"Is there any way to get the orb without much effort."

I didn't want to think about it and said it to the samurai in front of me, he hesitated for a moment and then whispered.

"You're dreaming."

"In that case, let's go to war."

The long knife in my hand flashed with a cold light, and the *** on his waist had not yet been unsheathed, so I chose to strike first.

After all, soldiers are not tired of cheating.

The sharp long knife slashed through me, and I only felt a hearty feeling that I had never felt before in my whole body, which was tightly stimulating my nerves.

"Bang bang bang."

He turned around and walked over, already putting away the sword, and the sound echoed in his ears.

"You're too weak."

"Not the one I'm waiting for."

I was silent, only to feel my legs bend unnaturally on the ground and sit down on my knees.

The huge bluestone slab blocking the door behind me moved slowly, and in an instant, Xiao Yue desperately ran in and hugged me and cried silently.

"Go back, girl!"

I pushed Xiao Yue away in a rage, and then I endured the sharp pain from my body and sneaked towards the position of the samurai.

I don't like this kind of despicable method, but the orb is so important to me that it has been a long-cherished wish of mine for decades and half of my life.

Even if you know it's death, you have to fight desperately.

"Don't!"

Xiao Yue rushed over again like crazy, but was stopped by the middle-aged doctor guarding the door.

"I can't help myself."

With a crisp groan, I finally knelt on the ground and felt the withering of the breath of life, and the long knife in my hand sank into my abdomen.

The nameless warrior in red armor in front of me first knelt down in front of me, then bowed respectfully.

A trail of blood spilled from the corner of my mouth and I felt my consciousness blur, but I knew that in Japan it was a sign of respect for the enemy.

The next step is to draw the sword and give the head.

Before he died, I only remember the last scene, when he stood up and did not behead him as I imagined, but took out a bead from his bosom that shimmered with strange light.

That must be the Yin Bead undoubtedly.

The picture of the deceased in his mind surrounded him, and Xiao Yue broke free of the middle-aged doctor's palm like crazy, and rushed over crying loudly.

At that moment, I saw the platoon commander in white robes, Leng Feng and other comrades-in-arms standing on the other side of the Yellow River, waving at me.

In front of me was the icy cold, rushing waters of the Yellow River, and I don't remember anything about what happened later.

When he woke up, he was carrying a book in his arms, and the dust on it seemed to be able to choke people to death.

"What's wrong with you?"

Xiaoyue asked me with concern, and she had a puzzled look on her face.

A strong wind blew through the deep tunnel, and I was amazed to find that there was not a single fatal wound on my body, only those inconspicuous abrasions.

"What about the samurai, and others."

"What a samurai?"

Xiao Yue's face was puzzled, and then I couldn't help but open the letter in my arms, and I understood everything in an instant.

"The Yin Bead is in my hands, if you want to take it at any time, you just have the strength to defeat me."

"I'll be waiting for you in the underground remains all the time."

"Hey, what is this?"

Xiao Yue took the letter in my hand with some surprise, and the pretty figure sat in my arms, and the tip of her nose inadvertently rebuked a strange body fragrance.

Looking at her graceful figure, I instantly remembered everything that happened before I fell unconscious, but I didn't know how to respond to this complicated emotion.

Xiao Nan's death is still a pain that has not faded in my heart, although it is gradually forgotten...

Until suddenly, I found that Xiao Yuetan's exposed shoulders had a little plum blossom-like mark, and when she subconsciously touched her skin with her hands, she felt like she was electrocuted.

She stood up abruptly and quickly retracted her body.

It gradually became clear in my mind, but there seemed to be something I couldn't say.

It wasn't plum blossoms, it was Japanese cherry blossoms.

"You're Japanese...?"

I stared at Xiaoyue in disbelief, only this time she was anxious to avoid my gaze.

"Everyone else is still waiting in front... We... Let's get out of here. ”

"Wait a minute, what's going on with the cherry blossoms on your shoulders."

My expression gradually became solemn, and I felt an endless chill, and I couldn't help but shudder when I first came to this mental hospital.

The events are more like cumbersome strangeness, and they all have a reasonable explanation at this moment.

"It's all your trap...?"

"No... No. ”

Xiao Yue in front of me was so anxious that she was about to cry, and I gradually fell silent for a while before I whispered.

"So I fell into your trap..., you're Japanese..."

"Yes, you can read Japanese and speak Japanese so fluently."

How blind I didn't think about it.

"It's not... No, I really like you.... ”

I sneered and mocked, "You, a 19-year-old girl, would like me, a thirty-year-old uncle?" ”

If you think about it, sure enough, I'm still a ghost, a ghost!

The tunnel in front of me was dim, and a figure gradually lit up at the end, and I knew that it was a middle-aged doctor who had finally found an exit.

"The Japanese... Woooooooo ”

"I'm Japanese, what's wrong, don't Japanese people deserve to like it... Woooooooo ”

"It's not what you think..., in fact, my father and grandfather were at war...".

Before Xiaoyue could finish speaking, I couldn't help but interrupt her words angrily.

"That's enough, you want to get Yin Beads through me."

I angrily shook off Xiao Yue, pulled my palm, and quickly rushed out of the darkness.

The exit is the sewage well next to the old building of the mental hospital, and the sound of Xiaoyue's crying echoes in her ears.

"Uncle...!"

She took the middle-aged doctor's hand and hugged her in her arms, and for a moment I understood why she insisted on returning to the old building again.

And the glittering gaze in the eyes of the middle-aged Japanese doctor when he looked at him, it was a big trap, a trap that deceived my emotions and even pressed my IQ to the ground and rubbed it.

When I woke up the next day, the dark clouds in the sky had not yet dissipated.

Thunder and mist flickered in the rain and buzzed in the ears.

I struggled to get out of my bed in the empty old dormitory building when I heard a slight knock on the door.

I thought it was the wind that was doing the trick, but when I opened the door, I saw a middle-aged doctor with gray sideburns.

"I... Can I talk to you about it? ”

He doesn't speak Chinese very fluently, and although I don't have a good impression of him, it's a legal society, and it's impossible for me to give people two knives at every turn.

What's more, the mystery in my heart hasn't been solved yet, in fact, I already regretted it a little last night.

"Nami Ryoko did hide something from you, I'm his uncle, and I'm here to apologize to you."

The respectful appearance of the middle-aged doctor in front of me really made me unable to get angry, but I couldn't help but mock in my heart when I heard him say the word "Liangzi".

"Ganzi, Ganzi, you are really the stupidest person in the world."