Plague Doctor

The sky was so bright that it was a bit dazzling, but there was no sun or other celestial bodies above it, not even clouds, just a clear, bright white.

The sea was still shrouded in fog, and the water was extremely calm. There seemed to be no waves or fish moving. These fogs seem to exist, but also seem not to exist. When I look at the sky, I don't feel hazy, but when I look ahead, it feels foggy.

From the moment Gu Jun stepped onto the deck of the ship, his body seemed to be much lighter, as if he could fly if he wanted to.

But stepping on the deck is real, it doesn't feel like a dream.

He and Wu Shiyu both boarded the ship with a Type 97 automatic rifle. As soon as they got on the ship, they went back to back and swept the muzzles of their guns around.

This ship is very much like a pirate ship from before modern times. There is not much on the fairly spacious wooden deck. There are three wooden masts at the front and rear, some empty barrels without lids, and long and thick hemp ropes. There is a walkway over there. At the entrance to the cabin, the old and black cabin door was ajar, and you could vaguely see a staircase going down behind it.

"Be careful, I feel like we're not the only ones here..." Gu Jun lowered his voice and told Wu Shiyu.

At this time, Wu Shiyu said in surprise: "Your gun."

"So is yours." Gu Jun had already seen it. The rifles in his hands and hers suddenly and quickly melted into a cloud of smoke and then disappeared.

Not only these two rifles, but the two sniper rifles on their backs, the rifles on their waists, grenades, micro missile launchers... and daggers, knives and other cold weapons all melted into mist.

He quickly touched the medical equipment bag at his waist and breathed a sigh of relief. The three Carlop instruments, the scalpel, dissecting scissors and dissecting forceps, were all still there. But when he looked in the big medical bag again, all the ordinary surgical instruments were gone, but the medicines, refrigerated blood bags and syringes were still there.

But look at the tool bag and what I carried on my body: mobile phone, telescope, flashlight, lighter, watch, compass, compressed biscuits, kettle...all gone.

Now the two of them had nothing but a pair of clothes, snow mountain boots, and some medical supplies.

"Okay..." Gu Jun said in a deep voice, "It seems that we have indeed arrived in the dream world."

"Why are these medical supplies still there?" Wu Shiyu couldn't understand.

"I don't know either." Gu Jun shook his head, his hands were empty, and he felt uneasy in his heart. He remembered a passage from Mr. Galde in his diary: "It's very gorgeous there, but it's not a safe world. You can't go in." Whatever you need to bring in, it’s useless.”

This is a dangerous world, and the desert island they are going to has evil believers and ghouls...

Without these guns, spells could not be used casually, and their power suddenly plummeted.

"Take this." Gu Jun handed the dissecting scissors to Wu Shiyu and took the scalpel himself. "It's better than fists."

Wu Shiyu took the dissecting scissors and cut with her fingers, click, click, click. "Suddenly I wanted to cut something," she said.

"Let's go to the cabin and have a look." Gu Jun took the lead and walked forward carefully, listening carefully to the movements around him and sensing...

The two of them approached the door step by step. As they got closer, they could hear some strange neighing sounds coming from the cabin below. It was not just one kind, but many different neighing sounds mixed together. Gu Jun's heart gradually became worried. There seemed to be some kind of creature trapped down here...

While he was focusing his attention on the front, Wu Shiyu, who was responsible for looking behind, suddenly said in shock, "Ah."

Gu Jun looked back and saw that in the direction they were walking, next to the pile of empty barrels, there was suddenly an additional person.

"I just blinked," Wu Shiyu said, "That's what happened."

He was an old man with a shaggy beard, wearing an old linen robe without any decoration or style, covering his thin figure. Although the old man has a human face, he does not look like any other human race on earth. His eyes are sunken, his nose is flat, and his gray beard hangs down to his chest.

The most bizarre thing is that there are many earthworm-like scars on the old man's face, but are they really scars? They look like they are crawling...

Gu Jun winked at Wu Shiyu, turned around and walked back slowly, asking in Chinese: "Hello, old sir? Can you understand our language?"

"In this world, no matter what language, as long as the speaker is willing, the listener can understand it." The gray-bearded old man over there said.

The two people understood this immediately, because the old man obviously spoke a very strange language, not the language of a foreigner, a ghoul or a R'lyeh, but they could understand it. But I want to imitate speaking that language, but I can't speak even a single sentence.

"Old sir, are you...?" Gu Jun asked again.

"You can think of me as the captain of this ship. I receive passengers from all over the world." The gray-bearded old man's expression remained unchanged. "Where do you want to go?"

Gu Jun was thinking about it in his mind and asked, "Can we look at the map?" He wanted to get a rough idea of ​​what the world looked like, if he could figure it out.

"There is no map." The gray-bearded old man still didn't look at them. He just stared blankly ahead. "It's up to you to tell where you want to go."

Gu Jun knew that he would not be fooled, "We are going to a deserted island. According to the coordinates of the world we came from, it is 74°31'12" north latitude and 176° east longitude. "

"Okay..." the old man replied as he said, "I will take you to that place."

Suddenly, the white ship's sails swung and adjusted its direction, and then the ship's speed gradually increased, and the fog was

It seems a bit lighter.

This made Gu Jun feel refreshed. It seemed that he had come to the wrong place. The desert island in his dream was in this world.

"Old sir, why did you just give us a lift?" Wu Shiyu asked repeatedly, "Is this your job? Are you a part-time worker or are you your own boss?"

She asked a lot of questions, and Gu Jun also asked her, but the old man didn't respond as if he hadn't heard anything.

Wu Shiyu lightly shrugged, this old man is too salty to get in.

"Old sir." Gu Jun asked again, with a sincere tone: "The place we went to is a dangerous place, but now we don't even have a weapon, and we are short of food and water. I wonder if you can send us Some? Or tell us what to do?”

"There are a lot of things on the ship." The old man with gray beard spoke again, "But if you want to get it, it depends on the price you can pay."

"Did you take our things just now?" Wu Shiyu moved the dissecting scissors on his hand, wanting to cut off the old man's beard.

"No, that's just the rule of this world." The old man said, "No one from anywhere can bring in what they want. Only some other reasons lead to exceptions."

Gu Jun nodded silently. Based on Mr. Galder's words, it didn't seem like the old man was tricking them.

Then these Kalop equipment and medical supplies are due to other reasons, what reasons?

If you want to get something from the old man, you have to exchange it with something... Is this like a spell...

A few thoughts flashed through his mind, and he asked: "Old sir, can you let us see what you have first?"

"Okay." As soon as the gray bearded old man finished speaking, the surrounding empty barrels suddenly flashed with a dazzling light.

Gu Jun squinted his eyes and saw that these wooden barrels were no longer hollow, and were all filled with various things.

In one barrel were some weapons with unique shapes, including knives, swords, and bows and arrows; in another barrel was wine and food, emitting a strange aroma; and in another barrel were some sundries, such as kerosene lamps, ashtrays, etc. Flint, etc.; but his eyes were attracted by another wooden barrel, where there were some books and scrolls, and there seemed to be curse papers...

Other things may be easy to obtain, but these books have been difficult for him to find, but they may contain some secrets and answers.

Gu Jun couldn't help but his heart beat faster.

At the same time, Wu Shiyu stared closely at the bucket of wine and food.

"So you guys." The gray-bearded old man asked indifferently, "What do you want?"

Love the Plague Doctor.