Plague Doctor

Click, click, click, there was the sound of a carriage moving forward on the dirt road, or the sound of a car driving on the highway.

In the bursting pain, Gu Jun felt like he was rising and drifting away. The darkness around him was replaced by phantoms, as if he was entering an abyss.

Am I dead...am I swallowed by the Son of Doom...

Gu Jun was not sure about this question. Did he suppress the dark power? Did he see a hallucination or was he going somewhere? He wasn't even sure.

But gradually, he could see more clearly.

The dark sky was filled with stench. It was a wooden transport truck pulled by two tall horses. The four wheels rumbled on the muddy road. There was a driver sitting in the front of the truck, and the truck was full of stacks of goods. There are corpses, this is a corpse truck.

Whether it was the coachman or the corpses, the style of their clothes showed their identity as Yiwen people.

"Is this an illusion from a foreign world...or is it Langton's memory?"

Gu Jun seemed to see another different scene in a trance. It was a yellow bus. Looking in through the window from the outside, he saw that the driver was a person wearing an air-tight protective suit, and the bus was full of people. Seated and lying corpses.

Those corpses were all dressed in ordinary people's clothes, some were rotting, and some were still coughing up blood... Those were not corpses, they were dying people...

"Is this... a scene from the Earth world? When did it happen?"

He remembered that he had not seen this scene on the way to Jiangxing Town, Shanhai City that day. Could it happen in the future? Or now?

There were also people who disposed of the corpses instead of letting them rot in a twisted shape on the road... It shouldn't be the time after the world was destroyed.

Suddenly, the bus turned into a carriage again, the road turned into a dirt road, and he heard a simple voice say:

"Sir, I'm not afraid of your jokes. I was afraid too. A few days ago I was scared to death. But in just a few days, my wife died and all three of my children died. I am the only one who is still alive, but I am not afraid. A few days to live. When I think that I will die from coughing up blood, and everyone will die from coughing up blood, there is nothing to be afraid of."

It was the driver who was talking, and the body truck stopped on the road.

"After I'm not afraid anymore, I want to do something, but I'm just a farmer. I don't know anything except dealing with the fields."

The coachman's tone was filled with a self-deprecating smile, but he was already in tears as he spoke. He looked back at the corpses in the car, "But it's just me. I know all the people in the car, they are all on the same street. Yes, I can't let them rot there and become food for wild dogs or monsters. I have to, I have to... bury them all, even if it's just the simplest pit."

"I will still pray for them, no matter whether the goddess of life exists or not, no matter whether she cares about us... If I care about this, I will definitely drive myself crazy, and I won't even be able to bury them."

The coachman choked and wiped his tears, "Sir, don't blame yourself. Many people blame you, saying that Dr. Carlop has let everyone down. But I think it is the doctor who can cure some diseases and cannot cure others. It is God who cures all diseases and saves everyone. I have only seen doctors, never God.”

"I don't know God, but I know Dr. Carlop is good... My eldest son originally had the qualifications like you, but now they are gone, gone..."

Click, click, click, the whip was waved, the horse's hooves were raised, the soil kicked up by the wheels was splashing, and the corpse truck continued to move forward.

Yes, no more. Gu Jun seems to have had some exact memory experiences.

Whole streets, whole districts, and whole houses of the city were swept away by hemoptysis, and they all died.

Those who are not dead are probably crazy. There are not many people like that coachman, but... there are still some, there are still...

The plague brought not only death, but also extreme fear. Living in such a world full of fear, people will naturally behave more and more strangely. Even in places that have not yet become epidemic areas, people are dominated by this emotion.

Gu Jun was in a trance, and seemed to see some scenes of modern cities.

On the once lively streets, there are few pedestrians, and everyone is wearing a thick mask, looking panicked and walking in a hurry...

"Ah!" Suddenly there was a scream. It was just someone seeing a passerby wearing white clothes that looked like a white coat. People on the street suddenly felt as if they were being exposed to poisonous gas, and fled away in panic. There was a doctor! If there is a doctor, then there may be an epidemic.

His headache is getting worse. Is it a headache... or is his self-consciousness dissipating...

The scene changed again, another kind of dirt road in the wilderness, another kind of carriage, the one carrying several plague doctors in black hats and black clothes.

Is this an illusion from somewhere in the European Middle Ages?

"Ellie, hurry up, we have to go!" The panicked voice of the woman in linen clothes came faintly again. Seeing the arrival of the carriage, the villagers in this small village all became terrified. The cursed plague doctor would only be accompanied by the terrible plague.

Some villagers immediately ran on the street and shouted, "No, no..."

"Oh God, merciful God, save us!" Some villagers immediately knelt on the dirt, raised their hands to the sky and prayed, crying and begging God to forgive him and the village for their sins, "We are all yours." People, we have all lived until now because of the blessings you bestowed upon us, please continue to be merciful!"

There were not a few villagers like this, but most of them knelt down like this.

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It is difficult to understand whether they are falling into a kind of delirium.

But there were also clearly crazy lunatics walking around, some tearing off their clothes, some smearing mud on their faces, some beating themselves with whips, shouting loudly: "It's coming ! Its judgment is coming! No one can escape!"

These poor people, despicable people, crazy people, all have bad will and all kinds of ugliness under the Black Death...

Is that so, Gu Jun's pain is almost exploding, is it all these disgusting filthiness?

But then he thought of the alien coachman... In those days when the coachman's family was still alive and the coachman was still scared to death, the coachman must have been one of the people who knelt on the dirt and begged the gods for mercy.

Among these medieval villagers and among the passers-by in modern cities, there must be such cart drivers.

"Ellie, go quickly, go faster!" the woman in linen clothes cried out, her body being caught by the noose thrown by the plague doctor.

The little girl with braids named Ellie ran forward in the wasteland. She was breathing heavily and kept running. Was it death she was running towards?

Gu Jun felt like he was following behind, chasing after her. She couldn't die, couldn't...

Love the Plague Doctor.