Under the leadership of Zhou Debao, we walked towards the Zhou Mansion, and occasionally met a few villagers on the way, but they were also cautious and did not dare to look at us more.

When he came to Zhou's house, it was still the backyard and the same room, and Zhou Debao's attitude was the same as before.

"Brother, what's going on?"

Waiting for Zhou Debao to leave, Liangzi couldn't help but ask.

"It's dark, it's not sure yet!" I shook my head, suppressing the grief and anger in my heart.

Time passed little by little, until a piercing gong sounded, and Zhou Debao appeared in front of us in a hurry, just like last time, and let us into the dark room.

This time, we didn't drag, and as soon as Zhou Debao left, I asked Gray Sun to open the door.

I crawled out of the darkroom, and as soon as I walked out of the door, I saw a Japanese soldier rushing in.

"Kill!"

I squinted slightly, stepped forward, and rushed forward.

Letting go of the bayonet, bowing down, raising elbows, and pushing horizontally, the Japanese soldier flew out and fell to the ground with a slight thunderclap.

Ryoko followed, holding the Japanese soldier's neck with both hands, her head twisted around, and the person was silent.

Picking up the gun, Ryoko and I looked at each other and continued to rush out.

Out of the backyard was a small garden, where two Japanese soldiers were smiling and smiling around a maid, who were getting their hands on it.

"You're left, I'm right!"

I said coldly, and assigned the goal with Ryoko.

"Wang!"

Rhubarb also roared at the same time and jumped to his feet.

About ten minutes later, Ryoko and I stopped talking, and there were two corpses of Japanese soldiers on the ground.

"Hide!"

I picked up the frightened maid to the ground, gave a brief explanation, and continued to walk out with Ryoko.

In yesterday's picture, there were eight Japanese soldiers who came to Zhoufu, and the last one to go back was four, that is to say, there were four Japanese soldiers in Zhoufu, we killed three, and there was one left.

The Zhou Mansion is a courtyard with three entrances, passing through the cloister, and as soon as I entered the front yard, I heard a gunshot, and two desperate roars.

"Wang!"

Rhubarb took the lead, barking and rushing forward.

"Yaga!"

An angry curse rang out, then fell silent, replaced by a whimper.

Rhubarb bit off the throat of the Japanese soldier, blood gushed out, and in the courtyard, a row of corpses of the Zhou family was staggered, all of them were shot in the brain, the bullet passed through the back of the head, pierced out of the forehead, and blood mixed with brain plasma flowed out.

Judging from their posture, they knelt in a row with their backs to the Japanese soldiers, and the Japanese soldiers shot them to death like dummies.

They did nothing but let out a few desperate roars.

Outside, the gunfire grew more and more rapid.

The moment he walked out of the Zhou Mansion, he was greeted by a blood-red and desperate and hideous face.

"Yaga!"

"Kill Kiki!"

"Little Japan, I'll fuck your grandma!"

In addition to the brutal voices of the Japanese, the unwilling roar of the villagers echoed in my ears.

The bloodlight and fire bloomed in an instant, and Ryoko and I rushed forward.

Guns and stabs, an indescribable sense of grief and indignation filled my heart, and I forgot everything, only knew to kill, kill, kill all the Japanese in sight.

"Bang!"

I don't know how long later, a gunshot rang out in my ears, and a blood flower exploded in my chest.

I looked down in a daze, looked at my chest, reached out and wiped it, and a smell of blood came.

"Brother?"

Ryoko roared and turned around to save me, two bayonet tips peeking out of his chest.

Ryoko staggered and took two steps forward, the bayonet detached from his body, and two blood flowers bloomed.

"It hurts?"

I was a little incredible, but people fell backwards.

As I fell to the ground, I could hear the desperate cries of the villagers and the footsteps of the Japanese soldiers, and the smell of blood grew stronger and stronger, gradually drowning me.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a burst of gunfire in my ears, and then there was a deathly silence, except for the thunderclap of the house burning.

