Bu Tian Gang

Li Han'er took a Shangqing pill dumbfounded, didn't rush to eat, put it in his pocket, and pointed at the other's chest with his slender fingers.

"Boss, your clothes are torn, don't you feel the air is leaking?"

Winter Solstice hadn't had time to understand the significance of the change of address from head to boss, so he hurriedly looked down.

He was wearing two pieces of clothes, a down jacket on the outside and a long-sleeved singlet on the inside. They were all torn by Jiangkou just now, not only the white duck down was exposed, but even the shirt inside was torn. I don’t know, Li Han’er said , I felt that the skin was blown by the cold wind, and goose bumps all over my body immediately.

Winter Solstice covered it with his hands, and said embarrassingly, "It's all gone."

Liu Qingbo was speechless: "Gentlemen, what will happen if you are watched?"

Winter Solstice smiled and said, "There are two ladies here!"

Li Han'er said: "Has anyone brought a needle and thread? I'll sew the clothes, otherwise I won't be able to wear them anymore. It's always leaking."

Liu Qingbo: "...Except for himself, generally no one would take this kind of thing on a long trip."

Winter Solstice said: "I didn't bring a needle and thread, but I brought something else, Lao Liu, where is my bag?"

Just now, everyone put their backpacks next to the bonfire, and the zombies attacked and immediately turned the sky into darkness. Who cares about these backpacks. Fortunately, the zombies are not interested in these backpacks. Although they are scattered, the luggage is still there.

Liu Qingbo grabbed the winter solstice bag, unprepared, he couldn't help baring his teeth: "What the hell are you packing here? Why is it so heavy?"

"It's okay, just some daily necessities." Dongzhi said, while rummaging inside for a long time, he found a compressed vacuum bag. He opened the zipper, and the vacuum bag exposed to the air, and the things inside expanded quickly. Everyone At first glance, it turned out to be a brand new down jacket.

Crowd: ...

Liu Qingbo went crazy: "What the hell is in your bag!"

Winter Solstice said innocently: "I'll just bring a spare one. After all, we're on the island. If it's windy and rainy, won't it be uncomfortable if your clothes get wet? This just happened to happen."

Liu Qingbo expressed serious doubts: "I mentioned your bag just now, it definitely doesn't look like I just carried the weight of an extra down jacket."

Winter Solstice thought for a while: "Oh, that might be two cans of beef. I'm planning to go to another island in two days before taking them out. We'll eat in front of other teams. I'm so envious of them. Let's improve the food by the way."

Liu Qingbo didn't want to talk anymore, and everyone else laughed.

The winter solstice was strange: "Why, don't you like to eat beef? Xiao Zhang, do you practice the true way and become a vegetarian?"

Zhang Song was annoyed: "I'm not a vegetarian! Didn't I already call him Lao Zhang before, why did I change my name again? Stop calling me young!"

Winter Solstice came to a sudden: "So you like to be called Lao Zhang. You were just duplicity before and didn't feel ashamed to say it. Let me tell you earlier. I also think Lao Zhang is more fluent. Calling Xiao Zhang seems to call me old."

Zhang Song's teeth itch when he saw the expression you didn't say earlier.

The trip to the island has just begun, and everyone understands that there are still bigger challenges ahead to meet them, and it's just a small battle. Everyone needs to relax, and they also know that the winter solstice is just a joke to adjust the atmosphere.

In contrast, Yoshida is completely an outsider who can't get in his mouth.

There were four people in her team, and besides her, two of them were dead and one was missing. Until the next day they set off again and traveled through the forest all the way. She never saw the missing companion again. The jungle was full of people. There is no way to find it. If Yoshida hadn't been lucky enough to meet Winter Solstice and the others, even if he hadn't died at the hands of the zombies, he must have been lost in the boundless dark forest, lingering on his last breath, without knowing his life or death.

In the second half of the night, and even set off again the next day, until the evening of that day, everyone finally walked out of the forest, and it went smoothly. It seemed that the zombies had been completely emptied by them and never appeared again.

The sea broke into everyone's sight again. Just when the tide was high, the sea surged in and hit the rocks on the shore heavily, creating waves several meters high. There are a few speedboats, and there are some pots beside them, tied to the stones with ropes, which sink and float in the ebb and flow of the tide, but will not be washed away.

The fog made the visibility of the sea much lower, and there was really nothing to see, but everyone just spent a few days in the forest, saw the gloomy trees, and the zombies with stiff flesh and blood, and looked at the sea, and immediately felt The stuffiness in his chest disappeared, his mood opened up a lot, and even his breathing became fresher. Zhang Song couldn't help but open his arms to embrace the sea breeze. The clothes on his body were blown up by the wind, and hunting sounded. A sense of ecstasy.

