Adventure Code

Chapter 599 Thunder Mark (2)

"In the photo, it's a round ball covered with distorted worm patterns, very similar to the patterns we saw in Zerg, crooked and twisted into a circle, purple, like a ball lightning, ball lightning you know?"

Accompanied by Daxun's description, I squeezed the phone, and at this moment, I saw something on my back through the mirror behind me.

Round, bluish-purple, it looks like a tattoo at first glance. In the spherical bluish-purple pattern, twisted insect patterns are like purple lightning bolts. The weird and complicated lines don't look like ordinary bruises.

On the phone, Daxun continued: "I have this thing on my back, I don't feel it at all, I don't know how long it has been, I think it looks like a worm pattern, and I feel something is wrong, so I called the bald head , and then he found the same thing behind me." Daxun finished speaking in one breath, and asked me eagerly: "Have you taken off your clothes? Check your back quickly."

I touched it backwards, and I could touch half of the blue-purple pattern. I didn't feel anything when I touched it. There is this thing behind.

"I see, there is one."

When Daxun heard it, he gasped suddenly, and through the phone, his voice was a little unsteady: "Do you know what this is? Why do I feel a bit like..."

He didn't finish his sentence, and I was wondering in my heart, so I couldn't help asking: "What is it like?"

"Curse." Daxun spat out two words, and then told me about various curses, such as the mummy curse, the undead curse, and so on.

I interrupted him and said, "You've watched too many movies, don't talk about it." Daxun is a relatively calm person, not as unreliable as a bald head, but he was probably shocked at this moment, so he guessed stand up.

Daxun then stopped talking and said, "Then what reason do you think could be? Why did such a thing grow on the backs of the three of us?"

I turned my head and looked at the blue and purple traces behind me in the mirror. Although I was also full of doubts in my heart, I have experienced too many strange things in the past two years. Now I am quite calm and said to Daxun: "First Go to the hospital for an examination, after all, we have stayed in mass burials before, a place full of dead people, there will inevitably be some poisonous gas in the air, maybe we are infected with some kind of virus."

In the closed catacombs, the air quality is poor, and it is not uncommon for the air to be filled with some pathogenic bacteria. If it has been three months, if it is a serious pathogenic bacteria, we may have died a long time ago. Since the three of us don't feel anything physically, I think there should be nothing serious.

I told Daxun my analysis, and he also calmed down, saying that he would go to register tomorrow, no, in a while, and agreed to communicate with each other about the situation at that time.

I complied, hung up the phone, took a shower, lay down on the bed, and went straight to rest.

A person's psychological quality is definitely a thing that can be continuously exercised. This matter was put aside two years ago, and suddenly I found a strange pattern growing on my back. How can I sleep? I guess it looks like Daxun. Yes, I went to register overnight.

But now, I can be considered to have developed the psychological quality of "Mount Tai collapses in front of me without changing my face". I took a bath and went to rest immediately. toss.

Life changes erratically, who knows what tomorrow will be like, so when it’s time to rest, take a good rest, and when it’s time to work hard, it’s never too late to go hard.

Early the next morning, I wandered to the hospital where Jin Le was, and was referred to a dermatology department. Now that medical resources are tight, there are dead people waiting in line, and it wasn't until noon that it was my turn to check.

The dermatologists looked at it for a long time, but they were not sure at the end. They ordered a bunch of tests and asked me to do it. After tossing until the afternoon, the results of various tests came out, but I didn’t see why. , Let me go back to observe and observe or go to other hospitals to see.

I thought to myself that this is a tertiary hospital in the capital, and I have been waiting for the number of experts who have been discharged all morning. Since I can't see it, what kind of hospital should I return.

After reading it here, I exchanged news with Daxun, and the results on his side were similar, he was in good health, and there was nothing wrong with it. Even so, such a thing grew on the three of them at the same time, and it was still there. It is very similar to the worm pattern in the Zerg gathering place, and it really feels like being cursed.

I thought of the high priest, and suddenly remembered its weird smile before, and couldn't help wondering: Could it be the high priest's trick?No, if it was worried that the Zerg's secrets would be leaked out, with the power it had mastered of the Tianshi mask at that time, it could have killed us on the spot, so why bother doing something behind the scenes?
This thing doesn't seem to be dangerous for the time being, so I can only ignore it first, and discuss with Daxun and Baldhead, and pay attention to Nineteen to see if there is a chance to contact the high priest.

After the high priest settles down, he will definitely take some action. If he can get in touch, he should be able to figure out what's going on.

After a day of delay in the hospital, Jin Le and I ate a rice bowl worth ten yuan, and I took a taxi back home.

Peace and peace, another day, life, sometimes it seems monotonous, sometimes this kind of stability is elusive.

It was eight o'clock in the evening when I went back, but to my surprise, I found that Taoist Shangyuan was going out.

I found it strange, thinking that this person's legs are broken, why is he always wandering outside recently?It's fine to take a walk usually, but now it's so late and you still go out?After all, Shang Yuan's origin is a bit special, linked to the old pervert, I was more careful, stopped him, and asked him where he was going.

"There is a job." He patted a small box that he put on the side of the wheelchair, followed by one of my employees. This employee is a college student who graduated from a poor place. So I worked very hard, working with me while working part-time under Shang Yuan.

Ah Mao works from morning to night every day, is unkempt, wears a pair of big glasses, and exudes an 'I'm tired but I have to work hard' vibe, to be honest, I hardly care about his face because he is so unkempt Impression, because it was all covered by glasses and messy hair.

Fortunately, my work here does not require frequent face-to-face dealings with customers, otherwise, with his image, he would have been fired long ago.

At this moment, the slovenly and skinny Amao was pushing Shang Yuan's wheelchair with a bag on his back, and the two of them looked like they were about to go out.

(End of this chapter)