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Chapter 428: A Kuya Butterfly

The corpse lying under the solemn nose is a standard Japanese appearance, with wide and deep bags on the lower eye and small eyes. More importantly, he still has a thorny beard, afraid that others will not know that he is Japanese.

"Damn it, why did the Japanese get involved? Could it be... this is the cannon fodder hired by Li Xianyi?" Sharp his head, a little confused.

If it was just the cannon fodder hired by Li Xianyi, it would be fine, which means that things were not too complicated. But if Japanese forces were involved, it would be hard to say.

Because it is solemnly understood that the Feng Shui community in Japan has always coveted China. At that time, Japan launched a war to plunder many Chinese treasures. Many of the magic weapons in the Xuanmen were stolen by the Japanese spy organizations, and they were also indirectly

This led to the decline of Chinese metaphysics.

Some of the secret sites of the Xuanmen were lost earlier, and only the Japanese spy organization still records it.

There is actually an underground palace under the Xijiang Commercial Center, which Zhuang Chong has never heard of before. Could it be that this is one of the secret sites lost during the Anti-Japanese War?

I don’t have time to think about it anymore. No matter what the situation is, solemn cannot sit idly by. Whether it is Li Xianyi’s profit or the Japanese profit, it is not what solemn wants to see.

After sorting out his clothes, he solemnly touched out the pistol from the dead Japanese trousers.

This is a standard May 4 pistol. It seems that these Japanese people follow the customs very quickly and know how to use Chinese specialty guns.

But then again, China has always been a powerful weapon ban, so they will definitely not be able to bring in too advanced weapons, so they can only buy them locally.

The ak47 and the May 4 pistol are both specialized in military products of China. However, the internationally known as the ak47 is called the Type 56 submachine gun in China. It is actually a thing to change the soup or not.

Zhuang Chong also touched out the Swiss army knife on the Japanese waist, carried it all on himself, and then tiptoed to the depths of the tunnel.

Not long after leaving, I suddenly heard the sound of military boots stomping on the ground.

At this time, Zhuang Chong also let go of his hands and feet, guessing the sound of footsteps, deliberately letting the other party discover himself.

"Who?" A strong light suddenly came from the end of the darkness, followed by a sentence of Japanese.

How could Zhuang Chong know what this sentence means in Japanese? His Japanese enlightenment teacher only taught him "Yiku" and "Yaqidian", but the others were not taught. How could Zhuang Chong answer this?

However, if you have seen the solemnity of the big scene, you will not be stumped. You immediately covered your eyes with your hands and replied: "Yafen Butterfly~~"

The scream was also filled with the charm of Teacher Sanfen Cang.

"Kun Inoue?" The opposite side used a flashlight to clear out his solemn outfit, wearing a special combat uniform and a gas mask, and was about the same size, so he directly mistakenly thought he was an accomplice.

"Hi, hey!" Zhuang responded randomly, but he bumped around and answered correctly.

"Yaxi, the captain asked you to deal with the aftermath, why did you catch up so quickly? Didn't you find the enemy's situation?" The man asked solemnly after taking the flashlight.

Zhuang Chong was confused. Damn this sentence is so long, how should I answer?

As a last resort, I could only get closer and pull the man: "One library, one library."

Motion to the man to leave quickly.

The man looked ahead and said that they were seven or eight meters behind the team, and the captain who led the team seemed to be about to get angry. This was a tactical team, and this behavior of leaving the team without authorization would definitely be scolded.

So he nodded with understanding and followed Zhuang Chong forward.

However, that person was a top-notch person, without any tacit words from the special forces members, but instead spoke all the way.

Asked variously about what Zhuang Chong did just now.

It is a solemn and only one sentence is “Yiku” and one sentence at a time, one sentence at a time, one sentence at a time, one sentence at a time, one sentence is “Yiwu butterfly”.

So a man's wretched voice came from the tunnel.

"One library, one library, Yaqi butterfly~~One library, one library, Yaqi butterfly~~"

"Baga!" Suddenly, the special forces captain who was leading the way was angry, turned his head suddenly, and said sternly. "We are carrying out missions! Aren't you two playing? Do you have some tactical discipline?"

The chattering team member scolded this and was timid. Although Zhuang Chong couldn't understand what the other party said, he also followed suit, pretending to be very scared, and lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

The special forces captain scolded him a few times, then gave up, made a tactical gesture, signaling the people behind him not to move for the time being.

It seems that he should have discovered something.

Then the special forces captain turned on the strong light flashlight and shone it towards the open area ahead.

This is the end of the tunnel. After the tunnel arrives here, it suddenly becomes wide open. It should have officially entered the underground palace.

However, the underground palace plank road that was not as imagined, appeared in front of you a strange stone bridge, and under the bridge was a deep gully, which was pitch black inside, and I don’t know if it was water or soil.

And in the front section of the stone bridge, a stone tablet stands.

There are no handwriting on the stone tablet, only paintings, with a simple style, and a few strokes outline the meaning you want to express is already a very mature technique.

I glanced solemnly and judged that it should be the style of the Southern and Northern Dynasties.

Could it be that this underground palace is actually a ruin from the Southern and Northern Dynasties?

However, after looking at the contents of the stone tablet solemnly, I couldn't help but feel a little creepy.

Because these paintings are connected together, they form a short story.

The content of the story should be a sacrifice: slaves are tied up like pigs and sheep, then peeled and put them in an iron pot. After boiling the water, the red-cooked slaves are taken out and placed on the stone bridge.

Some priests used an iron brush with an arm length to brush hard on the slave. Because the slave's flesh was cooked, every time the iron brush was brushed, the iron brush would bring down pieces of flesh. The scene was bloody and the miserable was everywhere.

The simple style of painting forms an extremely vivid and horrifying scene in the solemn mind.

Zhuangchen knows that this kind of torture is called "scrubbing", which is very cruel. Often, people are exposed to their internal organs and their minds are still very clear. They can feel the pain that penetrates deep into their bones until they die.

However, historical records of the Shui Shui were founded by Zhu Yuanzhang in the early Ming Dynasty, but now it seems a bit untrue. It seems that at least the incident happened in the Southern and Northern Dynasties, but it is still unknown.

Solemn and gentle cold war, he suddenly became full of vigilance and fear of the underground palace. The place where such punishments and sacrifices are definitely not a good place.

However, it was so great that the captain of the special forces team pointed his finger at him and the chatterbox brother.
Chapter completed!
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