But right now, the wind was high and the waves were rough, and it was going to be dark again. It was obviously not suitable for sailing again. Everyone opened the jars and changed the fresh water into their own kettles. They planned to spend the night on the rocky beach and set off tomorrow morning depending on the weather.

Yoshida was left alone, and it was obviously impossible to continue the competition. She planned to wait here for a few more days. If the missing companion could not come out, she would leave the islands by boat and quit the competition.There are several speedboats, and the storage capacity of fresh water tanks is sufficient. Since Yoshida has made up her mind, Dongzhi will not persuade her to change her mind. I just wish her a smooth journey, and I will contact you when I return to China. By the way, I opened a can of beef in advance. Cooked a pot of beef noodles by the bonfire as a commemoration of their last night on Diana Island.

When the last ray of light receded from the white mist and the world finally returned to night, not far behind the bonfire, the dark forest was still lifeless and independent, and it also recorded their footprints during the winter solstice.

Winter Solstice looked back at the dense forest shrouded in mist, and took out the empty box from Jiangkou that released the demonic energy from his pocket. He weighed it, stretched out his hand and threw it vigorously. Rolled away, never to return.

……

Japan, Nagoya.

An elderly man with mixed black and gray hair stepped out of the hotel, put on a bright yellow tour group hat on his hands, walked all the way out of the hotel, stopped and walked, and took pictures of street view pedestrians with his mobile phone hanging around his neck from time to time , showing a look of admiration from time to time, it is easy for people to guess his identity: maybe he has stayed in a small city all his life, it is the first time to go abroad, and he came to Japan with a tour group for sightseeing, but accidentally fell behind, simply sidelined Walk and stroll, not in a hurry.

He came to the outside of Atsuta Shrine slowly, just in front of a tour group preparing to enter the venue, he took two quick steps and followed behind them, others saw that they were dressed in similar hats, so they didn't pay much attention, the old man followed the foreign tourists in line to enter, He leaned behind the Chinese tour guide again and listened to the introduction until the tour group turned to the next attraction, then he turned and went to the bathroom.

A few minutes later, the old man came out of the bathroom, instead of chasing the tour group, he walked in the opposite direction.

Atsuta Jingu Shrine is an open tourist attraction, but not every place is open. There is a hidden path between Hakken Shrine and 800 Million Shrine. There is a sign that visitors are not allowed to enter. Tourists usually come here. He stopped and turned around, but the old man still walked in.

There is a courtyard at the end of the path, hidden among the sparse shadows of flowers and trees, the scene inside cannot be seen clearly through the fence, there is no one around, and the courtyard door is closed.

The old man didn't approach, just watched quietly for a while, then turned around and was about to leave, but at this time the courtyard door opened behind him, and someone stopped him.

"Guests from afar from China, my master wants to see you."

The other party spoke Chinese, but the accent was weird, and it sounded like he was just a beginner.

The old man turned his head and saw a young boy in traditional clothes standing there.

"What are you talking about?" The old man looked confused and spoke with a thick Chinese dialect accent.

The boy was also a little confused when he heard the words, not sure if this was the person the master was looking for. The two looked at each other for a moment, and the old man waved his hands: "It's not uncommon to tell you that I went to the wrong place!"

He raised his foot and wanted to leave, but unexpectedly, there was another person at the place where the path led to the exit, and the other person looked a little older than the boy behind him.

"Sir, you're here, why pretend you don't know him?"

The boy's Chinese is much fluent, and there is a smile on his delicate face, but there is obvious malice in this smile.

The old man's confusion became more intense: "What do you know? I came with a tour group and got lost. Now I need to find a tour guide. Do you want to take me there?"

The young man snorted coldly: "Stop pretending, this gentleman from the China Special Administration Bureau, since you came to Nagoya, your every move has been under the control of Mr. Otowa, aren't you here to save people? If so Now that you're gone, aren't you afraid that the person you want to save will die?"

The old man looked at him for a while, and finally said: "Where did you see through?"

Once his pronunciation became correct, his whole person seemed to change even his temperament.

The young man proudly said: "After you came to Nagoya, did you come into contact with your agent who has been lurking here for a long time? In fact, he has been our surveillance target a long time ago. As soon as he met you, we knew that you must be a special agent." Sent by the Authority."

The old man said, "It seems that Yin Yu's tentacles are quite long, and he even knows the list of secret agents."

Boy: "Master's power is greater than you imagined. Call your companions out together. What's the point of hiding?"

