The people of Zhengjia Village at the foot of the mountain have basically evacuated, except for the village chief who sounded the gong to warn him, still running around the village, shouting from house to house.

The sound of the gong mixed with the sound of thunder, mixed with the strange chirping of the mountain, annoyed Jiro Takahashi, who was aiming his gun at the other side of the mountain.

Shimomura Toshiji's death, although he will not be directly responsible, will definitely be directly punished by the military department, and more importantly, in the face of that elusive gunman, will they be able to leave here safely tonight?

The rain stopped suddenly, but the strange chirping from the mountains didn't stop.

Suddenly, another flash of lightning flashed, instantly illuminating the surroundings, and Takahashi Jiro immediately shouted, "Don't show your head!" ”

After the previous lesson, Takahashi Jiro knew that the man who was ambushing on the opposite hill must have used the flash of lightning to find a sniper target, but all the attention was on Takahashi Jiro and the Japanese soldiers on the opposite hill, and they did not notice the eyes lurking in the damp bushes behind them.

The owner of the eyes was none other than Chu Lekang, who was observing the Japanese soldiers outside the bushes with the eyes of a hunter, counting their numbers and locking down the location of their ambush.

The lightning was followed by a continuous blast of thunder.

"Don't move! Don't move! Takahashi Jiro shouted again, he knew that when the thunder sounded, it was also the moment when the other party pulled the trigger to snipe, but what he never expected was that at the same time as the thunder sounded, there were no sparks from the muzzle of the gun on the opposite hill.

However, the tip of a spear slowly stretched out from the bushes, and the head of the spear was aimed at the back of the head of a Japanese man in front of him, and at the moment of approach, it suddenly exerted force, directly from the back of his head to his mouth.

The Japanese soldier died in a prostrate position without making a sound, and then the gun turned and slowly dragged the body into the bushes with a thunderous sound.

Takahashi Jiro, who was unaware of this, raised his eyes slightly and observed the opposite mountain, and at this moment, the chirping in the mountain became louder and louder, as if the mountain god was already standing in front of everyone and venting his anger.

While hearing the sound of the mountain, Quan Qianzhang and Fu Beixue, who were standing by the tree, found that the mountain was shaking violently, and the trees in front of them were also shaking with the shaking of the mountain, and the rain on the trees fell one after another, as if it was another small rainstorm.

The moment the cold water poured into the back of his neck, Quan Qianzhang couldn't help but shiver, and Fu Beixue, who was trembling all over, looked at the pale Quan Qianzhang and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Fu Beixue, who cared about Quan Qianzhang, didn't realize that his face was several times more ugly than Quan Qianzhang, and there was no blood on his face, because Shimomura Toshiji's body was placed on the mud floor less than a meter away from the two of them.

The shrill screams that came from the mountain quickly turned into a rumbling sound, and at this time, a force could be clearly heard moving towards them, and the constant collision sound of destroying everything in its path.

"Hold on! The torrent is coming! Hearing this, Quan Qianzhang subconsciously shouted, he knew too well what would happen next, and all they needed at this time was luck.

The lightning struck again, and Takahashi Jiro clearly saw a black stream surging behind the non-like mountain, and the black current instantly turned into five at the moment of rushing to the non-like mountain, just like the cavalry soldiers rushing at high speed divided into five ways.

The shaking of the mountain, the thunder in the air, and the fear in their hearts made everyone's minds blank for a moment, and then a gust of wind mixed with the smell of dirt in the mountain hit, and the huge force directly swept several Japanese soldiers into it and carried them down the mountain.

"Ahh

"Hold on!" Quan Qianzhang hugged the tree tightly, and the rest of the people either hugged the tree or lay on the ground, dragging the plants on the ground with their hands, as if grasping the last straw.

When the thunder stopped and the lightning struck again, Takahashi Jiro felt the loosening of the soil on the cliff in front of him, and he immediately fled to the rear, and when he turned back, the position where he was lying before had been caught in the torrent, and several Japanese soldiers beside him had long since disappeared.

"Yamagami......" Takahashi's eyes widened, "Yamagami is angry. ”

Quan Qianzhang and Fu Beixue hugged the tree, closed their eyes, didn't say a word, and prayed in their hearts that the torrent would not spread to both sides again, otherwise they would really die.

At this critical moment, Chu Lekang in the bushes did not stop, pulled out the head of his spear, and began to assassinate those panicked Japanese soldiers from the rear.

The torrent swam like a black dragon in front of everyone's eyes, running directly to Zhengjia Village below, and soon most of Zhengjia Village was flooded by the torrent and mudslide, and the heavy rain also poured down again at this time, but the lightning and thunder stopped.

It seemed that the mountain god's anger had gradually waned, and all that remained was his helpless tears.

The heavy rain continued to invade the early morning, and when the heavy rain stopped, the dark clouds dispersed, and the sun reappeared above everyone's heads, Quan Qianzhang's hands let go of the pine tree in front of him, and he sat on the ground, and his eyes finally blurred.

"Professor?" The confused Quan Qianzhang heard Fu Beixue's voice, although he wanted to say something, but in the end he fainted.

When Quan Qianzhang woke up, he was already in the tent set up by the Japanese army, and the moment he opened his eyes, he saw Fu Beixue with a happy face.

"Where am I?" Kwon asked, struggling to get up.

Fu Beixue immediately helped Quan Qianzhang up, asked him to sit up from the marching bed, and squatted down to put on his shoes.

