According to a netizen named "Buchuan Hongneku", he said that this is a Japanese medal, called Ruibao Medal, the shape is the shape of the flowers and leaves of the paulownia flower, and the small mirror in the middle of the medal is an artifact that imitates the Japanese Ise Jingu, which is equipped with sixteen beads, symbolizing supreme glory, and is generally awarded by the emperor to people who have made special contributions, and it is the main medal awarded by the Japanese army in World War II.

"Japanese troops?" I was stunned.

Mr. Wan's death immediately came to my mind, seppuku self-cutting is the most common method used by the Japanese army, which means that the evil yin in the tunnel is a Japanese soldier who cut his own stomach in World War II!

But the question arises again, how could this Japanese soldier appear in a railway tunnel in Thailand? Thinking of this primitive railway, which was supported only by steel and wooden piles on the cliff, I kind of understood something, and quickly asked Tony to search for information about this railway.

Tony searched the computer for a while, and read while translating: "The Death Railway, also known as the Burma Railway or the Thai-Burma Railway, is a railway built by Japan during the Second World War to occupy Burma to connect Bangkok, Thailand and Yangon......, Myanmar. ”

It turned out that this was a death railway during World War II, but the Japanese were the leaders, and the Japanese soldiers who could have this medal were obviously in a prominent position, and it was not his turn to go to the front line to repair the railway, he must be an officer-level commander, why would he die by seppuku? This puzzled me.

It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening after I came out of the Internet café, so I quickly called Wang Weijun and asked him to ask Mr. Wan about Mr. Wan's birthday, followed Tony to run around the lounge, found Mr. Wan's personal belongings and teacups, and then Tony and I took advantage of the night to go to the railway tunnel.

The railway is unusually quiet at night, and the terrain is dangerous, which makes people frightened.

When we arrived at the tunnel, it was almost hour, because the characteristics of the tunnel caused the wind to blow in and produce a loud whistling sound, like a ghost crying wolf, which suddenly made people feel hairy.

I took out the magic weapon to open the altar and tried to summon Mr. Wan's soul out, and when Mr. Wan was summoned, he reproduced the scene of suicide, only to see him look sluggish, kneeling on the ground with a machete, and without hesitation, he cut into the abdomen with a knife, and Tony and I gasped when I saw it.

Mr. Wan gradually fell to the ground motionless, blood soaked under his body, and after a while, Mr. Wan suddenly moved and was struggling to get up.

Tony, who hadn't seen my conjuring spirit, was a little scared and asked me what was going on, and I said it was just a ghost wandering around here and repeating suicide, so he shouldn't worry.

Mr. Wan staggered to his feet, he still had a knife stuck in his abdomen, and blood and intestines flowed out, but Mr. Wan didn't realize that he was also stunned and confused when he saw me.

I turned around and whispered to Tony: "I could have sent him back to the town directly, but I had something to ask him, so I used the soul lamp to guide him home step by step, at this time his memory is chaotic and blurry, and he can't see the state of his body, you don't look back at him, once he turns back, the person's yang energy will scare him to think of everything, and he will also see the miserable appearance of his body, knowing that he died tragically, he will suddenly lose his soul." ”

Tony nodded and quickly turned around, and then asked in a low voice, "Didn't he know he was dead at this time?" ”

"Yes, there is a saying in China that the first seven days, he doesn't know that he is dead in these seven days, the soul has been wandering, and the person who commits suicide will be trapped in one place, but no matter how he died, he will find his way home and find memories in these seven days, and he will slowly find out that he is dead in these seven days, and when he returns home, he will know that he is really dead, and he will accept it, and there is a step-by-step buffer process, and he will not suddenly be frightened by his death." I explained.

"Got it." Tony replied nervously.

I patted him and smiled, "Don't be afraid. ”

I started walking out of the tunnel with the soul light, and Tony stiffened against my tense body.

With a chill down our backs, Mr. Wan followed me step by step, letting out a weak gasp, his voice was floating, as if it was an echo from a distant place.

When he got out of the tunnel, Mr. Wan let out a weak voice and sighed: "The moonlight tonight is so beautiful." ”

I looked up at the sky, the mountain environment is not polluted, everything is very primitive, the moon and stars in the sky are scarce, the thin clouds are fluttering, hazy, it is indeed a very beautiful moonlight, Mr. Wan and I see the same moonlight, but we are not the same world anymore, which makes me feel a little embarrassed in my heart.

"yes, it's beautiful." I answered.

"Hey, who are you? It's quite familiar to see your back, but I can't seem to remember it...... What's going on, where am I? Mr. Wan muttered suspiciously.

Tony nervously squeezed my arm, I glanced at him to relax, then took out the medal and held it up and asked, "Do you recognize this?" ”

"Well, it looks like it was placed at the head of my bed in the lounge, huh, I can't remember when it was there, strange." Mr. Wan said.

