A Japanese soldier rushes into the dark depths of the cave!

That's right, it's the kind of Japanese devil who is common in movies and television, wearing an earthy yellow military uniform, a hat with a butt curtain, a wide belt around his waist, and a Japanese sword held high, and he yelled at me!

"Shina dolphin, dead ね!"

I was very excited to see him, but unfortunately I couldn't understand a word.

At this time, I finally understood that when I used to go to school, the old English saying bitterly reminded us how important it was to know a foreign language, you see, now even ghosts and evil spirits can be used in situations where we need to use a foreign language.

If I knew Japanese, wouldn't I know what this Japanese ghost was roaring at?

The key question is, don't I just fall off a cliff? I haven't fallen to my death, can I still travel back to the period of the Anti-Japanese War?

The little devil is menacing, raising the knife to cut, I don't have to have time to think about anything else, seeing the knife coming, flashing to the side, stepping forward, invading the other party's arms, the copper coin sword pressed under the elbow and stabbed out, right in the heart of the little devil.

It's just that this sword stabbed through, but it didn't feel like it was in the flesh, but it seemed to be piercing the air, this force was used incorrectly, I stumbled forward, and collided with the Japanese devil, not to mention, I actually passed directly through the devil!

At the moment when he passed through the devil's body, the cold was pressing, and the whole person seemed to be immersed in ice water, and he shivered involuntarily, barely standing firmly, and when he looked back, the Japanese devil was broken!

Standing there and not moving, falling down the ballast piece by piece, each ballast is green, burning while falling down, burning is still green fire, and when it falls to the ground, even the slag is left!

The Japanese devil turned his head slowly, and the expression on his transparent face was soothing, and he seemed to be quite sad, and finally said, "気持ちがいいい、これは成仏感じなのかな?ありがとうございました!"

Nima, I still don't understand a word.

But one thing I know for sure, this thing is a ghost, I didn't cross it!

This copper coin sword is really sharp, with this sword in hand, what are the six techniques of exorcism to learn, don't care what ghosts come to cut, a cut is accurate!

The ghost was completely gone, not even a bit of ash remained, but the Japanese sword did not disappear with it, but fell to the ground with a thud.

I walked over and picked up the Japanese sword, only to see rust and obvious signs of fire.

I just heard the monk of the Qing Dynasty say that this was the prison of the gendarmerie during the Japanese occupation, and later many Japanese devils blew up the entrance of the basement and trapped it underground.

Could it be that this is another exit from the original basement?

I turned on the flashlight function of my mobile phone and shone it around, and sure enough, I saw that the four walls of the cave were smooth and flat, obviously excavated by hand!

The light of the mobile phone was not far away, the cave was long, and the depths were still dark, and it was completely impossible to see what was going on.

I hesitated for a moment and decided not to venture deeper and wait here for rescue.

Just kidding, now is not the time to be a hero, even if a layman in the magic world like me has just learned the six techniques of exorcism and has a copper coin sword at hand, who can guarantee what is going on in the cave?

Safety first, prudence first, there is nothing wrong with being careful.

The lonely hero, who goes deep into the tiger's den and captures the demon god horse with one hand, should stay in the novel and movie.

I'm bold, but not stupid.

After making up my mind, I squatted at the entrance of the cave with the copper coin sword and waited for rescue.

Feng Tian really didn't disappoint me, and it didn't take long for me to hear a voice calling my name from the top of the cliff.

The crows hovering in the hollow seemed to be frightened, and with a hula they dispersed, fleeing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

I quickly shouted at the entrance of the cave in response, giving them directions.

In a few moments, a rope hung down from it and landed on the edge of the hole.

I grabbed the rope and prepared to climb up.

But as soon as I put my hand on the rope, two arms came up from behind to my neck.

Wow, these two arms, not to mention the cold**, are still dripping with blood and smelly!

"Take me with you!"

The eerie voice sounded in my ears, and the permeating feeling penetrated from my ears and straight into my heart, making my hairs stand on end!

Without saying a word, I stabbed under the side with the bronze coin sword.

There was a terrible scream in his ears, and the two arms were released at once, and a green light flashed behind him.

When I turned my head, I saw half of the transparent ghost lying on the ground, its body rapidly shattering.

However, this ghost is not dressed as a ghost soldier, but a man wearing a very old-fashioned jacket, with a big blood hole in the middle of his head, which is not easy to die at first glance.

The shattered body turned into a burning green flame, reflecting the area around the entrance of the cave, and in the green light, one figure after another appeared, rushing towards the entrance of the cave.

Nima, it's all ghosts!

