C2 Death curse(2)

It was not the fever of a common cold, and I was aware of my condition.

From the first time I coughed up black blood, I knew that I had followed the footsteps of an infected person.

On the third day of my fever, I was already in a semi-conscious state. In a trance, I felt that Uncle Lin had arrived by my side.

"Tianyi, Tianyi …"

Uncle Lin kept calling my name.

His cheek was pressed against my ear lobe, and I could feel the heat of his body, and the cold of his tears.

In my coma, I thought of my father and my mother, but I couldn't do anything about it.

At night, I woke up for a rare moment. A few people wearing white biochemical clothing grabbed me from the bed and carried me out of the tent.

I knew that I would become a charred corpse like those who were about to die.

Strangely, there was no fear in my heart at the time.

Perhaps, at that time, I didn't know how fearful death was to humans.

Perhaps, the me then naively thought that after I died, I would be able to see my mother and maybe my father.

As a child, I was placed under special supervision in the child quarantine.

The isolation grounds weren't as frightening as I had imagined, and neither were there scenes like "living anatomy" and "broken limbs" mentioned by my aunt and uncle in the tent. The place I was at was a very clean place.

Later Uncle Lin told me that the quarantine was indeed a "slaughterhouse". However, those researchers were not willing to make a move on the children. The children who died in the children's area were cremated and buried; they would not desecrate the corpse.

That night, I was alone in my room, looking at the blank walls, the empty room, just a white bed.

The chandelier on the ceiling was dazzlingly white.

I was unusually weak from the fever. The fear of death had long since disappeared from his mind. He just wanted to get out of this predicament as soon as possible.

Maybe tomorrow is the day I'm free.

In the middle of the night, I dreamed that my father was back.

His face was still pale and tear-stained, and his heart seemed to be filled with immense pain.

I called out to him, but he just stared straight ahead.

When I tried to catch him, a loud noise woke me from my dream.

I forced myself to sit up and looked out through the single small breathable window in the room.

Although the small window was small, he could see some of the scenery outside. The only sound that could be heard was the sound of a car entering the village.

It was a very distinguished Red Flag sedan at the time. There was another armed police force guarding the front and back.

All the leaders thought there was a "big shot" descending from the sky. After that, they put down everything in their hands and went to greet the people in the car.

However, there were only two strange people who got out of the limousine.

The weather was then, the sun had risen in July, and it was abnormally hot. However, those two strange people were wearing heavy cotton-padded jackets, round their necks, and fur hats. They had wrapped themselves tightly, and one of them was even wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night.

It was said that the two of them were the 'special representatives' from the central government.

Later on, he heard Uncle Lin who was present at that time say that the first sentence he said when he alighted was not to hide things from the leader, but rather to frown and mutter to himself.

Their northeastern accents were heavy. Uncle Lin could vaguely hear the words "earth energy", "wind water taboos" and the like from their words.

Afterwards, the two of them spoke only a few words to the people around them before leading a group of people away from my field of vision.

Later, Uncle Lin told me that the two of them were strange people, one blind, the other deaf. The blind man asked, while the deaf led the way. The first thing they said to the doctors and nurses was to ask them where the patient was.

The paramedics then led the two to the quarantine.

Uncle Lin said that the blind and deaf were the first to go to the adult district. After taking a look at the patient inside, he frowned.

After leaving the isolation grounds, the two requested that everyone present enter the tent. No one was allowed outside, and they said that they wanted to treat everyone.

With the cooperation of the armed police officers, all the medical personnel and security personnel entered the uninfected tent in a state of confusion.

Both the blind and the deaf had to be ordered not to come out, no matter what they heard. The tent had to be closed, and no one was allowed to look outside.

Stay until after 7 a.m., and you will be severely punished for disobedience.

Although this order was strange, the mission's level was higher than the head of the army, so the head of the army could only strictly carry it out.

Everyone entered the tent and turned off all the lights in the village.

The sky was shrouded by a black dragon and it was pitch-black outside. There was no movement.

Gradually, my curiosity subsided. During this period, I passed out twice more due to the loss of my will.

By the time I woke up for the third time, it was already dawn.

When I woke up this time, I couldn't tell the difference between the sky and the earth.

It felt like the whole world was spinning. His whole body was in pain. There was an unbearable pressure in his chest.

I spat out a mouthful of blood.

Red.

After spitting out black blood for the past three days, I found it strange that I would vomit red blood.

The room hadn't changed much, and I struggled against the window to look out at the world.

It was as if a battle had taken place in the outside world.

No one.

No one knew what happened last night.

I thought that at some point in the morning, when I was about to die, Uncle Lin rushed into my room.

His flustered expression, his impetuous gaze, the protective suit he hadn't had time to wear.

And so, risking infection, he rushed into my room.

He picked me up in one go, laughing but also crying as he shouted at me, "Tianyi, you're saved! You're saved!"

At first, I didn't understand Uncle Lin's meaning. Later, Uncle Lin told me that in the adult area, there was a dying patient who had a high fever in the morning. Although he was weak, he was still conscious and was currently recuperating.

