Anyway, Bai Chi was at a loss in his mind, feeling that he was a bit stupid, no, it was both himself and Bai Ping who were stupid.

It has been almost five days since the two of them went out to Zhonghai, and they almost died several times, but they don't even know what is under the ground. They are like two headless flies flying around looking for the thing hidden in the sewer. Their own

Have your parents ever been here? Liu Wei seems to know something~

Bai Chi thought about many things and many people, including Bai Baoshan, Luo Danting, sister, father, mother, and even wretched men.

I basically recalled everything in my memory. As I thought about it, I became confused. Maybe it was because I was tired from running all the way before. After being confused for a while, Baichi fell asleep.

Bai Chi was woken up by Bai Ping. He slept so deeply that he even thought he was at home when he woke up.

Bai Chi was about to ask Bai Ping what time it was, when his mouth was suddenly covered, and Bai Ping shushed. Then he said in Bai Chi's ear with a very small voice: "Chief, don't talk, there is something going on above."

When Bai Chi heard this, his whole body trembled. He woke up instantly and asked in a low voice: "What is it!"

At this time, Bai Chi realized that the surroundings were plunged into a dead darkness. Smelling the rotten smell, he heard a creaking sound coming from the ceiling above his head, as if someone was walking tiptoeing above his head...

Bai Chi shivered violently, and all the sleepiness washed away from his body.

The dark warehouse was deathly silent. Bai Chi listened with his ears straightened up. He took a moment to glance at Bai Ping and saw that he had already touched the 38-year-old Gai into his arms.

At this time, a creaking sound began to appear above the head, and the rhythm was very slow, as if someone was walking on tiptoe with his waist bent.

The location where the two of them were located was a small warehouse, and the room above them probably wasn't an important place, so the ceiling above them was just a layer of pine boards a few centimeters thick, with a section of pressure-bearing square wooden beams every few meters.

However, after lying underground for decades, these pine trees have already begun to rot, so once something steps on them, they will immediately make a sound.

People have an instinctive fear of darkness, especially when there are inexplicable sounds. If you add in the strange Japanese relics that have been left underground for more than 70 years, it will be terrible. If you had not had the previous experience, taking over would definitely have

I broke out in a cold sweat.

This time, I don't know whether it was numbness or the sense of security brought by Bai Ping's presence, but Bai Chi didn't have much panic. Maybe Bai Chi had some illusions in his mind, imagining that the person above him was one of Liu Wei or Cheng Hao, but Cheng Hao

Hao's previous words made Baichi feel a little uneasy.

It's only two meters high, and you can basically touch your head with your feet. Bai Ping stared at the top of his head, while slowly getting up and gesturing to Bai Chi. Bai Chi stared at this dark place.

It was only then that I saw clearly that Bai Ping was asking Bu to keep quiet and follow him slowly.

Bai Chi and Bai Ping stood up slowly, staring at the ceiling, not daring to be distracted.

The voice came from the opposite side, almost stopping every step of the way. Judging from the slow pace, it seemed that he was looking for something.

Could it be that he was looking for Bai Chi and Bai Ping? How did he know there were people here?

I don’t know how many people came to this ghost place. Who is this person? Is it one of Liu Wei or Cheng Hao? If not, who is it?

In just a short period of time, Baichi thought about several possibilities, but the voice soon reached the top of Baichi's head. Baichi raised his face slightly, and he could almost see the pine board above his head sinking slightly.

The man stopped, just above Bai Chi and Bai Ping's heads. Bai Chi could still vaguely see the soles of the man's shoes through the narrow gap between the wooden boards.

Bai Ping clutched the butt of the gun tightly, as if he wanted to shoot first. But the man made no other movements and seemed to be standing upright.

Because he didn't know who the other party was, Bai Ping didn't dare to act rashly, but Bai Chi knew that he must have pulled the trigger and would shoot immediately if something went wrong.

There is only one person on the other side, and Baichi has two people with one shot. Even if there is a conflict, he can have the upper hand. In addition, the two people's skills should be able to cope with any situation. Thinking of this, Baichi feels relieved. The stalemate lasted for about ten seconds.

At that moment, Baichi heard the person above sniffling. The sound was very close to Baichi, so close.

He must have discovered something and bent down to search for it on the floor. At this time, if he took a knife and slashed hard along the seam of the board, he would definitely be able to draw out a tube of blood.

The man smelled it for a while, paused again, and then seemed to know something, and started running in the direction he came from.

There was a rush of footsteps immediately above his head. Bai Chi was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect such a thing to happen. Bai Ping cursed in a low voice: "Damn it." He immediately pulled the trigger.

Two bullet explosions rang in his ears, and the tracer of the bullet hit his head with a click. Under the strong light of the wolf's eyes, Bai Chi saw half a body collapse from the ceiling five or six meters away, and stepped on it just in time.

As soon as the wooden box containing cans at the bottom fell down, he climbed up again. He probably hit something, and there was a loud noise above his head.

"Get him!"

Bai Ping ran after him, and Bai Chi hurriedly followed. He reached the hole in a few steps. Bai Ping stepped on the can box and jumped up. He guessed it was because of the box. The box fell down immediately. Bai Ping pulled off a board and screamed.

