Chapter 272

Dada, there is the sound of a carriage moving on the mud road, and it is like the sound of a car driving on the road.

In the burst of pain, Gu Jun felt as if he was rising, as if floating away, the darkness around was replaced by a phantom, as if entering an abyss.

Am I dead Am I swallowed by the son of doom

Gu Jun is not sure about this problem. Has he suppressed that dark force? Do you see the illusion or go where? He's not sure.

But gradually, he could see more clearly.

The sky was dark and smelly. It was a wooden cart pulled by two big horses. Four wheels were rolling along the muddy road. A driver was sitting in the front of the truck. There was a corpse truck on the car.

Whether it was the coachman or those corpses, the style of their clothes all showed their identity. They were different scholars.

"Is this an illusion of a strange world Or Langdon's memory? "

Gu Jun seemed to see other different scenes in a trance. It was a yellow bus. Looking through the window from the outside, he saw that the driver was a man in air tight protective clothing, and the car was full of sitting and lying bodies.

The bodies were all dressed by ordinary people, some were rotting, some were still coughing blood It's not a corpse, it's a dying man

"This is A view of the earth's world? When did it happen? "

He remembered that he had never seen this scene on his way to Jiangxing Town, Shanhai city. What happened in the future? Or now?

There are also people who deal with the bodies, rather than letting them rot in a twisted way on the road It should not be the time after the end of the world.

Suddenly, the bus turned into a carriage and the road into a mud road. He heard a simple voice saying:

"Sir, I'm afraid of your jokes. I was afraid of it a few days ago. But in just a few days, my wife died, all my three children died, but I was still alive, but not a few days. It's nothing to be afraid of when I think that I will die of hemoptysis, and that everyone will die of hemoptysis. "

It was the coachman who was talking. The corpse truck was parked on the road.

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

The coachman's tone was a self mocking smile. He was already in tears. He looked back at the corpses in the car, "but I'm the only one. I know all these people in the car. They are all on the street. I can't let them rot there and become food for wild dogs or monsters. I can get, I can get Bury them all, even in the most humble pit. "

"I will still pray for them, whether the goddess of life exists or not, whether she cares about us or not If I think about it, I'll drive myself crazy, and I can't even bury them. "

The coachman sobbed and wiped his tears. "Don't blame yourself, sir. A lot of people blame you, saying that Dr. karope has let everyone down. But I think, ah, it's the doctors who can cure some diseases and can't cure some diseases. It's the gods who can cure all the diseases and save everyone. I've only seen doctors, I've never seen gods. "

"I don't know the gods, but I know that Dr. kalop is good My eldest son was qualified to be like you, but now it's gone

Dada, a whip, a horse's hoof, the wheel of the mud splash, the car continues to move forward.

Yes, it's gone. Gu Jun seems to have some definite memory experience.

The whole street, the whole city, the whole city were swept away by hemoptysis and all died.

Nine out of ten people who haven't died are crazy. There are not many people like that driver, but There are still, there are

The plague brings not only death, but also extreme fear. Living in this world full of fear, people's strange behavior will naturally increase, even in those places that have not become epidemic areas, people are also dominated by this emotion.

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

In the once busy street, there are few pedestrians, and everyone is wearing a thick mask, looking flustered and walking in a hurry

"Ah Suddenly, there was a scream. It was just that someone saw a passer-by wearing white clothes like a white coat. People in the street suddenly as if in the body of poison gas, panic to flee away, there is a doctor! If there is a doctor, there may be an epidemic.

His headache is even worse. Is it a headache Or is self-consciousness dissipating

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

Is this an illusion of where in the middle ages of Europe?

"Ellie, come on, we have to go!" The voice of the woman in linen was faintly heard again. Watching the carriage coming, the villagers of this small village all became terrified. With the cursed plague, the doctor would only have the terrible plague.A villager ran in the street and roared, "no, no..."

"God, merciful God, help us!" Some villagers immediately knelt down on the mud ground, raised their hands to the sky to pray, crying and begging God to forgive him and the village's sins, "we are all your people, we all live to this day because of your blessing, please continue to be merciful!"

Such villagers are not a few, but most people kneel down like this.

Let Gu Jun some difficult to understand whether they are in a kind of delirium.

But there are also those apparently crazy people walking around, some tearing off their clothes, some smearing mud on their faces, some whipping themselves, and yelling: "coming! Its trial is coming! No one can escape! "

These poor people, mean people, crazy people, under the black death are all bad will, all kinds of ugly

Is this the case? Gu Jun's pain is almost explosive, is it all these disgusting filth?

But he thought of the strange man, the coachman In those days when the family of the coachman was still alive and the driver was scared to death, the coachman was one of those who knelt on the mud and begged the gods for mercy.

Among the villagers in the middle ages and the passers-by in modern cities, there are also such rickshaw pullers.

"Ellie, go, go, go, go!" The woman in linen howled and was caught by the snare thrown out by the plague doctor.

The little braided girl named Ellie ran forward in the wilderness, panting and running for death.

Gu Jun feels that he is following and catching up. She can't die, she can't

www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!