Chapter 20: The dead tree in the dream

what! Gu Jun suddenly awakened from the nightmare, opened his eyes and saw the white ceiling, he was still in the bedroom, just a dream ...
He looked at the time on his cell phone, and his consciousness seemed to be a short while, but he had been asleep for two hours.
Gu Jun took a deep breath, and there was a faint smell like onion in the air. Formalin was emitted from him. He pressed his still heavy head and got up to get out of bed.
"Just ... was it really just a dream?" He muttered, "It doesn't feel like ..."
That was either a dream, a subconscious product caused by my own experience these past few days.
Is either not a dream, but a real situation.
Gu Jun thought while looking for some clean clothes in the closet, and then went to the shower room in the dormitory building to take a good bath. Li Lerui's mobile phone was still with him. During bathing, hot water kept pouring from the shower. He rubbed his hands vigorously and washed them over and over again, but it still seemed to be unable to wash away the plastic smell brought by the medical rubber gloves on his hands ...
After taking a shower, Gu Jun returned to the bedroom, only to see Cai Zixuan came back, busy working by his closet.
"Haijun, did you take a shower?" Cai Zixuan asked sleepy.
"I just slept first." Gu Jun saw that the buddy's eyes were red and swollen, and his flat nose became rosacea because he was too stimulated by formalin to run too much nose, he could not help saying: " Zixuan, you look so miserable now. "
As the chief culprit, you are so embarrassed to say ... Cai Zixuan raised a sigh, but still could not fire, "You look in the mirror, you are worse than me."
Gu Jun heard the words and took a mirror to take care of it. Sure enough, his face was even more haggard, and his face was not worth it, like a madman wandering on the edge of madness. He burst out laughing loudly, and didn't know what he was laughing. He smiled and shook his head. "Medical dog, medical dog."
"Fortunately, it's not just us." Cai Zixuan walked with his clothes on, stopped and said to him: "The quality of the remains of this body is really high except for the deformed parts. We just went to the next few labs and looked at it. People are desperate. "
What is the usual dissection? Fatty fat guy, car accident body full of belly, body jumping body ...
Cai Zixuan said with emotion: "Shen Wanjie in Class 1 knows that the general teacher in their group is a young woman with left-handed deformity and no other abnormalities. The skin is so beautiful! Everyone says that they have seen the most beautiful skin, like moisturizing. Pulled out from the skin cream ads. "
"Do you know how abnormal your tone is now?" Gu Jun said helplessly, although he knew that "beautiful" by Zi Xuan means the structure is clear.
"Uh." Cai Zixuan scratched his head and walked out with his clothes on.
Sometimes, some things are connected inadvertently.
Advertising? There was a flash of light in Gu Jun's heart. He seemed to have seen the huge dead tree. What advertisement was it in? Travel advertising news?
It ’s just that it ’s not a dead tree, it ’s a leafy, green leaf ...
Gu Jun sat down at his desk, turned on his laptop and searched the Internet, searched for "domestic, big tree", searched for "Dongzhou, big tree" ... he browsed the searched information and suddenly saw a message Click on the deja vu news.
Dongzhou City, Gurong Village, an old banyan tree with a life span of 1,000 years.
Gu Jun looked at the news photos on the screen, his eyes closed, "This is the tree, what I saw in my dream is this old banyan tree."
Gurong Village is not a famous place, just an ordinary village. It is located in a remote mountainous area on the northern edge of Dongzhou City. Although there are some landscapes, it has always been underdeveloped. Only some donkeys will go. Gurong Village is best known for this banyan tree.
Because it is placed in the entire Dongzhou city, this banyan tree is also one of the best in longevity.
Gu Jun glanced at the dying gray scene, drank, and continued to search for information about Gurong Village.
It's last news was last year, and most of the rest is related to the propaganda of this tree. Then ... I couldn't find new information about the village on the Internet. It's unusually clean. This is a small tourist spot after all. Why is it so clean?
Unless something happened there, the information there was controlled.
"Will the origin of the deformity be Gurong Village?" Gu Jun thought, and then clicked on the news of Gurong Village, his heart tightened suddenly ...
This news is that the director of the management committee of the cultural tourism zone of Gurong Village introduced the development plan of their village to the reporter.
The director is a middle-aged man with a normal figure and a Zhang Guozi face. The smile on the photo is very enthusiastic and honest. He said that in the next ten years, the ancient banyan tree will be developed into a hot spot for self-driving tourism in northern Dongzhou ...
Gu Jun's face is familiar with the director's face.
This morning, he removed the face of this face with his own hands.
"Hoo." Gu Jun leaned against the back of the chair, and he already had a set of guesses in mind. Regardless of the source, Gurong Village should have an outbreak. The fifty bodies are all villagers. Perhaps there are more dead ... What happened there has become like this ...
Looking at the big green banyan tree in the screen, he has a growing impulse, go there to see, go to Gurong Village, the answer you want is there ...
"No!" Gu Jun yelled, interrupting his impulse, UU reading www. uukanshu.com must not run rashly to Gurong Village.
This is just to expose to those who are watching him, he is not ignorant.
And this is definitely an act of death, it is this kind of person who does not live long in the horror film.
"Gurong Village ... Is anyone still there, the prevention and control of the epidemic must have started, has it been quarantined?"
Gu Jun thought of another way to verify the right or wrong of his guess.
It's still more than four o'clock in the afternoon. He figured it out, searched out some information and wrote it down on his mobile phone, cleared the browsing history, shut down the computer, and quickly walked out of the bedroom.
After leaving the dormitory building, Gu Jun quickly left the campus dormitory area and went to the street outside. He got on a taxi and deliberately let the driver detour some way before getting off the bus and walking into a familiar side street and buying an unnamed cell phone card in a small ordinary roadside shop.
Gu Jun replaced this new card with his mobile phone, opened the phone address book, and there was a new contact "Gurong Village Cultural Tourism Zone Management Committee".
He walked out of the small shop and walked on this old alleyway. He tapped his finger and pressed to dial.
This is a landline number. With Gurong Village now, he feels that the communication line may have been disconnected, or no one has connected.
Beep, beep ...... The phone is waiting for the sound effect to connect, and the line can still be played.
Gu Jun looked at the sky near the evening, looked at the old signboards of the small shops on both sides of the alley, "spicy hot", "Luo Ji miscellaneous goods", "wellness massage foot bath"
The phone beeps ten times, but no one answers. Is Gu Rong Village really dead?
Gu Jun raised his head, when he was about to put down his mobile phone with his right hand and hung up.
The phone was connected.