I couldn't help pinching my nose a little closer to the rotting corpse, and just wanted to stretch out my hand, but I heard the stern shouts of Wu Laogou behind me.

"Don't move."

I thought he saw some sign or danger, and then his outstretched palm froze in the air, not daring to move.

"Stinky boy, this place is full of murderous opportunities, and if you are not careful, you will die without a place to be buried."

I didn't answer his words, just looked at the diary in the chest of the rotting corpse in front of me, as if there was a special magic that kept tempting me.

Wu Laogou walked over quickly, and first took back the Shao Zuo command knife in my hand.

Immediately, he inserted it into the chest cavity of the rotting corpse little by little, and endured the huge stench, and carefully pried out the diary and the wooden box hidden underneath.

I looked at the corpse water flowing from the ground, and the internal organs that had not yet rotted and had long black hair, and spat on the ground.

"Phew..., you're not disgusting."

This time, it was Wu Laogou who ignored me, his expression was serious and his appearance was terrifying, and he didn't even dare to shake his hands.

I was inexplicably frightened by this atmosphere, as if the wooden box in front of me was not an ordinary object, but a ** that could detonate at any time.

The empty secret room was pitch black, except for me and Wu Laogou, the two big living people, only the hundred-year-old tree that broke through the ground in the center but was dying.

The sand beneath his feet rolled, and the delicate rhizomes shuttled back and forth under the floor tiles like nimble snakes.

Even though I know this thing isn't a threat to us anymore.

But out of instinct and fear of poisonous snakes, I still can't help but want to avoid them.

I bred up my spirits and listened to the wind outside the stone room.

But we found that for so long, the strange sound of the telegram that attracted us here at the beginning had disappeared without a trace.

Rubbing his slightly aching head, he said in his heart, could it be that everything was just an illusion of shame?

I'm thinking about it.

But he saw that Wu Laogou beside him had quietly opened the wooden box stained with corpse liquid, and his expression was excited, as if he was looking forward to something.

Only I wiped down the diary next to him that he discarded, and took it into his arms while he was not paying attention.

"Ahhh

He suddenly screamed like a madman, raised his hand and threw the box to the ground.

Where could the wooden box, which had been soaked in the corpse for many years, withstand such a toss, and before I could take a look, it was already torn apart.

Disgusting black corpse water flowed all over the ground, and even splashed on his face, emitting a pungent smell.

"How can this be..., how can this be, where is Yangzhu Yangzhu."

He roared and his face was hideous, as if he was enchanted.

I was afraid that he would make some unexpected moves, so I pressed his shoulders hard and scolded angrily.

"What kind of wind do you smoke, what kind of yang beads and yin beads."

As if stunned by my words, he gradually raised his head and looked at me expressionlessly, muttering to himself.

"Yangzhu... That's right, how could Yang Zhu hide in the remains of a Japanese soldier Shaozuo. ”

He reached out and rubbed his temple vigorously, and I sighed vaguely as I watched his expression calm down.

But there was a knot in his heart that couldn't be untied, and he just wanted to ask what the "Yang Zhu" he was talking about, but he couldn't help but keep half a point on his lips.

This old fellow is capricious and cunning, and even if I ask him, he may not be able to tell me the truth, and he may even arouse his guard, which is really worth the loss.

"After... It's been the first few nights outside."

He asked me in a hoarse voice without looking back, but his eyes seemed to be wandering the sand.

I was shocked, wasn't he looking for the little devil's diary?

"You ask me, how do I know?"

"Since I came here, I have been like a mouse without distinguishing between day and night, and even the watch seems to be disturbed by the signal, constantly rotating against the clock."

There was a slight anger in my voice, trying to draw attention to him through my emotions, and to divert his attention with it.

But he never thought that this old guy would become silent, and he patrolled around the corpse of Shao Zuo in front of him and the ground nearby.

The rickety back seems to be full of weirdness in the dark.

"Yangzhu..., how long will it take for me to see Sanniang."

This time his tone was low and faintly sad, and I was shocked, and even felt a little strange.

What he has done along the way really makes me not to take him lightly, or even treat him as an ordinary person at all.

How could such a scheming and terrifying person be so sad because of a concubine.

Who is this Sanniang?

I wondered a few times but couldn't make sense of the thoughts in my head, looking at his dull eyes, it seemed that I was caught in the deep memories of my mind.

I just wanted to ask him, but I saw him suddenly raise his head, and the deep gaze in his eyes returned again.

The hoarse voice was still the same, and he said coldly.

"Housheng, let's go."

"Go...? Where to. ”

I snorted coldly in my heart, but I didn't dare to say it.

After all, I only had a temporary relationship with him, and I never knew the purpose of his trip, let alone how he quietly infiltrated the strange old fortifications 800 meters underground.

If I find a trace of the platoon leader, I will definitely find a way to get out.

Thinking of all this, I couldn't help but pretend to be lazy and show obedience.

In half a minute, I made a simple scaffold from the wooden scabbard of the broken Shaozo command knife and fastened it to the broken right leg with rope and strips of cloth.

Turning to look at the huge tree that was wriggling in the sandy soil, he thought about it.

In the dark, the back of Wu Laogou stayed at the secret door of the secret room.

He bent his waist and hung the rusty Shaozuo command knife around his waist, which really had a bit of majestic momentum.

"Uncle Wu, don't you have anything you are most afraid of in your life?"

I had doubts in my mind, but as soon as I said it, I realized how stupid it was.

I just wanted to slap myself, but I heard Wu Laogou's voice laughing in a playful tone.

"Fart, Lao Tzu has walked the rivers and lakes for dozens of years as a ringing horse, and he has also done the business of inverted fighting, if there is a ghost in his heart, he will burp his mother."

The sound of "hehe" came out of my mouth as a few laughs, and my whole body was already soaked through my back with cold sweat.

I'm afraid that the old man in front of him will turn around and slash at the wrong tendon in his head.

"Let's go, don't fucking grind, when I find Yangzhu, I will not only let you go, but also send you out of here safely."

His voice was low, and there was a strange charm in his tone.

I was stunned in place, and I couldn't figure out what the "yang pearl" he had been thinking about in his mouth could be?

"Is it a bead? What does it look like? ”

I didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly walked slowly towards the exit of the secret room.

As he was thinking about how to get hold of the map of the underground fortifications in his arms, he heard a strange woman's voice suddenly in his ears.

"Wu Wenju, do you remember me?"

The crisp sound accompanied by the whistling wind really echoed in my mind, making me giggle in my heart.

Even my whole body was in a cold sweat.