Plague Doctor

Chapter 302 Some Past Events [Please vote for me, please subscribe]

Regarding this cult video, the Secret Bureau has communicated with fbm, and the reply they received is that the location of the original uploader is still being traced.

What does the video mean? what's the effect? provocative? Declare war?

After watching the video, Gu Jun felt a lump in his throat. The danger was imminent, but he still didn't know what it was.

"I want to talk to Deng Ximei again." He told Tong Ye and the others that this breakthrough should not be left alone any longer.

Now Deng Ximei is still detained in the Magic Ministry base. This time, the operatives escort her to the foot of the forest next to the base, where the two of them still have a private meeting. After Gu Jun took some things and left the medical building, he went to the meeting place. When he arrived, Deng Ximei had already arrived.

The foot of the mountain was completely silent, but she stood beside the dark woods with a calm expression on her face.

The security guard followed the two people farther away. In fact, there were surveillance cameras and sentries everywhere, so it was impossible to escape.

"Ms. Deng, here are some suicide notes." Gu Jun handed her a stack of suicide notes. "They are all suicide notes from people who died in this new Legionnaires' disease plague."

Deng Ximei looked at him and reached out to take it.

In the past two days, she has been allowed to have access to some new information from the outside world and knows the general situation of the plague.

"The death toll worldwide exceeds 2 million." Gu Jun said solemnly, "If every deceased person wrote a suicide note and placed it here, it could drown us like a flood. What do you think, I don't know, but I implore you to think carefully about the current situation and whether you want to do your part."

Deng Ximei silently read one suicide note, then the next.

She read three suicide notes, and her eyes gradually changed. "I watched the video before I came out. It might be the beginning of a sacrificial ceremony..."

"Ms. Deng." Gu Jun called her, and more importantly, whether she could be trusted, "Can you tell me all these things from the beginning?"

Deng Ximei looked at the dark night, paused for a while, and finally there was a hint of determination in her voice: "Okay. After that, I may go crazy like this, and my spirit will never recover, so other... I wish you the best. Good luck to you."

"What do you mean?" Gu Jun asked with a frown, she spoke very seriously.

"Gu Jun." Deng Ximei didn't look at him, her voice became stiff, "You were the only one who left back then, and over the years, you are the only one who left."

Gu Jun felt a chill in his heart, "You mean..."

"Psychic barrier." Deng Ximei suddenly said a word that sounded like the name of a spell. She walked forward, her long black hair blown up by the night wind.

"Once upon a time, there was a girl who had been locked in a cage since she was a child." She said, "Every day she did things she didn't want to do. But the girl knew a kind of psychological technique from another world. She relied on imagining things for herself. Many things and imagining another life have built up a mental barrier to prevent myself from going crazy."

Gu Jun understood, and immediately felt the night wind getting colder, and the early autumn trees around him showed a sense of desolation.

What Deng Ximei said about being taken away by her parents when she was a child and then wandering in the wild for many years was just a spiritual barrier, a dream bubble created by herself.

Once she is asked to fully confess her true experience, it requires her to face her true self...

Sometimes, the most difficult thing for people to face is themselves.

If that layer of mental barrier is broken, she may fall into a kind of mental disorder, because her reality is just crazy and weird.

"Then let's take it slow." Gu Jun breathed out, not completely believing her, but because he didn't want to push the girl to a dead end.

"No, listen." Deng Ximei had already made up her mind, "This is a good season for withering."

"Wait!" Gu Jun called out to her again. Is it mind barrier technology? He thought of something, "I may have another way."

In addition to Zu Geli's dream, he also had a blank dream, which he originally wanted to use to establish a connection with Wu Shiyu. He often needed to chat with Xianyu at work and in life. But now there is no other way. In his sweet dreams, he can better tell whether Deng Ximei is telling the truth or lying.

At the moment, Gu Jun gave Deng Ximei a rough explanation and asked her about a sweet dream.

"Is it a sweet dream?" Deng Ximei pondered for a long time, "In the mountains and fields, all the flowers of the four seasons bloom at the same time."

"No problem, anything in your sweet dream can come true." Gu Jun held her hand and closed his eyes to concentrate. He is not afraid of what she will do. There are snipers watching from a distance, and his consciousness is not completely defenseless...

Perhaps there is indeed a special connection between soul boys, and the process of establishing this dream for Deng Ximei went smoothly.

