Taoist temple in the mountains

Chapter 773, wake up

Who knows how this skinny little girl, who looked like only 6 years old, did not cry when surrounded by Japanese troops.

A very strong little girl.

Being strong makes people feel distressed.

In fact, in this era, there are many equally strong children who are struggling to survive.

In this day and age, there is no choice at all.

Li Yun recognized the little girl.

It is the one who prayed across time and appeared in the illusion.

Although he looked more mature in the dream, there is no doubt that the person has not changed.

Judging from the attitude of the old man, this little girl probably has something to do with him
At this time, the little girl suddenly looked at the old man's side, her eyes became very gentle.

Li Yun cast invisibility.

This little girl, in theory, looks at the air here.

She could actually see it.
Li Yun thought for a while and unlocked the invisibility technique.

The surrounding Japanese still didn't respond, and they didn't notice the existence of Li Yun and others at all.

Li Yun could feel that the sense of existence around him was being diluted consciously.
It's also because of this inhibition.

This time, even the sound could not be conveyed.

When it first appeared, it was still able to transmit sound.

Li Yun suddenly looked at this pile of purple energy: "Do you have any ideas?"

I always feel that this inhibition has its own consciousness, and it is sending some information to myself.

The purple energy did not respond, but silently performed its duties.

Like a dead thing.

"Is she, is she looking at us?" Ma Cheng looked at the little girl and murmured, "I always feel an inexplicable sense of intimacy."

"Maybe, maybe she's just looking at the air?"

At this time, the little girl was not looking this way, but was calmly accepting all kinds of torture.

Mosquito bites landed on the little girl, and Li Yun felt itchy looking at the covered scene, let alone the little girl who was going through all this.

She didn't cry out.

There was no wailing, no calling for help, just bearing silently.

Because of the little girl's strength, the surrounding Japanese experimenters let out a burst of [Yoxi] voices.

It was like finding precious experimental material Yi.

What is in front of me is not a child.

It's just a piece of meat with a stress response.

The old man was already crying, and Ma Cheng was even more excited to break through the shackles of purple energy and kill these dog-like demons.

No matter what kind of relationship the person in front of her is, she is just an innocent little girl now.

Li Yun is also trying to break through this purple energy, and at the same time wants to communicate with him.

He seems to have a consciousness of his own.

But until now, the consciousness of this purple suppression force still has no intention of responding.

"Heavenly Rescue the Miserable, the suffering is right in front of you, it is impossible to let the poor way be indifferent." Li Yun shook his head and sighed, the power of the Dharma image increased to the maximum: "This little girl's wish is also transmitted to the poor way through [restraining force] Well, since the poor Taoist is allowed to come, and the poor Taoist is not allowed to take action, what do you intend to do?"

There is no response from the restraint, just like a dead fish is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water.

It can only make people be a bystander, watching the most real hell.

Li Yun felt a little regretful about coming to this place, even though it was a real thing that could not be changed, but seeing such a scene with his own eyes made him feel uncomfortable, needless to say
During this period, not only the little girl was being tortured, but also someone was pulled in in this laboratory.

There are adults and there are children.

Some people were dying after being bitten by mosquitoes. They were already malnourished, and some died on the spot after being tortured like this.
There are also those who have survived this experiment.

Sometimes, in order to show their magnanimity, these Japanese people would [kindly] let the people who participated in the experiment go and give them a small bag of rice.

The Chinese refugees looked at these Japanese people with tears of gratitude, and went back with a small bag of rice full of hope.
Full of hope, I can survive, if there is rice
very nice.

In fact, those refugees with white rice couldn't survive the night at all, and could only be a prop for the invaders to enjoy, and they would eventually return to the laboratory.

It was dissected as a corpse, and finally thrown into a concrete pier for centralized processing.

No one remembers the dead refugee.

Refugees will not remember.

The Japanese will not remember either.

No one remembers.

dies with the body.

希望
"Why do they have the heart to do such a thing?" Ma Cheng looked at the Japanese people who were expressionless and even laughed out loud: "Don't they even have a little bit of mercy?"

