Wu Yu opened his mouth in a daze, like a demented child, saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth, but he didn't know it at all. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Again, his words stunned everyone, Auschwitz. Who in the world would not know about that death factory? Even if you don't know how Japan surrendered in World War II and how it was beaten by the Eighth Road, you can't forget that place. As long as you hear it once, he will be like bone marrow, deep in his bones.

It wasn't an honor, it was fear. A deep fear that cannot be forgotten.

"Old Wu, is that what you mean?" Shao Zeyang's words were a little dry, "The hair in the box outside is not dog hair at all, but the hair of a dead person." ”

"Can you not speak, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb." Wu Yu wiped the corners of his mouth, looked at Shao Zeyang with a twitch on his face and said.

"But this is the real hell." Wu Yu's smile became more and more infiltrating, until Shao Zeyang, who watched it at the end, felt a chill behind his back.

The first layer is called hell, but now they don't really know about it. But the only good thing they have over the others is that they know in advance what hell is. But this is only a corner of hell, and they don't know what it's like out there.

If the land under your feet is called the hell of World War II, then the outside world may be a living, real hell.

They are all people who exist in hell, and if they take a wrong step, they will stay here forever and become ghosts in hell.

"Let's go." Wu Yu patted Yuan Rong's back and stood up from the ground, "Compared to staying here and scaring myself alone, I prefer to decide my own fate." ”

Wu Yu tore open the sleeves of his purple clothes, and the dried crimson sticked together, and it hurt a little when he pulled it. Five deep nail prints, visible as the clothing peels off.

"Old Wu, I..." Wei Hao saw these five paw prints, and his face was a little feverish.

"It's fine." Wu Yu shook his head, "It's just that there is some blood, and it will be good if the scab will fall off in two days." What happened just now was also an accident, no matter who it was, it is estimated that there will be a similar reaction. ”

Without saying a word, the seven men walked out of the room again. Two times in and out twice with a completely different mentality, the first time it was just a game, now it's life.

The fishy smell on the fence was still so strong, and this time Wu Yu felt like vomiting, because it was the smell of human blood and iron fermentation.

The straight corridor, the middle-aged man at the end, seems to be still lying there. Wu Yu and the others walked over, and the bright red clothes and white name tags fell aside.

Wu Yu squatted down and touched the man's body. Pulled out a wallet from his pants, which had no ID card, only one or two hundred yuan, and a gym membership card.

Wu Yu shook his head, threw his wallet aside, and with a glance, he saw a black rope hanging from the man's neck. He moved up and took off the black rope, and at the bottom of the rope was a small round jade pendant.

"If you have the opportunity in the future, let's go find his family." muttered a few words in a low voice, and held the jade pendant fiercely in his hand.

Shao Zeyang's hand was on his shoulder and he didn't speak. Everything was quiet, the silence was a little scary. The jade pendant in Wu Yu's hand can be said to be the last relic of the man, maybe he can meet his family in the future, and he will also atone for his sins.

Wu Yu stood up and hesitated for a moment before hanging the jade pendant around his neck. The jade pendant had long been devoid of a man's body temperature, and it was a little cold and clinging to Wu Yu's chest.

A gust of wind blew over, waking Wu Yu up. Shaking his head, he took a deep breath, "Let's go, let's see how we can get out, it's a little sooner, anyway, I don't want to stay here for a second." ”

The smile was a little far-fetched, and several people looked at Wu Yu, his state was a little worrying. This is like the so-called demon in ancient times, who wants to really cross this hurdle unless he can forgive himself from the heart, or someone can prove that the man's death is not directly related to him.

But this is almost impossible, even if Wu Yu can truly forgive himself, then it will take time to dilute his memory.

On the other side of the corner, there is not a straight road, but an open-air playground-like place.

The concrete floor is muddy. If you just rely on the first impression, these concrete floors are more like red plastic roads. But they know that this is cement, and the reason why it is red like plastic is because there is the blood of 1.1 million people, which once baptized here.

The reddish ground is more like a warning light, making it impossible to forget.

"Wu Yu, I remember that Auschwitz should not be like this." Shao Zeyang frowned, "Although there are 1.1 million dead here, it's not enough to dye the ground like this." ”

"Oh, not really." Wu Yu nodded, "But this is not a real death factory after all, but as a hell, it will definitely disguise itself even more terrifying." ”

"I see." Several people nodded at the same time.

The cold air outside the corridor continued to blow, and several people hurriedly wrapped their clothes tightly before walking out.

Although it was another space, the fresh air still made a few people feel refreshed. After all, this freshness is the only way to wash away the gore.

But even so, everyone's mood is still depressed.

The thick clouds in the sky overwhelmed everything, and in a world where I don't know if there is a sun or not, there is not much difference between the light and the twilight. Even at dusk there was the glow of the golden sun, but here it was only dim.

On the tens of thousands of square meters of empty concrete floor, shoes are piled up next to the corner of the wall. Even those close to the bottom are starting to rot, these shoes are all new, and I don't know how long it took to leave them to achieve this effect.

"Can anyone tell me how big this hell is?" Shao Zeyang patted his head, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, and his face was pale.

Wu Yu sighed, "Although I don't want to admit it, I have to say something." I remember that this hellish place is going to die. ”

"How big is it to die?"

"Forty square kilometers."

Shao Zeyang looked at Wu Yu with a confused expression, his eyes were almost squeezed out of his sockets, "You must be teasing me." ”

"What am I kidding you for?" Wu Yu spread his hands expressionlessly, "What I'm more concerned about now is that this is just a corner of hell, so how big is the real hell." ”

The dark cloud had been torn open by something, revealing a blood-colored light that shone on him. Reflecting on the ground, it is like a bloody warrior, with a face of vicissitudes.