At this time, in the team of four, only the only torch in Lao Yangpi's hand was left for lighting. He was walking in the middle holding the torch. I found that Lao Yangpi was much more energetic than before. Maybe it wasn't because he ate too much fish. I thought

He shot and saved Ding Sitian in the incineration room. Although this happened with just a few gestures, Fatty and I wouldn't even blink when we fired the shot, but to Lao Yangpi, it was equivalent to his victory.

He also untied the knot in his heart. It was because he was cowardly that he didn't save his brother. I'm afraid he has been living in the shadow of that incident all these years.

While my thoughts were up and down, thinking about Lao Yangpi and the abnormal situations near the crematorium, I followed the crowd forward with one foot deep and one shallow. I accidentally glanced at the wall. The fat man was carrying Kangxi on his back.

Dao walked in the front, followed by [Yunshenwuji] Laoyangpi who held up a fire for lighting, followed by Ding Sixian, and I walked at the end. The four of them formed a line and walked very compactly. Due to the cement pipes used as sewers,

It was very narrow, so the firelight seemed much brighter than in the basement. Our figures were clearly reflected on the curved cement wall. As the four of us walked around, the figures on the wall also swayed and undulated, but I found that there were more than just people on the cement wall.

Four figures, I don’t know when it started, and there was a black figure behind me.

The shadow followed us silently, just at the edge of the range illuminated by the fire. As the old sheepskin moved, the torch was flickered by the airflow, and the last black shadow also appeared and disappeared. I felt like my scalp was shaking.

I felt numb and felt bad. I was afraid of something. It was the ghost in the crematorium who was following me. I didn't dare to say anything. I slowed down a little and listened to what was going on behind me. But

Apart from a chill that penetrated my heart and lungs, there was no sound at all.

I noticed a shadow on the wall of the cement pipe. I thought it was like wearing trousers around my legs, so it followed me here. But I listened for the movement behind me, but there was no sound. It seemed that there was no one behind us except the four of us.

Apart from one more ghost, there is nothing at all.

I didn't dare to act rashly, and I was trying to figure out the ghost's intention. It obviously couldn't kill us directly. What was the reason? It's possible that the old sheepskin Kangxi sword can really ward off evil spirits, and it can kill people with less force than the weapons used in battle.

It carries a three-point evil spirit. The more people it kills, the heavier the evil spirit on the blade. Although Emperor Kangxi personally marches on the battlefield and may not go into battle to fight, the objects forbidden by the royal family are unusual, and the ghost figure may be the knife for this purpose.

He was a little afraid, so he attacked us indirectly.

These thoughts flashed through my mind, but I didn't stop. I saw that the torch in Lao Sheepskin's hand was about to burn out. If we don't see what happens while there is still light, it will be even more detrimental to us if we continue. Although in my heart

We were frightened, but we had to bite the bullet and look back for a closer look. If we didn’t completely get rid of the entanglement of the undead in the incineration room, we might not be able to escape.

I was caught off guard and turned around suddenly, expecting to see something. Then I asked the fat man to draw a knife to drive away the ghosts, but unexpectedly, I rushed away. In front of me was only a dark and long drainage pipe. Not to mention ghosts, there were even a woodlouse and a cockroach.

There weren't even a single insect of this kind. The shadows on the wall disappeared almost the moment I turned around, leaving only the smelly air in the darkness.

I looked deep into the drainage pipe, my heart pounding. I could feel that there were indeed a pair of malicious eyes in the invisible darkness. When I looked over there, I felt goosebumps all over my body.

A chill ran straight through my chest, but with the light of a torch, there was nothing we could do.

While I was hesitating, Lao Yangpi and the other three were frightened by the sudden movement of me turning around just now. They thought something happened behind them, so they all stopped and looked back. They looked at me and stared straight at me.

He was staring at the dark space of the drainage ditch in a daze, thinking that I was too frightened in the crematorium, so he hurriedly pulled me over and asked me what I was doing.

I thought to myself: "If we just found a ghost following us behind us, wouldn't we alert the enemy? Why don't we say it for now and just act according to the situation." So I just said to everyone: "I haven't seen you after walking in this smelly ditch for a long time.