Fu Beixue explained while putting on Quan Qianzhang's shoes: "Professor, you have been fainting for a day. ”

Quan Qianzhang rubbed his forehead and tried to sober himself up: "I'm asking you, where are we?" ”

Fu Beixue said: "On the high ground outside the village, this is the tent that Lieutenant Takahashi ordered people to set up. ”

"How's the disaster going?" Quan Qianzhang thought of the most important thing, "What about the village and the villagers?" ”

Fu Beixue shook his head: "The village was basically destroyed by the mudslide, and the villagers are basically fine, but we have made major discoveries." ”

Quan Qianzhang hurriedly asked: "What major discovery?" ”

As the two were talking, they heard gunshots outside the tent, and before they could react, they heard countless hurried footsteps and the shouts of the villagers.

Quan Qianzhang immediately ran out of the tent, because he was walking too quickly, and because his body had not fully recovered, he almost fell, and Fu Beixue immediately stepped forward to support him.

Fu Beixue said: "Professor, be careful. ”

Quan Qianzhang nodded slightly, rushed out of the tent, and ran in the direction of the village entrance with the flow of villagers.

"Professor! Professor! Fu Beixue followed closely behind, watching Quan Qianzhang disappear into the crowd.

The entrance of the village was already crowded with the surviving villagers of Zhengjia Village, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the front, talking to each other.

After Kwon Qianzhang cleared the crowd, he saw a large number of Japanese soldiers holding guns standing on a wall to block the villagers' advance.

Quan Qianzhang stepped forward and asked, "What's the matter?" What happened? ”

The Japanese soldier in front of him did not answer Kwon Qianzhang's question, but only savagely stretched out his hand and pushed him away.

When Kwon Qianzhang was pushed to the ground by the Japanese soldier, he saw the corpse of a villager through the gap between the soldiers' feet.

"Why are you shooting?" An enraged Kwon Qianzhang stood up and blamed the Japanese soldier.

The Japanese soldier pointed his gun at Kwon Chizhang's chest while pulling the bolt to load, and at this moment, Takahashi Jiro arrived and ordered: "Put down the gun!" ”

The soldier immediately put down his gun, and Takahashi Jiro said again: "This is an expert invited by the Empire!" ”

The soldier bowed his head and apologized to Kwon Qianzhang, who ignored him and just asked Takahashi Jiro, "Why did you shoot?" ”

Fu Beixue, who was standing on the side, remained silent, for him, his life was far more important than justice.

Takahashi Jiro said in a low voice, "Teacher, please come with me." ”

When Quan Qianzhang followed Takahashi Jiro towards the village, Fu Beixue immediately followed, but was stopped by Takahashi Jiro and said, "Mr. Fu, you stay here." ”

Fu Beixue hurriedly said: "But, I am ......"

Takahashi Jiro frowned and said, "Your level is not enough. ”

After speaking, Jiro Takahashi led Quan Qianzhang away, and Fu Beixue, who was blocked out of the human wall, had to watch helplessly. At this time, he finally knew that in the eyes of the Japanese, he was not as important as a hair of Quan Qianzhang.

After Kwonjang followed Takahashi Jiro into the village, he turned around a house and saw such a strange scene - the mudslide pouring down from the mountain flooded most of the village, most of the houses in the village were destroyed, and the remaining sturdy houses were only left with their roofs exposed, and the strangest thing was that the mudslides that washed down were solidified.

Quan Qianzhang walked up to the solidified mudslide, squatted down and looked carefully: "How can this be?" ”

Takahashi Jiro on the side said, "Professor, come and see this." ”

After following Jiro Takahashi around a private house, Kwon Chienzhang saw another surprising scene - the corpses of Japanese soldiers in different postures and snow-white surfaces like statues were placed in the solidified mudslide.

Quan Qianzhang was stunned for more than ten seconds before he came back to his senses: "This is ......"

Takahashi Jiro said, "Teacher, this should be the soldier who was swept into the mudslide when the flash flood broke out the night before. ”

Quan Qianzhang stepped forward cautiously: "But why did it become like this?" ”

When Kwon Qianzhang reached out to touch it, he was stopped by Jiro Takahashi: "Teacher, be careful, use this." ”

Jiro Takahashi handed over a dagger, and Kwon took the dagger, gently tapping the surface of the corpse, and found that the surface was covered with a layer of hard shell, as if it were ceramic.

Jiro Takahashi explained, "When I investigated, I found that these soldiers did not die in the mudslide, but were killed. ”

"Kill?" Quan Qianzhang was puzzled, "In what way?" ”

Jiro Takahashi walked around the back of the corpse: "The back of his head was pierced by a sharp weapon. ”

Quan Qianzhang pondered: "Could it be that there were other people on the mountain the night before?" ”

Takahashi Jiro said: "It should be, and it can be concluded that that person was lurking around us at that time, but in that harsh environment, we were completely unaware of it, but what I am most curious about now is, why did the mudslide freeze?" And how can the surface of a soldier's corpse be like ceramic? ”

Quan Qianzhang used a dagger to pry out a solidified mudslide: "There is a certain hardness, and it feels like cement that is not completely dry." ”

Saying that, Quan Qianzhang simply reached out and touched it, and sniffed it again: "It should be lime with impurities, plus white mud, that is, bentonite rock, and sun exposure, to become like this." ”

Jiro Takahashi shook his head: "Although bentonite is an important raw material for ceramic production, it cannot be formed without high-temperature baking, but only at the temperature of the sun. ”

Quan Qianzhang was silent, and sniffed around again: "After the flash flood, the soil is accompanied by the corpses of various animals, plus the grass and trees mixed in it, under the sun, there should be a strong rancid smell, but here is filled with a pungent sour smell. ”

"By the way, there are other discoveries." Jiro Takahashi remembered something.

Quan Qianzhang raised his eyes and looked at him: "What discovery?" ”

Jiro Takahashi said two words: "Buddha statue." ”