Men and women, old and young, there are ghost soldiers, but more should still be Chinese, some are dressed old-fashioned, and some are dressed more in line with the current trend, one by one is either lacking here or less that, or this hole, that hole, blood is flowing loudly, the most outrageous thing is that I also saw a guy with his head under his arm, and the neck cavity kept gurgling blood out, but he still ran the fastest, and he was the first to rush to the mouth of the cave, and he reached out to catch me!

I was startled, this Nima fell into the ghost nest, fortunately I didn't go to the cave just now, the tiger can't stand the wolves, and the two fists are hard to beat the four hands, how can I, a half-hung rookie mage, fight too much and look like a fierce ghost?

Without further ado, let's run away first!

I grabbed the rope and quickly climbed up, climbed more than ten meters out, felt that the rope was shaking badly, it seemed that someone below was shaking vigorously, and the climb was not smooth, and I looked down.

Good guys, it's spectacular!

The ghosts hanging on the rope below me are all climbing up with the rope like me, and they are so energetic!

Please, guys, you're ghosts! You are ghosts who can fly to the sky and hide in the pit to harm people, can't you just float out or emerge through the ground? Don't you feel ashamed to climb the rope like a living person like me?

Of course, you can climb and climb, what else are you shaking, I don't know if it's hard to climb when you shake up? You're not afraid of falling to death, I'm afraid!

Immediately following me was the guillotine with his head between his head, and he climbed up with only one hand, and he climbed very fast, and I looked down to observe the situation, and he caught up with me, and hugged my thigh.

I couldn't help but be horrified, according to the normal process, this ghost should have pulled me down hard, or even hugged me and fell down together, anyway, they can't fall to death.

But to my surprise, the ghost didn't pull me, but continued to climb up, holding my legs, then hugging my waist, then hugging my shoulders, and finally crossing, grabbing the rope and climbing up, the blood that came out of my neck poured all over my head, and it stepped on my head and feet!

Nima was trampled on by a ghost, which was really unbearable!

I pulled the rope and chased, while chasing, I yelled: "You stop me, I can't kill you, I'm sorry for my master to pass me on the copper coin sword!"

The severed head didn't answer me at all, but swished up the rope, and in a blink of an eye he climbed to the edge of the cliff and turned over directly onto the cliff.

"Su Ling, are you okay?"

There were chaotic shouts, and it seemed that there were quite a few people.

Nima, what kind of eyes are these guys, is that me? It is possible that I don't even have a head? Even if my head is off and my clothes are different, can't I observe it carefully?

This concerned inquiry was only half shouted and then disappeared, followed by a short, clean and sharp cry: "Ghost!"

Good guy, this voice, the effect is too amazing, the cliff is in a mess, it seems that they are not lightly frightened, and they are messing up, so they hear the voice of the Zen master of the obscure Qing Dynasty, "Don't panic, the poor monk will deal with it!"

Then I didn't hear any special movements, and the severe-headed ghost flew out of the cliff with a swish, and fell down with his hands and feet, even his head was skimmed, and he fell down with him, thinking that he had been kicked down by the Zen master of the obscure Qing.

However, the guillotine did not fall to the bottom of the cliff, and when it passed through the hole, the mouth seemed to generate a suction force, and it was sucked back into the cave.

I saw the situation of the guillotine here, and several more ghosts on the rope below came up and crossed me up the cliff.

At first, there was a chaotic screaming on the top of the cliff, but it soon calmed down, because none of the ghosts who climbed up could show their majesty or have a chance to harm people, and one was kicked down and the other was kicked down, and those who were kicked down fell to the cave and were sucked back again.

I looked down for a while, and saw that there was an endless stream of ghosts gushing out of the cave, and I don't know how many, they all jumped on the rope in horror and climbed up, and at most five or six ghosts rolled into a ball and jumped out to grab the rope, which is why the rope shook so much. I was a little afraid that the rope would not be able to hold up, so I quickly climbed up desperately.

There is a layer of mucus on the rope that was climbed by the ghost, and it is very slippery and slippery, and the hand catches it and keeps slipping, not to mention that there is no ghost grabbing my body and stepping on my head to go up with force, and in the last part of the distance, I climbed it so hard that it is called a hard ah, basically a rhythm of two meters and one meter of slippery.

Fortunately, the hard work paid off, and I finally managed to climb back to the cliff after a female ghost with a half-flowered head.

I grabbed the rope, put one hand on the edge of the cliff, struggled to turn over and jump, successfully stood on the edge of the cliff, escaped death, it was really indescribable excitement, regardless of the occasion, directly raised my hand, shouting: "I climbed up ......"

I had just shouted half a sentence when I saw a kick come to me.

This kick is called a fast one, an accurate one, and one is just right, I was on an unstable footing, and I didn't even have time to dodge, and I was kicked down again by this kick on the spot!xh118