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The dry well was about four or five meters deep and two meters wide, just enough for Zhang Ling to stretch out his arms to support the wall of the well.

He carefully descended along the wall of the well to the bottom of the well, where the soil was dry and hard as stone, and it seemed that the well had been dry for many years.

With the help of the faint light at the wellhead, Zhang Ling looked around, and soon he noticed something carved on the blue bricks on the wall of the well.

He stroked it with his hand and was surprised to find that the things carved on the green bricks looked very similar to the strange symbols on the eight stones outside, but unfortunately Zhang Ling didn't know what these symbols meant.

"No one would do something for no reason, there must be something special in this well!"

However, the light under the well was very dim, and the range of what he could see was very limited.

So Zhang Ling climbed out of the dry well again and dialed Ah Hua's phone, and soon the phone was picked up.

"Hey, Master. What do you command? ”

"Prepare a flashlight for me!"

"Okay, it's in the car, I'll send it to you right away!"

After a while, Ah Hua sent an American Shenhuo tactical flashlight to Zhang Ling's hand.

After receiving the tactical flashlight, Zhang Ling turned around and was about to go in, but Ah Hua stopped him and said, "Master, what do you want this thing for?" ”

"Oh, the light in the attic is broken."

He didn't expect Ah Hua to be so careful that he would doubt the purpose of the flashlight, so he casually made up a reason to deal with it.

Ah Hua looked at the empty courtyard and seemed to be a little suspicious, Zhang Ling smiled when he saw this: "Why don't you come in and help me?" ”

"Oh, no, no! Master, be careful! ”

After saying that, he turned to leave, and Zhang Ling saw him go away, and hurriedly closed the gate and went down to the well again.

This time, with the help of this flashlight, he could see the situation completely underneath the well, he looked around the bottom of the well, and soon he found a unique blue brick at shoulder height.

There are no symbols carved on this brick, and it looks very round all around, as if it is often used.

He groped along the four sides of the brick, and found that there were tiny gaps around the green brick, and he grabbed the edge of the brick and pulled it hard, only to hear a sound of blinking, and the wall of the well beside him was retracted inward, revealing a dark hole.

As the hole opened, a rotten and moldy breath hit him, and he coughed.

He covered his mouth and nose and turned on the tactical flashlight to shine it in, only to see a straight and simple passage appear in front of him.

"Darkroom?"

Looking at the secret passage in front of him, Zhang Ling had an intuition that the secret of this Lu family's old mansion was at the end of this secret passage.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and bent down into the secret passage, and walked forward for about five minutes, the slope of the secret passage began to change, and Zhang Ling could feel that he was moving in the direction of the ground.

After continuing to walk for about ten minutes, Zhang Ling was suddenly stunned, he stopped and shone his flashlight ahead, he was surprised to find that this secret passage had reached the end, and there was no exit at this end.

"What's going on? Impasse? ”

Zhang Ling's first thought was whether he had taken a fork in the road, but he thought about it carefully, and when he came, there was only one road, and he didn't see any forks in the road.

"Could it be that this secret passage is a bad project in the first place? Halfway through the repair was forced to stop for some reason? ”

Great disappointment enveloped Zhang Ling, and he sat down against the wall of the cave, the turbid air in the cave giving him a headache.

At the moment when Zhang Ling sat down, an imperceptible light flashed above his head, and he raised his head and shone it with a flashlight, and there was no light above his head except for the roots of the tree.

Zhang Ling looked at the top of the cave within reach, and a thought suddenly flashed in his heart, he hurriedly turned off the flashlight and looked up at the top of the cave again.

When the secret passage fell into darkness, a faint light came out from the top of Zhang Ling's head.

"Haha, that's true!"

The glow of the flashlight obscured the faint light, and it was only in absolute darkness that the glimmer of light would be noticed.

Zhang Ling raised his hand and reached into the bright gap, and the touch transmitted from his fingers made Zhang Ling happy.

It was a camouflaged slab, and he pushed it up, and a bright exit appeared before his eyes.

Zhang Ling climbed up the cave wall, and when he was surrounded by the environment, he froze and muttered, "Oh my God! ”

This is a natural cave located in the belly of a mountain, the rock wall of the cave roof has weathered and collapsed after hundreds of millions of years of evolution, and the whole cave looks like a huge shaft, and bright light illuminates the whole cave through the roof of the cave.

To Zhang Ling's surprise, the four walls of this cave were carved with strange symbols that he had seen on the stones and the walls of the well, and those large symbols resembled both hieroglyphs and Chinese characters written backwards, making it elusive.

In addition to the symbols on the four walls, another artificial trace that can be seen in this cave is a stone bed located in the middle of the cave.

The stone bed is rough, and it is completely carved from the large stone in the cave, and it seems that the owner of this place is not a person who is greedy for enjoyment.

With doubts and incomprehension in his heart, Zhang Ling walked to the stone bed, and when he walked only a few meters away from the stone bed, he was pleasantly surprised to find that there was an oilcloth bag on the stone bed.

The oilcloth bag was so dusty that if you hadn't looked closer, you'd have thought it was just a part of the stone bed.

Zhang Ling cautiously opened the package, only to see that there were three thread-bound books and a letter inside.

He picked up the letter and looked at it carefully, and there were a few bold characters written on the envelope: The descendants of the Lu family are hereby enlightened.

"This is a letter left by the ancestors of the Lu family?!"

Zhang Ling was shocked and instinctively wanted to put down the envelope, but the huge curiosity gnawed at his heart like a mouse.

"I'm here to help, if I don't look at it, how do I know the ins and outs of this place?"

Curiosity eventually prevailed over ethics, and he opened the envelope and unfolded the paper to read.

The letter was very long, and the beginning was all dizzying Chinese, so Zhang Ling skipped it directly and picked the part he could understand to read, but when he was halfway through it, he almost jumped with excitement.

The letter wrote: "The mountain people even got the ghost book, so they hid in the mountains and forests to gather yin, built this mansion, and did not ask about the world for more than ten years, in order to investigate the way of yin and yang, ghosts and gods."

How helpless, the Japanese slaves of the three islands have violated my China, and the countries will perish, how can the Tao survive! Although the mountain people are only the power of ants, they are willing to shed their blood for my China.

……

But now I will leave three volumes of books with my descendants of the Lu family, and I hope that they will pass on my painstaking efforts from generation to generation......"

Lu An's masterpiece!

Reading this, Zhang Ling looked at the strange symbols around him excitedly, he never expected that this wall full of symbols turned out to be the legendary text that communicates with the deceased - 殄文!

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