Plague Doctor

Under the dark night, the barking of dogs became more and more urgent, and the noisy yelling and cursing of those men became closer and closer.

Gu Juncai had just eaten two fried eggs and hadn't even finished a piece of bread. He hadn't even inquired about the situation in Arkham or Innsmouth when these bastards came. He was really angry. Asked: "Mr. Joyce, do you have a gun here?"

"What?" Mr. Joyce was stunned after hearing this. He didn't expect him to be so tough, but now is not the time to be tough. "They have a numerical advantage! And boy, if we fight here and hurt someone, things will be really bad." If it gets too big, you will never be able to leave this town."

"Is there any way to call the police?" Although Gu Jun knew that it was unlikely to be possible.

"I don't have a phone here!" Mr. Joyce became anxious. "Even if the police come, do you think they will help you, a foreigner from the East? Don't be stupid, they will only help those outside to create a plot to kill you." No excuse. Come on, come with me, you hide in the basement first."

"Do they know you have a basement here?" Gu Jun asked with a frown, put on his backpack, and followed the old man to the stairs inside the house.

"I won't let them search!" Mr. Joyce said urgently, opening the basement door next to the stairs.

"No..." Gu Jun shook his head. A place like the basement cannot be entered casually. "I'd better hide in the woods outside the house."

"There's a dog outside!" the old man said excitedly, but once he saw the other person's calm look, he knew he couldn't say anything. "Forget it, go to the second floor quickly, hide yourself, and be smart."

The second floor was still empty, so Gu Jun quickly climbed up the wooden stairs to the second floor. But after walking a few steps, he hurriedly turned around and called Mr. Joyce who was about to go out: "Over there in the kitchen! There are two Dishes." The old man could understand and immediately ran back to the kitchen to clean up. At the same time, the group of people outside had already arrived in front of the house.

"Old Joes, take that infidel and get out!"

"You can't hide it today!"

They were yelling and cursing, and after finishing cleaning up, the old man walked towards the door and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Who the hell is making such a noise!"

On the other side, Gu Jun reached the second floor of the house. The light was dim, so he naturally did not turn on the light.

It's still a simple and old environment, with a living room, corridor, and three rooms. He walked lightly and looked around, preparing to find a place to hide, and also paying attention to the noise outside. Mr. Joyce insisted that he had not brought anyone back, and those people wanted to enter the house to search. The old man yelled at them to get out, if they dared to break in. The house killed them all.

At this time, Gu Jun looked at some photo frames and picture frames on the corridor wall.

That was a family photo, of a slightly younger Mr. Joyce, a middle-aged woman, and a young man. They were still a happy family at that time. And those paintings are oil paintings, and they are all farm landscape paintings. I don’t know who painted them or bought them.

Suddenly, Gu Jun's eyes flickered dimly, his head suddenly cracked and hurt, and he felt that strange feeling again...

"This ability to travel... seems to be ready to be activated again..."

His headache was worse, much more painful than the previous one. He didn't know if it was because he didn't want to leave. All kinds of emotions and spirits rushed together, and his whole body felt a little rigid.

No, I don't want to leave yet. Gu Jun tried to control it, but he still couldn't figure out what was going on. It was like getting in a car that didn't know where it was going. What if he traveled back to the wasteland after the nuclear explosion? Or the icy Arctic or Antarctic? That would definitely be a hundred times worse than the current situation...

Arkham and Innsmouth, he has not yet visited these two places where his home world does not exist. He doesn’t know if he can come back after leaving.

And old man Joyce, this matter is not over yet...

The quarrel outside the house got louder, and Mr. Joyce drove the group away without a few words. They insisted that there were heretics hiding in the house. A man cursed harshly: "Old Joes, there are rumors Is it true? What kind of deal did you have with the Innsmouth people to kill your son and mother-in-law? You sold them to the devil!"

"How dare you!" Mr. Joyce was furious, his voice trembling with anger, "You son of a bitch, how dare you..."

"Old man, I'm sorry we have to do this, for this town!"

There was a sound of fighting, and the old man's barking and dog barking were very confusing, but soon the old man just gasped and yelled that he wanted to kill them, and it was obvious that he was being held down. With a bang, the door of the house was kicked open, and some people rushed in, "You go over there, let's go upstairs and have a look!"

Damn... why is it at this time...

Gu Jun felt that he was losing control of his body, and every muscle in his body became strong and spasmed.

There was a thud, thump, thump, the wooden planks of the stairs were stepped on, and the smell of country men's sweat had already filled the air. They were cursing something.

"Infidels, devils, come out!"

"You can't hide it, we are not Innsmouth, there is no place for you blasphemers!"

Gu Jun had a splitting headache. It was like this in the wasteland, and it was like this here. It was like wherever I went, there was chaos and death...

Suddenly, he saw the dividing cross symbol again, appearing in a farmland landscape painting on the wall, flickering with light. It was also at this time that he fell forward because he couldn't hold himself up and bumped into these picture frames and photo frames.

The moment those men walked out of the stairs, his whole body was pulled into the landscape painting by a force.

Bang, the picture frame fell to the ground, and the light disappeared.

"He's here, he's here!"

"Old guy, he said he didn't hide anyone in his family!"

The men hurriedly followed the movement and rushed to the corridor. They searched all three rooms, then the second floor, the first floor, the basement, and then the small farm, but they could not find any trace of an Oriental. , no one can be found, and no weird things can be found.

This group of short, fat or stout men looked at each other. Their hunting dogs should not be wrong...

Mr. Joyce was also at a loss. Where is the person? Did he jump off the second floor and hide in the woods behind? But I've looked for it, but there's no trace of it.

Although he was confused, the old man pretended to be confident on the surface, and he must have been hiding it well, "I told you, I'm not hiding anyone here! You bastards, just come to my house and beat my dog, Search my house and accuse me of being associated with heretics, you bastards!”

Everyone scratched their heads, feeling embarrassed. They could only turn around and throw their anger at the hunting dogs. Why did they end up chasing poor old Joes?

Love the Plague Doctor.