What year is it today?

This is probably the first living person we have seen since we built this tomb.

However, this living person puts more pressure on us than a dead person!

Because this is a place that should never be visited by living people. According to our speculation, this underground cave stretches for hundreds of kilometers, and the only exit is at Guanchuan Mountain, or even near Luya Mountain, the main peak of Guanchuan Mountain, because there

This is the true source of the Fen River.

Looking at the person in front of me, she is already very old, with gray hair, she must be seventy or eighty years old at least, and her physical strength is not enough to support her to this point.

"I'll go up and ask."

I hesitated for a moment and said, "She speaks the dialect from my hometown..."

"That's fine."

My master nodded and said, "Be careful, she... looks a little weird."

Brother Yaozi was probably worried that something had happened to me, so he followed me silently with a Nepalese army knife.

"Oh my god, this bitch is killing people."

The old woman by the stream was completely panicked when she saw Brother Yaozi's shining knife. She didn't even want the bucket, turned around and ran away.

It's a pity that she was a little older after all, so I caught up with her and stopped her in a few steps: "Mom, we don't want to harm you, so don't run away yet."

The old woman probably calmed down a little after hearing that I spoke with the same accent as her. She was short in stature and looked up at me. Her skin was sickly pale, and even her pupils were faintly white, as if they were covered with

She wore a layer of white contact lenses, and there was a strong body odor on her body, like the smell of old oil, and she was also dressed very strangely. She was wearing a slanted buttoned cotton coat from the old society, and it was shiny and black. I don’t know.

It has not been washed for many years, and there are a lot of patches on the clothes. Even so, the cotton is still exposed in many places. The shoes on the feet are also the same cotton shoes as before, and the shoes are very small, only about the length of a palm, but the shoes

However, her face was high and bulging, and her feet were obviously bound.

However, this is indeed a living person, but he looks worse than a beggar. The clothes on his body may have been worn for decades...

The old woman stared at me for a long time, and finally confirmed that I had no ill intentions. She breathed a sigh of relief: "This bitch scared me to death. I thought the Japanese were coming..."

She opened her mouth and said "what a fool" and shut up "what a fool", but this seems to be the mantra in our hometown, and she is quite familiar with her. After making sure that I was not a threat, she touched me with a novel look on her face.

Dirty clothes: "These clothes are so nice. They come from the Lu Yin Yin family. They are bright and handsome. They look good, but they look just like a Japanese."

When my master and the others saw that the old woman and I were having a lively chat, they also lifted their guard and joined us.

Lao Bai saw that the old woman was having fun talking, so he asked her with a shy face if he would have a good future.

The old woman squinted for a long time and said that someone with a broad face and a big face would be fine.

Lao Bai obviously didn't like the adjective "wide plate and big face", so he kept his face dark and remained silent.

"Why did you come here?"

The old woman talked nonsense for a long time, and finally paid attention to the real thing: "Did the Japanese also let the Japanese drive them in?"

"Where did the Japanese come from?"

Zhang Xinya smiled and said: "Are you confused, Auntie? The Japanese have been driven out for seventy or eighty years!"

"This is so stupid..."

The old woman looked suffocated and murmured to herself: "Have I lived here for seventy or eighty years?"

I asked the old woman Gui Geng, and she scratched her head and said that she had forgotten it too. The sun couldn't be seen here, so she couldn't count the days...

The situation seemed a bit strange. In the eyes of the old woman, our group became weird. In her words, we were dressed like foreign devils. I couldn't help it, so I asked the old woman what happened.

The old woman told me that she had been here since she was very young. Her hometown was on the other side of Shenchi, which was very close to my hometown, only thirty-four kilometers away.

When the Japanese invaded that year, this area could be said to be the hardest-hit area because it was close to Guanchuan Mountain and between the two important military passes of Ningwuguan and Pianguan on the Great Wall, the Eighth Route Army was extremely active and there were many Japanese troops stationed here.

.

"I was still young at that time, so I just remembered to run away every day..."

