Plague Doctor

As this morning is no longer early in the morning, the dark clouds in the sky are fading, and on the mountain road full of maple leaves in Shidong Mountain, there are gradually more tourists.

Among them were a group of high school students such as Peng Hui and Zhang Guorui, who went out to climb the mountain on weekends, but only halfway through the climb, a few girls in the same group complained with laughter: "It's so tiring." "How long will it take to climb." Ah." "Don't worry, we haven't reached the mountainside yet!"

At this time, it was still all people who went up the mountain, and no one came down from the mountain.

Still thinking about it, suddenly, they saw from the mountain road above, a figure of a stout man hurried down panting. In the autumn, the man was covered in sweat, with a gray-black suit on his body. His tracksuit was soaked, too, with some mud-like stains.

The man looked as if he had slammed his head into the river, his forehead seemed to be broken, and there was some blood, and his sportswear was also stained with a few bloodstains.

When the stout man walked past them hurriedly on the mountain steps, there was also a strong smell of blood in the air.

Peng Hui has always had allergic rhinitis. He was flushed by the smell, and he sneezed immediately. His nose was very uncomfortable. "What kind of smell is this..." He couldn't help but murmured. The meat stall didn't have such a great taste when passing by.

Thinking of the meat stall, Peng Hui turned to look back at the fat man who was going down the mountain, and some messy memory images flashed before his eyes.

The owner of the meat stall raised his butcher's knife aloft, and chopped it down at a piece of bright red pork on the cutting board. With a loud bang, the pork was cut in half, another knife, another knife, the meat was chopped, and blood flowed from the blade. , onto the chopping board, splashed on the butcher's body...

"Did that person fall into the river?"

"Where did this mountain come from? I guess it fell into a small ditch."

"Is it here to go fishing? It's unlucky..."

While talking in a low voice, everyone continued to take their steps to the top of the mountain steps.

Therefore, it is best not to climb the mountain alone to explore. There are often ALICE friends who have such an accident. Some lucky people were rescued, and some unlucky ones died. It is not that there has been such news. Fortunately, the man didn't fall hard. If he broke a bone or something, he would have to call firefighters to save people.

After Zhang Guorui and the others wentssip for a few words, they put the matter behind them, but Peng Hui still felt a little uncomfortable.

He looked back several times, until he could no longer see the stout figure in sportswear.

Deng, Deng, Deng...

The footsteps that landed on the mountain steps were messy and heavy, the breath was heavy, and blood dripped on the dark yellow maple leaves on the steps.

Tan Jinming walked very fast under his feet. This speed stemmed from the extreme panic in his heart, and there was something buzzing in his blank mind.

What have I done, what have I done... how could this happen, how could this happen... Zibo and the others...

No, you don't need to blame yourself, you did nothing wrong, not at all.

You are just doing what the world has always been doing, and they are doing it too, everyone is like that.

The weak eat the strong, this is the truth, this is the true face of the world...

"Ah!" Tan Jinming covered his head in pain, "Go away, go away!" He wanted to drive away this voice, but he didn't want to hear it anymore, it was this voice that hurt him like that, it was this voice that said what to do Do this, it's the voice that pushes him...

Yeah? I'm not pushing you, I'm just letting you see what you really think.

You have suppressed yourself for many years. In fact, you don’t like people calling you fat at all. You didn’t like it since you were a child. When you were a kid, every time you heard your classmates call you that, you were upset and you wanted them to shut up. You get used to it later. The so-called "habit" is actually just to make yourself feel better...

In fact, it's not that you don't care, you just give up your resistance, you admit defeat.

Am I wrong? Didn't you feel the taste of winning just now? You still have a desire to win...

"Go away..." Tan Jinming pressed his head even harder with both hands, and his hands were about to dig into his head to pull out the voice. His face was already blushing, and he stepped on a step and almost rolled down the mountain. Tan Jinming stopped, panting, suddenly wanted to cry, crying loudly.

In front of me, there are some scenes that just happened flickering, and panic and tragic cries echoed in my ears again.

"Fat Ming! Fat Ming...! Don't!"

I don't know where the strength comes from, it's so big, and there's no room for it. The two tall, middle-aged men were both twisted up with one hand, and smashed against the rocks in the ravine. They were dazed and unable to get up. baby.

They have no power to fight back, they lost, and if they want to blame themselves for losing, they have no power to fight back...

Bang, bang, bang!

The heavy crash was the sound of the head hitting the jagged boulder. One after another, blood spurted out, and then the minced meat also splashed.

The sound of running water in the mountain stream is still gurgling, but there is more blood in the clear water flow, falling from the sky, dissolving on the water surface, and dispersing.

