Chapter 334 Hospital (3400 Plus)

"April is coming to an end? Is it scary?"

Liliat was a little puzzled.

Vernon next to him replied deeply: "It's not a good thing to know too much about Si Sui, so I haven't told you before..."

"After April, it is May, which belongs to the 'Corona of Corruption', and June, which is ruled by the 'Rancher'... These two Sisui are inclined to depravity and corruption, and their believers especially like to be in these two Blood sacrifice of the month." Aaron said.

There is no doubt that the 'Corona of the Fallen' is purely 'dark', and the 'Rancher' undoubtedly has at least a part of the 'dark' nature.

"Yes, most of the disasters that destroyed a whole city in history were related to these two Sisui, which happened in May and June." Vernon looked solemn: "How about... let's run?"

Liliat looked at Aaron, as if asking for his opinion.

"I'm going to stay." Aaron replied, his previous divination showed that he could gain benefits in this city, and naturally he would not leave.

"Then I'll stay too." Liliat made a decision.

"Ugh……"

Looking at this scene, the expression on Vernon's face became even more bitter, with a sense of loss that his daughter ran away with the wild boy, and turned back to the room.

Aaron put on his coat, picked up the white crystal cane, put on a top hat, and prepared to go out: "I'm going to touch those sleeping people... If there is no accident, I should be able to contract the sleeping spell."

The terrifying aspect of the 'law' lies in its ability to spread indefinitely, even the Extraordinary of the fourth and fifth essences can't resist it!

However, for Aaron, it was just a matter of purification by the 'spirit of vain', so he didn't feel anything.

He walked out of the apartment and called a taxi at the street corner.

The coachman was a middle-aged man with a weathered face, and next to him sat a little girl with blond hair and blue eyes who looked like a doll.

"You are..."

Aaron watched, a little curious.

"Dear sir, this is my daughter Raya. Because my wife died of illness, no one took her. I can only take her with me. Please rest assured, she is very good."

The coachman hurriedly bowed, showing a pleasing smile.

"Um."

Aaron didn't say anything. He got into the carriage and said, "Go to the church hospital. If it's blocked there, park it nearby."

"Master, the church hospital has accommodated a lot of sleeping patients recently. It's not a good place." The coachman seemed a little frightened: "Now many people in the city are fleeing... It is said that there may be a plague!"

Speaking of which, his face was full of unease.

"If that's the case, why don't you run?"

Aaron asked curiously.

"I don't have any money... I have to pay the carriage shop to rent a carriage every month. If I don't work for a day, little Raya and I will both starve." The coachman answered bitterly, pulling the reins to let the carriage move forward slowly. .

Through the front window, Aaron could see that little Raya was holding a picture album quietly. He was indeed a good boy who would not disturb others.

The carriage stopped one street away from the church hospital, and the coachman's voice was terrified: "Master, we can't go any further."

Aaron looked at the intersection and found that there was already a blockade, and several people wearing beak-shaped masks and goggles were maintaining order.

"Is it the blockade of the Local Bureau of Investigation?"

Aaron muttered to himself, got off the carriage, and gave double the carriage fare.

"Thank you, kind sir, but the church hospital really can't be approached." The coachman reminded, and quickly drove the carriage away.

Aaron glanced at the warning line, walked to a dark corner, and the spirituality in the body turned into 'darkness'.

His figure melted into the shadows and disappeared.

The next moment, outside the church hospital, in a dark shadow, Aaron walked out directly.

'Shadow Jump' of 'Beast of Darkness'!

Aaron tidied up his clothes and walked into the door of the church hospital in a grand manner.

As soon as he entered, he frowned.

Quiet!

Too quiet.

Although it was blocked, the doctors and nurses disappeared, and there was no one in the corridor. It was quiet, and only the pungent smell of disinfectant was left.

Schools, streets, shopping malls and other places that should have been crowded, become extremely terrifying once empty!

Aaron followed the inspiration, came outside a ward, and pushed open the door.

Hearing a 'creak', the door was not locked, and it was easily pushed open. One could see a white ward with four beds, two of which were lying on them.

They were all asleep, but their eyelids kept shaking, their hands and feet trembled from time to time, and they seemed to be having nightmares.

One of them was okay, the other was struggling fiercely, and there was already fishy seawater coming out of his nose, ears, and mouth, moistening the sheets, and dripping on the floor...

Tick ​​tock! Tick ​​tock!

Aaron suddenly felt a chill.

The super-high spiritual sense has let him know that he has provoked the 'curse' here!

"Spread by sight? Pollution when you see it?"

"No... Did you hear the sound of sea water?"

"Or... the more you understand, the more likely you are to be contaminated? They're all terrifying types."

Aaron murmured to himself: "Most of those who escaped know the inside story and understand the horror of the 'Nightmare Law', but they are the best infected bodies... Hehe... No matter how far you run, it will be useless, but will cause More pollution."

He walked to another corridor and saw the doctor and nurse who were asleep on the ground.

Obviously, when the patient was admitted, the 'Nightmare Law' broke out completely, turning the hospital into a domain of silence.

Just as Aaron was about to leave, his inspiration was suddenly touched and he looked at a fallen nurse.

In her palm soaked by sea water, the surface of a black invitation was wrapped with filaments of seaweed, blooming strangely in inspiration.

Aaron squatted down, picked up the invitation from the female nurse, and saw the distorted and weird font on it—

‘The Auction House of the Sunken Ship, welcome your presence! ’

"This is an invitation, and it's also a road sign?"

"The 'Shipwreck' Auction House? Interesting..."

Aaron put away the invitation and suddenly looked out the window.

Several bloated investigators in full-body air-tight suits have rushed into the hospital.

"Probably someone from the Local Bureau of Investigation discovered my existence?"

He smiled slightly, and his figure instantly entered the spiritual world. When he reappeared, he had already returned to the apartment.

Not long after he left, several investigators arrived in a hurry: "No movement... Did you hear it wrong?"

"The situation here is too dangerous. Many of the agents in the branch are sleeping."

"We have already reported it, but unfortunately the headquarters is dispatching people from all over the world, and it is difficult to turn around to support in the short term..."