The old man snorted: "I can crush all of you by myself, what kind of companions do you need!"

The young man sneered, apparently in disbelief. The distance between him and the old man was originally about ten meters, but his figure moved slightly, and the distance was reduced to only a few meters in the blink of an eye, and even disappeared out of thin air, as if he had evaporated in an instant.

But the old man snorted, and suddenly grabbed somewhere in the air, but after hearing a scream, the boy suddenly appeared and fell to the ground, but his arm was already twisted into a strange position, probably broken.

"With your little ninjutsu skills, you dare to challenge me! Your ninjutsu master Takuya Suzuki still dares to be presumptuous in front of me!" After the old man said, his bones all over his body creaked, and the young man was amazed. In his eyes, his stooped back slowly straightened up. The old man took off his glasses and tore off the wig on his head. His figure immediately grew taller, and his age and momentum also changed 180 degrees.

The young man reluctantly climbed up, not daring to do it again, and respectfully said: "Dare to ask your name?"

"If you don't want to change your name, if you don't want to change your surname, go and tell Yin Yujiuyan, my father Wu Bingtian, I'm here to ruin your situation!" The other party said with his hands behind his back.

The young man was arrogant and then respectful, holding his arms in pain and not daring to take care of him, he respectfully and politely invited Wu Bingtian to Otoba Jiuyan.

It was a small room with an open door, and there was nothing else in the room except four lamps and candles in the corner, a screen in the middle, gold and silver line drawing, and colorful paint brushstrokes. Arms, blood flowing like a river, wailing and pain are conveyed silently through gorgeous brushstrokes, just like the pieces of cherry blossoms depicted in the corners of the screen are stained with blood after falling, expressing extremely fragile and beautiful cruelty.

Wu Bingtian's eyes stayed on the screen painting for a moment, and soon fell on the person sitting in front of the screen.

Otoba Hatohiko.

This is an old man with gray hair and a straight spine. Just from his appearance, he would never think that he is anything special, and before Wu Bingtian knew his true identity, he only regarded him as a person with close ties to Japan's political and economic circles. Connected, well-backed entrepreneurs.

Otowa is making tea.

He didn't pretend to be human, he did it himself, but his movements were very slow, as if he was performing a solemn ceremony, grand and solemn, without looking up at Wu Bingtian, he opened his mouth and said: "The famous Director Wu has arrived, but why is he alone?"

Wu Bingtian pretended to be surprised: "The devil can also speak human language?"

Yin Yu said slowly: "Director Wu, your companion is still in my hands, do you think it's useful to deliberately provoke me?"

Wu Bingtian said lightly: "Since you know that I am Wu Bingtian, you should know that even if I come alone, I can still achieve my goal."

Yin Yu sighed: "I'm afraid that you will also fall here, so who will you send to the Special Administration Bureau? Long Shen? Or Song Zhicun?"

Wu Bingtian: "I don't need anyone. I am enough to deal with you. I am here today not only to ask you for someone, but also to recover your blood debt."

He stared at Yin Yu, and said word by word: "1937, the blood debt on December 12, Asaka Hatohiko, do you remember?"

"Why don't you remember?"

Yin Yu paused while pouring tea, and finally raised his head, as if he was looking at Wu Bingtian, but it was more like looking at others through Wu Bingtian.He was in a relaxed state of mind, not even a little bit because of being exposed to his past identity, but showing nostalgia.

"At the beginning of that year, I was appointed as the commander of the Shanghai Dispatch Army, and later went to Nanjing to replace Matsui and become the commander-in-chief after the capture of Nanjing. At that time, Tanaka came to ask me how to deal with the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in Nanjing. , At that time, I was suffering from a headache, and my headache was about to split, and I wished to kill everyone who was an eyesore, so I told him, kill them all, and leave no one behind."

Yin Yu said happily: "From that day until two months later, my subordinates have been killing people for two full months. Ammunition cannot be wasted, so they are chopped with knives. I went to see, and those sabers were all chopped up. The blade rolled, and the blood flowed all over the place, staining the grass at the base of the city wall red, but when I saw the blood and heard the screams, my headache was much better, so I also asked them to take a few The captives are brought to me, and I will try to do it myself."

Wu Bingtian clenched his fists tightly, but he didn't want to interrupt Yin Yu, and he even controlled his breathing very well, allowing the other party to speak with great interest.

Recalling the past, Yin Yu is not sighing, let alone regretting, but is filled with a cheerful look, as if the massacre itself can bring him endless happiness.

