The basement in the courtyard, the entrance is in the southeast corner of the courtyard, and there are two large black iron gates on the ground. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I haven't been down for a long time. It's all the mess that was cleaned up when I moved. ”

Luo Shuixin said as he walked to the iron door, and from the key ring that he had just run into the house and took out, he searched for a long time before finding a brass key, and bent down to open the copper lock on the iron door of the basement.

"Shuixin, you stand behind. ”

Xiao Qi pulled her behind him, walked over and grabbed the doorknob of the iron door, and slowly pulled the two big iron doors open with a slight force.

It may be that the years have been too long, and the folding pages of the iron door are rusty.

This pulled away, and suddenly there was a piercing creaking sound.

As soon as the iron door opened, a rotten and unpleasant smell gushed from below, Xiao Qi hurriedly took two steps back, dragged Luo Shuixin back again, and whispered: "The air is too dirty, I will go down later." ”

"Why do you suddenly want to go down and see our basement?"

Luo Shuixin glanced at Xiao Qi strangely.

"It feels like there's going to be something fun. ”

"Liar, tell me quickly, what did Liu Tianhe tell you?"

"No, he just introduced to me that your yard was designed by Liang Zhongda, the feng shui master in Yandu, and it is a very powerful feng shui bureau, using the flowers and bamboos around and something under the ground in the middle to form an aura. I'm curious, what you said is amazing, what is this thing in between, maybe it's a treasure?"

Xiao Qi thought to himself, anyway, Luo Shuixin wouldn't talk to Liu Tianhe, just make up a few words to fool around.

"I haven't even asked this feng shui bureau in detail, is this thing really that powerful?"

"It's amazing, really. ”

"Could it be that there are some antiques left in there? No, wait until I'm going to get two big flashlights. ”

Luo Shuixin was aroused by Xiao Qi's words, turned around and went into the house to get two large flashlights, and returned to the courtyard.

At this time, the dirty air in the basement was almost gone, Xiao Qi walked in front with a flashlight, and Luo Shuixin followed closely behind him.

The basement below is a rectangular space, and it takes more than 20 steps down a sloping stone staircase to the end.

Luo Shuixin took a flashlight and shone it in, and whispered, "Oh, look, it's all messy." ”

After speaking, he squeezed past Xiao Qi's side, and muttered as he walked inside: "It seems that there are a lot more sundries, and it wasn't so crowded before." ”

Xiao Qi stood at the entrance and glanced at it with a frown.

The entire basement was surrounded by old furniture, and in the middle of the basement was a pile of waste paper more than half a person high, all of which were scrap newspapers and magazines, and a small part of it looked like straw paper.

Between the pile of waste paper and the straw paper, there is only a narrow passage to walk on.

Luo Shuixin took the flashlight and slowly turned around, rummaging around, and after a few minutes, he returned to the exit and said, "Nothing, what are you looking at?"

Xiao Qi looked around because he opened the eyes of the ground vision, looking for the location of the halo, and after looking at it for a long time, he found that the halo he saw on it came from under the waste paper pile in the middle.

As soon as he heard Luo Shuixin ask, he immediately whispered: "Shuixin, I'll open this pile of waste paper and take a look, you come to me and stand." ”

"Waste paper pile, what's there to see?"

Luo Shuixin looked confused and changed positions with Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi stuffed the flashlight into her hand, then walked to the waste paper pile, and moved the waste paper into it little by little.

The entire waste paper pile is about the size of a single bed.

After a few minutes of moving, half of the waste paper has been removed.

Seeing that he was about to move away from the middle position, he saw the situation on the ground, and suddenly, Xiao Qi was stunned, took back the pile of straw paper that he was about to throw in his hand, and glanced at the contents on it.

On the papyrus, eight large characters are written with a brush.

Destroy the world, and the heavenly machine must not be revealed!

Flipping through this pile of papyrus, it turned out that it was all these eight characters, and I am afraid that there must be seven or eight hundred sheets of this pile of paper, and the content is the same, but the handwriting is sloppy, and the font on each paper is different.

"Shui Xin, does anyone in your family like to write calligraphy?"

Xiao Qi's brows gradually furrowed, and he asked suspiciously.

"Brush writing, my dad likes to practice calligraphy, what's wrong?"

Hearing Luo Shuixin's answer, Xiao Qi's heart was shocked, and he handed the straw paper to Luo Shuixin and said, "Look at it, is this your father's handwriting?"

Luo Shuixin hurriedly took the straw paper, and after only looking at it, he trembled and said, "It's Dad's handwriting." But what is this written? Destroy the world, Heaven's Machine, and don't divulge it! What does this mean? Is there anything else?"

"Shui Xin, don't worry, I'll look for it again. Luo Shuixin's voice was a little urgent, and Xiao Qi understood her mood very well.

He turned around and rummaged through the pile of wastepaper for a while, until he removed the last pile of paper from the ground, and saw nothing else.

"No, only that pile of paper has your father's handwriting. Xiao Qi turned his head and glanced at Luo Shuixin.

What did Dad mean by writing these words? It seems that some time before his accident, he often locked himself in his study to write calligraphy, and at that time Mom thought that Dad had encountered a setback in his business. ”

"Perhaps, these words are just written casually?"

"It's impossible, whoever writes casually will use question marks and exclamation marks? And the fonts on these pieces of paper are all scribbled and scattered, which shows that Dad had something on his mind at that time. ”

"Doesn't your mother know anything about this?"

"I don't know, I'll ask my mom when she comes back. Luo Shuixin shook his head with a solemn expression.

Xiao Qiyi looked at her and couldn't ask her why, so he turned his head to look at the ground.

I just removed all the waste paper, exposing the glowing area.

On the surface, it doesn't seem to be anything special.

Nine times out of ten, it was underground, Xiao Qi glanced around, and found a thin iron rod from the corner.

Since the floor of the basement was all cement, Xiao Qi could only pry open the middle piece of cement.

Roughly measuring the range of the halo, Xiao Qi clenched the iron rod, and violently inserted more than a dozen small holes in the cement floor around the halo, and finally grabbed the small holes with his hand and lifted a cement cover with a click.

"Xiao Qi, what are you doing?"

"Destroy it, and see if there's any treasure buried in the ground. ”

After saying that, he had already used his hands to dig up the dirt exposed underneath.

"Hey,, there's really something"

Xiao Qi retracted his hand, clutching a handful of dirt in his hand, and inside the dirt seemed to be a string of wooden beads.

"Ah, Daddy's Bodhi rosary. ”

Luo Shuixin was taken aback, snatched the bead string, quickly cleaned it up, his face was excited, he looked at the bead string in his hand blankly, his eyes were red, and he began to cry with a crackle.

Xiao Qi hurriedly went over and hugged her, and whispered, "Don't cry, Shui Xin, this is your father's thing?"

"Well, it's Dad's Bodhi rosary, I've seen it in the photo, and Mom said that Dad almost never leaves this bracelet. But two days before the accident, my mother found that my father's rosary was missing, and asked him, but he said that he had lost it. Unexpectedly, it was buried here. ”

Luo Shuixin choked slightly, but he also tried his best to hold back his tears.

Xiao Qi hugged her hard, touched her hair, and gently kissed her forehead, but he was thinking in his heart that this feng shui bureau was designed by Liang Zhongda, and the rosary must have been buried by him.

Could it be that he knows the secret of Luo Shuixin's father's disappearance?