"Two children?"

Hu Bayi said sternly: "Yes, they are two children, a boy and a girl. They are handsome and cute. They took me into the third floor of the base. There seemed to be a laboratory at the end. There were many Japanese corpses, except for

In addition, there is a white stone, which is very similar to the stone in your dream."

"They also told me that there are many evil spirits imprisoned in this stone, and they have been trapped inside for many years. I need to release them."

After listening to Hu Bayi's words, everyone fell into deep thought and some were dubious.

Hu Bayi's dream is very mysterious, very different from everyone else's.

Why did the boy only give Hu Bayi a dream, and the one who came to them was a scary evil ghost?

"It seems that we were dreaming at the same time, and it has something to do with this meteorite."

Wu Sansheng thought for a while, then looked at everyone and said, "Why don't we go to the third underground floor to have a look, maybe it's really what Old Hu said."

Gu Baiguai also said: "We have to go. This meteorite can pull us into a dream. It must not be easy, but I suggest that we wait until dawn tomorrow morning before we go down. It will be safer that way."

"Okay, just listen to seniors."

There were still a few hours until dawn, and everyone was sitting together.

Soon, sleepiness struck again.

Although everyone's brows were smeared with Zhuxie's blood, they did not dare to fall asleep at the same time, for fear of being pulled into a dream by the white stone again.

The two junior brothers Yingzi and Gu Baiguai were going to stay to take care of Zhang Xiaofan tomorrow, so they volunteered to keep vigil to let the others have a good rest.

Even so, everyone still had psychological shadow from the nightmare just now, and they didn't sleep well.

After a sleepless night, everyone ate some simple dry food the next day. Gu Baiguai took Wu Sansheng and Hu Bayi down to the stairs on the third floor.

This place is sealed by a wall of blue bricks.

Gu Baiguai used his internal strength to punch out, and with a bang, a big hole was opened in the green brick wall.

Wang Kaixuan's eyes widened and he was startled.

Darling, this is much more violent than Zhang Xiaofan using his hair mound fingers to pull out the bricks, and it also has more visual impact.

Wu Sansheng noticed that when Gu Baiguai punched, there seemed to be an invisible airflow attached to the surface of the fist.

He was surprised and said: "Senior, are you really angry?"

"Yes, this is the Xiling Tuna Technique improved by my master, Partridge Shao. I have been practicing it for twenty or thirty years." Gu Baiguai looked at Wu Sansheng and said in confusion: "I heard that Jiumen also has an internal family.

Kung Fu, but... you don’t seem to have practiced it?"

Wu Sansheng smiled bitterly: "Senior, ordinary people in the Nine Sects are not eligible to redeem this kind of skill, not to mention that practicing internal strength requires talent. My father once redeemed the first level, but unfortunately he meditated for a month without developing the sense of Qi, and then nothing happened.

."

Gu Baiguai quite agreed. Thinking of the days when he got up early every day to practice breathing, he sighed with emotion: "Yes, it does require talent. It is best to lay the foundation from an early age, otherwise it will be difficult to achieve anything."

There are more than ten Taoist Banshan Taoists of their generation, but he is the only one who can practice the internal martial arts to great perfection.

Wang Kaixuan couldn't help but whisper in Hu Bayi's ear: "Old Hu, let's also save some contribution points. If we succeed in learning, wouldn't we be a martial arts master?"

Hu Bayi made a big hole: "I didn't listen to the ancient seniors who said that not only talent is needed, but also a foundation from childhood. I'm not trying to beat you fat guy. When you really succeed in learning, I'm afraid half of your body will be in the loess. With this merit point, you can exchange for martial arts.

, it’s better for you to find a good wife.”

The fat man thought for a moment and said, yes, martial arts is not as important as a wife.

The blue brick wall was ripped open, and after the smoke and dust cleared, everyone slowly walked down the stairs.

The space on this floor is not small and very empty, and there are a lot of research and experiment papers scattered on the ground. The Japanese seemed to be in a hurry when they fled here.

The paper was full of Japanese and Arabic numerals. Both Wu Sansheng and Qi Qinghu knew Japanese. After scanning it a few times, they felt that it seemed to be daily experimental data, and nothing could be seen.

"Lao Hu, how are you? Is it any different from your dream?" Wu Sansheng asked while looking around with his flashlight.

Hu Bayi shook his head slightly: "I can't tell. In my dream, there were many white corpses wearing Japanese soldier uniforms lying here..."

"Dreams are sometimes fictitious. Don't worry, let's explore further."

As Gu Baiguai went deeper, he walked at the front, and everyone slowly followed behind him.

After turning a corner, Qi Qinghu suddenly stared straight ahead: "Old Hu, are the two children you mentioned wearing bellybands?"

"Yes, one boy and one girl."

Qi Qinghu swallowed: "That's it. I saw two children at the end of the passage, expressionless, looking at us with cold expressions."

The fat man's heart skipped a beat, and he always had a shuddering feeling when he thought of the two invisible little ghosts standing in the passage ahead.

"Qinghu, aren't you dazzled?"

"Fat man, although my eyes are sometimes bright and sometimes dim, I won't tell lies in a place like this."

Wu Sansheng said in a deep voice: "Qinghu's eyes can indeed see things that ordinary people can't."

The fat man said: "Then what should I do? I heard that the little ghosts blocking the road came to take revenge. Could it be that some of us dug up their ancestral graves and they couldn't enter reincarnation and came to find us?"

Wu Sansheng glanced at Wang Kaixuan expressionlessly. This fat man has no serious words.

"I'll go over and have a look first. If these two children can entrust me with their dreams, maybe they're not evil spirits." Hu Bayi was about to step forward. Wu Sansheng took the opportunity to stuff half a bottle of Zhu Xie's blood over and whispered: "If something is wrong,

Just pour it over and it will burn to death."

Hu Ba nodded and slowly approached the end of the passage.

Although it was only a few steps away, Hu Bayi seemed to have walked from autumn to winter, and the air he exhaled turned into white mist.

The closer to the location of the imp, the lower the temperature.

"My friends and I are here to help you. We don't mean any harm..." Hu Bayi raised his hands and stopped as he felt the cold close at hand.

Hu Bayi stood there for a long time and didn't feel any movement from the little ghosts.

At this time, he turned back to look at Gu Baiguai, Wu Sansheng and others, but found that the passage behind him was empty and there was no one there.

Hu Ba's eyes flashed, as if the scene had changed.

"Quickly, move the experimental subject in..." A rapid Japanese voice came to his ears, and then, a group of Japanese officers carried several living people and shuttled through his body.

Hu Bayi stood in the passage, unable to move.

The scene in front of me is changing rapidly.

Every day in the passage, the Japanese would send living people in and dead bodies out.

And unusually miserable screams often come from the depths of the passage.

Until one day, the Japanese carefully carried a white stone into the laboratory.

This stone is very heavy and requires three or five big men to move it.
Chapter completed!