Don't, this crazy old man doesn't know what Ann's heart is. In case the old madman has a penchant for killing people with his own hands, then let's not go to the ghost gate by ourselves. "I grabbed the fat man, who was already halfway out of the wooden door.

The fat man squeezed his eyes: "Then what else do you do, if we will escape." The fat man glanced at the ground behind us: "If you can, then let's go from here." ”

The fat man turned his head and stepped out of the room, the big monkeys on the roof bared their teeth at us one by one, and threw up the broken tiles again, the fat man had walked to the opposite door in a few seconds, I and the old generation glanced at each other, the old generation moved his eyebrows and walked out with his head down.

Seeing this, I couldn't stay any longer, so as soon as I closed my eyes, I rushed over with my head in my hands. The firecrackers were still stretched out at the door, and when we reached the door, the firecrackers were aimed at a few of us. It doesn't seem like this is coming to our rescue. The fat man blocked in front of him with his hands in front of him, and hurriedly waved his hand and shouted for the other party not to shoot, and said something about his own people. I couldn't help but roll my eyes, this man was turning a little too fast.

We didn't stop outside the door, we got into the house, and we couldn't stand outside the door, and the tiles that had been smashed into triangles fell one by one, and not only our bodies, but also our heads were opened several times. In addition, my back was still open, and the shallow wound was torn open by the broken tiles, and I am afraid that a large bowl of blood has flowed out.

We entered the room, and the man in the room with the firearm was the old madman with unkempt hair, whose hair was drooping down, and who had not been seen for almost years, and who did not know how he looked at it.

The three of us went into the room, and the old madman was still facing us with a firecracker, and on the wall beside him were nearly ten wooden poles, not long, more than a meter, but at the end of each pole was a cast iron bucket.

Four or five of them had no leads, and the rest were still exposed, and the old madman was holding a fire breaker in his hand, which was handmade, with a reddish head and a little spark coming out, and he was now holding the fire breaker's fuse to the lead of the fire hammer in his hand.

"Alas, alas......" The fat man screamed several times before he said: "I told you, we are our own people, don't keep holding this thing to us, if you go crazy, it will not be good for anyone." ”

He didn't respond, he still pointed his fire gun at us, and his head shook for a moment, and then he turned his head to look at the door, but he really didn't know how his full head of hair didn't stop his gaze.

"Put ...... The door closes. The old madman's voice was almost intonation, hoarse like the chain of an old bicycle, and the sound of iron scraping against iron was harsh.

We were stunned for a while, and we didn't go to recruit it, and the old madman made another sound: "Shut it down." ”

The fat man glanced at me, and I understood, and closed the wooden door again with the broken tiles that were thrown at us. Immediately I heard the sound of a large number of tiles falling to the ground, and then the monkeys seemed to jump down again, but none of them came and slammed the door open.

I returned to the group of three, and the old madman waved the torch in his hand, and he touched his hand in the darkness, and he twisted on a very old gas lamp. The old madman shook the fire hammer in his hand again, and that's when I realized that he was telling us to go aside.

When I turned my head to look at it, I saw through the gas lamp in the old madman's hand that there was an extra hole in the back wall of this room, under the place where the god seat should have been placed.

The hollow should have been covered with a slate lid, but now it has been turned open, and I know why the old madman appeared in the house, and he came out through this secret door, and the slate of the secret door was turned over and placed aside, and the slate was almost the same as the stone on the ground, and if it was covered, it would not be much visible from the outside.

The old madman waved the gun in his hand and continued in his hoarse voice: "Climb in, all, hurry." As soon as the voice fell, I heard the monkeys outside the door agitate again, and they seemed to have been undisciplined for a little longer, and now they were starting to be restless again. The same old madman is not afraid of these monkeys, he has not many guns that he has loaded, and once he runs out of firepower, he will have to finish playing on his own.

The fat man hesitated for a moment, then raised an eyebrow at us, and went down the dark passage first. What the fat man wants to do, I still know better, he seems to want to ambush the old madman in the secret passage, but when I go down, I find that it is impossible at all, unless someone makes a sacrifice first. Because the secret passage is too small, as long as he counterattacks, the other party will definitely kill the one closest to him, and in a small space with this almost shotgun weapon, none of us will be spared.

One by one, we went in and walked a few meters into the dark passage, and the old madman immediately followed, but the gun still did not leave us, he put his head on the slate with his backhand, and suddenly used force to cover the slate again.

