Chapter 252: The Old Man with a Withered Face [Asking for a Monthly Pass, Asking for a Subscription]

The light inside the lighthouse was gloomy, and Gu Jun looked at the line of blood on the staircase wall, his eyes narrowed, and his hand holding the rifle was tight.

The first time he came into contact with this sentence, he wasn't sure when it was, was it at the bottom of Longkan? Or childhood?

The first time he saw the sequence of memories was an illusion triggered in the school lab, where he saw a line of blood on the wall of a dilapidated lab.

He later tested his subconscious in the personality test of the Tianji Bureau, and wrote this line of blood words himself.

[The fruit of darkness grows from the abyss of eternity, and the worms of death will last with heaven and earth for a long time]

Gu Jun walked over cautiously and saw it more clearly, that is, it was smeared with bloody sputum, judging from the sputum traces, it should have only been applied for a few days.

"Let's go up and have a look." Gu Jun's voice was already sand sinking, the next life will be, Laisheng will ......

What are you going to do this time, and why are you creating a disaster? Don't you think you're a foreigner, and don't you know what kind of suffering a foreigner has experienced...... Why do you inflict suffering on the world? Get you back? What Old Dominators are calling? Or is it just crazy?

There was no sound of footsteps stepping on the stone staircase, but the sound of the friction and collision of the protective clothing during the walk was very harsh in this silent environment.

Gu Jun walked in front, and the peacocks followed behind, walking down this spiral staircase to the upper floor.

The stone steps of this staircase were very narrow and there were not many steps, but Gu Jun remembered the one he had walked under the altar outside the city of Hawk City.

The higher he went, the more strange a feeling came through his mind, as if there were a lot of mixed voices filling his ears......

"Did you hear that?" Gu Jun frowned, like a group of children singing a ballad.

"Nope." Peacock wondered, and the others didn't hear anything.

Is it an illusion? Gu Jun was more vigilant and continued to walk up to the second floor of the lighthouse, which was still vacant, with no people and sundries.

But the song was louder, a foreign ballad, as if it sounded in his heart

"In the morning, my mother died.

In the afternoon, Dad died.

I'm going to die at night.

The Great Plague, the Great Plague,

In the sound of coughing, everyone will die together. ”

Gu Jun listened to this singing, his head felt a cracking pain, and a hazy sense of illusion appeared in front of his eyes, and an illusion was triggered......

Click, click, he continued to lead the way to the third level of the lighthouse, which was still empty, and beyond that was the top of the tower.

"Be careful...... Gu Jun felt that there was someone on the top of the tower, but the operatives who were staring at various positions outside the lighthouse did not see anyone, and the thermal imaging scope did not react.

Da Da, he and the peacocks rushed to the top of the tower again with the tactics of rushing to the house, and there was no one, only a large lamp hanging in the middle scattered a faint light.

Gu Jun squinted his eyes at the lamp, and suddenly he felt a headache around him distorted, not space, it was an illusion, he was entering an illusion......

Hazy, the top of the tower is still the top of the tower, the night is still the night, the misty sea has not changed, but there is an extra figure in front of it.

It was an old man with that withered face, looking seventy or eighty years old, but his gray hair was neatly combed, and his long black coat fit naturally, and he looked very slender. The old man does not feel cold, but he seems to have the demeanor of an elderly scholar.

"Kid, you're here." The old man was holding a blue and white porcelain cup and drinking tea, "Feel free to order it." ”

Regardless of whether this was an illusion or something, Gu Jun raised his rifle and pointed it at the old man, "Don't move!" ”

"You don't have to be nervous, it's an illusion." The old man said, "I didn't see you, but you will see me, and I know you will." ”

Gu Jun tried to pull the trigger and shoot the old man's calf, but nothing happened, which ...... It's an illusion indeed......

This old guy who will meet in the afterlife, is he here to "record" this illusion in advance and let him see it when he comes......

"You have a lot of questions, don't you?" The old man turned to look at the boundless sea under the dark night, and took a sip of tea gently, "Is this pneumonia a disease we created?" Why do we do this? Questions like that. I've been thinking about these questions for many years. ”

"It's going to be crooked again." Gu Jun said coldly, whether the other party could hear it or not, "I'm going to talk about the crazy things of your evil believers again." ”

"Kid, I'm not going to convince you." The old man smiled, as if he had already anticipated his reaction, even every word he said.

The old man said, "I just want to give you a little more perspective on things. People usually see diseases and plagues as a bad thing, and the same is true of us people in the old world. But we, and the world, have always been shaped by disease and plague. ”

The old man's voice was gentle, and he spoke slowly, like a scholar standing on a podium.

"Humans first ate raw meat, and this is still in our genes today. The reason why humans don't eat raw meat anymore is not because raw meat is not delicious enough, but because there are many deadly parasites in raw meat. You're a medical student, and you probably know more about those parasites than I do. Those who eat raw meat are gradually eliminated, and those who eat cooked meat can reproduce and prosper. This is a small example of how disease shapes us, and another small example is that we don't eat rot. ”

"So what?" Gu Jun's breathing was a little heavy, "This is the reason why you are harming others?" Who do you think you are? ”

"The history of mankind is a history of wars and plagues." The old man took a sip of tea and said, "Why did Chinese civilization originate in the north and not in the south?" Because the humid and hot environment in the south has more parasites and more diseases than in the north. The Mongols brought plague to Europeans, and the Black Death changed Europe; Europeans brought plague to the New World, the Indians were almost exterminated, most of them died of smallpox, the Europeans got the New World, and the entire human civilization was changed. ”

"Look, child, there is a great turning point in a world, which must be accompanied by hunger, death, war, and pestilence."

"Children, especially the plague."

"Every great plague is a great baptism of humanity, most people die, a few survive, and then bring civilization to a new level."

The old man seemed to be able to see Gu Jun's angry face, showing a smile like an elder tolerating a junior, "We are creating a new world, this is our purpose." I'm not saying we're necessarily right, we're just chasing the world we want. ”

"That's right, we've got what you call the innocents involved. No one can escape the torrent of history, and the fate of the majority is actually the result of the struggle and arrangement of the few. They have their mission of the times, and dying is also a mission, a kind of sublimation. They will be remembered by history. ”

The old man took a sip of tea, and sighed a little lightly in his tone, "Child, there is some decay, and it can only be ended with chaos." ”

"New epidemics will create new orders, and new extinctions will bring new worlds."

"And you." The old man looked at Gu Jun, "You will have a good place in the new world, you were born to belong to the minority." ”

"You may be a little crooked." Gu Junsha said in a deep voice, "But I know that it shouldn't be like this, you have no right to cause these pains, no one has the right." ”

"Alright." The old man smiled and said, "Kid, let's talk next time we meet each other." ”

The illusion came to an abrupt end, and Gu Jun's eyes were still empty on the top of the lighthouse, the faint light was swaying, and the sea was roaring in the distance......

"Send someone here to take samples and investigate." While communicating with the large army with a walkie-talkie, he walked down to the lower level of the lighthouse, "Finish it in an hour, and then directly blow up this lighthouse with missiles, and act immediately!" ”