.

The people above started to run again, and Bai Chi quickly stepped on the corner of the can box on the other side. He didn't dare to step hard, but as soon as the person lay down on it, the box under his feet collapsed again. He didn't know where this place was. As soon as he got up, Bai Chi asked

When I noticed a smell, I didn't have time to look at my surroundings and rushed forward to give chase.

The environment here was even messier than below. There were wooden beds and things like wooden beds scattered everywhere. The man ran a few steps and fell to the ground again, and the debris around him also turned over. He got up and

Baichi immediately rushed over and held him down. The man struggled hard and roared like a wild beast, but his resistance was very small.

Bai Chi seemed to be holding a mummy on his hand. There was no fleshiness at all, and it was all thin and hard bones. Bai Chi felt suspicious and quickly took a photo with a flashlight. When he looked at it, he saw an extremely terrifying face.

I was shocked immediately.

This face has no flesh at all and is only covered by a thin layer of dried yellow skin, just like a mummy that has been dried for decades. He has sparse white hair on his head and wears this baggy yellow-green clothes.

Almost in a short time, Bai Chi recognized that this was the uniform of a Japanese soldier during the invasion of China. How could such a person survive to this day? How old must he be?

Japanese?!

Bai Chi was stunned, his heart twitched hard, and a cold air rushed from the back of his feet to his back. This is impossible, it has been more than seventy years, and if he was Japanese, he would have died long ago. But look at him

He doesn't look like a human being at all. Could it be that he is a fake corpse?

Just as Bai Chi was stunned, this human-like thing broke away. Bai Chi instinctively did not dare to stop him, and just stared at him running forward. Because he had no flesh on his body, he ran away.

After a few steps, his baggy pants fell down. Under the light, Bai Chi could see two pieces of pelvis wrapped in dry yellow leather shaking, but he immediately pulled his pants up again. When he reached the door, he seemed to pause for a moment and ducked away.

disappeared.

This should have been a funny scene, but Baichi couldn't laugh at all. He was filled with shock. Even in Ziying's Tomb and the Yellow River Abyss, there was nothing weirder than this.

No! This is not a Zongzi transformed from a mummy! Zongzi should have no sense of heat or cold or shame. His action of pulling his pants is obviously reflexive, just like the first action he would make after someone pulls his pants on the street.

Pulling up pants is the same thing.

So, is this thing really a person? Is he really a Japanese who has lived from more than seventy years ago to now?

This is not impossible, but the possibility is really too small. Seventy years can almost cover the life of an ordinary person, who has to live in a dark environment with no sunshine, lack of food and clothing, and survive for seventy years. This kind of probability

It can be almost as small as zero.

When a person does not eat or drink, three days is basically the limit. With water, it can be extended to ten or eight days at most. Even if there is food, those who have faced the endless darkness, coldness and loneliness for seventy years must have perseverance.

No matter how strong he was, he should have collapsed long ago. How did he survive?

Countless impossibilities flashed through Bai Chi's head. At this time, Bai Ping jumped up and saw Bai Chi standing there alone, he ran in a panic and shouted: "Clan leader?"

Bai Chi came back to his senses, glanced at Bai Ping, then opened his mouth and said, "He's Japanese."

"What?" Bai Ping ran to Bai Chi, checked up and down first, and found no wounds, then he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "How is that possible?"

Bai Chi swallowed, gathered his thoughts and said, "I caught that person just now."

"Then why did you let him run away?" Bai Ping asked, "Have you seen his face?"

"He's a Japanese, wearing a Japanese military uniform. He doesn't have any flesh on his body, just like a mummy." Bai Chi's mind was filled with that hideous, skeleton-like face.

Bai Ping didn't quite believe it: "Japanese rice dumplings? No, how could a mummy turn into a rice dumpling?"

Bai Chi calmed down, shook his head and said:

"It's not like Zongzi. His pants fell off when he ran away, but he immediately pulled him up. Zongzi shouldn't have such a reaction, right?"

As he said that, Bai Chi's eyes flickered and he saw what seemed to be half a humanoid thing underneath the knocked over wooden bed on the ground.

"There's another one down here!" Bai Chi immediately pointed to the ground and shouted.

Bai Ping grabbed the gun and rushed in front of Bai Chi, but when he saw it, he said: "He is dead."

After that, Bai Chi and Bai Ping worked together to move the wooden bed to the side, and saw a mummy similar to the one just now lying on the ground. However, this one had long since stopped moving. It was obvious that it had been dead for a long time and had become dry due to dehydration.

Corpse.

Bai Chi looked at the mummy in front of him. It was almost exactly the same as the one he met just now. He was in the same military uniform and had the same skin and bones. However, the man on the ground had very long hair and was black and gray in color.

"Why are there so many mummies here?" Bai Ping cursed. When Bai Chi looked back, he saw Bai Ping looking at the entire room. There were more than a dozen wooden beds scattered around the visible areas, with corpses in Japanese military uniforms placed on them.

of mummy.

Bai Chi suddenly had an incredible thought: Could it be that the person who ran away just now was... a person who came back from the dead seventy years ago?
Chapter completed!