"In fact, they were compassionate."

Li Yun pointed to the test bench on the other side.

Above is a dissected animal.

One of the Japanese people put his palms together and prayed for these little animals who died tragically.

There were even emotional people who cried directly.

What a poor little animal.

It seems that it is a heinous thing to do experiments on small animals.

"Did you see it? They have compassion, but they don't release it to the Chinese people." Li Yun shook his head and said, "People are not as good as dogs."

"Yeah, these Japanese people are worse than dogs."

The old man's mood calmed down a little, and he said slowly: "This kind of army is not only here, but at that time, there were traces of these demons in the whole country, and even in Europe, and there were many unimaginable experiments. I think, It shouldn’t be mentioned in textbooks, these are all things I’ve seen with my own eyes. It’s scary, really scary.”

Li Yun didn't delve into what the old man found scary.

As a former soldier, he should be numb to terror and death, but he defeated death, but he couldn't defeat these terrors.

At this time, the evil experiment was still being carried out on the little girl.
His body was covered with needles, traces of mosquito bites, his body was covered in scars, and he didn't speak.

Even remained calm.

The Japanese people's eyes became more and more enthusiastic, as if they saw the most precious treasure.

More.

More experiments.

More pain and madness.

Some people even put torture tools on the little girl.

But this little girl is still alive.

Still silent.

Still bearing.

Strong flesh.

empty personality.
she doesn't seem to die
She should be dead.

Should have died.

A mortal body, withstanding so many viruses and bacteria, her body should be riddled with holes, but she is still alive.

There is no response from the body.

As if, it is a pure body born for suffering.

"It turns out that she has suffered so much." The old man broke down in tears and knelt down on the ground.

When the old man was crying, the little girl smiled on her originally expressionless face, and with a crisp voice, it seemed to these Japanese people that she was talking to herself: "No, worry."

Li Yun is sure.

This little girl can see the old man.

Whether it's the isolation of suppression power or the blessing of invisibility, nothing can hinder her gaze.

"You can see us."

"I can see you." The little girl was having a conversation with Li Yun while being tortured.

The scene is very weird.

In the eyes of these Japanese experimenters, it was because the little girl was suffering too much and had hallucinations, so the experiment continued.

Li Yun looked at the plain-looking little girl and sighed.

"Is there anything, can Pindao help you?"

"I can't, I have no words, just watch it, it's fine."

Tormented until the night, these good [materials] were preciously preserved by these Japanese, and there were even precious white rice and dishes—of course, these were all mixed with drugs and viruses.

The little girl ate the meals calmly.

"It's a bit unpalatable."

This little girl.

Not human.

At least not normal humans.

Her body can withstand all kinds of torture.

It was not surprising that he could even see Li Yun through the restraint.

She knows everything, she understands everything.

She endured it all.

Pain, suffering, and torture couldn't make her feel any fluctuations in her heart.

The only one who can make her fluctuate is the old man.

And Ma Cheng beside the old man.

"It's amazing. I never thought that I could see you again." The old man came to the little girl's side, wanting to hug and touch.

So far away, untouchable.

The little girl still looked at the old man with a very gentle expression.

The eyes are like parents and relatives.

Also like a wife and lover.

It also seems to watch the suffering of sentient beings.

It's hard for Li Yun to imagine, with a child's body, what is it that can have such eyes.

"You may not have seen it." The old man pulled Ma Cheng and said, "This...is your mother."

The scene suddenly became very strange.

The ugly, indescribable strange uncle, and the underage girl in front of him.

"Although I have been mentally prepared for a long time, it is still difficult for me to accept this setting."

Ma Cheng's mother is certainly not the little girl she is now.

It is the future, her when she grows up.

All are dependent, all are dependent.

Ma Cheng wanted to cry.

the first time.

The first time I saw my mother.
Although she is just a little girl now, Ma Cheng still cries like a child weighing three hundred catties.

