I couldn't help but sigh coldly, thinking to myself that since I had found the blurry mountain shadow in the photo, this black and white photo had no value left.

What I didn't expect was that I just wanted to throw away the paper ball, but the palm of my hand gradually became a little strange, and I obviously felt that the original crumpled photo seemed to be rubbed by sweat.

The black and white blurred mountain shadow above is only the surface of the photographic pattern, and there is another layer inside the photo.

This is clearly an artificial glue that glues the two photos together.

I hastily stopped, and spread the picture that I had almost thrown away on the railroad tracks, in the dim flashlight.

The scene of the mezzanine inside the photo instantly came into view, but I didn't expect that what was hidden in this black and white picture was actually the figure of a Japanese soldier.

He was wearing a military rank uniform at the level of Shaozo, his face was expressionless, and the background of the photo with black and white colors was indescribably weird.

I don't know why, I always feel that the Japanese in front of me is a little indescribably familiar, but I can firmly believe that this is the first time I have seen the man in the mezzanine of this photo in the tunnel.

The black-and-white photographs taken decades ago seem to have led me into a deep puzzle again, and I can't help but place the laminated photographs carefully on my chest.

I just wanted to follow Suchak and continue to look up, but I didn't expect him to tremble like an electric shock, pointing to the front and unable to speak.

It's as if I've seen something terrifying.

Seeing his frightened expression, I couldn't help but swallow my saliva, and I resisted the fear in my heart and used the flashlight to illuminate the scene in front of me.

I didn't know when I started, and there was a little girl in a red flower dress squatting on the bare railroad tracks in front of me.

She squatted beside the railroad tracks as if she was carving something in stone, a scene that appeared in the depths of the strange mountains of Xiangxi, and even more so in an underground mine built by the Japanese army decades ago.

Whoever saw it would tremble with fright, and almost lose the reason to think.

I suppressed the fear in my heart, remembering that when I was looking for Yin beads in the underground fortifications of the Japanese army, I encountered similar chemical products.

The inhumane little devils soaked the little girl in potion to keep the cells permanently alive, and then cut off her head and hid it in a gramophone.

In this way, the little girl holding the gramophone will continue to echo in the underground fortifications looking for her head, although the scene is extremely terrifying.

However, from a biological point of view, it has not yet departed from the scope of scientific cognition, and it is not compatible with the so-called "ghosts".

And the little girl in front of me can't help but remind me of the victims of chemical experiments I encountered at the beginning, could it be that this is also the evil deeds committed by the little devil back then.

The strange little girl that Suchak had seen at the temple gate before was also a half-dead victim of the little devil who was soaked in potions.

After thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel less afraid, and regardless of Suchak, who was trembling beside me, I cautiously approached the position of the little girl in front of me.

Unexpectedly, the little girl who was squatting beside the railroad tracks and writing seemed to notice the movement behind her, and then stood up and ran desperately into the darkness without looking back.

Driven by a strong curiosity, I had the urge to chase the past, but when I crossed the track where the little girl had stopped, I involuntarily stopped.

Under the faint light of the flashlight in his hand, a few crooked Japanese characters were clearly engraved on the rusty rails.

Translated, it is, "Come and play with me."

Suddenly, I felt the pores of my body shrink rapidly, and cold sweat instantly covered my body, and a sense of fear that I had never felt before echoed in my heart.

At the moment, it seems that I have entered a dilemma, and this strange little girl who appeared in the mine deep in the mountains of Xiangxi seems to be seducing me.

Let me follow her along.

I couldn't help but shiver all over, and looked at Suchak, who was already shivering a little beside me, and finally made up my mind to see what the road ahead was about.

After only a short while, another fork suddenly appeared in the tunnel in front of us, and the two rails merged into a single line, which was the direction behind us where we had fallen from the trap.

I looked at the intersection in front of me and was a little confused, and I just wanted to choose which mine to enter according to the position of the compass.

I saw the figure of the little girl in the flower dress suddenly appeared again in the darkness of the tunnel on the left, and he turned around and cowered in the darkness, waving to us constantly.

Although I couldn't see her face clearly because of the light, her small, white palms stood out in the darkness.

She greeted us a few times before diving into the dark cavern without looking back.

This time I finally made up my mind to follow after me, and Suchak next to me saw me chasing after me, and thought I was crazy.

But the quiet darkness around him made him shudder even more, and from time to time the sound of water dripping overhead fell to the ground.

He endured the tremendous pressure in his heart, and he had to follow me into the mine on the left.

Unexpectedly, after stepping onto the tracks, he almost tripped over an unknown thing on the ground.

I steadied myself and slowly stood up, the faint flashlight in my hand illuminated the scene behind me, and I was surprised to find that it was an extremely strange corpse.

The light green Japanese soldier's uniform he was wearing had long since decayed, and the bones wrapped in the clothes could be faintly seen.

The most bizarre thing is that the steel helmet on top of his head has exposed a large hole, as if it has been violently chiseled by some sharp object at once.

At the same time, the body is tightly wrapped in tiny silk threads like silk, and it seems that it is difficult to find such details if it is not illuminated by the light of a flashlight.

When Suchak saw that I had stopped for a moment, he took out a cigarette from his bosom and put it into his mouth tremblingly and lit it.

His movements and even his whole body were trembling, and it could be seen that for him, what had just happened in front of him was already the limit of what he could bear.

The smoke filled the darkness with an inexplicable strange smell, and Suchak was obviously much calmer after smoking a cigarette.

Unexpectedly, under the faint light of the cigarette in his hand, he inadvertently illuminated a diary that fell on the railroad tracks next to him.

The cherry blossom pattern on it has long since decayed due to time, and the contents recorded in the pen are still well preserved after turning a page.

Unexpectedly, after the translation, the entire diary was basically a confession of a Japanese officer who had discovered his conscience for his evil deeds of aggression against other countries.

The name on the diary is Ida Matsu, and the sallow paper is full of dense Japanese, and I have no intention of translating these irrelevant contents, and my hands involuntarily speed up the page.

Unexpectedly, in the second half of the diary, there was an extremely strange scene, and strange words such as panic appeared in the content.

Suchak watched me look at the diary in my hand and became preoccupied, and simply held up the old-fashioned flashlight in my other hand to illuminate me.