Ding Sitian held the gas lantern that was about to run out of fuel, and with the dim light like beans, she tried her best to look at the traces left on the cement board: "Water supply unit? 3916? What does this mean? Is it a military facility?"

After hearing what she said, the fat man and I knelt down to look at the cement. This flat cement brick seemed to be deliberately made to seal the shaft, but it did not block the wellhead. If you use a pry hook to open it from above,

If it is, it can be opened easily. There are codes on both sides of the cement brick, which is a certain standard building material.

Since the Qin Dynasty, in order to facilitate supervision and management, there has been a requirement to engrave the names of craftsmen on bricks and tiles. However, this cement brick does not look like an ancient relic. What is a "water supply unit? Is it for military use?"

"3916 is the troop number?" I guessed that some troops had excavated the cave filled with ghost-suppressing stones in the center of the tunnel? I looked at Fatty and Ding Sitian, they were equally trapped, and they couldn't figure it out.

What is it used for?

I said to them: "Don't worry about the number on the cement for now. There are too many secrets hidden in the Baiyan Cave. Even if the three of us each grow one more head, we can't figure it out if we add up to six heads."

Understand these things. If you don’t understand, don’t bother thinking about it. I think there are dangers in this forest. If we encounter poisonous insects such as centipedes again, we will be in trouble. However, the terrain in the forest is complicated and difficult to distinguish. We lost our mounts.

We have to carry the old sheepskin again, and it is impossible to go out in the dark overnight. We have to find a relatively safe place to wait until dawn before making any calculations."

Ding Sitian looked at the dim starry sky and said to me worriedly: "I feel like the night is passing so slowly and long today. We don't even have a watch, and we don't know what time it is at night. What time does it need to be?"

How long will it take for it to light up?" She said and put out the gas lamp. There was some faint starlight in the forest. She planned to save the last bit of lamp oil for emergencies.

I also looked up at the starry sky. Although the light of the stars and the moon was dim, luckily I could vaguely recognize the main stars. I first looked for the handle of the Big Dipper to confirm the direction. Then I looked for the three stars. I saw them shining horizontally.

There is a faint light hanging diagonally in the east. In the northeastern region, the time is measured by the position of three stars in the sky at night. I estimate that it is around ten o'clock at night. It gets dark early in the barren mountains and wild mountains.

It's been six or seven hours, but it's still not midnight.

The fat man also knew how to tell the time by observing the three stars. He calculated with his fingers that it would take at least seven hours before dawn. How could such a long time be considered safe? He suggested that it be better to go back to the crypt to deal with the night before dawn.

Then find a way to leave.

But as soon as the three of them thought of the large number of wild rats in the cave, the dirty and humid environment, the danger of the large stone to suppress ghosts, which could collapse at any time, and the evil mural of "Huang Xiangu", they immediately gave up this idea.

I saw an old tree growing tall and strong next to me. I decided to climb up the tree to have a look at the surrounding terrain before making a decision.

When I came to the tree, I used my hands and feet to climb up the tree trunk. At this time, the fog in the forest had dispersed. I stepped on the branch and hugged the tree branch with both hands. I lowered my head and looked down.

Sitian and Fatty were embarrassed. I waved to them, ignoring whether they saw it or not, and raised my head to observe the surrounding terrain.

But at this time, dark clouds covered the moon, and there were only a few cold stars in the sky. After looking for a long time, I could only see the hazy shadows of nearby trees. I couldn't see where there was any shelter. In a dark and hazy environment, people always try their best to open their eyes subconsciously.

With big eyes, I wanted to see more clearly, but my eyes were sore and I couldn't see anything.

I hugged the tree trunk, rubbed my eyes with one hand, and twisted my neck to look at the other side. Just at this time, clouds were floating in the sky, and the cold, watery moonlight shone out from the thin dark clouds. Through this moon

At a hazy moment, I discovered that behind me, separated by at most a few trees, stood a blurry shadow, which seemed to be a large area of ​​buildings. Since all the houses were lifeless and without lights, it looked like only

The dense black mass approximates the outline of building facilities.

When I wanted to take a closer look again, the flowing clouds had blocked the moonlight again, and it was pitch black again a little further away. I couldn't even see the silhouette of the shadow clearly. Because I had discovered the cement board with the unit number on it earlier,

So I wasn't too surprised to find some houses nearby, but I really didn't expect Zhang Ran to be so close to us.

