Chapter 62, Su Mansion Ancestral Hall

The statement pulled me a little, I turned around and followed Grandpa and after a few turns, we stopped in front of a wooden door, Grandpa touched the wall, and the door opened.

Walking out of the tunnel, I saw a spacious large room, and on the right side of a wall of more than 20 meters, densely placed in front of the spiritual seat, in the middle of the hall there are four three-person pillars to support, every five steps, there is a cloth banner, respectively with red, yellow, black, white four colors mixed together, and these cloth banners, all embroidered with silk thread charms, except for a few I know, but most of them I have never seen.

On the floor of the hall, it was paved with a square shape of five-centimeter marble, and two golden futons were neatly placed there, with a trace of folds on them, and there should have been people kneeling on them just now.

What struck me the most strange were the two closed doors, and the dark shadows that flashed outside the doors.

I took a deep breath, and my expression instantly became respectful, this is full of the ancestors of the Su family, and there can be no trace of disrespect.

Grandpa led us to the middle of the hall, his eyes were also cold, he glanced indifferently at the tablet, and sneered.

Before I could understand why, I saw him stride over to the offering table, and with a flip of his hand, he took out a silver knife and cut it into the palm of his hand.

I exclaimed, "What are you doing?" ”

"Susu, come here." Grandpa didn't answer, but called me over.

As soon as I walked over, he grabbed my hand, cut my finger without saying anything, and squeezed it so hard that blood dripped into the censer on the offering table.

As soon as the blood was gone, my grandfather let go of my hand, and I pinched my fingers vigorously and carefully examined the incense burner.

This is a bronze three-legged incense burner, very clean, it should be someone often wipes it, the strangest thing should be the pattern on the incense burner, the pattern on this is the dragon, the dragon in Chinese history, but only the royal can be used, although now there is not so much attention, but if this thing is passed down from the ancestors, but to risk being wiped out, not only do not hide, but also so grandly placed here as an incense burner?

When I thought of this, I couldn't help pursing my lips, I took a step back, lowered my waist, and stared closely at the pattern on the incense burner, this time I saw clearly, it was not a dragon engraved on it, but a Jiao, because its claws were not five fingers, but four fingers.

It's no wonder that the level of this Jiao is much smaller than that of the dragon, even if it was given by the powerful people at that time, it is not an exaggeration.

As soon as I got up, there was a vibration under my feet, and I looked up in the direction of the offering table, where a door was slowly opening, and my mouth opened in surprise, and my eyes widened.

Is this Su family's old house a fortification? Why are there secret doors and tunnels underneath every room? And this mechanism is so advanced that it takes blood to open, so I know why my grandfather cut me this time.

I was still stunned, and my grandfather strode in, and felt that he pushed me behind me, and I came back to my senses and followed, and after taking two steps, I turned back and saw that the statement was standing there without moving.

"Let's go." I held my head up at him.

"You go, I'll wait for you here." The statement smiled.

"Huh?" I didn't react.

"Master Chen, let's go together, it's an extraordinary time, so don't say so much." Grandpa also walked back.

"That's right, what are you doing here, in this Zhuangzi, except for the old woman, I don't see any living people." I hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his arm, trying to pull him in.

The statement grabbed my hand and shook it vigorously, he looked at his grandfather and said, "Su Dang's family, this is the forbidden place of your Su family, I will go, it's not appropriate." ”

"When is it, is there anything suitable or inappropriate, let's go, if the Yin soldiers come in, none of us can escape. After taking the things, I have to settle accounts with the old woman. Grandpa didn't say much, turned around and walked through the secret door again.

"yes, let's go." I looked at the statement anxiously, with hope and worry in my eyes.

He looked at me, and then at Grandpa and Jueran Dao Chang, who had already entered, and then suddenly lowered his head and kissed me on the lips: "Together." ”

I laughed, and he took me by the hand and walked through the door, and as on the previous two occasions, the door closed again behind me, and it was dark.

As soon as I tried to get the flashlight, there was a light in front of me, and it was a series of lights, just like the light in the passage when I came before, but this time, the light was much more normal.

It was a trench with lamp oil, and as long as one place was lit, the whole trench would burn, and the trench surrounded the wall of the house, and at this point, the house was as clear as daylight.

There aren't too many furnishings here, some are all books and some boxes, not too big a place, but the only thing that makes me feel special here is the charm on the wall, what is this for?

Grandpa was very familiar with this place, and when he came in, he went straight to a place, and after a few rummags there, he turned out a box that was not too large, and he held it in both hands, and walked to a flat box, and put the box on it.

Jue Ran has been standing where we just came in, did not take another step inside, and the statement also stood there, just glanced indifferently, then closed his eyes and leaned against the wall, I stood there but it was not to enter, not to enter.

At this time, Grandpa turned his head and glanced at us: "Susu, come here." ”

"Oh." I answered and walked over.

Grandpa pointed to the box: "Squeeze another drop of blood, drop it on this box, open it." ”

"Still dripping? Why? "I'm not happy anymore, when my blood doesn't cost anything?

"What nonsense, hurry up, there are more important things waiting for us." Grandpa urged impatiently.

I could only pout, took out a silver knife from my sleeve, cut the finger that I had just held down without bleeding, and then cut it again, endured the pain, and squeezed out two drops of blood.

When my blood dripped onto the box, the box changed, originally an ordinary black box, because of the drip of my blood, began to slowly turn red, layer by layer, until it became a bright red color, only to hear the box "pop" a soft sound, the lid of the box itself popped open, and there was a sigil only the size of a palm.

It's not wood, it's not like bronze, I just wanted to reach out to get it, but my grandfather slapped the back of my hand, and it immediately turned red, I rubbed the back of my aching hand and looked at him: "What are you doing?" ”

"Don't move." Grandpa glared at me, grabbed the box with his hand, and the contents were in his hand.

I craned my neck to look into his hand, and he didn't lift his eyelids, wrapped it in a piece of red cloth, put it in his pocket, patted it, and turned to leave.

"Done? Nothing else here? I asked, puzzled, following him.

"Well, get out." Grandpa replied.

"Get out? It's full of Yin soldiers outside, how can you get out? Run, can't run, fight, may not be able to beat, send to death? I asked angrily.

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