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Late at night, the hospital, the originally agreed plan, suddenly changed, accompanied by a sudden sound of closing the door, Xia Dongqing looked at the closed door in front of him, and couldn't help but be stunned. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Wait for me!"

With an exclamation in his mouth, Xia Dongqing hurriedly stretched out his hand to open the door, however, what caught his eye was a scene that made him extremely surprised, because the ward in front of him was empty!

"It's ....... How is that possible?!"

He obviously saw Jiang Chen, Hua Mulan and Wang Xiaoya enter this ward, as well as the fake nurse before, but how could there be no one now?

"Xiaoya!"

The weird place, in the blink of an eye, there was only one person left, at this moment, Xia Dongqing couldn't help but subconsciously called out to the person he cared about the most, however, he didn't get any response, and in an instant, an unprecedented sense of fear surged from the bottom of his heart and instantly filled his whole body.

Looking at it, it is still the hospital corridor in front of me, but it seems that something inexplicable has changed, there is a wind blowing, the chandelier on the top is swaying left and right, and it can't stop making a "squeak" sound, in this late night corridor, it looks particularly weird and infiltrating.

"Gollum!"

Subconsciously swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Xia Dongqing hurriedly tried to call again: "Teacher, Teacher Jiang, Jiang Chen, Boss Jiang Chen........."

But no matter how much he shouted, he got no response.

Since he was a child, he has seen a lot of strange things, plus he can be regarded as a cultivator now, with the talisman magic weapon given by Jiang Chen, and soon, he calmed down.

When there is such an accident, the fool knows that something must have happened, but he thinks that Hua Mulan is a soul ferryman, and his cheap master Jiang Chen is even more of a great supernatural person, with great magical powers, as long as they find that they are gone, they will definitely find that something is wrong, and it is estimated that it will not be long before they will come back to find themselves.

So, he waited in place, time, minute by minute, continuous passing, obviously it was not long, but Xia Dongqing was stunned and felt that it was as long as several years, gradually, his patience began to be consumed, and the speed became faster and faster, and it didn't take long for him to be a little impatient.

Taking a deep breath, Xia Dongqing tried his best to calm his mind, but the effect was not ideal, and even, for some reason, he always felt that there was a pair of eyes in the darkness watching him.

What kind of eyes were they, Xia Dongqing couldn't describe them, but they made him feel a sense of fear from the depths of his heart, and his mind was instantly disturbed by distracting thoughts.

"Stop singing Yangguan Stack, re-energize the white jade cup, speak diligently, firmly caress Jun's arms, after parting tonight, He Rijun will come again......"

At this time, suddenly, a burst of singing came, although it was not clear, but Xia Dongqing was still attracted by this singing, and before she knew it, she came to the door at the end of the corridor.

Behind the door, there was a light that came out, as bright as day, and the singing came from behind the door, and behind the door, it seemed that another world was hidden.

After a few hesitations, Xia Dongqing finally couldn't help but stretch out his hand, pushed hard, and pushed open the door in front of him.

Behind the door, there was a dance hall, and on the opposite stage, a woman wearing a black cheongsam was singing and dancing on the stage, the lyrics were very old, and there was a strong smell of Shanghai Tang. Offstage, there was a group of spectators in yellow uniforms, talking and laughing freely.

"Japanese?!"

Although Xia Dongqing has never dealt with the Japanese, he has watched a lot of film and television dramas, and he can still clearly identify them, those are Japanese, and they are also soldiers, commonly known in anti-Japanese dramas: little devils!

It's just that what makes him curious and puzzled is that Huaxia has been liberated for so many years, how can there be so many little devils in this mental hospital?

Xia Dongqing thought as he walked forward lightly, lest the Japanese who were listening to the song would find him. However, he forgot that the woman on the stage was facing him, and as soon as the woman looked up, she saw this uninvited guest, she was slightly stunned, but soon remembered the current situation, and continued to sing as if nothing happened.