There was a musty smell in the tunnels, and I could see green mold spots on the walls with the help of the yellowing gas lamps. The secret passage is very small, the walls are all stone slabs, almost the same height as mine, the fat man walks very hard, and keeps complaining in front, but the old madman in the back can't tolerate him, the old madman coughs softly for a while, and then says hoarsely: "Shut up." ”

The fat man was afraid that the other party would deal with him from behind, so he had to shut up, we pressed our bodies and walked in the dark passage for a long time, the dark passage was not long, maybe less than ten meters, the fat man stopped, looked back, he didn't speak, the old madman also lowered his voice, but the voice was still hoarse.

"Go up, climb up."

The fat man squeezed his eyebrows again, and then used his hands and feet together, and climbed up the steps made of stone slabs, and out of the secret passage, I immediately understood the structure of the place. The houses here are not haphazardly built, and these dark passages were set up at the beginning of the design.

Because this dark passage is connected to a relatively open corridor, this corridor can actually be said to be the gap between the house and the room, but because of the problem of the construction specifications of the house, the gap was made very open at the beginning of the construction, and the gap between the two back-to-back houses is the backbone of the corridor now, because of the protection of the eaves, all this dark passage is still in a hidden state, so as long as we don't make too much noise inside, we can avoid those things outside.

Sure enough, it was easy to hear the sounds outside the house, and the monkeys were so unpleasant that we could not and did not dare to make a noise, but the old madman still pointed at us with a firecracker, and he waved and did not speak, but pointed in one direction and raised his head.

We thought, the three of them walked in front in a vertical row, and were escorted by the old madman behind them to move towards an unknown direction. This sandwich road can be said to be very straight, and it is easier to walk than the laneway.

The mezzanine road is not long, only seven or eight hundred meters in total, and there will be a pit going down to the ground every time the mezzanine road passes, these pits are similar to the ones we came up, and the function should be not much different. Through this, I knew that this village was indeed not simple at all, and that the military use that the fat man said at the time was probably not nonsense.

These details are already obvious, people who do not know what is going on in the village will not be so easy to get out, and the passage between the houses can make the defenders move quickly, around the front or back of the enemy. This method of firing a shot to change places is indeed a bit like guerrilla warfare, except that the site of guerrilla warfare is artificially constructed.

We didn't get to the end of the road, there was still a long way ahead, and the lights were too dim for us to see clearly. At this time, the monkeys could no longer be heard overhead, and the passage was straight for us and Kuailai to leave their original positions, and those monkeys were probably already breaking into the door now, but they were not smart enough to find the secret door, and their depression was no worse than ours at this time.

The old madman whispered to stop, and we came to the mouth of a larger tunnel, which had more friction marks than elsewhere, and which must have been frequented by the old madman.

The old madman shook his head, and the long hair that went straight to his shoulders was already tangled, and after a few shakes of his hair, a voice came from under the strands of hair that had been covered with dirt: "Go down, don't play tricks." ”

We're coerced, there's not much nonsense to talk about, and it's not a place to talk. The fat man didn't talk much, so I didn't open my mouth. After all, this man didn't put us to death right away, presumably because he didn't want to kill us, or because he had some other special hobby.

The fat man climbed down this dark passage with basically the same specifications, and this dark passage was much longer than the one we had walked earlier. But the tunnels are a little drier, and because people often walk, you can't see much moss.

The dark passage is about twenty or thirty meters long, but the width has not changed much, we walked to the end of the same stone steps, and went up to the dark passage This is still a room, but this place is worthy of the word room.

I didn't see any doors when I walked around the room, there was a vertical ladder in the center of the room, but the second floor was just a platform made of wooden planks, and there was no door either. There are a lot of miscellaneous items piled up in the room, all of them are old objects, most of them from the end of the last century.

As soon as we came in, the old madman put the firecrackers in the corner one by one, but there was always one that he always held. After being silent for a long time, the old madman finally opened his mouth, but what he said immediately shook my heart a few times.

"You ...... Who is Lu Liang among the three of you? The old madman asked in his hoarse voice.

For a while, a few of us didn't come to our senses, and it took a long time for the fat man to sneak around and pinch me, and then I heard the fat man whisper in my ear: "This can't be your relative who lives in seclusion in the mountains and forests, right?" ”