as if she had been awakened by the sound of gunfire.
"I suddenly felt dizzy just now...I'm sorry." She rubbed the back of her head, which hurt from the fall, and there was a bulge there.
"Is there any harvest?" the exorcist asked with hope.
"The infected are always alive," Lu Li said.
"That's not possible either..." The exorcist sighed.
They are almost used to failure, and success is as rare as surprises: "Let's leave, maybe someone else got the information from Tawi Town."
After getting the news from Lu Li, the city lord sent a team of exorcists to investigate. They should be back.
Hope it's good news.
They left the room and returned to the lobby on the first floor.
The exorcists who went to Tawi Town have returned. They brought neither good news nor bad news: the place where the weird believers gathered was empty, and the ground was covered with messy footprints. They left.
The thread was interrupted again.
All that was left for Lu Li was to go to Tawi Town in person.
At this time, the exorcist suggested that Lu Li use "redemption" to get rid of the infection, or the patient who had been cursed for the longest time.
If she is dead, you can see why she died. If she is still alive... then living is painful for her.
Returning to the ward on the second floor, little Lina with long brown hair curled up obediently on the hospital bed. Even the buds growing on her forehead looked much cuter.
Wow——
The exorcist opened the curtain, and the horrific scene reappeared.
He stepped back and looked at Lu Li.
This seems to be a moral dilemma: when a person who is suffering from pain wants to die, should we rescue him with all our strength or help to relieve him?
The roots hanging down from the edge of the hospital bed were like seaweed gently swinging, quietly reaching towards Lu Li beside the hospital bed.
"Don't get touched by them."
Ai Min reminded. After he finished speaking, the oil lamp in Lu Li's hand suddenly glowed with a faint light.
It's dimmer than a match that's about to go out, but it's inexplicably comforting, as if you're bathing in sunlight.
The root system that quietly climbed up the oil lamp quickly withered and broke, fell to the floor, and broke into several pieces.
Seeing this scene, Lu Li suddenly picked up the oil lamp, stretched out his arm, and brought the lamp close to the hospital bed.
The crawling roots are like earthworms, densely packed and slowly swarming towards the oil lamp, or that arm.
They were entangled together, stretched longer and longer, and covered the oil lampshade.
The oil lamp was lit again, flickering brightly and dimly like a firefly.
The exorcist saw Emin retreating and kept retreating, even though this light made him feel extremely relaxed and safe.
The withered and dead roots fell off in pieces, while the roots on the other side were still crawling forward in twisted and ugly ways.
"What happened?" the exorcist couldn't help but ask.
Many patients on the second floor were attracted by the light and looked here curiously.
Lu Li, who was sitting in front of the hospital bed, watched this scene quietly and said, "It's called a lighthouse. The light will dispel the strangeness, but at the cost of burning humanity."