I was a little worried about the exit, so I stopped to check the terrain."

Ding Sitian comforted me and said: "This drainage pipe is long and deep. There must be many construction facilities on the ground besides the three-story building hiding the crematorium. In that case, there will always be other waterways connected to it.

In the end, they will all converge at one place. If we keep walking, we will see the exit sooner or later."

I nodded in agreement. Persistence is victory. I set out in the morning to look for cattle, and it has been past midnight. This day has been extremely difficult and long, but if I can't find the exit, there is no time to relax, and I have to be more vigilant.

We continued to move forward, so I asked Lao Yangpi to light a new torch, and asked the fat man for the Kangxi sword. The four of us steeled ourselves and continued to move forward. I still kept my back and paid attention to what was happening behind me at any time and anywhere, but along the way

, but nothing unusual happened again.

The torch was consumed faster than we expected. If we didn't climb out of the smelly ditch, once the light was gone, there would be no hope of leaving here. We had to move faster, but we didn't expect that not far away, we saw the quilt.

A few meters in front of the filled cement pipe wall, there is an iron fence blocking it. The bottom of the iron fence is locked by a big lock. A ball of chains is half-fallen in the water. The iron bars are as thick as eggs. There is a drainage hole above the head.

The rectangular iron cover of the hole was too narrow to be drilled out, and it was locked from the top, making it impossible to push it open from the bottom. Seeing this, our hearts suddenly became cold. This time it was over, and the front was already there.

There is no way out.

Lao Yangpi squatted down and touched the black water under the iron gate, and suddenly said happily: "Don't worry, my knife is a royal sword. After so many years, the steel mouth is still so sharp. Although the iron bar is cut, the lock is not

The chain that holds it is soaked in mud and has become rusty and discolored, so what's the difficulty in cutting it off with a knife?"

When I heard this, my heart moved, and I went to check the iron chain locked by the lock. There was no place for a lock on the iron gate, there was only a movable iron bolt on the outside. It might have been a temporary chain, so it slipped on the

It reached the bottom, and the section that fell into the muddy water was completely rusted, and the iron chain was much thinner than the iron gate. The Kangxi sword was made in the shape of a Mongolian long knife. It was a horse-riding weapon with a thick back and a heavy weight. Although it could not cut iron like mud,

, but it is not difficult to cut off the rusty iron chain. They quickly asked Fatty and Ding Sitian to hold the iron chain and chop it off with a knife. The rusty chain with the thickness of fingers was broken easily. Looking at the blade again

, without any cracking.

Everyone praised the speed of the sword and worked together to push open the iron gate. A few steps ahead, there was another cross passage. One side was too narrow, and the other two sides had an iron gate for drainage. But it can be opened on our side.

It seems that this place already belongs to another different area. After opening the largest iron door, I was not in a hurry to go in. I remembered the feeling of being locked in the incineration room not long ago with no way to go to heaven or earth, and I still feel like it.

It's scary. Fortunately, it's a crematorium and not a prison. Otherwise, even if there is a drainage hole, people will definitely not be able to get in. It's a bit of a shock. It's a lesson to learn. This time, destroy the gate switch at the door, just in case you can't get out from the front.

.It will not lead to a dead end.

After confirming several times that we would definitely not be locked, we stepped inside. But what followed was still a smelly ditch with an endless network of pipes. We felt that the drainage pipes had no end, but in fact they were probably one.

This kind of illusion occurs because the environment is rancid and narrow, the body is exhausted, and walking is extremely slow.

After walking for a certain distance, some narrower branch drainage pipes finally began to appear on both sides of the pipe. However, the diameter of these drainage pipes was no more than the size of a basketball. Only mice and cockroaches could get in. There were a few more

Even the narrow, long room-shaped water leaks cannot be penetrated, and the outside of the pipes are all pitch black. It is hard to see where they are. It seems that not all areas have drainage covers as big as the incineration room.

