Qingyazi closed the cover of the diary and said with a disdainful face: "One by one, 'I hope my family is well', these Japanese didn't think about it when they killed people here, the people they killed also had their own families, and he didn't want to think about it, the girl he killed was also someone else's family?" ”

I also frowned: "He is not a madman for everyone else, but isn't he a madman himself?"

With that, I got to the point: "What is it that is buried in the ground, in your opinion?" ”

Qingyazi said, "That must be an evil thing." Hey, whatever it is, it could definitely be the secret to longevity. ”

After carefully recalling the contents of the diary, I asked Qing Yazi: "Lao Chen, you say...... Why did that lieutenant cut off other people's tongues and his own? Did he cut off someone else's tongue or pull out someone else's tongue? ”

Qing Yazi's reaction was quite fast, he frowned slightly, and then his eyes widened: "First?" ”

The word "first" is indeed a bit inexplicable at first glance, but in fact, this word is originally the Chinese pronunciation of Sanskrit, and is sometimes translated as "light dwells", which comes from the Buddhist's "Buddha Says the Eighteen Mud Plough Sutras", which is the first layer of the eighteen layers of hell.

Later generations often believed that this hell called the first thing to care about is the legendary tongue-pulling hell. However, I think this statement should be debatable. When I was confined to the West Hall, I had read the translation of that scripture and felt that the description of the first in the scripture was very different from the tongue-pulling hell that was widely spread in later generations.

In any case, the Hell of the First and the Tongue is something that exists in the Hell of Buddhism, and in the era of Xu Fu, the word "Hell" did not appear in the domestic theological system, only the saying of the underworld and the yang.

But in the Tang Dynasty, where Yuan Tiangang was located, the idea of Buddhism was widely spread in the Central Plains, and the theory of hell became more and more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

In fact, I have been thinking that the form of the Netherworld Underworld connected to the Netherworld Tongbao is most likely from Yuan Tiangang's imagination of the Netherworld, which is a picture derived from the complete fusion of Taoist and Buddhist thoughts.

The people of Buzhou Mountain can artificially create an extremely cold hell by imitating the ghost gate, and they can also summon karmic wind and karmic fire through the fake Netherworld Treasure, and I deduce that the Netherworld Treasure itself should also have the ability to create hell in the yang world.

If there really is a tongue-pulling hell in the depths of the earth, then I am basically certain that Yuan Tiangang must have been to this place, and in the depths of the caves, it is very likely that there is a Netherworld Treasure.

I frowned, thinking about things like that, but Qing Yazi interrupted my thoughts: "The Japanese failed to find the secret of immortality, but they dug the hole directly into the yin!" ”

"It's too early to tell," I said, shaking my head, thinking as I said, "We'll have to go inside to figure out what's going underground." ”

Lao Wen came over with two rifles: "Bring these things, there is a box with a lot of grenades, bring them too?" ”

Qingyazi and I nodded at the same time.

There were enough weapons and ammunition in this place to arm a Japanese squadron, but we couldn't take everything with us, and in the end we only picked up three guns, no one with sixty rounds of ammunition, three grenades, and a pot of gun oil.

Lao Wen and Qingyazi had already left the diving equipment on the other side of the tunnel, and the two of them suggested that I also throw down the compression bottle, I thought about it, or decided to take the compression bottle, be prepared, anyway, this thing only weighs more than thirty pounds, and for me it is about the same as no weight.

When Qingyazi translated the contents of the diary, we all thought that the Japanese had opened a big hole in the valley, but later we surveyed the valley for a long time and did not find such a hole.

It wasn't until midnight that Qingyazi found a badly corroded iron gate under a pile of collapsed tents.

The size of the doorway is not large, and it can only accommodate one person at a time, so it is said that it is impossible to send large construction equipment into such an entrance.

Lao Wen carefully inspected the surrounding soil, and found that the soil was mixed with a lot of gravel and cement powder, and he said that this place should have a big hole, but it was later filled, and it is estimated that the lieutenant surnamed Gao Qiao had an accident.

The iron door on the ground was opened early in the morning, and Qingyazi and I tried to clean up the weeds blocking the doorway, while Lao Wen held a searchlight and lit the doorway.

Inside is a very narrow staircase, after extending down for more than ten meters, there are no barriers on both sides of the staircase, and it is empty and dark.

I was afraid that Lao Wen would run out of power in the searchlight, so I asked him to use the flashlight for lighting.

No one knows what the Japanese put underground, and if there were chemical weapons in it, it would have been leaked long ago after all these years. For the sake of Lao Wen and Qingyazi's safety, it is necessary to measure the air quality underground first.

Lao Wen sprinkled a handful of cinnabar and said that he would have the result in five or six minutes.

If there are toxins mixed in the air underground, the cinnabar will react, and Lao Wen can also sense the fluctuations of the mental power on the cinnabar.

After nearly ten minutes, Lao Wen was sure that there was no problem, and we entered the door one by one.