I don't know how long it took, but a wet tongue woke me up, and when I opened my eyes, I saw the pink tongue of rhubarb curling up.

"Stop licking!"

I gave the rhubarb a bit and did it.

Ryoko was also there, he looked down at his chest, didn't know what to think, saw me wake up, and said to me: "Brother, maybe we will really die here!" ”

As he spoke, he walked over and lifted his clothes, and there were two faint scars on his chest.

I got up from the ground and examined my chest, and sure enough, there was a small thumb-sized scar, which was very light and light.

I touched it, and there was a faint pain.

I looked around, we were still at the entrance of the village, and the three snotty children were right behind us, and I saw that I was watching them, and they ran into the village in a puff of smoke.

"Brother, have you found out? The situation of the day of the murder is repeated here, and for more than 80 years, the souls of these villagers have not been rested, and they have to experience a massacre every day! Ryoko said in a deep voice.

"Something must be wrong!" I muttered.

It is obviously unreasonable to be able to trap the villagers here and keep repeating the events of the day of the bloodbath.

"Hall Master, I think it's a Japanese ghost!" Gray Sun said with a wrinkled nose.

"How?" I asked.

"You see, in every reincarnation, it is the villagers who are traumatized, which is equivalent to making the villagers of Baoxitun constantly experience massacres, which is a punishment." Gray Sun analyzed.

"That Japanese officer, it must be that Japanese officer!" Gray Sun suddenly waved his little paw and said, "Hall Master, I remember, that Japanese officer said a word before he died!" ”

"What?" I asked.

"Kill them all!" Gray Sun said.

After speaking, it raised its head and asked, "Hall Master, did you say that the Japanese officer was playing ghosts, so these villagers kept reincarnating!" ”

I frowned and thought about it, what Gray Sun said was right, every reincarnation is a kind of torture for these villagers.

"Contemptible Zhou Debao!"

Just thinking about it, Zhou Debao arrived.

"Zhou Debao, don't you recognize who I am?"

After two massacres in a row, I didn't plan to continue acting, so I came directly to Zhou Debao, stared into his eyes and asked.

"Who are you?" He paused for a moment, looked at me closely, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"You're already dead, you've been killed by the Japanese!" I took a step closer and said in a deep voice.

For more than eighty years, every day, the villagers had to experience a massacre, and I don't believe they didn't know they were dead.

It's not that they don't know, but they selectively forget, wanting to make themselves forget the pain, or rather, something is affecting them.

"What are you talking about?" Zhou Debao took a step back, and the vigilance in his eyes became even worse.

"Then I'll let you die again!"

I sighed, stepped forward, rushed into his arms, and after a bang, grabbed his wrist, pulled him back, and jerked my elbow up, striking him in his Adam's apple, and with a snap, shattering his throat.

Ryoko also moved at the same time, rushing into the crowd.

If the tiger enters the flock, a moment of effort will kill everyone.

Putting down their corpses, Ryoko and I frowned and watched, their wounds slowly recovered, the collapsed Adam's apple bulged little by little, and the hearts that did not rise and fall beat again, and they were resurrecting one by one.

"Got it, you're alive again?"

I walked over, pulled Zhou Debao up, pressed his head, and asked him to check the people he brought in turn.

"How is that possible? How can it be? He muttered, still in disbelief.

"Wake up, wake up!"

I gave him two mouths, took him by the collar, dragged him under the big poplar tree, pointed to the tree and said: "The devil gathered the old and young masters of Quantun here and killed them all. ”

"All together, all together!"

He muttered, a complicated look flashing in his eyes, and a desperate smile appeared on his lips.

Seeing him like this, I breathed a sigh of relief, and he finally remembered.

"Yaga!"

At that moment, a deplorable voice rang out, and a Japanese sword slashed from behind me, bringing out a blast of wind.

"Be careful!"

Ryoko's eager voice also sounded at the same time.

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