I originally wanted to wait a little longer to see clearly when the moonlight came down again, but Fatty and Ding Sitian were worried that I would slip and fall under the tree, and urged me to get down quickly, so I hurriedly slipped down from the tree and put my hands under the tree.

What they saw above explained to Fatty and others that there seemed to be a house-like facility there, but there was no light and no movement inside. If it was really a house-like building, even if no one lived in it, it would at least have four walls and a roof.

There was something to eat inside, which was better than being cold and dark in the forest, so the three of them agreed to go there and wait for dawn.

I pointed out the direction, and the three of them walked slowly over with Lao Sheepskin on their backs. As we walked, I noticed someone was following us, but when I looked back, there was no movement. I thought I had heard it wrong, and I didn’t take it seriously.

Keeping this matter in mind, he led everyone through the knee-deep grass in the woods, and faced a three-story building.

This building has an ordinary appearance, but it has a foreign flavor. The style is neither Chinese nor Western. The windows have glass and are very well preserved. It is definitely a modern building. The fat man peeked in through the window for a long time, but there was nothing inside.

There was no light and nothing could be seen, except that all the windows had seals on them, with some strange Japanese characters and symbols on them.

Ding Sitian said to me: "This building neither looks like a Western-style building nor a modern Chinese-style building. In my impression, only Japanese people can build such weird-style buildings. There is no way that the Soviet revisionists would build it here."

Building, this is probably the barracks of the water supply troops, right?" During the Anti-Japanese War, this area was controlled by the Japanese army, and it was probably a barracks-type building. At that time, the Japanese imitated Europe and worshiped foreigners.

I feel that everything in Europe is a good place, and even ordinary buildings will more or less absorb some of the characteristics of Western architecture. If that were the case, they would have been abandoned for more than 20 years now.

I nodded and said nothing, thinking in my mind, it turned out that this place was occupied by Japanese Japs. Are the gangsters from the "Ni'erhui" traitors? All the things they dug out were used to honor the Japs? I don't know what is hidden in this building.

What kind of unknown secrets are there, but these things are completely based on speculation and it is unreasonable. We can wait until dawn to talk about anything. I asked the fat man to pick up the old sheepskin and walked along the wall to find the door of the building.

The building in front of us is no different from an ordinary old-fashioned residential building. It has only three floors. From the outside, there are about twenty windows on each floor. They are all tightly closed. It is very quiet inside. The fat man said: "This place is good. Let's

Go in and close the door. Don't let anything in. We'll just stay here until daybreak and then leave."

We all know that the habits of centipedes that appear nearby are to "hide during the day and come out at night, and move when they smell fishy smells." As long as we go out into the woods at dawn, we don't have to worry about anything. Seeing that this building is solid and complete, we all feel that it is a good place to hide.

There, the building door was not locked, it was just half-closed. There were two hinged doors on the left and right, each with a small square glass window, but there was no sign in front of the door.

In order to embolden everyone, I kicked open the door of the building. Since it had not been opened or closed for many years, the hinges on the door were almost rusty and made an unpleasant creaking sound. No one walked around in the building all year round.

It was dusty, and the corners were covered with dust. The air was not fresh and exuded a faint musty smell. Although it was a dark and gloomy place for a long time, it was much better than the damp and fishy smell in the cave.

The fat man and I put Lao Yangpi's arms on our shoulders and walked into the corridor. It was too dark in the building. Although Ding Sitian was reluctant to waste any more kerosene, she had no choice but to light up the gas lamp and look at the structure of the building while walking.

, I saw a large mirror installed inside the building door, blocking more than half of the originally wide corridor. There was an iron gate in front of the mirror, but the gate was not lowered. The switch plate was placed on the outside, and there was no switch inside, just like a prison.

Generally, it can only be opened from the outside. The gate structure should be an air valve brake, which can be operated without electricity. The presence of such a device means that this building must have been a heavily guarded confidentiality facility, and the walls inside the building were all painted.

The ground is white and gray, and the ground is also cement. But the only strange thing is that all the doors here are sealed with bricks, and there is no entrance room except the corridor.

The three of us were very surprised. Wasn't the building built just to house people? From the outside, the building looked unremarkable, so why were the internal doors blocked with stones? We walked to the stairs and found that the stairs were not blocked with bricks. Look.