I walked at the end of the team and didn't pay much attention to the changes in the terrain in the sewer. It was enough to leave these to Ding Sitian and others. I focused all my attention on my back to prevent accidents. At this time, Ding Sitian in front

Suddenly stopped, I was unprepared and almost bumped into her. When I took a closer look, it turned out that the fat man and Lao Yangpi in front had stopped. I was about to ask them what happened, but with the help of the torch in the team,

With the bright light, I discovered that there was indeed a reason for everything.

On the wall of the cement pipe very close in front of the fat man, there is a dark ring, which is almost the diameter of the mouth of the water tank. The shape of the ring goes in and out, which is not regular. The gray-white cement wall under the firelight

There was such a black circle on it, which was particularly conspicuous. As the fire flickered, the dark ring on the cement wall seemed to be squirming slightly. At first glance, the fat man thought it was a black water snake curled up on the wall, and then it stopped.

Come down.

I thought it was hard to tell whether there were black ones among the water snakes, not to mention how could the water snakes be coiled up in a circle and attached to the wall? Even if the snake was that long, it wouldn't be that thin, and it's even less likely that there would be mud earthworms here, but that's not the case.

We made a mistake. The black ring on the wall is not a trace of mud. It is indeed moving. Although the movement is very small, if you don't look carefully, you may miss it. You will think that it is just painted with black mud.

Ring mark.

This black ring caught our attention. After we saw that it was definitely not a water snake or centipede coiled in a circle, the four of us took two steps closer and looked at the wall carefully. We couldn't help but feel a tremor all over our bodies. We felt like our scalps were exploding.

When I woke up, there was a ring of cracks in the cement wall. All the cockroaches crawled in and out of it. The small ones were not much bigger than sesame seeds. They were all newly grown cockroaches. This circular crack was used as a nest by them, and they just happened to go around it.

A circle. If you were a little farther away in the dim light of the fire, you would definitely think it was a wriggling black ring on the wall.

Ding Sitian was disgusted by what she saw and wanted to leave immediately and continue to move forward to find the exit. I pulled her and said: "The underground waterway is almost like a maze. We can't even identify the direction. We are running out of torches. If we go further, there will be no place."

At the end, the circular gap in the wall is so abrupt, it might be a secret passage."

The fat man also said: "That must be the case. You can think of it with your buttocks. How can cracks with such regular shapes appear so easily on cement pipes?" He had long been suffocating in the smelly sewer, so he couldn't even say anything.

Observing carefully again, I raised my foot, pointed at the middle part of the crack in the cement ring, and lifted it up and down, causing countless small cockroaches in the crack to flee.

This cement wall is not too big. The annular gaps were cut from the inside, so that the joints that were not very tight were filled with cockroaches. The cement blocks fell off due to the fat man's breathing, and cockroaches of different sizes were all over the wall.

Scurry, Lao Sheeppi quickly waved the torch to drive them away. Behind the cement was a low tunnel dug by manpower. The interior was very irregular in height. Only by bending the body on the knees could one crawl in with difficulty. I was curious.

I got up and wanted to know the secret, so I took a torch and went in to explore. The tunnel was only seven or eight meters long. At the end, there was an exit covered by floor tiles. It could be revealed by pushing up. I found out that the tunnel was only seven or eight meters long.

I looked around and saw that the exit was under the bed in a room with many miscellaneous things placed in the room.

Ding Sitian and others asked me to come out quickly. I was afraid that she would be worried, so I didn’t have time to take a closer look, so I had to crawl out of the tunnel backwards and told everyone what I saw. After walking in the smelly ditch for a long time, everyone

I feel suffocated and nauseous, almost suffocated to death. Even if there is a passage leading to a house, I might as well go in and take a breath first, and there seem to be many useful things in that room. Maybe I can find food and lighting tools.

It gave me a little more hope of survival.

