Strange, I almost forgot, how could this old man understand Japanese?

"How can you understand it? Have you studied it?"

After asking this question, I seemed to regret a little. Since he is from this village, how could he understand Japanese?

"Of course I understand."

The old man glared at me at this time, and said with a disdainful look, "Back then, I followed the master and read a lot of scriptures, and learned different texts, and I did some research on them."

I didn't expect it.

"Do you know what else is written on it?" I asked quickly. It just so happened that if he really understood these words, he should at least know what important contents there were that I didn't know.

"there is none left."

The old man said seriously at this time, and then closed the notebook, "No more."

"No, isn't there some writing written on the back?"

I was a little surprised. I didn’t know why he didn’t want to go on. Could it be that he had found some other reason and didn’t want to explain it to me?

"there is none left."

The old man explained that what followed were all the so-called emperor's instructions and other daily trivial matters, but he couldn't see them all, so he didn't tell me.

Although he told me so, I still feel that it is not that simple.

"By the way, finally..."

I want to ask, what happened to those devils after that?

If all the villagers were killed, I would understand that the Japanese were committing all kinds of crimes, including burning, killing, looting and looting. Since it was a secret military base project, no outsiders would be allowed to know about this secret site, so naturally none of the villagers would be spared.

"They're all missing."

The old man said that since the secret engineering base was built, they have disappeared, so in the end he did not know the whereabouts of the Japanese.

"Maybe it has something to do with that underground project."

The old man continued, "After they built it, they seemed to stuff everything that was brought in from outside into it. So we didn't see anyone at all."

It was probably the same as what the old man said. Maybe something happened to the underground project that led to the tragic death. After all, it was not long before the end of the Anti-Japanese War.

"So that's it."

It seems that I should have guessed this result a long time ago.

By this time, several hours had passed.

After the old man finished telling his story, I could naturally see from his eyes that he did not lie to me. Maybe there was no need to lie anymore at this time.

"Right."

Suddenly, the old man turned around and stared at me, as if he had discovered something, "You said you have been to that place?"

"What's the meaning?"

I muttered, then nodded.

"Do you...do you have anything else on you?"

What do you mean, do I still have something of his on my body? I think this is absolutely impossible, because we have never met before.

"By the way, the master told me at that time, because after you appeared, I suddenly thought of those three words, the destined person." The old man looked at me seriously at this time and said, "I think you may be the destined person. ”

I laughed a little because I didn’t know what this so-called destined person meant?

"By the way, do you recognize this?"

What the old man said made me a little speechless, but when he took out something to show me, I felt that his words seemed to remind me of something, because what he showed me was not something else, but a pattern. .

"where do you come from?"

I was stunned, "How did you know there was such a picture?"

"It seems that that should be correct."

At this time, I took out the jade, because my intuition told me that this old man should not be the one who deceived me, because he probably knew something, but he was not sure whether I was the so-called destined person in his mouth.

I didn't know until the picture he took out.

"Why do you have this thing?"

I can't believe it, why does he have this thing? Is it because...

When I was thinking wildly, suddenly, he got into the place under the spiritual tablet, and then carefully looked for something, but I didn't disturb him. Could it be related to this picture? Naturally, he didn't answer my question about this. The origin of the picture.

"It's really not simple."

I thought silently in my mind.

"What are you looking for?"

It had been several minutes since I saw him getting under the curtain under the spiritual tablets. There was no movement below, so I thought something had happened.

"nothing……"

But then the old man replied to me, and I felt a little relieved.

Suddenly, what I worried about was not that he was looking for something to use against me, but that he was looking for something useful?

I really can't think of it.

In addition to the spiritual tablets, the whole room was just a worn-out mat with some mattresses underneath. I felt very cold.

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