With no result, we quit and chose another path, and the same path inevitably gives the illusion that we are going the wrong way. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The one that the white-haired old man had killed with his pistol before was only a certain element of luck, and now we have six more men and seven guns, and even if we are all deep in the mud, we can shoot the semi-automatic rifle at the same time, which is enough to sieve.

When the fight really started, I realized that the luck of the white-haired old man was not a little good, and the seven people raised their guns and fired indiscriminately, but not a single bullet hit it, and the speed of this one was faster than the one I met in the cave.

Seeing that the blue-eyed monster was getting closer and closer, I hurriedly assigned the direction to everyone, and wherever I saw it appear, as long as I said shoot, the muzzle of the gun must not deviate from the direction I was pointing.

At the sound of an order, everyone fired in unison, and the two green eyes paused on the top, and I was secretly happy in my heart and hit.

The same method came several times in succession, and the blue-eyed monster's movement speed became slower and slower, and the bullets on its body became more and more hit, and finally it could no longer support it and fell off the wall.

Seeing this, the white-haired old man dragged his heavy steps, stepped forward quickly, and shot the blue-eyed monster in the head several times, and as a result, it was destroyed.

There were no obstacles, and they walked all the way down the passage to the end, and everyone was already exhausted and out of breath, and the foul-smelling excrement under their feet was getting thicker and thicker.

Seeing the walls and stone statues blocking the way at the end, everyone's hearts were cold, and it was a dead end.

As I was about to leave, I circled around the statue, and behind the statue, near the ground, there was something like a stamp, which seemed to be some kind of writing.

Naturally, I didn't recognize it, so I hurriedly called the poison-eyed dragon to come, and the poison-eyed dragon took a closer look and said, "Master Zou, you are really sick and rushed to the doctor, this is also a mountain character, which has little practical significance." ”

I asked, "How so?" ”

He said: "Since ancient times, there are not a few people who want to be famous through the ages, but most of them are some great writers, dignitaries, ordinary craftsmen have no chance at all, so some people want to take the opportunity to leave a sum of money for the royal tomb, and during the Kangxi period, some people put their private money in the belly of the teapot to pay tribute to the royal family, which is the same." ”

"Aren't they afraid of finding out the head?" For a rough man like me, this kind of behavior of risking the world's condemnation just to leave a name is really incomprehensible.

The poison-eyed dragon smiled: "This is also your Zou Ye does not fight for fame and fortune, so he will think so, those craftsmen in the past, if they got such an opportunity, how could they let it go, if they were not discovered, wouldn't he be famous through the ages, and if they found out, it was just a death, and there was always a reason to convince themselves of a gamble." ”

Saying this, we went back to the same place, and we didn't dwell too much on this quirk of the ancients. Everyone sat on the ground and didn't want to move anymore, the deep excrement was smelly and sticky, and when they came out, everyone's legs were like lead, and they couldn't take a step anymore.

The woman surnamed Lan and the poison-eyed dragon fell asleep with their eyes closed by the wall, saying that drowsiness is contagious, and the rest of the people couldn't stand it, so they fell asleep at the base of the wall.

A sharp sound pulled me back from my sleep, and I unconsciously put my hands on the gun, and immediately my nerves tensed, and I looked around vigilantly, and the rest of the people were still sleeping.

It turned out to be a false alarm, and I wiped a cold sweat from my head, probably because I was too nervous during this time, and as long as I fell asleep, I had nightmares. Glancing at the time in his hand, it was already half past nine, and I didn't know if it was day or night in the cave.

took out a cigarette from his bag and lit one, the fat man also woke up, and the two of them sat together and drank a few sips of water and smoked.

The fat man changed his past indecency, and said to me with a serious expression: "Old Zou, what are we here for?" Didn't you say that you would go and take revenge on that disease? What's the matter with this Japanese villager? ”

I looked at the sleeping villager and spit out a puff of smoke: "That Guan Ji must be found, since this villager knows that we are looking for him, he must have something to do with that Guan Ji, maybe we don't have to work so hard to find that Guan Ji through him." ”

The fat man was suspicious: "Can this guy be reliable?" My dad once said that the Japanese don't have a good thing. ”

I smiled and said, "You can pull it down, don't keep telling the story I heard from your father as if it were true, we are now an open society, and taking back Taiwan is just around the corner, so the Japanese can't all be bastards, there are always two good ones." ”

Yamashita Villager's eyelids twitched, and the expression on his face changed subtly, and I knew that the old fox was not asleep, and was deliberately listening to us. The fat man was puzzled when he saw me speaking for the Japanese in this way, and was about to argue, when I winked at him.

