The three of them are like a meal of fat in front of the wolves, thousands of flying corpses are staring at them in mid-air, who sees this scene and who is not scared out of the soul, thanks to them in the dark, but the sense of oppression is still breathless.

Just when they were smashed into pulp, unexpectedly, a pungent smell mixed with formalin and mildew slowly came out from the iron gate, and after it spread to the surroundings of the three people, those red-eyed flying corpses seemed to have been struck by lightning, and they were very frightened, and instantly flew away from the position of the iron gate, some of them flew low, and they were knocked to the ground, which was a chaos.

The three people who had been preparing to die saw that they had not been attacked for a long time, and when they heard the noisy chaos, they immediately saw a trace of life, and turned to see that the iron door had been smashed into several large and small holes, half-open and half-closed. The iron door seemed to have been closed for a long time, and there were two deep abrasion marks on the bottom and the ground, and the strange smell was coming out of it, not only that, but there was also a flickering white light shooting out from the inside, shining on the face. The three of them looked at each other, as if they had found the bright avenue, and rushed to the opening left by the iron gate like crazy.

When Chang Butong and Dai Ma ran to the iron gate, they saw Qin Ling touching the back of his head with one hand and holding the ground with the other, and he wanted to stand up but couldn't stand up, so he immediately went over to help him up.

Finally arrived at the iron gate, Chang Butong and Dai Ma pushed up the iron gate with a thickness of about five centimeters, and piled several large wooden boxes next to the iron gate together to resist the impact of the flying corpse again.

"Luckily, fortunately we hung our coat and pants on the iron gate just now, otherwise such a thick iron gate would have been pushed to death with our strength." Dai Ma said fearfully.

Chang Butong saw that Qin Ling was in a weak spirit, and helped him to touch his pulse with concern.

Qin Ling coughed twice, and asked weakly, "Are we still alive, are we in the underworld, why is it so stinky?" ”

Dai Ma said with a smile: "Daoist Qin, thanks to your stealth array, we escaped a catastrophe, and now we are safe, don't worry!" ”

"Oh, good people have good rewards, Master Zu bless!" Qin Ling evened out his breath and stood by himself holding on to the big wooden box on the side.

Dai Ma asked puzzledly, "Mr. Chang, what do you think is going on, but those flying corpses don't attack us at this time?" ”

Chang Butong looked at the closed iron door, and then looked at the surrounding messy environment, but found that inside the iron gate was an arc-shaped passage about ten meters long made of salt bricks, and large wooden boxes of different sizes were scattered on both sides of the passage, each box was invariably printed with a black skull symbol, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that these were poisonous substances.

"Be careful, these boxes contain poisonous stuff, let's not touch them again." Chang Butong reminded.

Qin Ling and Dai Ma immediately stopped, for fear of being infected.

"The smell is coming from the box, it may be related to the flying corpse, let's talk further, this is not a place to stay for long." Chang Butong led the way to the inside of the passage.

The three of them walked through the passage, and it was a large warehouse-like room supported by four stone pillars, covered with dust, and a green glass chandelier hung from the ceiling next to each stone pillar. On all sides of the pillars were a wood-colored table, and a few broken benches had been turned to the ground. Scattered above and below the table were yellowed, blackened paper and crumbling glass bottles, a jumble of rubber catheters, syringes, and some odd tools.

Qin Ling rested against a chair with his back against the wall, often observing his surroundings.

"You see, this place has just been entered, and there are still traces of human activity in many places." Chang Butong picked up a microphone and fed it twice, and the amplification sound was endless.

"Needless to say, Wu Santong is here to pass on the message to me." As he spoke, Dai Ma picked up some relatively clean paper from the ground, shook his head for a while, and did not understand what was said, but it could be seen that there were Japanese and Chinese. He took out a briefcase with the red words "Secret" printed on it from the drawer, wrapped it tightly in two layers of brown paper, obviously unopened, and took out a stack of bundled texts from it, turned two pages, and immediately the hairs stood on end, and quickly handed them into Chang Butong's hands. "Mr. Chang, look, it turns out that this is the underground room of the puppet army......"

When Chang Butong took the text from Dai Ma's hand, he noticed the unusual content of it, and after reading it, he unlocked the secret that Python Mountain had hidden for so many years.

Confidential text jiàn (9).

Submit it to Chairman Wang for personal inspection

——It is forbidden to leak and burn after reading——

Project Real: The Secret of the Living Dead

Real Yàn Department: Special Confidential Department of the First Army

After three years, the real yàn of Python Mountain has been able to make a breakthrough, and we have waited for the strong support of the Kwantung Army's epidemic prevention and water supply headquarters, and the results have been remarkable.

Here are the results:

Thousands of captive corpses have been buried in the first digging tunnel, combined with the chemical agent secretly developed by the Shijing Military Medical Department and the ancient method of the flying corpse of the bone reclamation Taoist, the restoration of yàn, all of them are painted on the corpse and hidden in the ground, when the need to lead the entrance of the group of snakes in the mountain can be unearthed, when the chairman led his thousand living dead, all under the command of the public, the direction is popular, will defeat the communist army, unify the world.

However, the situation was turbulent and the future was uncertain, and we waited too long for this time, during which a variety of abnormal animals appeared, which inevitably aroused the suspicion of the people in the vicinity, and the Japanese side instructed us to temporarily go to Nanjing to rest and recuperate, and wanted to send a group of recruits to garrison outside the mountain, and the bureau was decided, so we were recalled.

……

April 4, 1943

This is followed by some real steps, icons, and numbers, and the content is incredible.

After Chang Butong finished reading it, he thought about it, and told Dai Ma and Qin Ling the content of the text, and the three of them looked at each other and were speechless.

After a while, Chang Butong said: "So that's the case, those flying corpses are all real products, and they have to attack us, they are afraid of the chemical agents here, and they retreat as soon as they smell the smell coming from here." ”

Suddenly, Dai Ma seemed to understand something, and at this time, there was nothing to hide, so he told all about the grievances with Jiang Renshou and what happened seven years ago, as well as about Hao Chuan and the diary, and what surprised him the most was that the name of the Bone Reclamation Daoist actually appeared on Wen Jiàn.

"You mean, Wu Santong was indeed because of your feud back then, and he almost died in Python Mountain, so now he is looking for you to take revenge, but why does he know the method of 'flying corpses and burrows', and what does it have to do with the puppet army's real yàn?" Chang Butong asked.

"It's hard for me to say about this, according to what this article says, the real yàn of Python Mountain has already begun, at that time, Wu Santong was just a gangster in a barren mountain village, it was a miracle that he could survive, he definitely couldn't have such ability."

"But he can come here without knowing it, and tell us that it seems that he is familiar with this place, and he definitely can't do it in a day or two." Chang Butong asked rhetorically.