Thunder rumbled and torrential rain poured down, casting a shadow over the dream town of Wasang, but in front of the ancient house there was a fiery scene.
"Itoh, Dr. Carlop is here!" cheered the mayor who was walking in front of the crowd. He was a somewhat blessed middle-aged man, and the joy on his face was no less than that of the young guard. The same was true for other people leading the way.
.When they looked back to see the figure following behind, they all looked respectfully.
But Gu Jun and Wu Shiyu could see that all those doctors were just blurry black shadows.
This seems to indicate that the young man in charge has never seen even one Dr. Carlop in his entire life, which is why there is this blank space.
"Mayor, everyone..." The young caretaker named Yitohe walked forward excitedly. Facing the doctors, his words were already awkward: "Gentlemen and ladies, hello, it's great to see you.
It's such an honor..."
Those vague black shadows made no sound, probably because the watcher didn't know what words they would say, and he didn't even dare to imitate them in his dreams.
On the other side, Gu Jun and Wu Shiyu walked out of this shady house, and this time the guards did not stop them.
With Dr. Carlop right here, he didn't think anything could happen.
But according to the original trajectory, when Dr. Carlop arrived in the town, he only buried and eliminated the patients.
It is difficult to understand how disappointed the young caretaker was, and how desperate he felt when he discovered that he too had contracted the plague.
But this is a contradiction. Is the original nightmare a real development? If Dr. Carlop had been here, the caretaker should be able to imagine their faces.
This diary was the product of this nightmare, Gu Jun thought, and it might have been tampered with, making it extremely painful, weird and terrifying.
At this time, Wu Shiyu asked Gu Jun softly: "Is there any way for him to see the real Dr. Carlop? That would be a sweet dream, right?"
"Maybe there is a way..." Gu Jun looked at this scene, nothing happened, and saw more words automatically added to the diary:
[Every one of them was very kind, including Iron Son Langton. They also praised my guards for their contribution to controlling the epidemic! This was truly the most glorious moment in my life. I couldn’t wait to go home and tell my family
This matter, but I didn't want to leave there and miss even a moment of time with Dr. Carlop. It was a wonderful time.
However, what happened next pushed everything to hell...]
Suddenly, Gu Jun felt a sudden pain in his head. Wu Shiyu also felt this change. The roar of thunder was even more shocking. A group of crows started up in the gloomy dense forest around him, and flew towards him screaming in the heavy rain.
Dark sky.
"Be careful..." Gu Jun said solemnly to Wu Shiyu, "There are forces fighting for control of this dream."
The cries of crows resounded loudly, like a gloomy and passionate movement from hell.
All the rooms on the upper and lower floors of the ancient house next to it suddenly lit up with dim yellow lights!
The joy on the faces of the young caretaker, the mayor and other town personnel all turned to surprise, and their excitement turned to fear. The caretaker exclaimed in surprise: "Mr. Galder... what are those, what are those?"
Gu Jun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw black shadows reflected behind the window of the front hall on the second floor of the ancient house. There were adults and children among them.
And in the middle of those black shadows, there was a particularly weird figure, whose limbs seemed a little twisted.
There was a harsh bang, and the old floor-to-ceiling glass window on the second floor shattered, and everyone saw the faces of those black figures... They were the corpses in the collection room, and the smiles stitched on their faces were very special.
Strangely, their dead and chaotic eyes had a strange look.
It seems that some unknown soul has been stuffed into these empty corpses.
The figure in the middle, Gu Jun recognized, was Old Uncle Dog, with an expressionless old face that looked like withered skin.
"After playing so many tricks." Gu Jun said, a ball of anger burning in his heart, "Are you finally willing to come out?"
Uncle Gou didn't speak, and the corpses made the same hoarse strange noise: "Child, you think you are close to the truth, but you don't know our plan at all, and you don't understand the significance of doing this. You don't realize that all of this
Mental pain is a nutrient that breeds greatness."
"This dream must be a nightmare." Old Uncle Dog suddenly said slowly, "Dr. Carlop, it must be a disgusting thing."
"And you just stay here and think about it." The voices of the corpses gradually became louder, and they started chanting before they fell, and the surroundings suddenly changed again!
Every bit of rain is a different nightmare. The heavy rain is pouring, and Gu Jun, Wu Shiyu and the caretaker are all instantly overwhelmed by nightmares...
They seemed to be drawn into a whirlpool, a whirlpool formed by the twists and turns of the trapped and painful souls.
It was like suddenly standing in the front hall on the second floor. The lights were dim, but the corridors on both sides extended with no end in sight.
Endless corridors with countless rooms.
The door of each room was locked, and there was no way to see the darkness inside. As I walked, I walked, and different crazy wails came from each room:
"No, no!"
"Why is this happening? Why!"
"Help me!"
These frantic wailing sounds blended with the chanting sounds of the corpses, speaking in thousands of different languages, but saying the same thing:
【You walked through the first room,
Passed the 100th room,
Passed the thousandth room,
Passed through the 10,000th room,
You can never escape from here,
You are not the prisoner of the nightmare, you are the nightmare itself!]
Ah! At this moment, the young caretaker held his head and cried in pain. Countless visions poured into his spirit. The town was shrouded in darkness, and the endless rainstorm washed away the huge pit dug outside the town.
, one patient after another was either thrown into the pit, or jumped in himself screaming like crazy.
Those are all the folks he is familiar with, they are the owners of the tavern, the farmers in the fields, their family members, their friends, the girls they like...
This town was doomed from the beginning, and his care was meaningless.
The so-called Dr. Carlop is nothing more than a delirium...a delirium that keeps reincarnating and never ends.
Dr. Carlop has never been to Wasan Town at all.
"Delirium, delirium..." The young guard was trembling all over, and the blurry black figures behind him were all shaking and about to collapse and disappear.
"No, Yitohe, Dr. Carlop is really here." Gu Jun murmured, and the thumb and index finger of his left hand pinched the end of the little finger with difficulty, but the sudden and huge pain made his
His mind suddenly woke up, he took out the Calop scalpel, and opened the incomplete page of the curse book in his mind.
It was a try, but he had a definite feeling that this would work.
He concentrated his energy on this page of the curse book, and moved Langton's notes on it, and all its visions, into the caretaker's diary and into this dream.
There was a sudden surge of power in his heart, which was the power of the Iron Son, and his eyes became hard and determined.
"Aren't they the same? I can recognize them. This is Teacher Wusam, this is Ribdi Payani, and this is Langton, the Son of Iron!"
The roar of thunder temporarily blocked the chanting sound! Wu Shiyu was suddenly surprised to see the old dog uncle and the corpses on the second floor of the ancient house.
Those blurry black figures that were about to collapse suddenly became brighter, causing the crowd of crows to disperse in terror. These figures became substantial, including men and women, and they were all dressed in white Kalop robes.
Some are carrying medical kits and some are holding instruments. All details are clearly visible.
Each of their faces is clearly visible.
Even Gu Jun could see these faces clearly for the first time.
The crying had stopped, and the despairing face of the young guard was once again filled with the light of hope.