The space inside the building only retains the corridors and stairs, and the original windows outside were all decorations.

We couldn't help but stop at the entrance of the stairs, unable to go any further. It was unbelievable that this building was not a building. We even wondered if this was a military bunker built by the Japanese. Who would build a building after they were full?

A building without rooms? This is obviously a useless cement block.

Ding Sitian suddenly said: "By the way, Comrade Lenin, I remember you and Fatty said that there is a custom in the place where you jumped in line. Putting stones in the house can... suppress... ghosts? Here... everyone here

Every house is covered with bricks, could it be...could it be..."

Fatty and I deliberately imitated Ding Sitian's speaking rhythm and said to her: "You...you...look at you...we were so scared that we stuttered. Those are all superstitious customs of the Four Old Ages. Can they be taken seriously? Besides,

The purpose of burying stones in the house to suppress ghosts is to ensure that people can live in the house with peace of mind. Every room in this building is made of bricks and is tightly packed together. Let alone people, not even big-eyed thieves can live in it. Don't people?

Do you live in the corridor? How can you put stones to suppress ghosts? It would be easier to just tear down the building."

Ding Sitian said: "You are not allowed to learn from me. I am really worried. Maybe this building cannot even be demolished. If it is demolished, there will be bigger troubles. We can only fill the rooms with bricks..."

I thought to myself that Ding Sitian’s imagination was too rich, and I had to give her some vaccinations. Otherwise, with this suspicious mental state, she would not be able to survive the night, so I took out the little red book and said to her: "Let’s follow

The Red Sun is marching forward inexorably. If there are any class enemies who want to revive themselves, we will criticize them and criticize them."

The fat man interjected: "That's right, not only do we have to criticize the bad guys, but we also have to step on ten thousand feet to make it never stand up again... But then again, I also feel that something is really wrong in this building.

This building is built like a cement coffin."

When I heard that, even the fat man felt unsure. It seems that this building is indeed not an ordinary evil building. Who knows what it is used for. In fact, I feel very scared at the moment, but people can't collapse if they are too arrogant.

He found a step to go down by himself, then held the small red book and said: "Although we are not afraid of the arrogance of the imperial cultivators, there is no ventilation here, all the doors are blocked, the space is narrow and depressing, and with that

The tunnel is no different than a tunnel full of big-eyed thieves. I think it would be better for us to spend the night in front of the building."

My companions immediately agreed. No one wanted to stay longer in this cement block that looked like an urn. They immediately went back the way they came and came to the hinged door. I only thought of it when I saw the two small windows on the door.

, I am sorry that in this building, only the window on the main door is real. It is dark when you look into the building from outside, and it is too dark to see clearly when you look through the window from inside.

I reached out and was about to push the door open, when I heard a knocking sound outside the building door: "Bang! Bang! Bang!" The knocking sound was not very loud, but in the quiet night of the dark building, it was particularly thrilling and I was frightened.

With a jump, the hand that had originally stretched out to push the door retracted. Baiyan Cave was deserted and the four of us were together. Who could be knocking on the door outside?

However, my subconscious told me that this idea was completely wrong. The hinged door was not locked at all and opened with a slight push. Whoever wanted to come in did not need to knock on the door, unless he was not a human being? Thinking of this, I felt a little sweat on my forehead. Look.

There are some things that I can't believe, so I couldn't help but take a few steps back.

The three of them looked at each other in silence, and the knocking on the door stopped for a moment, as if they were waiting for a response, and then "Bang! Bang! Bang!" knocked three more times, one sound after another, as if it was

He wanted to deliberately torture our tense nerves, and the fat man was frightened when he heard it, but his temper and temperament were there, and he had the courage to open his mouth and shout outside the door: "Who is it? Stop fucking knocking, inside the house

no one!"

The sound outside the door suddenly stopped. We pricked up our ears in the building and listened to the movement outside the door. At this moment, even the air seemed to be frozen. It was so quiet that you could hear your hair falling to the ground, but the silence continued.

In less than three seconds, the sound of "Bang! Bang! Bang!" was heard again.

My mind raced so high that I suddenly remembered that when I was vigiling at the forest farm, I also had the experience of having a ghost call at the door in the middle of the night. But that time it was probably a yellow-skinned ghost. When I thought of it, I immediately stopped being afraid. Blood rushed to my forehead, and I pulled out my hair.
Chapter completed!