As soon as he was completely subdued into the ground, there was a strong smell of rust in the air, and the beams of light from the flashlight swayed back and forth in the darkness, and some dusty things could be seen floating in the air.

In order to seal the entrance to the cave, the Japanese propped up a ten-meter-thick ceiling half a foot from the ground, and it should have been after Nakamura Shaosa came, so that people used chisels to chisel through the concrete ceiling, and built this staircase and iron gate, and on the concrete layers on both sides of the staircase, you can still see chisel marks.

After coming down the stairs, it is a very large area of the basement, with a flashlight to sweep the light, you can see a lot of large piers used to support the top, this basement should have a height of more than ten meters, after pressing the ceiling, the height of this place is just about one meter eight, and the stone slab used to carry the concrete is almost pressed on our hair.

Thanks to the fact that the three of us are not tall, if we change to the height of the second master and Zuo Youdao, we will have to nest our waists when we come in, and the second master will have to squat and walk if I can't get it right.

Old Wen reminded me from behind: "This place should have an entrance to the lower level, look for it." ”

I waved to him and Qingyazi sideways, and then walked towards the southeast corner of the basement, which was blocked by piers, and the lights could not shine through, but in the field of vision of the quicksand of Qihai, I could see that there was a staircase that extended downward, and the stairway was very wide, which could accommodate five or six people walking side by side at a time.

When we got to the top of the stairs, we could clearly hear the sound of running water, the sound source was far away from us, and it didn't sound clear, but it was probably recognizable, the water was very turbulent, and it was estimated that there should be a waterfall with a big drop in the depths of the ground.

The diary left by the Japanese also says that they built a small power station deep underground, but they could not build such a thing with ordinary leylines alone, and even if they did, the power generation would be very limited.

The stairs are made of stones, and after so many years, they are still as strong as ever, and the smell of rust and light water vapor are mixed together, which is very irritating, and the three of us have no breathing masks, so we can only endure it.

The space on the second floor was much larger than the first, and when we descended the stairs, we swept the light back and forth with a flashlight, and the light could not penetrate the darkness of the other areas, except for the occasional pier for the top beams.

Qingyazi muttered: "I don't know if the power station built by the Japanese can still be used." ”

I said, "Even if it works, we don't know how to activate it." ”

"As long as I can find the controller, I can make it move," Qingyazi said confidently, "If I'm not mistaken, the controller should be on this level, look for it." ”

In the field of vision of the quicksand of the Qi Sea, there are some large boxy instruments displayed thirty meters away, and those things may be some cabinets standing on the ground, or they may be instrument boxes.

I took Lao Wen and Qingyazi to touch it, swept it with a flashlight, and sure enough, I saw that there were a large number of dials attached to these cabinet-like things, and next to the most westernmost cabinet, there was also a rocker about the thickness of the wrist, which was quite large, and it was covered with rust.

Qing Yazi put the light on the joystick, looked at me again, and said, "Can you just move it?" ”

"That thing is the switch for the power station?" I asked a question as I walked over to the joystick.

Qing Yazi quickly followed: "It should be a starting device, but it's hard to say." ”

Before coming to the joystick, I handed the thing in my hand to Lao Wen, and then grabbed the handle, and pushed it twice with the strength of milk, this thing was completely rusted to death, even with all my strength, it could only make it turn slightly.

"Don't use force, with your strength, if you don't get it, the gears will collapse." Qing Yazi muttered and took out the trekking hammer from his backpack.

Lao Wen and I also took out the hammer and smashed it carefully on the rocker with Qingyazi, feeling that the rust was almost shattered, and poured a small half pot of gun oil into the gap in the base of the rocker.

The gun oil almost seeped in, I grabbed the handle again, slowly exerted force, let the stick spin, loose rust, and gun oil lubrication, the resistance on the hand suddenly became much smaller, when the stick finished half a circle, there was a sound of gear twisting under the ground.

It wasn't until the writhing sound of the gears was less jerky that Qingyazi asked me to increase my force.

I grabbed the joystick and shook it as hard as I could, and the cracking of my tongue beneath the ground became stronger and stronger, as if something was vibrating, and even the walls and the piers that supported the roof trembled slightly.

Pong, pong, pong......

After shaking for half an hour, a series of metal collision-like crisp sounds suddenly came from the depths of the ground, and Qing Yazi said that this should be the sound of high-power lighting equipment turning on, so I stopped shaking it and stopped it quickly.

I don't know much about electricity, so I do what he says.

It didn't take long for a bright light to appear above our heads, and then we realized that there were a large number of tungsten lamps placed on the top of the wall, and today, more than half of these bulbs are useless, and some of them have just flashed twice and are scrapped on the spot, but as the power is slowly strengthened, there are still a few light bulbs that are completely lit.

The darkness was dispelled, and the light was not sufficient, but it was enough to illuminate the entire basement.