Xia Dongqing walked past the back of the ballroom, which seemed to be a back garden, with a wire straddling between two trees, and a few sheets drying on it. He crawled over the cat, in the middle of the garden, planted a peach tree, there was a big stone on the side, he looked left and right, there was nothing, shook his head, and was about to go back, when someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder.

The sudden change made Xia Dongqing startled, turned around suddenly, and a woman stood behind him, and when he saw it, it was the cheongsam woman who had just sung on stage.

"Who are you, and how did you get here?"

The woman saw Xia Dongqing looking at her blankly, and she was very anxious to observe the surroundings, and then quickly pulled him aside.

"Who are you?"

Xia Dongqing came to this place inexplicably, and she was still a little confused.

The woman didn't answer Xia Dongqing's question, but looked at him carefully, and suddenly asked, "Are you a student?"

Xia Dongqing heard some expectation and some worry in her tone, although she didn't know what was going on, she still spoke: "Well, graduate student." ”

The woman was stunned, obviously not understanding what a graduate student was.

"College students. ”

Xia Dongqing saw that she didn't seem to understand, so she changed her words again.

"College students?"

The woman repeated, her expression becoming agitated, and asked, "Then how did you come here?"

Xia Dongqing scratched her head blankly: "Here....... Where is it?"

"This is a Japanese hospital!"

The woman said as a matter of course: "They don't charge money for those poor people, but they can't leave the hospital during the medical treatment, and their families can't come in to visit." ”

"A Japanese hospital?"

Xia Dongqing remembered the Japanese devils in military uniforms he had just seen, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, he looked at the woman and asked, "Now, how many years is it?"

The woman said: "The twenty-seventh year of the Republic of China. ”

"Twenty-seven years of the Republic of China?"

Xia Dongqing is also a graduate student anyway, and he converted it almost instantly: "1938?"

"Do you know how you can get out of here?"

learned that he had traveled to 1938, and at that moment, Xia Dongqing, who had reacted, hurriedly asked the woman with an eager face.

But the woman shook her head and replied, "You can't get out, there are Japanese everywhere here, and there are Japanese patrols, and they are very well guarded." ”

Hearing the woman say this, Xia Dongqing suddenly became anxious: "No, I must leave here, my friend is still waiting for me outside." ”

"Don't worry. The woman grabbed Xia Dongqing, pressed him against the stone, and said, "I'll figure out a way, every once in a while, there will be a change of guard here, and now it's almost time for the change of guard, and when they change the guard, you can sneak out." After the woman calmed Xia Dongqing, she said, "You wait here, I'll go get something." With that, she tidied up her cheongsam and walked briskly towards the courtyard.

Soon, the woman turned back, holding a notebook in her hand: "You are a college student, you must know a lot of reporters outside, can you help me take this out?" As she spoke, she handed the notebook to Xia Dongqing.

Taking the notebook in her hand, Xia Dongqing opened it and saw that there were many patterns drawn on it like graffiti, and the woman said: "These are what I usually see, I can't write, so I drew everything I saw, although, I don't know what the little devil is doing, but I always feel that it is not a good thing." ”

"It's a human trial!"

Xia Dongqing said angrily: "The little devils are really bad, they actually used us Chinese people for human experiments, we must expose them!"

The woman didn't understand what kind of human experiment, she only said with a little admiration: "You know a lot." Immediately, she seemed to remember something, and said with some expectations: "I want to ask you something, can you teach me to write, I can't even write my own name!"

"Okay!"

Xia Dongqing agreed very happily: "What's your name?"

"Heavy snow!"

In response, the woman took out a pen and said with a smile: "This is a pen used by little devils, it is very rare outside, I secretly took one over." ”

Xia Dongqing took the pen and found that it was a pencil, which is indeed rare in this era, and at the moment, he also smiled and said: "The name Daxue is very nice and easy to remember." ”

When Daxue heard this, she was very happy, and she said to herself: "My mother said that when she gave birth to me, it was snowing heavily, so she gave me this name." ”

When Xia Dongqing heard this, for some reason, his nose was a little sour, he took a pen, stroke by stroke, and wrote two words on the cover of the notebook:

"Heavy snow!"