I silently lit a cigarette, but suddenly remembered what the doctor had said to me when I was in the hospital.

Fragments of memories are like threads that gradually evolve into familiar scenes.

"You have mild hysteria and mania, and in severe cases it can evolve into a split personality."

"And then."

I replied unconcernedly, with a sloppy ruffian.

The fantastic smoke emitted by tobacco seems to be able to calm all the troubles in the heart, making people flutter.

"Not only that, but you're now in the advanced stage of lung cancer, and my personal advice is to hope you can quit smoking."

She pushed the glasses off her face, her clear eyes looking me up and down.

"Thank you, little girl, if Lao Tzu is already in the advanced stage of lung cancer, do you care about any split personality?"

I opened my mouth with a slightly flirtatious charm, but I was greeted with a hard slap.

"You..., unreasonable."

The young female doctor in a white coat slapped me hard in the face and left in a huff.

The mind goes back to reality.

I looked at the table and it was not the same as in the previous underground fortifications.

There is not a glimmer of light in the narrow space of the ground.

There was only a kerosene lamp in my hand, burning faintly.

I held a cigarette in one hand and looked around with a lamp, in addition to a huge military map and an old-fashioned Japanese army lunch box.

The ground was covered with moss.

Water droplets..."tick tock", dripping down from the roof of the shed.

I frowned, not only did the communication equipment fail, but even the mechanical watch was reversed.

"I forgot to introduce myself."

My name is Gan Zi and I am also the owner of this "diary", as an "underground worker".

He has lived in various underground depths for a long time, in strange buildings left by the Japanese army.

"Please forgive me, it's hard to leave your real name and information."

"If you meet someone destined in the future, pick up this diary."

"Don't forget, burn two pieces of paper money in the same place."

The pen in my hand gradually stopped, and I took two vicious puffs of the cigarette that I had been holding in my hand again.

"Whew..."

I closed the title page and tucked the journal into my arms.

Turning around, he took out a pair of white latex gloves from the leather bag behind him.

I have a lot of respect for the dead, except for the brutes.

I tore the white gloves in my hand to shreds, and I couldn't help but retch a little as I looked at the dried corpse sitting in the chair in front of me.

He was dressed in a green "Kwantung Army" uniform, with a sharp command knife in both hands, even though he was dead.

You can still feel the majesty.

The eye sockets were deep-set, and the shriveled eyeballs looked like rotten grapes, and a black, rancid liquid flowed out at the slightest touch.

I pinched my nose viciously, for fear of smelling the bad smell.

"Looking at the military rank, he should have been a young man when he was alive."

1941 year.

After the Japanese army entered China, they carried out a tragic massacre in X City, but what is not known is that there is a special internal detachment of the Japanese army, which is in X City, and even in all provinces and cities across the country.

Unfolded a terrorist plan, codenamed "Rashomon".

In the center of X, 800 meters underground, they built an unprecedented, terrifying underground project.

Their whereabouts are very strange and they do not participate in any military operations.

Including the head of command, the core of the mission is secret.

A few years later.

A "soul removal team" secretly formed by the superiors got the news.

They carried the finest instruments and wore white robes.

A thorough inventory of the old second floor in the center of X.

But he found a mysterious staircase leading to the unknown depths of the underground.

Rusty staircases, eerie iron doors.

Like a treacherous beast from hell, devouring everyone, only the fragile heart remains......

"Xiao Nan, when I finish this ticket, I can take you home."

I whispered to myself and looked at the yellowed photograph in my sleeve that I had carefully hidden.

A sour and endless sense of vicissitudes swept through my heart like a tide.

In the photo, a short-haired girl in a dark green military uniform looks like a lively and active elf.

As if right next to me, looking at me with a smirk and a smile at her, she turned around and prayed to the heavens.

Even though I'm not a Christian, I always do things that are detrimental to my virtues.

This is already the seventh underground fortification I have entered, without exception.

