"Alright, let's not discuss this matter." Chen Jinting opened his mouth to interrupt the discussion between Lao Suo and Zhang Fei.

It's really scary to discuss ghosts in this gloomy tomb.

"Let's pay more attention in the future, especially Gong Ping, you and Xiao Yao are the closest, if there is anything wrong, hurry up and tell everyone, this thing is better to believe that it exists, not to believe that it is not."

Seeing that Gong Ping nodded in agreement, Chen Jinting instructed everyone to take advantage of Yao Lina's coma to hurry up and rest, and he stayed to keep vigil.

A few people huddled around a pile of burning devils in torn uniforms.

The devil's military uniform is of good quality and quite dense, and if you have to put your current clothes aside, it will burn into a pile of ashes in a few minutes......

Chen Jinting deliberately fiddled with the torn tweed coat a few times, so that the fire did not burn so violently, and basically kept it at a little flame.

That little fire has no heating effect at all, and everyone around it is a psychological comfort, which is a bit of a plum to quench thirst.

Yao Lina was surrounded in the middle, close to the nearest place to the source of the fire, and she had already absorbed all the pitiful heat emitted by the flames, and the others could only huddle together wrapped in blankets to keep each other warm.

Chen Jinting was shivering when he saw that the big guys were all cold, and he was very reluctant to go, so he simply took out the remaining rice paper used to rub the pieces from the backpack left by Li Xiaobo and threw them into the faint light of the fire one by one.

Soon the rice paper was also burned, and Chen Jinting didn't think about it, and put the empty backpack left by Li Xiaobo on the flame.

In fact, at this time, except for Yao Lina, no one else was asleep, but no one spoke again.

Everyone closes their eyes and allows themselves to rest as much as they can.

Chen Jinting fiddled with the fire that was more ornamental than practical, so that it would not burn out soon. Leaning back, Chen Jinting snuggled up on the stone wall behind him, but soon he straightened up again, and the stone wall seemed to be more cold than the ground.

Although he was wrapped in a thick blanket, as soon as he leaned in for a while, Chen Jinting felt that the cold air in the stone wall seemed to drill through the blanket into the cracks of his bones, which was very uncomfortable.

Chen Jinting sat up and looked into the darkness in front of the tomb.

After no one talked, the surroundings became unusually quiet, and this unusual silence made Chen Jinting feel even more uncomfortable, he always felt that in the darkness in the distance, there seemed to be something dangerous waiting for them to approach......

"Illusion ......," Chen Jinting said secretly in his heart.

"What can be dangerous......

But then he remembered what Zhang Fei said before.

"Could the surviving Japanese devils not come out of this place at all......

Could it be that these surviving Japanese devils are the ones who give you a sense of danger?

Chen Jinting frowned and stared into the darkness and continued to ponder.

"But this surviving Japanese devil is just everyone's speculation, whether it really exists is unknown, and even if there are really surviving Japanese soldiers, it has been half a century since the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, so many years, whether the devil can survive in this ghost place is a question, even if he survived, now he is still some old man in his old age, what is so terrible!"

Chen Jinting pondered like this, and he felt a lot more confident in his heart, and even had some expectations for whether he could meet the Japanese devils.

"Damn, Lao Tzu was born decades late, and he didn't catch up with the time when his grandchildren did evil, if there are really surviving devils in this place, then don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite, you have to avenge the innocent old and young masters, girls, daughters-in-law, and children who died innocently decades ago!"

It is not an exaggeration to say that Chen Jinting's hatred for the Japanese in his heart is not necessarily less than that of the indignant Qingzhangfei.

Thinking wildly, Chen Jinting's eyelids gradually became heavier and heavier, and he couldn't help but almost fall asleep several times, and finally forced himself to cheer himself up.

It wasn't until someone came up to him and tapped him on the shoulder.

Team Chen...... Rest for a while, I'll keep watch. Chen Jinting shook his head and looked around, the poor bonfire was extinguished at some point, and there was a person in front of him who shone on the ground with a flashlight, and Chen Jinting saw clearly that this person was Lao Suo.

After listening to Lao Suo's words, Chen Jinting didn't say anything more, and after a few words, he went to the place where Lao Suo was sleeping and lay down.

Soon Chen Jinting fell into a deep sleep......

In a trance, like a dream, Chen Jinting was awakened by a strange sound.

The sound is small, but it sounds exceptionally clear.

That's someone singing!

After hearing this sudden singing, Chen Jinting opened his eyes violently.

At this moment, he saw a rather strange and unbelievable scene.

After Chen Jinting opened his eyes, he saw the person singing clearly......

Is that

Yao Lina......

Yao Lina didn't know when she woke up, she knelt on the ground, holding a flashlight in her right hand and putting it to her mouth, humming softly a song that Chen Jinting had never heard.

The flashlight that was turned on and put to her mouth seemed to be used as a microphone by Yao Lina.

However, in Chen Jinting's opinion, when the flashlight was turned on her mouth, the expression on Yao Lina's face looked quite weird and terrifying, as if she was deliberately grimacing at Chen Jinting by putting the flashlight on her chin.

Yao Lina hummed softly while slowly twisting her body, her movements were slow and very stiff, which made the atmosphere at this time even more terrifying.

Chen Jinting wanted to sit up and ask Yao Lina to stop.

However, it was only then that he realized that he was like a nightmare, unable to move or make a sound.

Chen Jinting could only widen her eyes, staring at Yao Lina, who was humming a song, and twisted her body stiffly.

Suddenly, Yao Lina's humming song stopped, and at the same time, she also stopped writhing.

After Yao Lina stopped moving, the front of her body was facing the direction that Chen Jinting was looking at.

The flashlight shone on Yao Lina's face along the corner of her mouth, making the expression on Yao Lina's face look more real, at this time, the expression on her face not only looked a little terrifying, but also seemed to reveal a frightened look, as if Yao Lina could see her appearance at this time, and was also frightened by her own appearance.

After Yao Lina, who was facing Chen Jinting, stopped singing, she opened her mouth lightly and said a few words silently, Chen Jinting could see clearly, Yao Lina said ......

"Help Me ......"