History’s Best Reincarnation: Episode 809: Heavy Snow

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In the middle of the night, in the hospital, the originally agreed upon plans suddenly changed. With the sudden sound of closing the door, Xia Dongqing looked at the closed door in front of her, and couldn't help but be taken aback.

"Wait for me!"

With an exclamation in his mouth, Xia Dongqing quickly stretched out his hand and opened the door, but what caught his eyes was a scene that surprised him, because there was no one in the ward in front of him!

"This...how is it possible?!"

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

"Xiaoya!"

The weird thing is that in the blink of an eye, she was the only one left. At this moment, Xia Dongqing could not help but subconsciously call out to the person she cared about the most, but she didn't get any response. An unprecedented sense of fear surged from the bottom of his heart and instantly permeated his whole body.

Looking around, there is still the hospital corridor in front of me, but something inexplicable has changed. The chandelier on the top is shaking from side to side with the wind blowing, and it keeps making "squeaks" The sound, in this late-night corridor, is extraordinarily weird and penetrating.

"Gulu!"

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva subconsciously, Xia Dongqing hurriedly tried to call again: "Teacher? Teacher Jiang? Jiang Chen? Boss Jiang Chen..."

But no matter how much he shouted, he couldn't get any response.

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

When such a change occurs, any fool knows that something must have happened, but he thought, Hua Mulan is the ferryman of the soul, and his cheap master Jiang Chen is a great supernatural powersman, as long as they find that they are missing , must have found that something is wrong, and it is estimated that they will come back to look for their own in a short time.

So, he just waited in place, time, minute by minute, passed by, obviously not long, but Xia Dongqing felt that it was as long as several years, gradually, his patience began to be exhausted The speed was getting faster and faster, and after a while, he couldn't help but feel a little impatient.

Taking a deep breath, Xia Dongqing tried hard to calm his mind, but the effect was far from ideal. For some reason, he always felt that there was a pair of eyes in the darkness watching him.

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

"Stop singing Yangguan, hold the white jade cup again, speak attentively and frequently, hold your arms firmly, after parting tonight, when will you come again..."

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

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

After several times of hesitation, Xia Dongqing finally couldn't help stretching out his hand, pushed hard, and opened the door in front of him. Suddenly, his vision changed drastically, which surprised him.

Behind the door was a dance hall. On the opposite stage, a woman in a black cheongsam was singing and dancing on the stage. Under the stage, a group of spectators dressed in yellow military uniforms were sitting, talking and laughing wantonly.

"Japanese?!"

Although Xia Dongqing has never dealt with the Japanese, he has watched many film and television dramas, and he can still clearly recognize them. They are Japanese, and they are soldiers. They are commonly called in anti-Japanese dramas: little devils!

Just, what made him curious and puzzled was that Huaxia had been liberated for so many years, how could there be so many little devils in this mental hospital?

Though thinking, Xia Dongqing walked forward lightly, lest the Japanese listening to the song would find him. However, he forgot that the woman on the stage was facing him. As soon as the woman looked up, she saw the uninvited guest. She was slightly taken aback, but soon remembered the current situation and continued to sing as if nothing had happened. .

Xia Dongqing walked through the back of the ballroom. This place seemed to be a back garden. A wire spanned between two trees, and a few sheets were dried on it. He stooped and sneaked in. There was a peach tree planted in the middle of the garden, and there was a big rock beside it. He looked around, but there was nothing there. He shook his head, and when he was about to go back, someone suddenly took a picture of him. Touch his shoulder.

The sudden change made Xia Dongqing startled, she turned around abruptly, and there was a woman standing behind her. He saw that it was the woman in cheongsam singing on stage just now.

"Who are you? How did you get here?"

Seeing Xia Dongqing staring blankly at her, the woman looked around anxiously, and then quickly pulled him aside.

"Who are you?"

Xia Dongqing came to this place out of nowhere, and she was still a little confused about the situation.

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

Xia Dongqing could hear some expectations and worries in her tone, although she didn't know what was going on, she still said, "Well, a graduate student."

The woman was taken aback for a moment, apparently not understanding what a graduate student is.

"College student."

Seeing that she didn't seem to understand, Xia Dongqing changed the word again.

"College student?"

The woman repeated it, her expression became very excited, and she asked again: "Then why did you come here?"

Xia Dongqing scratched her head blankly: "Where is this place?"

"This is a Japanese hospital!"

The woman took it for granted: "They treat those poor people without charging money, but during the period of seeing a doctor, they can't leave the hospital, and their family members can't come in to visit."

"Hospital for the Japanese?"

Xia Dongqing thought of the Japanese devils in military uniforms he saw just now, and suddenly felt something was wrong. He looked at the woman and asked, "How many years is it now?"

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

"The twenty-seventh year of the Republic of China?"

Xia Dongqing is also a graduate student after all, so she converted it almost instantly: "1938?"

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

Knowing that he had traveled back to 1938, Xia Dongqing immediately reacted and asked the woman eagerly.

But the woman shook her head and replied: "I can't get out, there are Japanese people everywhere here, and there are Japanese patrolling, and the guards are very strict."

Hearing what the woman said, Xia Dongqing immediately 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 find a way. Every once in a while, there will be a change of guard here, and it's almost time for the change of guard now." It's time, wait for them to change the guard later, and you can sneak out." After the woman comforted Xia Dongqing, she said, "Wait here, I'll go get something~IndoMTL.com~ After finishing speaking, she straightened her cheongsam and walked quickly towards the yard.

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?" The notebook was handed to Xia Dongqing.

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

"This is a human experiment!"

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

The woman didn't understand what human experiments were, so she only said with some admiration: "You know a lot." Then, she seemed to remember something, and said with some expectations: "I want to ask you One thing, can you teach me to write, I can't even write my own name!"

"Okay!"

Xia Dongqing readily agreed: "What's your name?"

"Big snow!"

In response, the woman took out a pen and said with a smile: "This is a pen used by a little devil. It is very rare outside. I secretly took one here."

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

Daxue was very happy when she heard the words, she said complacently: "My mother said that when she gave birth to me, it was snowing heavily outside, so she named me this."

Xia Dongqing heard the words, and for some reason, his nose felt a little sore. He took a pen, stroke by stroke, and wrote two words on the cover of the notebook:

"Big snow!"