Ah! Gu Jun suddenly woke up from the nightmare. When he opened his eyes, he saw the white ceiling. He was still in the dormitory. That was just a dream …
He looked at the time on his phone. It seemed like he had only slept for a short while, but he had slept for two hours.
Gu Jun took a deep breath. There was a faint onion smell in the air. The formalin was emitted from his body. He pressed his still heavy head and got out of bed.
"Just now … was it really just a dream?" He muttered in his heart, "It doesn't feel like it …"
It was either a dream or a subconscious product of what happened to him in the past few days.
Or it was not a dream, but something that really happened.
Gu Jun thought while looking for some clean clothes in the closet. Then he went to the bathroom in the dormitory building to take a good shower. Li Yuerui's phone was still with him. During the shower, hot water constantly poured down from the showerhead. He rubbed his hands hard and washed them over and over again, but it seemed like he couldn't wash away the plastic smell brought by the medical rubber gloves on his hands …
After the shower, Gu Jun returned to the dormitory and saw that Cai Zixuan had returned and was busy in his closet.
"Tycoon Jun, you just took a shower?" Cai Zixuan asked sleepily.
"I just took a nap." Gu Jun saw this roommate's eyes were red and swollen. His flat nose had also turned into a rosacea due to the stimulation of formalin. He couldn't help but say, "Zi Xuan, you look so pitiful right now."
As the main culprit, you still have the nerve to say that … Cai Zixuan sighed, but he still couldn't get angry. "Look in the mirror, you look worse than me."
Gu Jun heard this and went to take a mirror to look at himself. Sure enough, his face was even more haggard. He couldn't maintain his beauty anymore. He looked like a lunatic who was hovering on the edge of madness. He burst out laughing. He didn't know what he was laughing at. He laughed and shook his head. "Medical dog."
"Fortunately, we're not the only ones like this." Cai Zixuan walked past with the clothes in his arms. He stopped and said to him, "Except for the deformed parts, the quality of the bodies this time is really high. We just went to the labs nearby to take a look. Many people are also trying their best. "
What did they usually dissect? Fat people full of fat, bodies from car accidents with stomachs full of blood, bodies with broken limbs from jumping off buildings …
Cai Zixuan sighed. "You know Shen Wanjie from Class 1, right? The cadaver in their group is a young woman with a deformed left hand. Her skin was so beautiful! Everyone says it's the most beautiful skin they've ever seen. It's like it's pulled out from a moisturizer commercial. "
"Do you know how perverted your tone is right now?" Gu Jun teased, although he knew that the "beautiful" Zi Xuan was referring to was the clarity of the structure.
"Uh." Cai Zixuan scratched his head and walked out with his clothes.
Sometimes, some things would be inadvertently connected.
Advertisement? Gu Jun recalled a memory fragment that flashed through his mind. He seemed to have seen that huge withered tree before. Was it in an advertisement? Travel advertisement news?
But it was not a withered tree. It was luxuriant, and the leaves were very green …
Gu Jun sat down at the desk, turned on his laptop, and searched the Internet. He searched for "domestic, big tree", "Eastern City, big tree" … He browsed through the search results. Suddenly, he saw a familiar news article and clicked to open it.
Eastern City, Gurong Village, an old banyan tree with a lifespan of 1,000 years.
Gu Jun looked at the news photo on the screen and narrowed his eyes. "It's this tree. I saw this old banyan tree in my dream."
Gurong Village was not a famous place. It was just an ordinary village located in a remote mountainous area on the northern edge of Eastern City. Although it had some scenery, it had always been underdeveloped. Usually, only a few backpackers would go there. Gurong Village was most famous for this banyan tree.
Because in the entire Eastern City, this banyan tree was one of the longest-lived.
The withered and withered scene flashed before Gu Jun's eyes. He took a sip of water and continued to search for information about Gurong Village.
Its last news article was from last year, and most of the rest were related to the publicity of this tree. Then … he could not find any new information about the village on the Internet. It was unusually clean. After all, this was a small tourist attraction. How could it be so clean?
Unless, something had happened there, and the information there had been controlled.
"Could the source of the deformity be Gurong Village?" Gu Jun thought and clicked on another news article about Gurong Village. His heart suddenly tightened …
This news article was about the director of the Cultural and Tourism Area Management Committee of Gurong Village introducing the development plan of their village to the reporters.
The director was a middle-aged man with an average build and a square face. The photo accompanying the news article had a warm and honest smile. He said that in the next ten years, Gurong Village would be developed into a popular self-driving tourist destination in the northern part of Eastern City …
Gu Jun was very familiar with the director's face.
This morning, he had personally removed the eyeballs of this face.
"Phew." Gu Jun leaned back in his chair. He already had a set of speculations in his heart. Whether it was the source or not, there should be an outbreak in Gurong Village. The fifty bodies were all villagers. Perhaps there were more dead … What had happened there to cause this?
Looking at the emerald green banyan tree on the screen, he had a stronger and stronger impulse. Go there and take a look. Go to Gurong Village. The answer you want is there …
"No!" Gu Jun called out, interrupting his impulsive thoughts. He absolutely could not run to Gurong Village so recklessly.
This would only expose himself to those who were monitoring him. He was not ignorant.
And this was definitely an act of courting death. In horror movies, this kind of people did not live long.
"Gurong Village … Is there still anyone there? The epidemic prevention and control work must have been carried out. Is the place quarantined?"
Gu Jun thought of another way to verify his conjecture.
It was still past four o 'clock in the afternoon. He calculated and searched for some information to record in his phone. After clearing his browsing history, he turned off the computer and quickly walked out of the dormitory.
After leaving the dormitory building, Gu Jun quickly left the campus dormitory area and went to the streets outside. He took a taxi and deliberately asked the driver to take a detour before getting out into a familiar alley. In an ordinary roadside shop, he bought a mobile phone card that did not need to be registered.
Gu Jun used his mobile phone to replace the new card and opened the mobile phone address book. There was a new contact in it: "Gurong Village Cultural and Tourism Area Management Committee."
He walked out of the small shop and walked along the old narrow alley. His finger tapped and pressed the dial button.
This was a landline number. With the current situation in Gurong Village, he felt that the communication line might have been cut off or no one would pick up.
Beep, beep … The phone sounded waiting to be connected. The line could still be called.
Gu Jun looked at the evening sky and the old signboards of the small shops on both sides of the alley: "Mala Tang," "Luo Ji Grocery," "Health Massage Foot Bath."
The phone rang ten times, but no one answered. Was Gurong Village really a dead place?
Gu Jun raised his head. His right hand was about to put down the phone and hang up when suddenly, there was a click.
The call was connected.
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