Another thing fell, a broken eyeball.

"No, no..." Tan Jinming choked up, staring blankly at the cloudy sky, the unextinguished light still illuminated some unsubmerged memories, he and Wang Zibo University, joking with each other and hurting each other , graduating, going out to work...

I have already said that when Wang Zibo gets married, he will be the best man.

If he is fat, he is also married.

One day, Wang Zibo was also indispensable in the best man group.

After becoming a social animal, there are not a few classmates who still have contact with each other. Even if they like each other in the circle of friends, they are just tacit and perfunctory. But he is different from Wang Zibo, he still has contact and comes out to play together from time to time, because he is a real friend...

"Ah, get out of here!" Tan Jinming grabbed his head, the more he thought about it, the more painful it became, he wanted to break his head.

It is pain and remorse for what you have done, and panic and panic about the consequences that will be borne.

I don't want that, I definitely don't want that, I never thought to treat Zibo that way, and...and others...

More fragments of memory flashed in front of their eyes, accompanied by the crying of the girls, they were frightened and paralyzed, and they wanted to run away...

However, none of them escaped.

Tan Jinming can't understand how he can chase so fast, that's not the speed he can have at all, it's impossible, he's just a fat man, he runs a few steps and breathes, and climbs a few stairs, he can't catch up. so fast……

Why? Why would you belittle yourself, will it make you feel better?

Kneeling in a very low position, with nothing, there is nothing to lose, so there is no pressure to compete.

Because you give up competition, you give up on yourself.

But that was before, "Fat Ming", it was before. You are different, you can be different.

"Go away...ah..." Tan Jinming almost fell to his knees on the ground, already crying bitterly. He wanted to hit his forehead against the stone slabs built into the mountain steps. He couldn't take it anymore and didn't want to hear this sound anymore. , that wasn't his idea, no...

Of course, his demeanor made the tourists passing by beside him puzzled. A group of tourists walked over muttering, perhaps thinking that they had encountered a drunk or mentally ill.

A kind-hearted eldest sister in another group of tourists walked up and asked, "Hello? What's the matter? Is there anything uncomfortable? Would you like to call someone for you?"

"I..." Tan Jinming paused for a while, then ran down the mountain without saying anything, panic filled his body, dazed and scared.

Many people here have seen me... There are surveillance cameras at the entrance to the foot of the mountain, and they were all photographed. I came with Zibo and the others...

Also, I was in Zibo's car on the road, and the dash cam on the car was all photographed along the way.

After running for a while, Tan Jinming's footsteps slowed down. It was impossible to escape where he could go.

escape? Why run away? How long have you been running away? Think of something else, you can't just do this.

Tan Jinming looked around, the cold mountain wind pierced through his clothes and penetrated into his flesh. He felt that everything was empty for a while. He had made a big mistake, a big mistake that could not be forgiven and irreversible. There was no way to do it. Damn... just, just...

Tears welled up in his eyes, Tan Jinming took out the phone in his pocket with trembling hands, and the phone case was stained with blood.

He pressed the screen, choked up, and sent a message to his mother: "Mom, I'm sorry, I didn't want to do that" and then another message to Dad: "Dad, I'm sorry, I didn't want to do that"

After the post, Tan Jinming turned around and walked towards the edge of the mountain steps. Except for some small intersections, the stone steps from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain were accompanied by stone guardrails.

However, the guardrail is not high enough that an adult can turn over it with a single step, and this section of the road is outside the guardrail on the east side, which is a valley lingering with smoke all day long. This has happened before. Tourists sit on the guardrail to take pictures but accidentally roll over and fall down, falling to the bottom of the mountain and dying.

At this time, Tan Jinming was standing on the edge of the guardrail, pressing his hands on the guardrail, propped up his feet, and was about to jump over the guardrail.

Suddenly, his right hand suddenly clenched the railing, but his expression showed fear, this, this...

When Tan Jinming was just beginning to be suspicious, he raised his right hand and grabbed his hair, pulling it violently. Tan Jinming suddenly screamed in pain. He wanted to let go of his right hand, but he was completely unable to control it. Instead, he pulled even more. worked hard.

At a strange angle, this right hand looked like he was grabbing his own scalp, walking back and leaving the edge of the guardrail.

"Ah..." Tan Jinming was still screaming in pain, the blue veins on his face protruded from the pain, and his two eyeballs were rapidly congested and turned red.

He felt that his right hand no longer belonged to him, this right hand had life, it was that voice...

That voice became more real and clear, speaking to him, in his mind:

Hello, negative selection.

Love the plague doctor.