John and Fowler stayed at the police station until dusk, listening to Vernon Farley's interesting law enforcement stories. Time passed unconsciously. It was not until Chief Farley picked up his pen again that he claimed that he still had unfinished work. When guests.
After leaving the police station, the afterglow of the setting sun filled the entire town. Mr. Fowler did not rush back to the hotel. Instead, he called John to ask about his eye disease. John said that there was no serious problem with his eye, but this I haven't been feeling well for a few days, so I just need to go back to the hotel to rest for a few days.
Mr. Fowler grabbed John who was about to leave.
"We don't know if what happened to you is a bad disease, don't leave it alone, John. I know a beast hunter who likes to study herbal medicine. He has cures for most diseases that occur in the wild. He is active in Strawberry Town Go look for it in the surrounding mountainous areas."
John walked out of Strawberry Town and came to the Great Valley to look for Sevo Baglow - the hunter and herbalist mentioned by Mr. Fowler. Such people often appear in places where wild beasts roam, and only occasionally come to town when they sell prey. bazaar.
It was almost evening now, and the hunters should have rested after sunset, so John focused on the lonely campfire in the valley. Soon a cluster of campfires came into his eyes, and John moved closer.
"Sir, have you met Mr. Sevo Baglo?"
"What do you want from him?" The man sitting by the fire was fiddling with the meat skewers in his hands, and did not stop what he was doing when the outsider approached.
"I was sick and a friend told me I could get help there."
"How can you confirm that he is in this area? Maybe he has stopped hunting a long time ago." The man said calmly, then he held the meat skewer in front of him and took a delicious bite.
"I guess you haven't eaten yet?" The man handed the half-cut meat skewer to John.
"Sir, I have something urgent." John did not take the food in front of him.
"A patient needs to be well fed to be cured. For most illnesses, a variety of foods are the best cure. Sir, eat it and I will cure your illness."
John looked at the man in surprise and guessed that he was Sevo Baglow. However, he did not rush to identify himself at first, but said some seemingly unrelated words. It seemed that Mr. Baglow was indeed a good person. doctor.
Sevo Baglo watched with satisfaction as John swallowed the piece of meat he gave him, and then took out some colorful small medicine bottles from the tent. Seeing this, John remembered Holley, who had been arrested by him for selling counterfeit medicine. Albright.
"So, sir, please tell me about your symptoms." Saiwo said suddenly.
So John recounted his experience from the time he discovered that he had an eye disease at Brennand's Fort to the time Mr. Fowler recommended him to visit Sevo Baglow. He only talked about what happened in the fort and what he led The van der Linde gang did the polishing. Sevo Baglo listened very attentively, and it seemed that the old hunter was not suspicious.
"I know." After listening to John's story, Sevo simply responded, and then he selected a bottle from his pile of small medicine bottles, which contained a gray sticky liquid that reminded John of the medicine his mother used to make. Polenta, "This is special snake oil, made from the venom-resistant lobelia and the rare strawberry or prairie poppy."
"Uh...Mr. Baglow, I have heard of these two herbs, but they don't sound like the right medicine."
"They really don't have a therapeutic effect, but John, after my diagnosis, you are not sick. What's bothering you is a rare phenomenon among Western cowboys - spending a lot of energy to stay focused in a short period of time, which is also a disaster. Happiness depends entirely on your own mentality."
John still retained the idea that it was a disease in his heart, but what he was really worried about was not the disease itself, but the time of its onset. He tried to express this idea to Sever: "Doctor, the phenomenon you are talking about can happen at any time. Did it happen? If it was completely uncontrollable, it would be worse for me than a violent death."
"Mr. Coster, contrary to what you said, it is controllable. I like to call it "the eye of death", and some talented cowboys also call it that. Even though the number of times the eye of death occurs is rare, But I have already discovered corresponding medicines. For example, the snake oil I gave you can relieve the fatigue caused by using the Eye of Death. Chewing tobacco and other plants can also have similar effects." Saiwo paused and continued, "Then Mr. , let’s test the ability of the Eye of Death, all the animals here can be your targets.”
John took off the roller rifle from his back. After these few days of practice, he had initially mastered Dead Eye's skills. After listening to Mr. Baglow's description, he realized that it was time for his powers to enter a practical stage.
John observed several gray rabbits jumping back and forth in the bushes not far away. He picked up the gun in his hand and focused his eyes on the sight and the prey. When the perfect three-point and one-line lines were formed, he entered the alien world. In the state of concentration of ordinary people, he is unable to stop this concentration completely independently, just like losing his footing and falling into the quagmire, wandering between escape and collapse.
Bang bang bang.
After three gunshots, the three hares fell down, and the wilderness returned to tranquility.
John fell down because he was too tired. Fortunately, Sevo rushed up and gave John a few mouthfuls of snake oil to prevent him from fainting.
"This is so debilitating." John sat up, his energy not yet fully restored.
"You need to replenish snake oil frequently to restore your energy. In the future, you can collect valerian roots to increase the staying time of the Eye of Death. This plant is very rare. As far as I know, it is more distributed in the Dakota River Basin. You can go there Take a chance.”
On the way back, John climbed the hill at the end of the town. Although night had fallen long ago, the moonlight was exceptionally bright. Strawberry Town was like a sleeping baby, lying quietly in the cradle of the big valley.
With the help of the magical power of the Eye of Death, John tried to observe the whole situation of Strawberry Town.
A winding river flows through the scattered houses, dividing the town into two parts facing each other on the other side. Two elegant and quiet wooden bridges are the hubs connecting the two sides. Waterwheels set up on the shoals keep flowing. Extract water for people from rivers. The town is surrounded by cliffs, and two muddy roads are built along the mountains. It looks like a town that specializes in tourism.
"Death Eyes."
This name makes John feel that he possesses a mysterious and terrifying power. How frightening it sounds, and the person who controls it is the even more frightening God of Death.