Although Mr. Wan's memory is vague, as long as he is guided, he can slowly recall some of it.

"Ah, I remember, I picked it up when I was patrolling the railroad." Mr. Wan said.

"Where did you pick it up?" I asked again.

"On the edge of the bush of the No. 42 milestone, I remember that day I patrolled there, stepped on a foreign object under my feet, picked it up and saw that it was a delicate medal, and I liked it, so I took it back and threw it at the head of the bed, by the way, it was not far from the tunnel, look, that's it." Mr. Wan said.

Tony had been listening intently to Mr. Wan, and almost reflexively turned back to see where Mr. Wan was talking about, I quickly glared at him, and he came back to his senses with a shudder, and his head was stiff and he didn't dare to move.

It turns out that the evil yin is not in the tunnel, but in the jungle on the edge of the tunnel, no wonder I didn't notice any movement in the tunnel just now.

"Do you remember what happened today?" I asked.

Mr. Wan was silent for a moment and said: "Part of the memory, I came to work at the station in the morning, and I was busy with a lot of things until I had a meal, so I went to eat and quickly ran to the lounge to sleep, by the way, I should still be sleeping in the lounge, why is it here, strange ......." ”

In other words, Mr. Wan doesn't even know what he did later.

"And do you remember what happened when you went to bed?" I thought about it and asked.

"What happened while I was sleeping...... Mr. Wan muttered, and then said: "I remember, when I was sleeping, there was a cold and cold breath in the back of my head, the weather in Thailand was too hot, this gas was very comfortable, I was very sleepy, I didn't know how this gas was generated, I just felt too comfortable, and then I fell asleep, and I also had a particularly strange dream, in the dream I felt as if I had entered the body of a Japanese officer, wearing a set of officer uniforms, hanging binoculars on my body, and a Japanese saber on my waist, I also saw the scene of the Japanese soldier whipping the laborer, a Japanese soldier came to salute me to report the situation, I actually spoke Japanese in my mouth, and I can understand it, this Japanese soldier is reporting to me that there is an American prisoner of war who disobeys discipline and wants to resist, so I pulled out my saber and rushed over, and stabbed him to death without saying anything, and then I woke up, it was so strange, I actually had this kind of headless and tailless dream, I was scared to wake up and saw you, by the way, who are you? ”

It seems that my speculation is correct, Mr. Wan was bewitched by the evil spirit of the medal at the head of the bed when he was sleeping, which led to a dream related to the Japanese officer, which is actually not a dream, it really happened, and it is the memory of the Japanese officer left in the medal!

As for Mr. Wan, he went to the vendor selling sugar cane to buy a machete, but he didn't know it, he was bewitched by the evil spirit in the medal, this medal can be regarded as the doppelganger of the Japanese officer, although the spiritual power is not as good as the body, but it is enough to lead Mr. Wan to lose his mind, which is also the reason why he is particularly fierce to the hawker, and what the hawker saw at that time was the clone of the Japanese officer attached to Mr. Wan!

After the matter was basically clarified, I slowly guided Mr. Wan to recover his memory, compressing all the seven days needed for the first seven days into one night, so that he gradually understood that he was dead, and this process needs to be extremely careful, once something goes wrong, it may cause Mr. Wan to lose his soul.

In the night, a dim soul-attracting oil lamp flickered on the empty railway, Tony and I led Mr. Wan's soul home slowly, and it took two hours to walk back to the town, and finally arrived at the town all the way, and Mr. Wan gradually reacted a little.

"You mean me...... I'm already dead? Mr. Wan said in a trembling voice, and his voice became very erratic.

"Mr. Wan, I know it will be difficult for you to accept it for a while, but this is a fact you must accept, you have a wife who loves you very much, after learning that you were killed, she was very sad and invited us to investigate the truth of your death, I not only want to ask the truth of death from your mouth tonight, but also to bring you back to your soul, Mrs. Wan is afraid that you will wander outside and be lonely." I turned my back to Mr. Wan and said in a deep voice.

Mr. Wan was silent for a while, followed by a choked and sobbing sound from behind him, Mr. Wan is only sad and not afraid now, which means that he slowly accepted the news of his death.

I turned around in a moment, and Tony's face changed dramatically.

"It's okay, let's go back." I sighed, and Tony turned around tremblingly.

Mr. Wan accepted the fact of his death, then his memory would all be clear, and soon he found the wound on his stomach, and opened his mouth in surprise and gasped for breath, but slowly he was relieved, silently shed tears, and choked up: "Master, thank you." ”

"Mr. Wan, it's not too early to go home." I say.

Mr. Wan wiped his tears and nodded silently.