As for the adults, more and more patients were vomiting red blood. Their health began to improve.

I remembered the red blood I had vomited this morning.

Recalling that he seemed to have recovered from his illness, he found it hard to conceal his joy. She actually started crying while hugging Uncle Lin.

That day, I remember very clearly, I have never seen Uncle Lin embrace me so happily.

The shadow of death in our village was finally broken that night.

Within a few days, all the patients had recovered, and the country had quickly withdrawn its troops. Only a few medical personnel were left to carry out the clean-up.

Afterwards, I asked Uncle Lin what had happened that night. Uncle Lin said that he did not know either. He was ordered to stay in the tent and could only hear some noises coming from outside. In the middle of the night, the sound of wailing ghosts and howling wolves could be heard. It was extremely miserable, as if countless evil spirits had emerged from their cages and came to the ground to eat people.

The sounds of impact, destruction, and chomping could be heard incessantly. Even though it was only one tent apart, no one dared to take a step outside, nor open the curtains to take a look. At that time, even the soldiers with iron wills were gulping down their saliva, their hearts trembling in fear.

That terrifying sound continued all the way until dawn was over. The soldiers followed the order and waited until seven in the morning before they were allowed to leave the camp.

When they left the tent, they were shocked by the scene outside. It was a mess, as if a wild beast had attacked the village and turned it upside down.

What exactly happened that night? No one knew.

Later, when the staff began to tidy up the village, in the middle of the village, in a cowshed found the two strange people from last night, blind and deaf.

Unfortunately, they were dead.

The blind man's hands turned jet-black as he grabbed onto deaf people's neck and crushed their throats. The deaf man was holding a black silk dagger in his hand and stabbed it into the blind man's chest.

Judging from the situation, it should be the two of them killing each other. The blind man wanted to strangle the deaf, who, on the verge of death, would stab the blind man to death.

However, there were many purple wounds on the blind man's body. These wounds seemed to have been pierced by a sharp weapon. Strangely enough, they were organized in groups of five small circles.

The blind man's dark face was as if he had been poisoned by a snake. Black vomit filled his mouth and he smelled extremely terrible.

Later on, these two corpses were taken away by the people above. The curse of death in our village was dispelled by the death of these two strange people.

No one told us what had happened, and no one came out to take responsibility. As if in a dream, all of a sudden, the awakening was over.

After this incident, our village was known as the "unknown."

More and more survivors chose to leave the village.

I am no exception.

After losing my parents, I followed Uncle Lin out of the village.

On the day I left the village, I paid my respects to my mother in the graveyard and kowtowed nine times. Uncle Lin also said to my mother's tombstone, "Sister-in-law, don't worry, I won't let him suffer."

Afterwards, I went with Uncle Lin to his hometown, Guangzhou.

Times have changed.

My life with Uncle Lin went by in the blink of an eye.

During this time, Uncle Lin originally wanted to send me to school, but unfortunately due to the household registration problem, this matter had been delayed.

Later on, Uncle Lin married the current Aunt Lin and gave birth to an adorable daughter, called Lin Yun.

The return of Hong Kong coincided with the strong impact of the new era and the old. Uncle Lin had a very high reputation in the region. Some difficult operations required him to operate himself.

His originally poor family suddenly became prosperous.

The improvement in my family circumstances also allowed me to attend the best private primary school in the area. With my good teaching abilities, coupled with my sudden enlightenment, in a 6-year primary school, it wasn't hard for me to directly jump ranks from the fifth grade onwards.

Later on, junior high and high school, even more so along the way, they were the best schools in the area.

After the College Entrance Test, with the help of Uncle Lin's good friends, he was fortunate enough to study in Germany and majored in medicine!

The reason why I chose to major in medicine, aside from inheriting the will of my father and mother, is because I've always wanted to find out the truth behind the tragic case in Hu Village!

Now that I'm 25 years old, ever since I started my medical studies, I've been questioning if the Hu Village tragedy was caused by an unknown virus. Unfortunately, even if we compare all the similar cases in the world, none of them are like the case of the patient in Hu Village.

What happened to my mother, my father's disappearance, and the night I fell sick in the quarantine?

Why did the curse of death suddenly improve after the strange deaths of the two strange people?

The older I get, the more I want to find out the truth behind the tragedy.

On the eve of graduation, I received a call from Uncle Lin. He told me in a very serious tone that there would be a letter sent to me in a few days.

What letter? I asked.

He told me he'd know when I got the letter. This letter had been sent to him from somewhere else. He sent it to Germany.

He also told me earnestly, though he did not know the contents of the letter. However, his intuition told him that this letter might be dangerous.

How could a letter put me in danger? Could it be that by smearing poison on the letter, he would die just by touching it?

However, when I received the letter a few days later, I finally understood what Uncle Lin meant by 'danger'.

It was an extremely ordinary letter, with a yellow fat envelope and a crooked stamp.

On the envelope was written: Gao Yun (Sent), Hu Tianyi (Received).

The address was: Hu Village.