He knew it in his heart, and suddenly scolded me, what is the eye for money, betraying the country for glory, losing the national integrity, etc., in short, how ugly it is to hear and how ugly it is. I was stunned for a while, and everyone was woken up by his scolding for a while.

Yamashita Murafu's eyes were straight when he looked at the fat man, it is estimated that he never thought that the fat man would hate the Japanese so much, and even he himself began to reflect on the lack of virtue he had done.

The rest of the people were stunned as they listened to the fat man's scolding at me, and for a moment no one knew what was happening, let alone how to dissuade them. In the end, the fat man scolded himself to the end, picked up the kettle on the ground, took two sips, and winked at me again, meaning to ask me how I was doing.

I closed my eyes a little speechlessly and simply didn't look at him.

Everyone reorganized a little, put on their equipment and stepped onto another passage.

The poison-eyed dragon kept asking the fat man why he scolded me in the back, and the fat man couldn't say why for a long time, and finally simply said: "Betraying the country for glory, why do you say I scolded him." ”

The poison-eyed dragon was speechless, and he was speechless for a long time.

This road is what I have walked through, and the blue-eyed monster inside has been blinded by me, and we will go in now, and it will not take much effort to kill it.

He hadn't gone far before he saw the blue-eyed monster lying on the ground panting, half of its face dripping with green liquid. When he saw us coming, he immediately stood up and kept rushing towards us, constantly screaming hysterically from his mouth.

There was no accumulation of excrement on the ground, and the chains attached to it should have reached the end.

Several people raised their guns and aimed at a bullet to greet them, and the blue-eyed monster gradually lost its ability to move, and its screams became weaker and weaker, and finally lay on the ground motionless.

Walking past it, the foul-smelling excrement accumulated on the ground, and it became difficult to walk.

The woman surnamed Lan couldn't help but wonder: "If this monster was left by the builder, then what did it rely on to survive until now?" If you don't eat, where does so much excrement come from? ”

As soon as this statement came out, it immediately resonated with everyone, to put it scientifically, if you don't eat and excrete, it is too inconsistent with the law of conservation of energy. But there is no living creature here except for a blue-eyed monster, and where does the food come from?

The fat man said: "What's so strange about this, I think the Red Army didn't eat anything when they crossed the grassland, this beast must have eaten his own excrement, otherwise how could it be so stinky here, eat stinky things, and the more you pull it, the more it stinks." ”

Everyone scoffed at the fat man's statement, and no one paid attention to him, burying his head in the depths of the passage.

At the end, there was still a wall blocking the way, and there was a stone statue standing in the middle.

I walked around the statue, and there was a symbol under the back of the statue that the Poison-Eyed Dragon called the Yamaji. There are no more superfluous useful clues.

The fourth archway passage killed the blue-eyed monster, and when it came to the end, it was still a stone figure blocking the way.

I lowered my head and was trying to see if there was also a mountain pattern, when the fat man suddenly kicked the stone statue, and the stone statue slid sideways, startling me.

I stood up and scolded the fat man, and suddenly felt a chill behind me, as if the wind was blowing, and the villager and the white-haired old man seemed to feel it, and hurriedly dragged over with heavy steps.

At some point, there was an extra gap behind the wall, and the wind was rising because of this gap, and it kept pouring in, and I hurriedly asked everyone to put on gas masks.

Before, because they had to deal with blue-eyed monsters, they were worried that the gas mask would affect their vision, so they took it off before entering the cave. I don't know what will be behind this hidden stone door, wearing a gas mask just in case.

I looked at the stone statue and tried to push it, but the trail was too strong, the excrement under my feet was wet and slippery, and I fell face down, but fortunately I had a gas mask, otherwise it would have been a dog eating. I asked the fat man and the white-haired old man to come over and help, and tried to push the stone statue in the direction of the fat man's kicking.

The three people work together to push the stone statue, and the bottom of the stone statue is like a gear, and if you don't push it forward a little, there will be a frustration in our hands. Maybe it's because the excrement is too thick, but there is no sound in the pause.

The original seamless wall, due to the dampness in the cave, the dust at the wall cracks condensed into blocks, blocking the original wall cracks, and with the push of the stone statues, they continued to open to both sides, and pieces of dust that had been deposited for a long time fell down one by one.

As the stone wall opened, the stone statue continued to move forward, and a different kind of space came into view.

Before we knew it, the stone statue had been pushed through the stone gate, and the sound of the stone door closing behind us made us realize that we had walked out of the stone gate. When I tried to push the stone statue back to open the stone door, the stone door somehow, even if everyone tried together, they couldn't move it at all.

We had no choice but to give up, and if we had to go here again, we would easily break down the door with the explosives in our hands.

