Plague Doctor

Wu Shiyu saw Gu Jun being pulled out of Gu Jun's mind by the gray-bearded old man. He was so anxious that he almost stabbed the old man with scissors, "Gu Jun, what are you arguing with me for? I never like to dream, and I have to dream when I sleep." How tired you are, it’s best if you don’t have any dreams, and the best way to sleep is to lie down and sleep until you wake up naturally!”

Just as she was shouting in confusion, she saw the old man with gray beard suddenly change his expression, and murmured as if he was deflated: "Your power?"

"Ah!" The turbulent scenes in Gu Jun's heart became clearer and clearer...

He saw a tall statue of the goddess of life standing in a beautiful fountain, water, the source of life... There were vaguely classical and majestic buildings around it. Is this Carlop College... This might be a good opportunity. With his With a hint of clarity, he opened the incomplete spell book in his mind and tried to trigger the illusion...

Suddenly, more scenes emerged. He seemed to see rows of students sitting in a classroom in an ancient building. They were all wearing white robes.

"Reading a curse book can't just read its words." In the haze, a teacher's figure on the stage said in a very serious tone: "Always use your spirit to contact and feel it, and let its spirit transform your spirit. Its vitality transforms your vitality.”

The students listened quietly and took notes on the curse book textbook.

One of the figures from the back... was very similar to the figure of the man dissecting dead skin in the basement. He was muttering to the people around him, and they seemed to be snickering at something.

"Langton!" the teacher suddenly scolded sternly, "pay attention to the class!"

Is this teacher the teacher Urum written on the page of the curse book notes...

Although he was scolded by the teacher and laughter rang out in the classroom, Gu Jun felt a sense of warmth. This illusion is just a beautiful dream...

At this time, the phantom image gradually faded away, and a new prompt popped up in the system:

[Your spirit has been purified and the corrosion rate has decreased, -2, currently 3]

Huh? Gu Jun did feel a sweet sense of nourishment. More foreign words revived in his mind, and the dark will of the Son of Doom receded like a tide.

Unexpectedly, the illusion of this page of the curse book has such a miraculous effect...

This vision is different from the past, it is warm and nostalgic. This seemed to be the first time he had triggered this type of illusion.

Maybe call it a "light illusion"? And what used to be "dark illusions" that were painful and draining when triggered?

This time, not only did his spirit not feel depleted, but it was nourished and repaired, and even the erosion level was reduced... The erosion level can indeed go back! One of the ways is to digest Langton's light side power like this. It's like a scale. If one side is high, the other side will be low, and vice versa.

In this case, Gu Jun thought, he might still be able to survive...

It was also at this time that he clearly noticed a strange force in his mind. It was inexplicably strange and belonged to the old man with gray beard.

Is it this power that is taking away my sweet dreams... Gu Jun concentrated his attention and sensed it for a moment, and suddenly there were other lights and shadows surging.

He couldn't see the scene clearly, but he seemed to hear a cry of ecstasy. The more he shouted, the more crazy he became: "I, the sage Balzai, use my wisdom to surpass the [earth gods], and use my will to control the gods." The spells and barriers are gone!”

Crazy joy, like the most beautiful dream imaginable come true.

But in the blink of an eye, this loud shout turned into the most complete wailing, the most complete nightmare, and he suffered all the torture in an instant!

"...Hell...don't look this way..." The wailing voice's words were indistinct...

But Gu Jun could feel the edge of this painful abyss, and it was pulling him down. He immediately mustered up his newly abundant mental strength and drove it away: "Get out, no matter who you are, get out!"

"Hmm." The gray-bearded old man was slightly startled, and the scars on his face looked even more gloomy and strange.

Wu Shiyu saw that the spiritual silver thread suddenly bounced into Xijun's head like a elastic rope...

"Your sweet dream..." The old man was confused, "You..."

Gu Jun stumbled and came to his senses. Wu Shiyu quickly came up to support him. Gu Jun asked her: "How is it?"

"It seems that the draw was not successful?" Wu Shiyu didn't understand, and described the situation to him.

As she spoke, she looked at the gray-bearded old man again. If there is a boss in the dream world, it is definitely not this old man. He looks like an employee and is not invincible. She whispered: "Can't we really knock him out?"

Gu Jun was also looking at the old man. Although he had driven away the other party's power, he was still not clear about that power, and it might not be simple behind it...the gods of the earth? What does that mean?

But now that he knew more, he tried to ask: "Old sir, your name is Barce?"

This old man seemed to be an ordinary person before, proudly relying on his wisdom and will, but in the end he fell into the madness of fear... Maybe that's why he came to this place and became a boatman... He now feels that this old man is a lost man Prisoner of all dreams...

"Balsai?" The gray-bearded old man's expression changed even more, "No one has called me that for a long time..."

Gu Junruo had a feeling, but he was not sure. He was just testing: "Mr. Balcer, you and we are both from the same world, right?"

"Young man..." The gray-bearded old man paused for a long time, and gradually returned to his previous indifference, "There are some things you don't need to do.

You know, this is not the purpose of your trip. The more you know about this place, the harder it is to leave. This time...that's all. You can take the things and treat them as gifts from me. "

Gu Jun and Wu Shiyu looked at each other. Even if the old man couldn't hold back his dream, it would be fine if he took all the things away and didn't give them to them. Why give them?

Are they really fellow villagers? At this time, should I hit the snake and follow it with a stick?

"Can we get more food?" Wu Shiyu asked, "The doctor said that my stomach is naturally larger. Right, Dr. Gu?"

"Yes." Gu Jun nodded, "Her stomach is about 1.6 times the size of an ordinary person..."

The gray-bearded old man looked at the two of them, paused for a while this time, and then said: "She can get an extra piece of bread."

The two of them felt that the old man with gray beard was not very kind, so they just let it go. But you can take more bread. Wu Shiyu was not polite. He went up to pick up some food and drinks from the food bucket and left. These things seemed unusual, and he felt refreshed just by smelling the fragrance.

Then, they took away two complete sets of linen clothes, one for men and one for women, as well as two pairs of leather shoes, both of exotic styles. A kerosene lamp, a small bottle of kerosene, and a weapon each. Gu Jun took a knife, and Wu Shiyu took a bow and arrow, and used them together.

Finally, there is the curse book.

"You are very special." The gray bearded old man personally held the ancient book and handed it to Gu Jun. His voice was still indifferent, but his words were warm: "I have the last word for you. No matter how thoroughly you study any curse book, , that is still an unknowable power, and this one is the same, so be careful with it.”

Gu Jun nodded silently and took the ancient book in his hand, finally getting a whole curse book...

Has the gray-bearded old man Barser ever studied the "Seven Secrets of the Earth"?

"Huh." He walked to the side of the deck with the spell book, took a deep breath, and was about to open it and read it. Wu Shiyu was eating bread and watching.

Love the Plague Doctor.