Chapter 641: Mary-King Alley

The eyes seemed to have an impact, Zhou Haorui had to look away after a glance, and his heart was almost throbbing.
"Dr. George Lei, are you ... are you a crow ..." Lao Jiang was shocked.
"I think it is." Yang Liu Qingqing made a judgment, "Crow, do you mean 'the plague is coming' refers to here?"
Zhou Haorui understood what she meant, and the plague that had tortured her for twenty days was coming. Could it be this black death that ravaged the Middle Ages? Look at the surroundings, forcing a messy and semi-underground alleyway, a messy shouting, a small house with doors and windows, filled with stench like corpses ...
The uncomfortable moment at this moment and the torment in the past twenty days are all tumbling in my heart.
"Are these all disciplines for us ..." Zhou Haorui asked Crow, still not understanding, "Let our power grow?"
Dr. George Ray did not speak, but strode down the alley.
"Do you really need that?" Zhou Haorui chased and asked, "It's almost going to be a lunatic."
"Give money ..." Yang Liu Qingqing also chased him, "You told him about growth power? What I told you is to increase wealth, give money."
Speaking to their intentions, this crow is indeed a tempting devil?
Old Jiang was quite satisfied, and asked: "Can we go outside this alley to see this city?"
"Questions, questions, you are waiting for others to tell you the answer." The figure finally spoke, "No one will always tell you, and what you tell is not necessarily the truth. Some questions can only be solved by yourself. , Maybe it ’s never clear, then learn to walk in the fog. "
"But ..." Zhou Haorui was trying to say something, but couldn't help stopping. The crow's words were intriguing.
"Then we each ask a question, is this fair enough?" Yangliu Qingqing said, "I'll come first, what is this place? We crossed?"
"These are two problems. People with poor mathematics cannot make a lot of money. And these two problems, you have no way of knowing the answer, because mortals cannot really understand time and space. You can only know that you ca n’t get here in the mental state of ordinary people. , Madness is a way to peek into the truth, but not all ways. "
The beak doctor talked, and stopped outside a room, and a blank sheet of paper hung from the window at the foot of the room, with the patient in it.
"This place is just like a cradle for babies." It also said, "Every night, you will not always come here, and the crow will not always guide you."
Dr. Beak raised the cane in his right hand and knocked on the window, da da ...
The sound of knocking on the window sounded, and Zhou Haorui suddenly felt a sudden twist around him. Numerous lights and shadows rushed out of the window at the foot of the wall, flooding the place.
His head was sore and his footsteps were trembling. He could not resist this force at all, just as he couldn't resist the eyes.
Suddenly, all the distortions were gone, and the scene in front of Zhou Haorui was frozen again. I saw it was still dark, and I was still in the lane of Quanshui Street. Lao Jiang and Yang Liuqing were all beside them. He gasped against the wall and was still wearing his previous clothes, without leather robes and bird's beak masks.
"We are back?" Lao Jiang looked around and seemed a little disappointed.
"We haven't left at all ..." Yang Liuqing looked at the watch on her left wrist, "It's been half an hour, that might just be an illusion ..."
Is an illusion? The things just now are fake? Zhou Haorui didn't know if he should feel lost, he should be lucky, maybe both.
At the same time, he looked at the dark night sky and felt a little different ...
"Do you feel that ..." Zhou Haorui pressed the top of his head, and his scalp had been loosened for a few days. "Is the head comfortable? Isn't it so painful and tight?"
"Yes, it's much more comfortable." Lao Jiang touched his head and said suddenly, "I used to be hard to open my eyes, but now my eyelids are not too tired."
Find the answer by himself ... Zhou Haorui thought, looking down at the crow mark on his right wrist, feeling that the line of the mark became thicker and the color became darker ...
"It seems that our spiritual power has really increased?" He made a guess based on his mystical knowledge of half a barrel of water. "The crows have been polishing our spiritual texture for the past twenty days? Raising our talents? ... tonight Illusion, is it a step further? "
The more he feels, the more different feelings in his mind, and the swell of the back shoulder is also more rigid ...
Really has a strange feeling, as if growing a pair of wings.
This made Zhou Haorui a little excited, because he was not talented enough to pass the dream of Tianji University, and now ...
"Whether the crow is a devil or not, we are all believers ..." He said again, the excitement diminished, and his heart was not a taste, whether the crow was good or bad, "Also, the crow said 'group crow' There should be other people like us who just have n’t persisted or have not reached our level. "
"Like, Zhou Mo, you made too much sense." Lao Jiang nodded in agreement, "Do you believe in crows."
Yangliu Qingqing has not been involved in this topic, what she was looking at with her mobile phone, and suddenly sighed: "The gold is gone, and Dr. George Lei did not get it himself."
"What?" Zhou Haorui questioned.
"The place we just went to is Mary-King Alley, Edinburgh, Scotland, England, Mary King ’s Close, search for it yourself."
Yangliu Qingqing let them search, and said again:
"In the summer of 1645, the Black Death broke out in Scotland, which eventually killed a quarter of the local population ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Edinburgh was the worst when only 60 people left to defend the city. At the beginning, the first plague doctor John -Pauli Di John fights against the epidemic, but he also died himself. Then came the second plague doctor George Ray Rae. George Ray did more successfully than John Pauli Di, healed a lot of people, then Mary Jin Xiao There are more than 500 residents in the alley, many of whom were rescued by him. The treatment used is as we just saw, directly cut off the diseased skin of the patient, and then burn the wound with a soldering iron.
Originally, the parliament at the time did not think that these plague doctors could survive the plague, so at the beginning, they promised to give a lot of money. When George Lei Zhen went to collect it, the parliament was shocked, and then deferred. George Ray fought for the reward for ten years, died, and finally did not get the money. "
Yang Liu Qingqing sighed, "It seems that I don't expect to get gold, it's really the devil ..."
Zhou Haorui and Lao Jiang were listening, while they were holding their mobile phones and searching online.
Mary-King Alley ...
After nearly three hundred years, now there is a well-known scenic spot, a place where many tourists are looking for thrills ...
Because it is said that there are often haunts there, it is many dead souls who died in the plague, especially a 10-year-old girl named Annie ...
In the night, Zhou Haorui looked at some pictures of Mary-Jin Alley on the screen of the mobile phone. The narrowness and dilapidation that remained kept him straight.
Was that just an illusion? No, it's not just an illusion.