I stared blankly at the white mist around me, but I didn't feel any regret in my heart. If I didn't turn around and kill those ghosts, I might never feel at ease in this life. Then again, it seems that this time the Extreme Sun Soldier Talisman
It is extremely powerful. Is it because of the essence and blood between the eyebrows? If so, I can try it next time, but then I thought about it. I am trapped here and I don’t know if I can get out. What about next time?
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At this time, a cold feeling suddenly came from my left hand, as if something dirty was coming. My heart twitched, maybe these Japs hadn't died yet, but when I turned around and looked, it turned out that they were there.
There was a rat-faced ghost standing next to me. My heart was on fire. I still couldn’t believe it. I can’t kill you! I thought about using the sun fire in my hand again, but the rat-faced ghost in front of me actually screamed at me.
One sound.
As soon as I heard this movement, I was startled. This was the rat-faced ghost, the ghost that saved me. When I knew it was him, I put down the Yanghuo in my hand and said to him: "What on earth do you want to do?
Thank you for saving me." The rat-faced monster screamed at me twice, and then stepped forward. A thought suddenly appeared in my mind, does he know the way out?
I was so excited that I quickly stood up and followed this thing. Although the fog was extremely heavy, the rat-faced monster in front of me was like a small lamp, leading me forward in the vast fog. I walked less than a few steps.
As I stepped forward, the rat-faced monster in front of me suddenly disappeared. I was shocked. Did he lead me somewhere? But then I took a step forward, and my eyes blurred, and there was a ping-ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong sound in my ears.
, I actually came outside the Bagua array!
I turned my head and saw that Zou Yang was entangled with Mu Bai, and not far from me, it was the rat-faced monster. I shouted to Zou Yang: "Zou Yang, I'm out!" Zou Yang
When he looked up, his face lit up with joy, and then he looked down, probably because he was blaming me for not following him out in time.
Now there is no shadow of Gina in the cave. I think she took that thing out and walked out. I walked up to the rat-faced ghost in front and said: "Thank you for saving me again and again. I saw you last time."
It seems that you are asking for me. I wonder what you want to do?" When the rat-faced monster heard what I said, a light of joy flashed in his eyes, he nodded his huge rat head, and then he yelled at me, and then
Turn around and leave.
I didn't know where he was going to take me, but I followed him honestly. If he had tried to harm me, he would have done it long ago in the Bagua array. Why did he have to wait until now? By the way, the ghost didn't know he was Chinese.
He is still Japanese. Judging from his appearance, he must be Chinese, but I don’t know why he knows this Bagua formation!
Full of questions, I followed it and walked forward to the northeast corner of this space. As I said before, there is a large pond at the northeast corner. I know what it is for. I walked over and walked forward.
I looked around and almost made me spit it out. What are the things in here? The red things inside are all blood clots. It can’t be said to be blood clots anymore. It’s like the pig blood we eat, but all the blood is there.
It condensed and looked like it had filled most of the pool!
What shocked me was that there was a person lying on top of the blood pool. This person had his back to me. His clothes seemed to be far away from us. What was going on with this blood pool? I suppressed the nausea in my heart and took a closer look.
Look, except for the person lying in the middle, there is nothing else in this blood pool, not even the most fishy smell or evil spirit.
I said to the rat-faced ghost standing in the blood pool in front of me: "Is this human blood?" The rat-faced monster nodded and motioned for me to come over. He was now standing next to the lying corpse.
I took a breath. Although there was no smell in the blood pool, I still felt awkward. I held my breath and moved towards the corpse.
The blood clots under my feet had condensed for an unknown amount of time, and turned into a pitch-black color. They were firm and tight when stepped on, and I was not afraid of them leaking. I leaned forward, walked to the corpse, and faced the corpse.
The rat-faced monster said, "You want me to get it up?" The rat-faced monster had a complicated expression on its face, but in the end it nodded vigorously.
I bent down, grabbed the clothes on the back of the corpse and dragged it up. I don’t know what this corpse had to do with the rat-faced ghost. Could it be the thing itself? I thought wildly in my mind, and strengthened my hands.
After dragging the body out of the blood pool, I didn't expect that the man was still quite heavy. It seemed that this was what he meant.
After finally dragging it to the top, I turned the corpse over. There were some incredible expressions on the corpse's face, with its mouth wide open. It was a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. The clothes should be from the 1960s and 1970s.
Some people wear red five-stars on their clothes.
