Plague Doctor

"The plague is coming, the plague is coming..."

The sunset had just set from the sky, and a voice kept ringing in Zhou Haorui's heart, and emotions of desolation and madness surged into his heart.

The crow mark on his right wrist also began to heat up slightly, accompanied by a trace of indescribable pain.

If it weren't for this mark, he might have thought that what happened that night was all a nightmare, that he really just had bone hyperplasia, that the lingering voice was some kind of auditory hallucination, that he was under too much stress recently, There's something wrong with the nerves.

"Haorui, what's wrong?" Wei Ziyang next to him asked.

The cafeteria of Dahua Polytechnic was bustling with people. Zhou Haorui and his dorm mates Wei Ziyang and Wang Jiaqi were at the same dining table. Li Hui never got along with them. Wei Ziyang looked at him and asked with concern, "Haorui, you've been feeling very lethargic lately. Your neck hasn't healed yet?"

"It's much better..." Zhou Haorui continued to eat, enduring the pain in his wrist and the sound in his heart.

His cervical spine and shoulders are indeed much better, his range of motion has recovered, and there are no new bones in other parts of his body. Only the ridges on the back shoulders on both sides were left, and there was still a vague strange feeling. It was unclear whether it was caused by the "petrified disease" or the crow.

The plague is coming, the plague is coming...

But that sound has become a kind of mental torture.

"Have you ever tried it?" Zhou Haorui asked them with a frown, "There is a voice that keeps ringing in my heart?"

"Yes." Wei Ziyang was a little angry when he said it. "A BGM I listened to while watching short videos two days ago has been ringing in my head all night. Oops, now that I think about it, it's ringing again." Wei Ziyang I patted my head helplessly, trying to get rid of that BGM quickly.

Wang Jiaqi also has this depressing experience, "Sometimes I get annoyed when my own voice keeps ringing in my head. I want it to stop, but it's still there."

"I've been like this recently..." That's all Zhou Haorui could say, "There's a sound that keeps ringing, and I feel like... I'm going crazy..."

"I've checked before and it's a symptom of neurasthenia." Wei Ziyang said, "Don't stay up late. Go to bed early these days."

"I also want to go to bed early, but you guys refuse to go to bed before twelve o'clock every day. Why is it so early?" Zhou Haorui said helplessly.

Wei Ziyang and Wang Jiaqi laughed and talked about other topics. They were unwilling to go to bed early just to accommodate Zhou Haorui and continue to eat chicken at night.

Zhou Haorui didn't say anything else. In fact, even if his roommates were willing to go to bed early, he wouldn't be able to sleep. He knew where this sound came from...

Thirteen days have passed since that night, and except for this sound, the crow has not appeared again.

But there is a cold tenacity hidden in the calmness of this voice. The plague is coming, sad but not afraid, it is the crow.

After dinner in the cafeteria, the night had completely fallen. Zhou Haorui did not go back to the dormitory immediately. He wanted to study in the library. However, like the past ten nights, as the night became darker, the pain caused by the old crow mark became more and more severe. , the greater the impact that sound has on my mind.

Walking on the campus road, Zhou Haorui looked around blankly, feeling that the lights of the street lights were dim, and the pale light of the stars and moon was gradually being deprived of him.

The plague is coming, the plague is coming...

"What do you want from me?" Zhou Haorui finally couldn't help it and asked around again, "Say, tell."

He felt like Faust who had provoked the devil, whose sole purpose was to steal his soul.

There was no response, and the voice in my head didn't change or stop. It just continued to play over and over again like a tape recorder. Several girls walking by looked at him, probably thinking that he was out of love and was acting out here.

Zhou Haorui took a long breath, still looking around, looking for the crow figure in the darkness, "Are you training me? Training my mental power?"

He knows about "mental power". Parapsychology has never been a secret among the people, and Tianji University tests this when enrolling students. He also knows about global training - there are rumors that Tianji University has this training, and he even does it himself. I tried it, but unfortunately it didn't produce any results.

The reason why he enrolled in chemistry was because he was fascinated by the occult and wanted to be an alchemist.

Although he has been tortured a lot in the past ten days and is mentally exhausted, is it possible that this is the training given to him by the crow...

"Is that so?" Zhou Haorui asked softly. Crow said that he wanted to increase his strength. Was it training?

It was out of this idea, and the crow didn't seem to be bad... He was involved in a murder case, otherwise he would have called the Tianji hotline.

The plague is coming, the plague is coming...

"Ah..." Zhou Haorui suddenly grabbed his head anxiously, trying to hit the wall with his head, trying to dig in with his hands to pull out the sound.

He really felt like he was going crazy, both mentally and physically. Because he couldn't sleep well for more than ten days in a row, his temples on both sides went from swollen to tight. Now his whole brain was groggy and he could feel multiple nerves. Like a string that is constantly being tightened and is about to break.

Does parapsychology really have such a training method...

It is said that an important manifestation of improved mental power is that you are more energetic, can concentrate more easily, and have a stronger perception of things.

Just like when a child saw a spring tree covered with new buds and green leaves, he would feel that it was a paradise-like beauty.

But now Zhou Haorui is getting more and more excited every day

He was irritated. Looking at the spring trees was like looking at withered, broken, and yellow hellish things. He could hardly hold on any longer.

The plague is coming, the plague is coming...

"Ah!" Zhou Haorui shouted violently, ignoring the strange looks of passers-by around him. At this moment, there was a sharp pain like tearing in his brain. Suddenly, it was no longer just that sound, but also some quick flashes. The fragments of light and shadow that he couldn't grasp put more pressure on his nerves, and he felt like he was about to collapse.

A voice begging for mercy gradually arose in his heart: Crow, Crow, let me go, I don't want to be exposed to supernatural powers anymore...

All he wants now is to have a good sleep.

But there was also a stubbornness in his heart that suppressed the voice begging for mercy.

That's a stubbornness that even Zhou Haorui himself didn't quite understand before: Hold on, hold on, I don't believe it...

Under the cover of night, Zhou Haorui murmured about chemistry knowledge points, thermodynamic temperature, ideal gas equation of state... everything while walking back to the dormitory.

And that sound continued to sound.

The plague is coming, the plague is coming...

Love the Plague Doctor.