After they left for a while, the police arrived at the scene, looked at the half-dead young man on the ground, waved his hand with disgust, and motioned to the passers-by to come and help.

On the way to the hospital, Rohr chatted with Mr. Tank and learned a little about the play.

It turns out that these actors are all porters at the train station, the most typical bottom of society, and there is not much entertainment they can enjoy on weekdays, and the old amphitheater is one of the few places to go, and it did stage a few good plays in the early years, carrying the few childhood happiness of many of them.

But as the town gradually prospered, there were as many as five theaters in earnest, and a slightly more qualified theater would no longer go to this kind of free amphitheater.

These porters spontaneously organized a super amateur troupe to try to add a little different childhood entertainment to their children.

This scene of Xingchen Jianji was performed by Mr. Tank to his daughter, she has always been a loyal fan of that Jianji, but she is not qualified to go to the regular theater to appreciate the style of idols, so the father pulled a few theater friends and staged a clumsy performance for his daughter.

It's just that I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen, if it wasn't for Luo Er's timely appearance, I'm afraid I would have been beaten today.

They didn't dare to fight back, because the boss who hired them set the rule that if they were brought to the police station for a fight outside, they would be unconditionally fired.

Also a group of poor people.

So when they took out the only money they had and wanted to thank and apologize, Rohr refused.

Upon arriving at the Wonderful Life Sect, Rohr found a priest and asked:

"Is Dr. Wesley available?"

The priest shook his head with a smile:

"He's busy."

Rohr very sensibly stuffed two bills into the enshrinement box next to him.

"He should be available soon."

The priest immediately changed his words.

After waiting in the corridor of the hospital for a while, I saw the strange-tempered doctor from before coming over with an impatient face.

However, as soon as he saw Rohr, he was immediately a little excited, and hurriedly walked over and grabbed his arm.

"Exactly! I was looking for you. ”

Rohr replied with a sneer:

"It just so happens that I have something to trouble you, and my friends accidentally got a little injured......

"Did they attack you too?"

The doctor asked rhetorically.

Rohr nodded.

The doctor's face instantly became much more solemn, and he hurriedly gave several actors a careful examination, and the stethoscope shook his eyes and knocked his knees.

In the end, he asked a few clergymen to come over and take the actors to the next ward to rest.

"Huh? You don't have to, right? Am I feeling okay? ”

"Just give us some ice, we'll have to work at night."

A majestic momentum suddenly erupted from the doctor's body, and with a straight face, he opened his mouth to reprimand:

"Are you a doctor or am I a doctor? I don't even listen to the doctor, do you want to live? ”

The actors were stunned by him and didn't dare to squeak.

The doctor then pulled Rohr into his office, gave him a more thorough examination, and then carefully recorded what happened today, and finally concluded:

"It seems that my diagnosis yesterday was wrong, and this is not an accident, nor is it malicious blackmail."

I can also make this judgment......

Rohr sneered in his heart, and asked:

"Doctor, is something going on?"

The doctor nodded solemnly, then lowered his voice and said:

"You may have been involved in an extraordinary event......"

"Last night, the hospital took in a group of patients, all of whom were mentally contaminated to varying degrees, and before that, they had all fought with people in the street, and they were overturned by a villager who looked like a villager, they are the same people who attacked you yesterday, right?"

"I've been trying to find you, and I've notified the police station, but I didn't expect you to come back in time."

After hearing this, Luo Er also became nervous, he would actually encounter the legendary extremely dangerous extraordinary event?

This kind of incident is generally caused by monsters or holy objects, and may also be caused by certain rituals and techniques, which often require professional transcendents to come forward to deal with, and once ordinary people are involved, it will be very dangerous.

"This ...... How good is that? ”

"Don't be nervous, be calm! Isn't that me? ”

The doctor patted him on the shoulder, then asked:

"Since you have practiced swordsmanship, what level of strength do you have?"

Rohr hesitated for a while, then replied hesitantly:

"Probably...... Possible...... There's barely a fourth-order, right? ”

According to the knowledge learned in the swordsman group, the first-order entry, the second-order apprentice, and the third-order backbone are the level of ordinary people who have not touched the transcendent level, and no matter how powerful they are, they can reach the fourth-order elite, but the highest is the fifth-order senior.

And the assessment that Luo Er participated in that year, the design difficulty was between the second and third orders, although he failed, but then he barely completed it, and it should be too much to get a passing grade, plus more than ten years of non-stop practice, it should be too much to say that the fourth order should also be too much, right?

However, he was still a little weak-hearted, this doctor was a transcendent person, and he had carefully examined his body, and he would probably find that he was bragging.

Fortunately, the doctor believed him, nodded, and said:

"Fourth-order words, you also have the ability to participate, you come with me."

With that, he took Rohr to the inpatient department at the back of the hospital and came to a small courtyard that was specially isolated.

Before Rohr could get closer, he heard a tumult from inside, laughing, crying, screaming, and wailing.

When he got closer, he saw that the couple who had misunderstood him yesterday, the loan shark and others who had asked him for a debt, were tightly tied to the hospital bed with a two-finger-wide cow belt, some of them were struggling, some were convulsing, some were whispering, and some were roaring loudly.

Everyone has a variety of expressions on their faces, as if the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of the world have been gathered on them.

"This is spiritual pollution?"

Rohr asked in a low voice.

"Well, their minds and consciousness are confused, their eyes are full of all kinds of hallucinations, and they are gradually losing themselves, and if they are not relieved, they will completely fall into madness."

The doctor replied.

"What should I do?"

Instead of shirking the blame, Rohr volunteered.

The doctor nodded slightly, as if appreciating his enlightenment, and said something in his mouth, blessing him with a magic spell.

Before his death, a faintly flickering translucent barrier lit up.

I've been buffed?

The doctor then handed him another wooden stick and continued:

"You get a little closer to them and take a look, I want to see if there will be any changes, you must be careful, you can give priority to self-protection."