At this time, I looked for the text under the stone statue again, but found nothing. I told everyone what I thought, and the poison-eyed dragon said that maybe this mountain character does not represent a certain person, but whether there is a road behind the stone statue, and if it wasn't for the fat man who happened to kick the stone statue, it would be difficult for us to find the mechanism that pushes the stone statue.

Looking at the surroundings with a flashlight, everyone was stunned.

The place we are in is a large polygonal pit, the top cannot be seen on the head, and there are thirty-six doors on the side of the pit, and countless corpses are placed in the middle, and there are some wind lamps and guns on the ground, and the guns should be from the Republic of China.

The fat man said that this should be the little warlord who Sun Mingyi said about opening the mountain seventy years ago, and they have left after opening the mountain, why are there so many corpses and guns here.

Sun Mingyi's father, Sun Denian only entered the entrance from the place where the mountain was opened, and did not enter the cemetery in the real sense, let alone know how those soldiers left and whether they left. I just found that there was no one here, so I subconsciously thought that those soldiers had found the treasure and left.

And one by one, his companions became insane after leaving, and soon died, where can I tell what happened in the mountains.

Now it seems that although we are getting closer to the truth, there are more and more mysteries.

The corpses on the ground are more than 70 years old, and only bones are left long ago, and it is impossible to see the original appearance clearly, let alone find the cause of death in them. The guns left next to the pile of corpses had long since lost their effectiveness, and the kerosene had evaporated from the tattered lamps.

While the fat man hung up the accumulated excrement on his feet, he took off his gas mask to catch his breath, and I hurriedly grabbed his hand and scolded: "Are you looking for death? I haven't seen so many dead bodies, and even if there is no poison gas, the corpse poison emitted by these corpses alone is enough for you to drink a pot. ”

The fat man shook off my hand, took off the gas mask and let out a long breath: "Of course I know, don't you see that this bird is also alive and well, where did the corpse gas come from, and if you are so small, you are embarrassed to say that you are an expert in inverted fighting." ”

I was stunned for a moment, then turned my head to look at the cage that the poison-eyed dragon was holding in my hand, and although the bird in the cage had lost its initial vitality, it was still alive. I breathed a sigh of relief.

The fat man is right, I don't know when I became a little timid, but it's not that I'm afraid of death, but I'm afraid that the people around me will leave me again.

Maybe it's the reason for reuniting with my mother, or maybe it's the death of my grandfather. The reunion and parting really taught me to cherish it, but it also made me a little "timid".

The fat man saw that I was stunned and pushed me: "Hey, why are you stunned?" What's next? ”

I came back to my senses and looked around: "Let's find a way to go up first." ”

Everyone raised their flashlights and looked at it, this polygonal pit was no more than three meters high, and it was not difficult to go up, but the pit was full of corpses, and people had to take care of the situation above.

At this time, someone can use it, of course I will not volunteer, I looked at the villager and the bodyguards around him, and said to everyone: "This pit is not high, it is not difficult to go up, so let's go, who will go up first?" ”

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, no one spoke, I had expected this result, after all, there is only one life, and no one wants to take this risk.

I sneered, took out a box of cigarettes from my bag, picked out seven, one of which was folded off, leaving only the cigarette butt, and said to everyone: "Since no one wants to go, then we will draw lots, and whoever smokes this cigarette butt will go up, how about it?" ”

The villager of Yamashita was worried that I was tired, so he frowned and hesitated for a long time, but finally agreed, I smiled and grabbed seven cigarettes in my hand: "Ladies first, Miss Lan smokes first, Brother Si is a literati, he should be second, and the fat man is third..."

In order, Yamashita Murafu's bodyguard was the second-to-last, and the last one was mine, so in order to prevent hesitation for too long, everyone did not use flashlights, but blindly smoked.

I deliberately smoked the cigarette butt on it, and whoever smoked the first three could figure it out at once, and after the fourth white-haired old man smoked, only the villager and his bodyguard were left.

This time he couldn't fake it, it was all up to his luck, and the villager Yamashita touched my hand for a long time and finally smoked a long one, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The bodyguard of the village man in the mountain saw that the boss smoked a long one, and his face instantly turned pale, and I could see the horror in his eyes through the gas mask. It seems that their so-called samurai spirit of the Great Japanese Empire is just a slogan to strengthen the body, and they will be afraid in the face of life and death decisions.

The bodyguard trembled and touched my hand for a long time, but he never pulled it out, and the villager at Yamashita probably felt that his subordinates had embarrassed him and scolded angrily: "Baga..."