At that moment, everyone unanimously agreed. I was the first to climb in. At first, I thought this was a prison cell, and the gap in the sewer was a place for the prisoners to escape, but when I climbed out from under the bed

When I poked my head out to take a look, I rejected my judgment. The prison cell would never be like this. I uncovered the floor tiles and beds above my head, and pulled the other three people up one by one. Everyone raised the fire and looked around, feeling that

I am very surprised. Although this is a basement, it is obviously equipped with complete ventilation holes and air circulation. There is no chest tightness at all. The room is decorated in a typical European style and even has a decorative fireplace. Although it is

It's a small room, but it gives people the illusion of being in a foreign land. There are all daily necessities here, and there are bookshelves full of books on the walls, but the circuit has long been cut off and the lights are no longer usable.

When Ding Entian saw a decorative candlestick in the room with a few intact candles stuck on it, he went over to pick it up and put the fire on the torch. He then looked around curiously while holding the candlestick, and left without realizing it.

Entering the outer room, the fat man saw several bottles of foreign wine on the shelf. He was very thirsty, so he took a few sips of wine. Lao Yangpi had never seen the world and didn't know what the fat man was drinking, so he asked me about it.

What's in the glass bottle?

I was about to answer when I heard an exclamation from Ding Sitian who had already walked into the outer room. The three of us heard the sound and rushed over to meet us. When Ding Sitian saw us arriving, she quickly hid behind me in fear. We didn't need to ask.

She also knew that she had seen something frightening and frightening, so she took the candlestick and looked into the room and was shocked.

The fat man still had half a mouthful of foreign wine in his mouth, and before he could swallow it, he spit out all the wine in one gulp: "Why is there a dead monkey here?" Lao Yangpi said in a trembling voice: "You idiot, don't talk nonsense, where is this?"

"Monkey, there are the most things like this in the graves in my hometown in Shaanxi. This is...yes...yes, yes..." He was also panicked at this time, and could not say "yes" at the end.

I saw a tall male corpse sitting on a wooden chair in the outer room. The corpse was wearing a nightgown. It had no moisture on its body and had become a zombie. A layer of white feathers like bird feathers grew on the purple skin, and the lower body was covered with white hair.

The animal hair is growing, the curly and sharp nails are growing continuously and are bent, the facial features are ferocious, and the mouth is open with eyes open. Due to the growth of corpse hair after death, the appearance has been unrecognizable.

I said on behalf of Lao Yangpi: "It's a zombie. Don't touch it. If a living person doesn't touch it, it won't be dead." The fat man didn't believe it: "How do you know it's a zombie? Could it be that you can jump up as soon as you touch it?"

Hu Kai wants to scare me, right?"

I only paid attention to the strange corpse in front of me, and turned a deaf ear to the fat man's life. I had never seen a zombie with my own eyes before, but it was said to look like this. In the candlelight, I saw on the desk in front of the zombie, there were several pictures filled with words.

Yellow paper, maybe those papers were written by the corpse before it died, and it might help us escape from this place, so I gave the candlestick to the fat man and asked him to hold the light. I covered my mouth and nose and walked carefully in front of the corpse.

He reached out and picked up the pieces of paper, then quickly stepped away.

I asked Fatty and Lao Sheeppi to keep an eye on the corpses and candles. If there was any abnormal movement, they quickly returned to the sewer. Then I lifted up the yellowed paper and took a look. It was all densely packed with Russian characters. My Russian level was really low, so I had to

Let Ding Sitian take a look at what was written. Is there any valuable information in it?

Ding Sitian quickly flipped through a few pages and translated a few sentences for us casually. The more I listened, the more thrilling I became. It turned out that this was a Russian scientist who was under house arrest in Yunshen by the Japanese and was forced to participate in a project in this secret facility.

Operation, these letters were his suicide note, which mentioned many unimaginable facts. The Japanese army dug out some incredible things from the Hundred Eyes Cave.

Ding Sitian hadn't picked up Russian for a long time, and she was inevitably unfamiliar with it. Reading this suicide note was a little difficult. I told her not to worry, sit in the back room and read it slowly, and then tell me the details in it if she had an idea.

Contents, then I discussed with Fatty and Lao Yangpi that the situation of this zombie after death was too strange, and leaving it behind will cause future troubles. If we want to rest here temporarily, it is too scary to guard a dead person, so we might as well
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