After the ghosts of the Japanese army's undead legion arrived near the hot spring, they quickly dispersed and formed a circle around the hot spring, and then, these ghosts and ghosts began to dance a strange dance around the hot spring. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Damn, these eight calves are gaha, poor and happy, looking a little like the tap dance of Lao Maozi (Russia)." The fat man looked at the ghosts of the undead legion who were acting strangely, and whispered to himself in confusion.

"No, this is a Japanese dance, called the Soul Dance, I once saw it in an American World War II documentary, yes, it is the Soul Dance, which is used to sacrifice the dead." Xia Qian is worthy of being a forensic doctor, although it is the first time to see those ghosts of the undead army, and he can't help but feel scared in his heart, but he has always maintained a calm heart, and he can still remember that this is a Japanese soul dance.

"Are you sure?" I knew that if what Xia Qian said was true, then these black shadows were undoubtedly the ghosts of the Undead Legion, so I couldn't help but ask.

Xia Qian didn't speak, but stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the hot spring, we looked there, only to see that the ghosts of the undead army had stopped dancing at this time, but knelt on the edge of the hot spring, and let out a burst of terrible screams from their mouths, the sound sounded both the madness and bloodlust of the trapped beasts, and a bit of uncontrollable helplessness and desolation, which would really make people feel the sadness of summoning souls for lonely souls who died in a foreign land.

I finally understand,Why these ghosts of the undead legion appeared here at the junction of Zichou.,It seems,It must be that before they died on the battlefield in China,The hometown of the island country must be a tourist attraction with hot springs.,After the death of these remnants of the Japanese army,Because the corpses can't return to Japan for burial,The only remaining bit of spirituality in the spirit is to remember the hometown.,So that after becoming an undead ghost,That little residual spirituality still hasn't disappeared.,So,They gather here every night.,Summoning their own spirits, In order to express his sorrow for his hometown, his feelings are also sad.

However, this feeling of compassion only flashed in my heart, and soon, my reason prevailed over pity, because the ghosts of these Japanese undead legions were all beast soldiers who burned and killed lewd beasts in the land of China in the past, and their hands were stained with the blood of the Chinese, even now, they are still a group of bloodthirsty evil spirits, and they still want to control the female ghost to continue to plague the inhabitants of the Wenkutu Forest Farm.

Thinking of this, I no longer had a trace of sympathy in my heart, so I focused on looking at the ghosts of the undead legion, and at this moment, the ghosts of the undead legion got up one after another, jumped into the hot spring, and floated in the hot spring like a piece of dead wood, looking very pleasant and virtuous.

"What should I do, is it just a peeping ghost bath, or let's take a few pictures and upload them on the Internet, the click rate is estimated to be brushed, hehe" The fat man glanced at me and began to be poor again.

"Fuck your uncle, don't talk nonsense, what, get ready, we're going to catch the toad." I glared at the dead fat man who didn't take anything seriously, and said in a deep voice.

"Hehe, Kaizi, what's that, you cover, I'll go first, the second son will sell the order in the back, but you have to protect Xiao Xia, it is said that these evil spirits are very natural (Northeast dialect: no humanity, the same as animals), even female ghosts don't let go, they have to uncover the rules, not to mention Xiao Xia, the beauty of the water spirit, in case they are what they do, hey, hehe" The fat man's mouth is really cheap, and he turned his head to look at Xia Qian, and he ate tofu again.

"Die, you dead fat man, the dog can't spit out ivory in his mouth, hum ......" Xia Qian was ridiculed by the fat man so that his face turned red, and he couldn't help but look at the fat man who couldn't support it was "talking badly".

"Okay, don't make trouble, Fan Er, you take care of Xiao Xia, my senior brother and I will go and get these guys together, remember, no matter what happens, you don't come out, you know no." I looked at Zhuo Fan'er and instructed a little uneasily.

"No, are you sure, these creatures, are really evil spirits." Zhuo Faner looked at the ghosts of the undead legion who were "playing in the water", then looked at us, and asked hesitantly.

"Okay, don't look at the Three Kingdoms shedding tears, worry about the ancients, this is what our brothers do, we have to do it or not, let's go, Kaizi, let's get started." The fat man grinned, stretched out his hand and dragged me, and the two of us walked out in the worried eyes of Zhuo Faner and Xia Qian.

The fat man and I stepped on the creaking snow under our feet and walked slowly towards the hot spring and the ghosts of the undead army in the hot spring.

