I saw that among the countless semi-circular holes in the wall, there were tablets with rough textures! There are hundreds of them, and the people who watch them densely are creepy!

Each of these tablets is about ten centimeters high and three fingers wide, and they are all carved from simple wood.

The light column of the flashlight shines on, and it can be seen that the outside of the wooden sign is coated with a layer of paint or animal fat, which emits a faint glow in the dark.

Each wooden tablet has a name engraved on it, and on closer inspection, I found that although the names of these tablets are different, they are arranged according to the four walls, which are the surnames Lin, Zhu, Huang and Wang.

On the ground around it, there are also some broken objects, which look like handmade spinning tops, wooden horses, stone puppets and other objects.

But these things are very old, and they have long since rotted at this moment, and it is difficult to distinguish, which only gives rise to a strange feeling out of thin air.

This is a desert island, and there is naturally no paper common on land. I feel that these messy piles of things should be a kind of sacrifice to ancestors, like our common paper men and paper horses......

Here, it turned out to be an ancestral hall!

In the southern region of our country, it is very common to pay tribute to and worship ancestral tablets, but at this moment, this ancestral hall actually appeared in the secret passage on a desert island, which still makes everyone inevitably feel hairy behind their backs.

Presumably, these tablets are probably the ancestors of the island's deceased, but I don't know why there are so many people.

Judging from the number of tablets, it is clear that the abandoned and deserted village on the island is not just a hundred pirates from exile, but at least a medium-sized village with a population of several hundred.

This is not only inconsistent with the information that the old man in Taijifu said, but also does not even match the scale and size of the deserted village we found, which is incomprehensible.

Could it be that it is not the inhabitants who lived on the island that are enshrined here, but the ancestors of the more ancient families? Judging from the current situation, the only one that can explain it is this statement.

The square ancestral hall is very spacious, but this scene still stunned everyone, some people were puzzled, and some people were afraid.

The old man in Tai Chi clothes frowned, obviously as I thought, I couldn't understand why there was an ancestral hall with hundreds of people in a small village.

Maruko kept shining a flashlight on those tablets, muttering to herself, even saying strange things.

"We've all been to that deserted village, and we can live for at most one or two hundred people when it's full, but there are so many spirit cards here, could it be that all the people on the desert island are dead?"

Her words rang out in the darkness, and I shuddered to hear them.

The so-called "abandonment" of an abandoned village on a desert island does not only refer to moving away, but also has the possibility that all the people are dead, as Maruko said......

After thinking about it, Maruko said that it was not right again.

"It's also strange for you to look at the names on these wooden signs, Ah Si, Zhu'er, Shengsheng, Xiaobao, Hutou, Nunu...... It seems like it's all ......."

"It's all nicknames, milk names, these tablets, all of them are children who died young!"

Zhou Tianming, who had been flipping the pile of sacrifices on the ground, suddenly spoke, startling everyone.

"I've seen these things, they're all children's toys! It should be the product of their parents' grief......"

Are they all children? The tablets in this ancestral hall are all children?! This...... How is this possible?

I chuckled in my heart, raised my flashlight and took a closer look, and sure enough, although these names were preceded by surnames, they were not like normal names without exception, but temporary titles.

Nowadays, whenever a newborn in a regular hospital lands, it is necessary to fill out a detailed birth manual, and the name and gender must be naturalized and settled, and there must be no mistakes. In the past, there were no strict requirements for a child's name.

Many children are born until they are seven or eight years old, and their names are not good, and the family only uses nicknames and milk names to call them, which can be described as the norm and is not strange.

I felt like I had turned into a hedgehog, and the hairs on my back stood up all at once!

It is naturally impossible for a village of 100 people to die as many as a few hundred people, but if all the dead are newborn babies, then the matter can be explained.

But why do newborn children die? It's really weird that it's still such a large-scale death.

Could it really be that there is some kind of mysterious curse hanging over this desert island, as the legend says?!

Curses can't be seen or touched, and they sound like deceitful country weirdos, but when these dense baby spirits appear in front of us, no one can help but believe it.

"This ...... This Tema...... Scary...... It's too evil......"

Hua Wujian began to stutter, and he couldn't even finish his words. He held a flashlight in his hand, and the pillar of light shook back and forth, illuminating the surroundings in a trance.

The mermaid's body was also shaking, and she was so frightened that she was short of breath and her face was very pale.

"Look, there's a tunnel here!"

The orange cat squatted in the corner of the ancestral hall and beckoned us over.

As I walked over, I saw a very secret wooden door on the ground in the corner, with a rusty iron ring attached to it, just like the one in the usual attics and cellars.

As the orange cat opened the wooden door, there was a creak and a stone staircase made of stones.

Looking down, the stone staircase was filled with mist, extending down to a depth of dozens of meters, and I didn't know where it led. The faint light of the fire flickered in the mist, flickering and dimming, and it was impossible to see.

Our location is located on the mountainside of the back mountain, and judging from the direction, this stone staircase clearly leads to the underground.

"I'm going to go to you, I'm ...... I'm not going, I'm ...... I have a phobia of confinement! ”

Hua Wuqian stepped back, obviously full of fear of the underground.

Considering the state of him and the mermaid, I am afraid that continuing to go down will only add to the chaos. We deliberated and decided to leave them here to respond.

The fat man, the orange cat, the little pill, Zhou Tianming, the enthusiastic eldest sister and two Koreans and I held up our flashlights and walked down the stone steps towards the ground.

The fog was very large, and it seemed to be pouring out from all directions, rolling hideously, blocking everyone's view.

We didn't dare to venture forward, so we cautiously stepped down the stone steps under our feet, and the light pillar of the flashlight rose and fell like waves in the mist.

The stone steps are connected to the surrounding stone walls, which are rough and full of holes, and I don't know how they were formed, and the mist is constantly pouring out of the holes.

Compared to the rough walls, the steps appear wide, smooth, and solid, and should have been built by man, with an irregular spiral descending in an irregular pattern......