I don’t know why such a person appeared here. When the rat-faced ghost saw the face of the corpse, his face was full of sorrow. He stretched out his hand to touch the corpse, but when he stretched his hand forward, it was from the corpse.
After passing through it, I sighed and said to the rat-faced ghost: "This has been dead for decades. I don't know why it hasn't rotted. Please forgive me!" The rat-faced ghost heard me say this.
After saying that, he nodded and pointed at the chest of the corpse.
I thought that there might be some treasure among the dead bodies, so I squatted down and groped for the clothes of the corpse. The clothes of that era had many small pockets. I patiently touched them one by one, but
Except for some coins and some food stamps, there was nothing inside. I spread my hands towards the ghost and said, "There is nothing."
The rat-faced ghost screamed at me twice, seemingly dissatisfied. I said, "It's really gone. What else do you want me to do?" The ghost danced and stretched its hand into the chest of the corpse, and then
He yelled twice, gesturing for me to imitate him.
I felt a chill in my heart. This ghost kissed me last time and touched the male corpse's chest this time. Could it be that he was a rabbit before he was alive? Although I thought so in my heart, I still squatted down and touched it carefully.
The male corpse's chest was bulging, as if it contained something. I thought, I am so damn stupid!
I unbuttoned the corpse's coat, and then touched the lining. Sure enough, there was a small pocket in the lining of the clothes. That's where the bulging things came from. I carefully escaped from it.
What came out was a small soft-cover diary, only the size of a palm.
I asked the rat-faced ghost, "Can I see it?" The thing nodded.
After looking at it, I realized what was going on. The name of this male corpse was Hao Jianguo. He seemed to be an archaeologist. There were some diaries of his archeology recorded in it. The first ones were all things that had nothing to do with me.
I don’t want to explain it, but I wrote this later. I don’t know what document Hao Jianguo learned from that the Japanese massacred a large number of Chinese people near Tai’an. Originally, this was nothing special. After all, the Japanese committed crimes in various places in China.
A heinous crime was committed, but the key point is that the report mentioned that the Japanese worshiped a strange statue at that time, and described the statue as having a rat head and a human body.
This was originally an ordinary document, but after Hao Jianguo knew about it, he realized that this matter was not simple, because Hao Jianguo was not only an archaeologist, but also a scholar of metaphysics. He knew that the massacre at that time must have been
There was a problem, and the fact that the meeting was in Tai'an further aroused Hao Jianguo's interest.
After some twists and turns, he actually found the place where the Japanese massacred our people. Hao Jianguo first came here because he wanted to make a contribution, and secondly, relying on his skills, he went directly to this place. Later,
There is no record in his diary. As for how Hao Jianguo died, it was obvious that he hung it here before he could record it.
After reading it, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. You only thought it was a graveyard for thousands of people. You still dared to come in alone. You are very courageous, but your luck does not match your courage. After reading this,
I stared at the painful rat-faced ghost again and asked subconsciously: "You are not Hao Jianguo, are you?" The rat-faced ghost nodded amidst my surprised expression.
I was dizzy, it was true, but how did Hao Jianguo die that year, and how did his soul become like this? I asked the rat-faced ghost about it, but he screamed, and I couldn't listen.
Understood, I shook my head and said, "I won't ask, do you want me to bury your body?" The rat-faced ghost nodded, then shook its head, opened its mouth and hehey at me.
Screaming this, I thought to myself, "Hey, uncle, I don't understand the language of birds!"
While I was discussing with the rat-faced ghost, I suddenly heard a scream coming from Zou Yang. I looked up and found that the man in the bamboo hat couldn't bear the torture of Zou Yang and Mu Bai. He was defeated and was then beaten by Mu Bai.
The slap flew away, and seeing that he would not survive, Zou Yang walked over and said to the man in the bamboo hat: "Who am I?"
The man in the bamboo hat smiled and said: "Who are you? You are Zou Yang. You are Zou Yang who came out of the Immortal Village. Haha, do you want to know your identity? Come here and I will tell you." He motioned Zou Yang to move forward.
Shit, I saw it here and shouted to Zou Yang: "Zou Yang, stop, he is lying to you!" Zou Yang's eyes flashed, but he walked over and bent down.
I cursed Zou Yang, you idiot, and then rushed towards Zou Yang. Mu Bai also followed. Zou Yang was already close to the man in the bamboo hat. The man in the bamboo hat opened his mouth and whispered to Zou Yang.
A few words, and then he sneered a few times, and then turned around and looked at me bitterly. Zou Yang also looked at me. I don’t know what the man in the hat said to Zou Yang this time, but the look in their eyes was