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The North Manchurian fortress is so big that if they hadn't walked in the central corridor in the middle, they would have been lost, a large area of barracks, each barracks has a separate area next to it, equipped with activity rooms, restaurants, toilets, bathrooms, meeting rooms and other places. It seems that little Japan is ready to confront Lao Maozi for a long time in this underground fortress.

If it hadn't been for a major accident, they wouldn't have been able to abandon this fortress, and the importance of its hidden secrets can be imagined.

"Sir, look at how many cans there are here, can you eat them?" said Hassan, pointing to the furnishings in the barracks.

Wushuang said: "If you want to eat, open it, I don't object." But you'd better eat while walking, so you don't lose time. ”

"Hassan, why don't you remember? Don't make the master angry. Agudammu glared at him.

All barracks have a number written on the door, and it is estimated that each barracks was also distributed to different residents in that year, and the corresponding number in it may also be their own number. The Japanese management system is very complete, don't look at it as a hasty evacuation, but in the entire North Manchurian fortress, except for some dust on the ground, everything else is scattered.

The fortress was so big that they had been down for half an hour, but they were still looking for the elevator in the middle of the corridor, and there were dim light bulbs in front of it, and there was no reference point. Walking and walking, people's vision inevitably produces fatigue, and everything they see is exactly the same, only the corresponding number on the barracks door is different.

"Wait. Wushuang opened his hand and suddenly stopped.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Ma Ya asked him.

"Something is following us, I feel it. "The reason why Wushuang said that there was something and not someone was following him was because he felt that it should not be a human being, or that it was not a living person. That feeling is strange, not human yang.

In addition to them, there is only a group of Japanese ronins who have infiltrated in front of them, and if it was that group of ronin, they would have attacked them a long time ago. But this feeling has never gone away since he rescued Hasen, who is on the ghost's body.

That feeling is very strong, and only people like Wushuang, who often deal with gods and ghosts, can clearly feel the other party's yin qi. It is possible that they will be followed by the ghosts of the disgruntled Japanese soldiers.

"Hassen, aren't you, won't you be allowed to eat, aren't you afraid of being poisoned?" Agudammu scolded the stunned Qingdao.

"It's delicious, it's delicious, it's delicious!" Hasson had already opened the box of Japanese cans, reached in and grabbed a handful of slimy liquid and stuffed it into his mouth.

The smell coming out of the canned box is indescribable. Think about what will become of the things that have been left at room temperature for more than 50 years, and there is soup and water in them?

"Hassan, throw it away, food poisoning!" If Agudammu knew that he was carrying such a stunned young man on this trip, he should not have agreed to follow him before he set out.

Wushuang grabbed Agudamu who was about to rush forward with one hand.

"Master, he'......"

"Don't go, I'm afraid he'll ...... Do you look at his feet?" Wushuang dragged Ma Ya and Agudamu out a few meters and pointed to Hasen's feet to warn them of their attention. They looked down for a long time, but they didn't notice anything strange.

"You two didn't notice anything wrong?"

"No, Husen is the same as before, sir, what's wrong?"

"You two take a closer look!"

Ma Ya seemed to have discovered something, and quickly hid behind Wushuang and looked at the different Hasen in front of her in horror. He...... The old people often say that when a person walks in the field at night, if a suspicious person suddenly appears, then he has to see if he has a shadow in the moonlight, and if there is a shadow, it is a living person, and if there is no shadow, it is a dead person.

"Brother, didn't you save him just now......?

"This isn't Hasen, maybe it's something that has been following us, it's my carelessness, and I'm thinking about catching up quickly. It seems that the real Hasen is still in that barracks, and it is not known whether he is a good man or a murderer now. Wushuang blamed himself.

"Master, what's going on? Will he harm us? Is there any help from Hasen?"

"Let's go, go back and see, you can't leave him behind!" Wushuang dragged the two of them around this greedy "Hasen" and ran back.

"Hey, where are you going, wait for me!" Hasson behind him actually followed again, but this time everyone noticed that this Hasson walked without moving, without any weight to speak of.

"Then I'll send you back to your island country to meet your emperor!" Wushuang suddenly turned around and stabbed Hasen in the chest as he caught up.

But when the knife stabbed in, he suddenly felt a kind of emptiness, as if a dagger had pierced into the air, and Wushuang stumbled and almost didn't fall. There was a grim laugh behind him.

"Hmph...... Hum ...... then the image of Hassen vanished.

"Master, he'......"

"I don't have time to talk to him! Ghosts are nothing to fear, they are afraid of the living! Go back to Hasen first. The three had to run back again.

Half an hour later, I returned to the barracks where I had just been hiding, and when I opened the door, I saw that there was nothing in the house, no ghosts of Japanese soldiers, and no trace of Hasen.

Agudammu looked at the empty barracks in front of him in astonishment, knelt down facing east, and muttered a prayer in his mouth, Immortal God bless, let poor Hasen return safely.

"I have no objection to your faith, but there are times when prayer is useless. Let's go, it seems that someone deliberately wants to delay our time, whether it is a living person or a Si person, this is the territory of Little Japan, even if he is dead, he is a Japanese ghost, they will not let the Chinese go. Let's just let Hassan die, and stop thinking about this thing slowing down everyone's rhythm. Wushuang said.

But after all, this kid is everyone's comrade-in-arms, how can it be said that he doesn't want to? The three of them were very heavy, and Wushuang even began to regret that he shouldn't have let them come down with him in the first place. I know that this is not clean down here, and I know that these two people don't understand yin and yang. Hey, it's too late to say anything.

This back and forth, it was invisibly delayed for an hour, I hope it's too late to chase it now, if Hasen is really dead, then blame the kid's life.

There was no sound in the entire North Manchurian Fortress, and the group of Japanese ronins may not have succeeded, and it is not known whether they have reached the third level of the fortress now.

The first level of the fortress is almost entirely an area of barracks where soldiers are stationed, and nothing else has been found. After another hour or so, the three of them finally found the old elevator in the center.