All the grievances I have suffered in these years have been poured into these cries.

That's how life is.

Man, cry, cry, cry.

not sin.

At this point, the line between past and present begins to blur.

It's not that the Kunlun mirror starts to activate.
Instead, the suppression force began to activate.

The little girl seemed to know what to order, and nodded towards Li Yun and the others.

The purple energy transferred the three of Li Yun to one place.

Surrounded by bony, ragged refugees.

However, the faces of these refugees are still full of hope.

They didn't know what they were about to face. Only the Chinese porters next to them, who were laborers of the institute, had a sad face, knowing what the refugees were about to face next.

The refugees, queuing up to receive gruel, devoured it hungrily, their faces looked like they were in heaven.

I also kept thanking these Japanese people who served porridge, and my gratitude was beyond words.

"Mom. We haven't rescued Mom yet." Ma Cheng was a little excited and wanted to rush back to the research institute to rescue his mother.

"Since you were born, the result must be that your mother was fine that night. As for the specific process, you have to ask your father." Li Yun said indifferently.

The old man remained silent
Did not continue to say more.

Li Yun looked at these refugees, and then looked at the restraining power of purple.
Why, send yourself and others to the refugee camp.

"They still seem to think that these Japanese are angels."

"At that time, refugee camps were set up in various countries, and the refugee camps in Japan were the only ones that provided food. Many people regarded these Japanese people as their saviors." After a moment of silence, the old man said: "In fact, it is not their fault. , At that time, there was no concept of disease, I just thought that I could survive if I had food, and I didn’t even think about why these invaders would send food out of their kindness. During the war, is there really a so-called humanitarian aid?”

Maybe there is, but it will never happen to the aggressor.

Li Yun also discovered that not everyone believed these Japanese.

There are shadows and doubts on the faces, and some hide hatred.

The balance in their hearts is shaking, and it may be biased to the other side at any time.

Whether to eat porridge, or escape from the refugee camp, to find an unknown way of life.

Maybe there are really good people in Japan?

luck.

contradiction.

Need a sound to wake them up.

Even if it can only wake up a few people, it is still a wakeup call.
"Although it can't be touched, it can't be touched, but the sound can still be transmitted." Li Yun turned to look at the old man and said, "This is something only you can do. You have experienced that era. What can make these refugees It’s okay to wake up, even just a little bit.”

"Wake up. It's not that easy to make them wake up."

The old man collapsed on the ground helplessly: "It's the same as back then, the same, I'm a coward, I can't change anything at all, I'm just an old thing who was lucky to survive on the battlefield"

Li Yun didn't speak, just stared at the old man's eyes.

He wants to change.

He longs for change.

Through his mind connection, Li Yun had insight into the memory of the old man.

Memories of those days.

At that time, he didn't change anything. He was all-powerful and killed the enemy on the battlefield. At that time, he had faintly sensed that something was wrong here.

But in the end, he didn't take action either.

I just picked up the little girl who escaped without knowing when.

And when she grew up, he married her and had a son.

A freak twisted by a virus was born.

A symbol of ugliness from birth and rejection by others.

Many times, the old man wondered if the future would be different if he had had the courage to expose this wrong institute.

Will my own child not turn into this deformed appearance?
In a trance, a barefoot little girl was walking in the refugee camp.

I don't know when he came out of the research institute.

Scars all over.

The face is sad, pity, and distressed.

Nothing like an eight-year-old girl.

"Does she want me to do that too? Can I really... wake them up" the old man murmured.

Can he really do it?
Suddenly, a little refugee next to him began to sing a nursery rhyme.

Country nursery rhymes, very common, pinned on the future and hope
Nursery rhymes
The old man took a deep breath.

"If sound could travel."

One after another voices came from the old man's mouth.

"It is difficult for a bird in a cage to fly high. If you don't eat porridge, you will be hungry. (Eat porridge) you will have a stomachache and there is no medicine to stop it."

The tiny sound caused ripples.

echoed throughout the refugee camp.
(End of this chapter)