Tongtong is closely related to that mysterious plan.

I stopped my reverie.

Raised his hand to correct the searchlight above his head.

The dazzling white light illuminated the "dry corpse Shaozuo" in military uniform in front of him.

His skin was almost crumpled and waxy yellow, and even his bones were clearly outlined.

Black teeth, not all of which have yet to fall out.

It seems that the cause of death should be suicide by taking poison.

I held out my hands in anticipation.

Reaching out with two fingers, he pinched his throat and slammed in.

The mouth of the dry corpse, the boss who opened it impressively, looked very exaggerated, and I pinched my nose against the smell of rotten corpses in his mouth.

Shine straight with a searchlight.

Yet there was nothing inside.

"How so..., why is this happening."

I panicked, and my head ached.

Even though I had prepared for the worst, I didn't have much hope.

But when the moment came, I admit that I was a little overwhelmed.

After so many years of life and death, I just wanted to find the bead that could bring the dead back to life.

Come to "resurrect", that touch of green military color...

I sat on the floor, my eyes flustered, and suddenly remembered the doctor's words.

I know, this could be the last...

For the last time, the expedition was made.

My time is running out, but over the years, the clues I have gathered have brought the truth closer and closer.

"I'm unwilling, I'm unwilling."

I began to get restless, looking at the dry corpse in front of me, his eyes dark.

A nameless anger in my heart suddenly poured into my head, and I kicked him over.

The sharp boots pierced his body almost instantly.

A stream of black water, splashing out with an unpleasant stench.

It turned out that under his stool, there was a top-secret file bag.

A map loaded.

I was ecstatic, as if I saw hope, and suddenly pulled out the map.

It was empty, just covered with a thick layer of dust, like a yellowed white piece of paper.

I didn't lose heart, I knew that this was a trick used by little devils.

This map will definitely come in handy in the future.

I adjust my mood and condition.

Wearing gloves, he grabbed his shriveled ankles and dragged the dried corpse in front of him out of the dimly lit basement.

I want to do one last job, destroy the corpse and burn it.

What greeted you was a dark corridor with dimly lit chandeliers in tatters.

The walls are fitted by heavy marble tiles.

Mixed with various ore materials on the surface.

This underground fortification is located outside the city of X, an old mine site.

Who would have thought?

It's 200 meters underground.

There was a strange underground fortification of the Japanese army's terrible plan, which was once well-equipped.

The amount of grain reserves has also reached three years.

I pulled a compressed biscuit out of my pocket with one hand and took a vicious bite.

"The taste is not bad, and the shelf life of this ration can even reach fifty or sixty years."

I put my rations in my pocket.

Raise your head and look at the front of you, as if it were an endless corridor.

The end of the darkness is endless, like an entrance to hell.

I hung the kerosene lamp around my waist and lowered my head again with my military boots on my feet.

Carrying out the unfinished work at hand, at the end of the promenade is a relatively large "underground activity plaza". ”

Back then, those earth rats who lived here and the executioners who killed people without blinking an eye launched the so-called "Rashomon" secret plan here.

No one knows what the details of the plan were, even the Japanese officials and "scientists" at the time.

It's just the area in charge of his own hands.

Who is the real mastermind behind the scenes?

No one knows, including the souls that reverberate in the underground fortifications.

I dragged his body step by step in my military boots and walked towards the corridor behind me.

Suddenly.

A strange cry woke me up completely.

"Woooooo Woo."

Crying, mixed with sobbing.

The cold hair stood up, and a cold sweat broke out.

"Who."

My eyes grew wise, squinting at the unknown darkness behind me.

Silently, as dead as silence.

I began to wonder if it was really what the doctor said. It's the "hysteria" that starts to kick in.

"TM, Lao Tzu has been a mouse for so many years, and he doesn't believe in any heresies of ghosts and gods."