You don't have to guess to know, you must be saying that this kid is too embarrassing to the great Japanese samurai, his head has a scar the size of a bowl, he will be laughed at if he is timid and afraid of death, and so on some bullshit brainwashing.

Unexpectedly, this reprimand actually played a role, the bodyguard nodded desperately, and kept repeating "Hi" in his mouth. Then he changed his previous horror, looked like he was dead, and pulled out the cigarette in my hand.

Watching him change, I almost forgot what I was doing.

After Yamashita Murafu's bodyguard pulled it out, he was half a cigarette butt, and there was no surprise on his face. It made me break out in a cold sweat.

The bodyguard originally smoked a complete cigarette, but I did it at the moment I smoked it, so I left half a cigarette butt, this technique was learned in the army with a recruit from Guangdong, where they gambled nine times out of ten, and everyone knew some tricks.

I rubbed two cigarettes in my hand and threw them on the ground. The bodyguard of the village man also threw half of the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground, unloaded the bag on his body, only the rope hung around his waist, nodded to everyone one by one, and turned to bow to his boss.

I have to say that the bodyguard of the village man under the mountain is really skilled, the three-meter-high pit wall, an arrow step rushed over, stepped on the wall three times in a row, grabbed it with both hands, and hung it on the wall, the person flipped on the wall, kicked the wall with both feet and turned up the waist, and the whole person went up.

The fat man looked at it and said pity: "It's a pity that you have such a good skill, you have to keep your eyes open when you choose a master in the next life." ”

The words caused the villagers to stare angrily, and the fat man glared back at him unceremoniously, and the two of them glared at each other angrily, and those who didn't know thought they had some blood feud.

Even I really didn't know why the fat man had such a great hatred for the Japanese, and the rest of the people looked at them as if they had been enemies for many years, and they were a little surprised.

The poison-eyed dragon asked the fat man in a low voice: "Fat man, have you known him in the past?" Did you have something to do with him? ”

As soon as the fat man heard someone talking, he immediately came to the spirit: "Celebrating the festival? That's big, Brother Si, you don't know, I think when my grandfather was a soldier in the Northeast, it was this kid who wronged my grandfather and killed him, and led the soldiers to attack my grandfather's military camp overnight. Do you think it's a feud? ”

When the poison-eyed dragon heard this, he was confused, and asked again, "What year was that?" ”

"Three years." The fat man didn't even think about blurting it out.

I listened to it and grinned, this kid didn't pull hatred like this, the 31-year 918 incident was stunned by him because he said that it was a feud with this Japanese villager, and the poison-eyed dragon was also speechless, and asked him how he knew that it was the Yamashita villager who did it, and he hadn't given birth yet.

The fat man shouted loudly: "It's not wrong, it must be him, it's either him or his grandfather, my grandfather has told me about his appearance, sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, looped legs, and a mustache, extremely obscene." By the way, and talking, it's just a mold carved out, and I don't know what to say. ”

The more the villager heard it, the more angry he became, he couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to fight back, when the bodyguard above threw down a rope and whispered another word at the villager under the mountain.

The villager at Yamashita suppressed his anger and said to me, "Mr. Zou, you can go up." ”

The woman surnamed Lan and the white-haired old man went up first, and the fat man was the heaviest and I stayed last. He and the villager looked at each other and snorted coldly, and then prepared to go.

The space above was far greater than I had imagined, except for the place where we had come up, and there was a ditch on each of the thirty-five doors, and the ditch was empty, I don't know if it had been stolen or had disappeared naturally.

Because the space was too large for the flashlight in the distance to reach, the village guard ordered the bodyguard to take out a flare from his bag and shoot one diagonally above his head.

The underground space of Nuoda was as bright as day, and suddenly a piercing scream came into the ears in the dead space, and the top was full of bats at some point, and they were disoriented under the disturbance of the flares, and there were thousands of them scurrying around.

Directly in front of us is a pyramid-shaped building, about 10 meters high and 10 meters wide at the bottom, surrounded by stairs on all sides, topped by a small platform.

Five of the thirty-six ditches are passed under the tower. At this time, some of the frightened bats collided together and fell into the ditch, and before they could even struggle, a puff of white smoke came out in an instant, mixed with an incomparably fishy smell. I was shocked, and secretly said that I was fortunate not to act recklessly, otherwise it would have turned into a puff of white smoke.

I thought that the bats would be finished when they landed, and they were all rejoicing in their hearts, thinking about how to pass next, the flare that hit out hit the head, the light became weaker and weaker, and the moment they fell to the ground, the bat group that had been quiet on the head was a commotion again, and a huge black shadow flashed through the air, and everyone subconsciously raised their guns to fight. (To be continued.) )