The old woman sighed and said: "As soon as they hear gunfire and artillery fire, the whole family will rush outside. A large number of ordinary people will mix together and crawl into the mountains. Behind them is the Eighth Route Army, fighting the Japanese while running. The Japanese are chasing after them.

, after I hid in the mountains for a day or two and came out, there were dead people everywhere, mostly the Eighth Route Army and ordinary people. It was rare to see Japanese people. At that time, there were many dogs at home. When people ran away, no one took care of the dogs.

They all came out to eat the corpse, chewing it until they couldn’t even look at it..."

Recalling this, the old woman still had lingering fear on her face, and even time could not erase these shadows.

Obviously, the Anti-Japanese War she witnessed with her own eyes was completely different from the anti-Japanese dramas on TV. The Japanese killed people every day, and the ancestors fought with mountains of corpses and blood. It was not like the Japanese came and were beaten for eight years before turning around.

Escaped.

The old woman also said that her mother was killed by the Japanese. One time, the Japanese came suddenly and broke into their house without any time to run. It was winter at that time, and the Japanese sat on the pot lid when they entered the door.

She went to the hospital and said it was hot and comfortable. When she was leaving, she took the rice from home. Her mother hesitated while holding it and was immediately stabbed to death with a bayonet.

They came here, but they really had no choice. People from one village discussed it and dragged their families into the mountains. At that time, no one saw hope. They didn't even dare to think about defeating the Japanese.

After thinking about saving my life, I crawled into Guanlui Mountain and accidentally discovered this underground cave. I simply crawled in and never went out.

Fortunately, there is no shortage of food and drink here. In this place where the underground river diverts and becomes shallow, there are many fish and shrimps in the stream, and there are some edible fungi growing next to the wet rocks. You can survive on these things.

Come down.

This sounds like a fantasy, but considering the struggles of a few of us in desperate situations, it doesn't seem impossible. People's desire to survive in despair is always very strong.

"You idiot, you're just talking about this, and I haven't even asked you if you've eaten yet. If you haven't eaten yet, just go to our place for a bite."

There was a smile on the old woman's face: "There's no more fighting outside. I have to go back and tell them quickly. If I can go outside, I'll definitely go outside."

At this time, we also let down our guard, and together we decided to go to the old woman's place for a short rest. The main reason was that we had exhausted too much physical strength and really needed a safe place to rest.

"But forget about eating."

My master smiled and said: "Seeing that you are not very well-off, we will lend you a meal. If you have hands and feet, we will go out and get some food ourselves, and then return it to you."

"Ang, it's up to you!"

The old woman responded with a smile. Brother Yaozi was very discerning and immediately helped her carry the barrel.

The place where the old woman lives is actually not very far from here, and we arrived soon after taking many twists and turns.

In fact, this is a stranded area in the center of an underground cave. The so-called house is just four wooden sticks poked into the ground, and then put up with rags. It is not even a tent. It is so simple and outrageous.

There are about seven or eight tents similar to this one.

After we arrived, we discovered that there were many children and young people here.

The old woman said that there were at least fifty or sixty families who fled here back then. Unfortunately, many people could not endure it at all. Some died of illness and some died of starvation. Only these seven or eight families were left. Year after year

The surviving young men and women got married, and now, these seven or eight families are almost all relatives...

I roughly counted that there are probably less than thirty people here, old and young.

Our arrival had a great impact on this small world that had been isolated from the outside world for decades. A group of people's faces were full of doubts, but after the old woman gave an overview, everyone's faces were obviously filled with smiles.

Finally, the old woman arranged us into one of the tents. The place was filled with a damp and sour smell, and we didn't know how they had stayed there for decades.

"You guys wait a moment."

The old woman smiled and said: "I asked them to hurry up and get some food."

After saying that, she left in a hurry.

However, as soon as the old woman left, Brother Yaozi suddenly stood up, frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Brothers, we seem to have fallen into a trap, something is not right here, I feel... they are not human at all!!

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