"Before that, I hadn't killed anyone with my own hands. Those captives were tied up, but I didn't let them be gagged. Two of them just kept scolding me, and two of them kept crying to me. I beg for mercy, beg me to let them go."

"There is another person who is very interesting. He thought that the killings were just the rampant actions of the officers below. He thought that I must not know. He kept persuading me to be kingly, to be kind and love the people, and not to be overbearing. It's really ridiculous. These are not my people, why should I love them?"

Yin Yu smiled slightly: "I think he is very annoying, so I will start with him first and try your ancient Chinese torture on these people. But it is too troublesome to burn those people, and I don't have the pleasure of doing it myself. I still prefer Ling Chi, cut off the flesh from the opponent with one knife and one knife, and let him bleed, suffer, cry, and die. Look, when it comes to cruelty, the ancestors of your country are not more cruel than me, at least , I can’t think of a way to cut more than 3000 knives on people.”

"Why don't you condemn those people who invented such a cruel punishment? I just killed a few more people, so why don't you let me go?"

At the end, his expression was a little surprised, as if he was discussing an extremely profound subject with Wu Bingtian.

Wu Bingtian was originally very good at acting, but his smile can no longer be maintained, and only indifference remains: "I have never met the person you mentioned, and if I do, I will not let him go."

Yin Yu suddenly said: "Oh, is that so? Well, let's continue talking about that person. I started on him first, but for the first time, the technique was unavoidably unfamiliar. I only cut this person more than 30 times, and I accidentally cut him. Killed me. But practice makes perfect, on the other three people, my skills have obviously improved a lot, and the last one had to cut more than 200 knives before he died."

"But the most interesting thing is their reaction before they die. I put those who cried and begged first, and put those who scolded me at the back. One of them scolded me. When it was his turn, he couldn't scold me anymore. , but kept crying and begging me to let him go. Sorry, I’m a little rambunctious, does Director Wu still want to listen?”

Wu Bingtian: "Think."

Only by knowing more clearly can it be possible to dig out more inside information of the year and find out more details about the enemy.

But why did Otowa say so much to him when they first met?Wu Bingtian didn't know.His understanding of Otowa Hatohiko is limited to the names that occasionally appear in the news. Even the information in the files of the Special Administration Bureau does not describe this well-known entrepreneur too much. He only knows that he has no children and a huge net worth. .

Maybe it was because Yin Yu had been hiding for too long, and he hadn't met someone who was equal enough to arouse his desire to confide in him; maybe Wu Bingtian, a visitor from China, reminded him of the past again; Have nothing to fear.

Yin Yu nodded, and said leisurely: "I heard people say that when you kill someone for the first time, you will feel trembling and flustered, and you can't sleep all night? But it's strange, instead of feeling like this, I feel warm and comfortable all over my body. Since then, I You know, killing people can make me happy."

Wu Bingtian: "Just like this, it is impossible to turn you into a demon."

Yin Yu: "Of course, there were a lot of murderers at that time. I was not the one with the most. At most, I just realized the true meaning of killing. If we want to talk about the chance, we have to go back to the incident in Nanjing."

Wu Bingtian couldn't help but let out a mocking sneer, it was the first time he had heard that the massacre had real meaning.

But Yin Yu said seriously: "Director Wu, you regard promotion as your life goal, and I regard the world as a dream and turn it into hell. Is there any difference?"

Wu Bingtian said angrily: "I'm not as shameless as you. I'm going to be a beast instead of being a good person!"

Yin Yu smiled: "Okay, let's not argue about this, I'm just telling you this because I also have unanswered questions in my heart, and I need you to help me clear them up, are you sure you want to end this conversation?"

As expected, Wu Bingtian remained silent.

Yin Yu continued: "That year, a Japanese ship sank in the Yangtze River. At that time, it was suspected that the Chinese had tampered with it, so a large-scale search and salvage was carried out. Unexpectedly, a stone box was salvaged in the Yangtze River. The Japanese who was in charge of salvage heard that I like to collect antiques, so they asked someone to send the box to me. When I saw the stone box, I felt very strange, because it looked like a complete stone, but there were seams on the top and bottom , and the carvings are exquisite, but there is no keyhole, let alone a lock. Tell me, can it still be opened?"

Wu Bingtian snorted coldly: "As long as you want, you can open it anyway, even with explosives!"

Yin Yu didn't care about his tone, but shook his head: "No, you can't use explosives. I was afraid that the contents inside would be destroyed together."

Wu Bingtian knew that he might hear very crucial inside information next, perhaps related to the secret of Otowa Hatohiko becoming a demon, so he didn't interrupt him and listened calmly.