After a while, in the dilapidated small theater, the only shadow of the audience in the auditorium turned into the appearance of a tall and thin woman.

Deng Ximei turned around and looked at the stage with a slightly surprised expression.

"Miss Deng, can you feel it?" Gu Jun said, and his voice rang in the theater, "Here you can make your consciousness independent, and the impact on your perception will become smaller. It can be said to be another kind of mind. Barrier. Just say what you want to say, and stop once you feel uncomfortable. I don't want to see you go crazy."

"...Yeah." Deng Ximei was silent for a while, then nodded, her beautiful face changing as her thoughts began to swirl.

Here, Gu Jun could clearly feel her melancholy and stubbornness, and what she had experienced...

Deng Ximei looked at the stage

The flowers that were supposed to bloom in different seasons began to speak slowly.

She seemed to be telling him, as if she were telling those flowers, and as if she was telling herself, the self hiding in the barrier of the soul.

"My name is Deng Ximei, and I have been in a den of thieves for as long as I can remember.

I am a spiritual child, and there are also spiritual children around me. We were all ignorant at that time, so we did whatever the thieves asked us to do. Because the soul boy experiment was full of uncertainties, they were not prepared from the beginning to regard the soul boy as the core of the future, but as a tool for them to exploit and sacrifice.

Not every soul boy can be considered successful. There are degrees of success. You are the most successful one, and I am not unimportant.

You gave them words, and after I learned them, I gave them stories.

When I was a child, I had this talent and could write some poems and novels that once existed in that world, which helped them recover a lost civilization.

We knew each other when we were kids, we were really close friends, and we made many promises to each other as children.

Now that I think about it, they all don’t count.

Not long after you left, when I was less than 7 years old, I was taken to the mountains and wilderness, trapped there, feeling the nature with my heart, and using isolation from the world to prolong the inspiration of the soul boy. They hope that I can write more story. I don't hate nature, but I hate people.

My parents...those two people are indeed my parents by blood. But soul children all have identities in another world, so I also have a name called "Ligeia". "Miss Ligeia," that's what my parents usually called me. In fact, I have only seen them a few times over the years.

The older I get and the more I see, the more I doubt whether everything those people do, their malice, madness, hurting others... is really meaningful.

But I hid all these thoughts. I didn't let them notice at all, and I didn't tell them about the mental barrier. I gave myself a layer of protection.

But since I couldn't come up with new stories for a long time, the ordinary stories I made up were of no use. Last year, they tried to get into my head and search it to see if there was anything else of value. They sent my parents to do it.

Because those two people and I are related by blood and have the most special spiritual connection, they are the best able to do this kind of thing.

They asked my parents to take me on a "vacation", which was actually a walk to another mountain forest, hoping to use separate space and intimacy to strengthen the connection.

That night, I had no idea how things would end up..."

Having said this, Deng Ximei's mood was obviously greatly affected. From under her feet, fine cracks spread on the floor in the theater, quickly filling the small theater. The flowers on the stage were withering, and the entire beautiful dream The bubbles began to shake violently.

Gu Jun quickly told her to stop talking because he could feel that what she said was true and all of it was true.

If she hadn't been in a sweet dream, the pain and distortion just now would have been enough to break down the barriers of her mind and then swallow up her will.

But this big collapse may only take one more crack, let alone a storm-like blow.

He knew what happened next that night.

However, Deng Ximei continued to talk, her face becoming more and more weird, with pain, sadness, coldness, pleasure, relief...all mixed together.

"At first, they were very kind, and I seemed to feel a sense of family affection. But soon, when we started the heart-to-heart game, their malice was revealed. They wanted to use a spell to destroy my spirit. Push it all into the darkness, then maybe I'll remember more useful stories...

It was also at that time that I found some information in their minds, including the Secret Bureau, contact points, and the longitude and latitude coordinates that I had just figured out a few days ago.

They wanted to push me into the darkness. My mental barrier saved me from falling into insanity. Then I made a decision.

It was not a sudden impulse or a momentary confusion. It was something I did after thinking about it for a long time and considering all the aspects I knew about it.

I killed my parents and used the ropes they were going to use to tie their hammocks to the trees, and I hung them up.

After that, I left there, ran out of the mountain forest, and ran all the way to the Tianji Bureau and my new life. "

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