The fat man and I deliberately walked slowly and increased our pace to get the attention of the ghosts of the undead legion.

Soon, we walked to the hot springs, and the ghosts of the undead legion also floated their heads on the surface of the water one by one, looking at us two uninvited guests with hideous faces, because the fat man and I were very close to the ghosts of the undead legion, and although the moonlight in the sky was not clear, we could still clearly see that the heads exposed on the water were like rotten melons, and the facial skin was all shriveled and black, the eyes were deep-set, and the upper and lower lips were rotten, showing yellowed teeth, looks like a skull covered with a thin layer of human skin, and some of the ghosts are still wearing ragged clothes, although they have long been decayed, but they are vaguely recognizable as the standard private uniforms of the Japanese Army during World War II.

That's right, these things in front of us are exactly the same as the resurrected Japanese ghosts we saw in the basement of the Jianxing Hotel (the former secret military base of the Japanese army), they are indeed the ghost soldiers of the undead army.

Seeing me and the fat man approaching them step by step, the ghosts of the Japanese army of the undead army also sensed the danger, and one by one, like wood, they emerged from the water, and like robots, their joints stiffened on the snow, and approached us.

I subconsciously activated the immortal bones of my arms, and my arms were instantly enveloped in black aura, and the momentum was overwhelming.

The fat man pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, deliberately showing a timid and frightened look, and retreated in the direction opposite to me, trying to lure the ghost soldiers of the undead army to take the initiative to attack him.

The ghost soldiers of the undead legion really hit the plan, and some of the ghost soldiers began to adjust their pace in the direction of the fat man.

The Japanese ghosts all looked like carrion corpses that had just crawled out of their graves, but in a few of them, I noticed that several of them had healthy new muscles and skin on their arms, which meant that the Japanese ghosts were recovering significantly faster than the others.

As we all know, in order to reawaken these corpses and restore their human bodies, and become undead ghosts that can be driven, the only known means is to use the huge energy contained in the Sulu ingot, one of the three major killing weapons left by Genghis Khan, so are these Japanese ghosts also blessed with the huge energy contained in the Sulu ingot, so that the terrifying effect of flesh and bones will appear, and if so, then who provided them with the energy of the Sulu ingot.

This series of questions filled my brain for a moment, but I knew that these Japanese ghosts had taken on human form, but they did not have a complete intelligence, and all their actions were only carried out under the control of instinctive cruelty and bestiality, so even if we caught them, we could not ask for any valuable clues, the only way was to destroy them, and then try to find the clues and find the answer behind the mystery ourselves.

Just as I was thinking wildly, the fat man's side and the Japanese ghosts had already caught fire, and I saw those Japanese ghosts surrounding the fat man, like a group of sumo wrestlers, stretching out their claws to scratch and tear the fat man, trying to push the fat man to the ground, and then tear the fat man into meat crumbs and swallow them in his stomach.

It's a pity that the fat man at this time is no longer the fat man at that time, where would he be so easily calculated by a few brainless Japanese ghosts, but seeing the fat man holding a sword in both hands, he is flying up and down, stabbing left and right, and a ball of white light covers the body so that it does not leak, and occasionally has to remove one arm and half a leg of the Japanese ghosts.

Of course, the ghosts of the Japanese army who besieged me did not get a bargain, although my left and right arms did not look as lethal as the fat man's Xuantie Sword, and the visual impact was not so bloody, but the damage caused to the Japanese ghosts by the razor-sharp nails was not inferior to the Xuantie Sword, so after a few faces, most of the Japanese ghosts besieging me also became disabled, and they were planted one by one to stand unsteadily, and the queen retreated.

As soon as we saw that the Japanese ghosts were about to run, the fat man and I hurriedly got up to chase them, only to find that the Japanese ghosts ran in the direction of the hot springs, and then picked up the ice cubes on the edge of the hot springs that were as thick as millstones and smashed them at me and the fat man.

I can't see that those Japanese ghosts still have some strength at hand, and the ice cubes thrown out are so powerful that they smash at me and the fat man with the sound of the wind.

The fat man and I didn't want to take on the ice cubes and use our stamina, so we used our skills to dodge the attacks.

Some of the ice cubes lost their heads and smashed into the thick trunks of the pine trees, shattering into countless Xiaoice pieces, but they burst out in all directions with undiminished force, like steel balls in homemade bombs, which were also extremely lethal.

The fat man was negligent, and was hit on the forehead by several small Xiaoice blocks that flew like stray bullets, and the blood flowed down his brain at that time.

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