"By the way, I saw a pull-handle switch in front, which should be the power pin on this layer."

I'll try to see if I can get it started.

He took the lighter in his hand and suddenly left my sight.

I subconsciously got up and rubbed my temples.

Before I realized what was happening.

I just felt a splitting headache.

"Come and help me, this thing should be rusty."

Lao Yan's voice came from the darkness ahead.

Familiar and strange scenes caught my eye.

I suddenly realized something and started screaming frantically, "Don't pull down, the handle will break." ”

I don't know if what happened in the first place was in reality or if it was unreal.

I didn't have time to think about it, but I heard a crisp snapping sound in front of my ears in front of me.

"Smack."

The snow-bright Japanese command knife flashed with a cold light in the darkness.

As if it appeared out of thin air, it was horizontally in front of him, above Lao Yan's head.

I didn't think much of it, and almost kicked it over.

Lightning-fast touch.

Skimming through my mind.

I could even feel the blood, hot blood running down my erect neck.

In confusion, a miserable white palm.

In the air, out of thin air.

Grabbed my head.

Pulling back suddenly, I seemed to still feel pain, and I screamed in pain.

The scene changed suddenly.

Eventually, it landed on the brightly lit minecart in front of me.

Lao Yan's eyes were still bloodshot, and he didn't raise his head, bandaging the wound on my left leg.

I just wanted to speak.

Express the doubts in front of you.

was forced back by what he said.

"TM's, tell you not to look back, don't look back."

"Do you know that what Lao Tzu hates the most is disobedient people."

I've never heard him call himself Lao Tzu.

Because he is a police officer, a person like him, who is rigorous.

It seems that no matter how flustered and angry you are, you will not make such a low-level mistake.

I had a mind in my heart, and all this in front of me was so weird.

I'm even scared.

Has he become a test subject of the so-called "Rashomon" plan?

With a series of hallucinations that had just occurred, I began to feel confused.

Lao Yan in front of me kept his head down, bandaging my wounds.

He never looked up at me.

I'm a little curious.

Just wanted to find an excuse to make him look up.

The next moment, he raised his head suddenly, and I saw it.

But it's an upside-down face.

The mouth is on top and the eyes are on the bottom.

"Ahhh

I was so frightened that I almost fell backwards, and the monster-like old Yan in front of me only sneered at me.

"Giggles... Whoa..."

The laughter is incomparably terrifying, and it makes people feel frightened from the bottom of their hearts.

He walked over slowly, stretching out his palm.

Five fingers spread and scratched at my face.

Pale palms, skin almost pale.

The palm of the hand suddenly cracked.

A blood-red eye was revealed, staring at me, little by little.

"TM's, hallucinations are all hallucinations, hallucinations!"

I let out a loud cry.

There has never been such anger in my heart.

It's as if I've been like a guinea pig in the lab, unable to break free from the cage.

I don't know how many illusions there are in front of me.

But when the white palm in front of me was almost close to my face.

My gaze became fierce.

made a decision that seemed to surprise "him".

I opened my bloody mouth and bit off the eyeball in the palm of my hand in front of me.

Invisibly, I felt a force.

It was holding my arms so hard that I wanted to break free.

But I can't get rid of it.

I desperately turned my head to look back.

"TM, don't you always say, don't let Lao Tzu look back, Lao Tzu wants to see what kind of medicine you are selling in this gourd."

Once people are frightened to the limit by unknown threats, they will inspire unprecedented courage and potential.

When I turned my head to look at that scene.

Everything has changed.

Lao Yan is still Lao Yan, his eyes are bloodshot.

With the belt of his trousers, he tightly bound my hands, almost strangling blood.

"TM, I didn't say it, tell you not to look back."

On the speeding minecart, the scene on both sides is rapidly receding.

It turns out that this minecart does not have a driving mechanism, but has undergone a special setting.

Every once in a while, it is automatically driven forward.

Until the reached, pre-set end point.

I can't figure it out.

Why did the Japanese army adopt such a design, does he know?

Will there be a group of people who will break into here by mistake today, so as to provide us with a glimmer of life?

The black jar with the talisman paper still stood quietly beside him.

If I'm not mistaken.

Inside, there must be a sealed eyeball depicted on the mural.

It was a monster that looked like a giant man, with a huge body.

but it gave birth to scales and sharp claws.

When the Japanese killed it, they dismantled it and sealed it in a black jar.

And put it into the iron door on each floor.

"Throw that black jar away, it'll kill us!"

Lao Yan's cold voice was eager and frightened.

For a moment, I couldn't make up my mind.

I know that Lao Yan's words are right.

But I really need it so much, the "secret" that I've been looking for so many years.

I guess it must have been sealed in this, a small jar.

"Lao Yan, haven't you always wanted to know what I do, I looked for it... It's been almost a dozen years. ”

During this time, I searched through hundreds of caves and tombs.

I've been through corpse mutations, and I've lived on dead corpses, and today I finally have an answer.

With a resolute look in my eyes, I clenched the black jar in my hand fiercely.

Lao Yan was a little surprised and a little helpless, he sighed.

The improvised torch in his hand, "bang", was thrown to the ground.

He said slowly, "It's okay." ”

"However, this thing seems to be the heart of the whole underground fortification, and if you hold it now, I'm afraid we'll have to spend a little more time."

I was a little confused and didn't know what he was talking about.

Suddenly, with a dejected expression, he took out an old map of sheep's horns from his bosom.

He spread out the map and looked at the intricate red dotted line in front of him.

Show me.

"This is what I took out of the iron gate, and this map seems to be the design blueprint of the entire underground fortification."

I didn't understand the meaning of his words at the moment, I just looked at him in confusion and said, "TM, why didn't you take it out earlier." ”

He looked down at the map without raising his head, and in an instant, he attracted my gaze.

He took out the black pen he had always kept in his pocket, and drew an irregular rectangle at one end of the dotted line.

It seems to represent the "minecart" under our feet now.

"Originally, the minecart we were riding in would have found its way out if we drove along this dotted line."

His tone seemed deliberately relaxed, but in fact he erupted with nervousness and panic, as if to avoid being noticed by me.

And deliberately create a relaxed atmosphere.

"I said Lao Yan, don't sell it, it's a big circle, what do you want to say."

I was a little angry, and I still didn't understand what he was trying to tell me.

I saw that the next moment, he gradually raised his head and smiled bitterly at me.

"It can be seen that you are determined to leave with this hoodoo, then the cause and effect of things will change next."

"The original way out may turn into a reversed dead end in an instant."