Terrible and strange things have been experienced, but in the end, they can all be overcome by theoretical knowledge.

"Phew."

I threw my head down and spat the ground, then turned around and continued my work.

At this moment, I suddenly noticed a pair of delicate leather boots standing under my feet.

It was covered with mud, like "little feet" that only a seven or eight-year-old child could have.

In an instant, my hairs stood on end.

was shocked into a cold sweat, in the empty underground fortifications.

Where is there any living man?

"Who is the pair of feet in front of you?"

My heart shuddered, and I gradually let go of the dried ankle in my hand.

The two of them were frozen here, and the owner of the feet did not move.

Just stand in front of me like that.

I tried my best to calm my mood and just wanted to look up.

But suddenly, I heard a little girl's voice in my ears.

"Uncle, this is my home..., how did you get here?"

My pupils widened, and my heart pounded.

The voice of the little girl in my ears still echoes in my head.

"Uncle, I lost my head."

"Can you help me find it, I beg you."

"Poof."

A mouthful of blood gushed out of my throat, and I didn't even bother to wipe it.

He turned around and ran, lit up by a kerosene lamp.

Under the dim shadows.

A very strange and weak figure, infinitely elongated by the wall.

It was like an iron box in his arms.

On the bare neck, there was nothing.

"What the hell."

I was so frightened that I ran as hard as I could.

Maggots crawled out of the original putrid "wet corpses".

It was a place where Japanese soldiers washed, and a large pool of water was displayed in a stone room of less than 30 square meters.

They were soaked in pools, their faces highly decayed, and they still hadn't completely melted away after so many years.

The shadow behind him is like a small tail.

Keep following me.

"Uncle, this is my home!"

Her voice was hoarse, almost a shrill growl.

I didn't care so much, pinched my nose and jumped into the stinky "corpse pool" full of maggots.

I watched as the white maggots, whose bodies were filled with corpse water, crawled around on the corpses next to the pool.

The shriveled abdomen is full of holes.

A fat maggot crawled in and out of each hole, yellow corpse water mixed with the foul smell of the pool.

I almost didn't throw up.

The little girl's body came in response, and I put my eyes on the surface cautiously.

"Uncle, where are you?"

She was dressed in an old children's dress, and her neck was bare and stained with blood.

A vertebrae covered with maggots protruded from the neck.

As if the skull had been torn off, I supported the pool with one hand and covered my mouth with the other.

For fear that the slightest movement will reveal his position.

"Uncle, where are you?"

At this time, I suddenly saw that she was holding an old gramophone in her hand.

The sound of terror also came from there.

Suddenly.

My hand felt like a bump that stood directly below the pool like some kind of valve.

I had some idea in my mind, and I was thinking about how to deal with it.

Suddenly.

The valve seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure of a big living person like me, and twisted it by itself, and this kind of water pressure valve will automatically open the gate and discharge water as long as the pressure exceeds the load.

However, what I didn't expect was this.

What happened in the next second was far worse than I had imagined.

I suddenly felt a huge pool of water, a shaking.

The "little girl" who was about to leave the water room.

Noticing the noise, she turned her head to stare at the pool carefully.

"TM, fight with you!"

I scolded angrily, and when I lifted my leg, there was a splash of water.

I saw the muddy corpse water, splashing on her body and sending out a puff of white smoke.

She flinched back abruptly, as if feeling pain, and it dawned on me that this little creature was afraid of water.

I just thought about it and finally found a solution.

The splash of water under his feet condensed into a whirlpool and surged wildly.

I haven't realized what's going on yet.

It was accompanied by a huge whirlpool that swept down the cracks in the pool.

My head was dizzy, and the rotting Japanese soldiers were clinging to me.

Maggots and yellowish corpse water, mixed with a foul and unpleasant smell, poured madly into my mouth.

I tried desperately to struggle, but my mind was dizzy, and finally I couldn't resist.

Completely fainted...