Plague Doctor

"Gu Jun?"

Catherine felt the shock of Peacock, and couldn't help but wonder. She had never heard of it, so why did Peacock seem to have met a super rock star...

Super rock star? what is that? Peacock felt this thought and really wanted to slap himself to let Catherine know the consequences of disrespecting the heroes of Tianji. Regardless of whether the nightmare person is or not, the heroes of Tianji cannot be used as a casual metaphor!

"I really don't know..." Catherine was troubled, "Is he famous in your circle?"

"He is our god." Peacock felt that if he had to use metaphor, he could only say this.

At the same time, Mo Qing asked anxiously: "Mr. Nightmare Man, what do you mean when you say you are Gu Jun?" Jin Zhuzhu was equally anxious: "Please don't make such a joke with us!" Shuiyu trembled. He said in a voice: "It's just the same name, right?"

They all mentioned it in their minds, is it the same name? I'm nervous about it, but I'm nervous about not being.

Now the five of them all know that they come from an unknown future, but now is the golden age, and the disaster has not yet come.

Gu Jun may not be dead yet, but how is it possible...

Did they rescue him from the Dreamland?

"I am the Gu Jun you know." The nightmare man said in a calm tone, "And this is Wu Shiyu."

What! ? Peacock and Mo Qing, who were already confused enough, looked at the young woman with short black hair and a slender figure. They felt as if they had been electrocuted, and their souls almost flew away.

To use an analogy from Catherine, this feeling is that she has just won a 100 million grand prize and has not yet gone to claim the prize, but was told that she has an inheritance of 100 million yuan from her uncle abroad.

But who is Wu Shiyu?

What makes these five earth wanderers so excited?

Catherine didn't understand, and neither did Tom, Sayles-Wang and others. Which superstar in their circle was it?

Of course, of course! Peacock's heart was beating so fast that he felt uncomfortable. He had to bend down and press his knees with his hands, muttering: "That's the goddess of hope..."

How could these people who grew up in the Golden Age understand what the Goddess of Hope meant to children like them who grew up in Earth City...

In those dark times, just thinking about the goddess of hope is like feeling the mother's gentle soothing and encouraging whisper: Where there is hope, there is light.

The goddess of hope is the beauty of their childhood and the source of courage and hope.

But at this moment, Peacock and Mo Qing were confused. Is this true? Although the woman looked pleasing to the eye, she didn't look like the statues in Dadi City or the portraits circulated among the people. She was a little different. Tall and heroic, the one named Wang Ruoxiang is more like him.

Is this woman who looks much younger than herself the goddess of hope that she longs for?

"Huh?" Wu Shiyu was also confused. The five strangers looked at him with fiery eyes, so he had to ask: "Xianjun, what's wrong with me?"

"Maybe they thought some of Lu Xun's words were said by you." Gu Jun shrugged, "They also thought that others were said by me."

Wu Shiyu understood now, no wonder he felt the famous portraits on the classroom wall, "Okay, let it go."

During the ten seconds when Peacock and the others were shocked, all the Tianji personnel were also surprised, excited and puzzled.

The surprise and excitement was naturally the appearance of Gu Jun, who was not dead! With his return, it's like nothing is invincible.

The doubt is also because of him, why is he wearing a mask? What kind of spell is that mark? Who are the five people next to him, and what are they shouting about?

Everyone did not just wait. Cai Zixuan and Yang Ying, who had regained their mobility, went up together and pulled Wang Ruoxiang over. Although she was the craziest one just now, her consciousness was the first to recover at this time. And Gao Yu, Zhang Chodong and others over there have not yet fully struggled out...

"Peacock, don't think so much now. Things will be figured out later. Now save people first."

Listening to the "Nightmare Man"'s words, the five Peacocks nodded in agreement. They had to perform well, but they couldn't live up to the expectations of the Tianji Hero!

