Chapter Seventy-One
Entering the dark passage from the sunny garden outside, Wu Xie's eyes couldn't adapt, and he felt that he couldn't see his five fingers in front of him, and sighed in his heart: "I didn't expect that there would be such a secret passage behind the garden of this secret base!" I don't know what's in it? I hope Brother Pang can give me a weapon to take advantage of. Ha ha! Thinking about it, he almost didn't laugh out loud.
The staircase seemed to be semicircular, and Wu Xie's eyes darkened, and he groped his way down with the touch of his feet at first. Gradually, my eyes adjusted to the darkness here, and I seemed to be able to see a faint light in the distance of my right hand. He was about to move there, when he heard a soft "pop" on the left behind him, and the whole space lit up, and Wu Xie narrowed his eyes uncomfortably.
I heard Pang Ji say in the back: "Look at my memory, it turns out that the switch is here!" Xiaoyou, this is one of our secret warehouses, and we usually don't come, and I can't remember exactly when I last came. Xiaoyu? Pang Ji shouted twice, but Wu Xie didn't react!
Pang Ji walked over to take a look, only to see Wu Xie's neck stiff, his eyes widened, his mouth grinning, and the expression on his face was terrified.
In Wu Xie's eyes, he saw that in this underground secret room, there were several rows of steel frames, on which dozens of crystal coffins were neatly placed, and there was a corpse in each coffin. When he came down, he never imagined that the first sight that came to his eyes would be like this. He had never seen so many dead people, and in an unprepared environment in a closed underground environment, horror had taken over all his thoughts. Next, his first thought was, "Why did Brother Dang bring me here?!" ”
Suddenly, Wu Xie was pushed, and he screamed and took a big step towards the corpses before he steadied himself. He instinctively took two more steps back, relieved himself, and realized that it was Pang Ji who pushed him.
Pang Ji said: "Xiaoyou, what's wrong with you?" I was frightened by these corpses, I'm sorry, I didn't tell you in advance. ”
Wu Xie was a little embarrassed: "Heh, yes." Brother Pang, why are there so many corpses here? ”
Pang Ji: "Oh, there's nothing to be afraid of, these are mostly my own people." They were all members of the Liberty Society who had died many years before because of their dangerous missions. This seemed to bring back many memories of Pang Ji, and he walked to the middle of the crystal coffins as he spoke, gently touching one of them with his hand. "Although their bodies have been restored, their consciousness has disappeared. I wish they could be resurrected, but no matter how hard we tried, we kept their bodies here, hoping that one day a miracle would happen. ”
Wu Xie: "It turns out that these are all seniors who have passed away." Oh, it's not dead, it should still be possible to come back to life, right? ”
Pang Ji smiled and said: "Actually, I don't have any illusions now, keeping them here is to keep a glimmer of hope, but it is better to comfort and commemorate the living." ”
"Then why did you bring me here?"
Pang Ji took a deep breath, as if to come out of an emotion, "Hehe, I didn't mean to take you here to see this. You come with me, and there's something good to show you. With that, he walked between the shelves where the bodies were kept.