Gu Jun immediately took the five of them, and asked Lou Xiaoning, who had cultivated to the fourth secret and had already come into contact with the power of the source of the scriptures, to also go over, and then put an old seal on these struggling Tianji personnel to purify their spirits. As for those who have not yet completed the Third Secret, there is no need to worry as they do not need to share the effects of the old seal.

"Ah Shuang, come on, feel good..." Lou Xiaoning shouted in pain and pleasure, "This mark is good!!"

Gao Yu and others also shouted like this. Afterwards, they were breathing heavily, their eyes were much clearer, and their muscles were no longer distorted.

However, under Xue Ba's arrangement, except for Lou Xiaoning, these people came back and stayed aside first, not to make any threatening moves.

At the same time, the dozen or so figures in yellow clothes had retreated dozens of steps away.

As for the ordinary people in various positions around the stage, first some people ran towards them shouting for help, and then everyone else ran over. The Jacksons and their daughters ran more resolutely than anyone else. Only by following that mask could they survive!

Among the hundreds of people who came, Cai Zixuan and the others barely maintained order and asked them to stand aside and stop wandering around.

"Sir, it's us!" Mr. Jackson shouted, hoping that he could get closer to their home based on their previous acquaintance.

Gu Jun ignored it and walked towards Mr. Wilde who was on the ground over there. He picked up the blood-stained cloak with the big knife in his hand, but was slightly startled. The cloak was empty...the weird figure just now was not in it. But his eyes were always there

Keep an eye on this side, no one has escaped.

"Huh?" Wu Shiyu was also startled, and Xue Ba, Lou Xiaoning and others all looked at him in surprise.

"Be careful, there is still power behind it..." Wang Ruoxiang, who was sitting on the ground and resting, said in a rustling voice, "Those audiences... I can't explain clearly, but they are not simple phantoms... they are the incarnation of power. The power these people are summoning ...That Mr. Wilde is not simple..."

Recalling the mental experiences she just had, her expression showed pain again, "We can't let that power really come, not even a little bit..."

Everyone looked around, including Gu Jun. They all felt that the weirdness shrouding the place had not dissipated, and the space was still distorted.

Because during the previous period, no matter what happened on the stage, the hundreds of thousands of spectators did not move, and they just watched in silence.

call? Gu Jun remembered what Mr. Wilde said before: "The tattered robes of the King in Yellow will surely obscure this world forever."

The King in Yellow? His heart sank. Zheng Jialiang kept talking about Hastur's lineage and what kind of king... Hastur, the King in Yellow?

"Really, really..." Suddenly, Mr. Wilde's strange voice sounded again.

That deformed old face seemed to appear in the audience, as if there, and as if on the other side, flashing ghostly among hundreds of thousands of figures, but they all bent their short bodies as if bowing, not occupying the space. Any figure.

His annoying voice kept saying: "So that's it, isn't it..."

"What on earth is that guy talking about?" Lou Xiaoning said impatiently, "Yes, yes!"

No one knew it, but Gu Jun had a feeling of approaching danger, and Wang Ruoxiang's rustling voice said: "He is trying to communicate with that force..."

"Really? I haven't seen such a wonderful drama in a long time... But isn't it enough? Death is still missing... Death is the greatest catharsis, and the moment of catharsis is the moment of gaining the soul... Doesn't this drama have a soul? is that so……"

Mr. Wilde's omnipresent voice became increasingly frantic, resounding throughout the vast amphitheater.

"Does it turn out that death is still necessary? Only then can there be a soul!"

Suddenly, a strange song sounded, and next to the dozen or so yellow-clothed figures in the distance, rows of more yellow-clothed figures quickly appeared like images.

These figures formed another huge spiral triangle on the stage, surrounding all of them together with the headless corpses. The ordinary people were immediately shocked and speechless. The members of Tianji and the wanderers on earth all frowned.

Although the phantoms were all wearing ragged yellow cloaks, the cloaks did not cover their faces, but each face was covered with a mask.

The white mask was exactly the one Gu Jun wore on his face.

"Is that so!" cried Mr. Wilde in a frenzied voice, "and let the last act of this drama begin!"

Love the Plague Doctor.