It wasn't until this moment that I understood why this room was old, even though it was occupied.

I also understand why the footprints in the dust here are single and stylized.

Because this room is just a trick, to the owner of the footprints, it is just a corridor, and the real house is actually underground.

Hooked up, bent back, holding a flashlight, the probe drilled in.

The stairs are bottomless, and there are twists and turns, and there are slopes.

On both sides of it are walls made of yellow clay, the soil is very thick, and there are a little other substances mixed in it, just like the old house in the countryside, it is obviously a tofu scum project.

The shoes stepped on the thick cement, making a heavy noise that echoed in the narrow passageway.

As we walked, a door-shaped bracket appeared at the bottom of the tunnel, which was fixed to support the rocks of the mountain, and one of these could be seen almost every 10 meters down the road.

I can't help but sigh when I see this, this is fucking illegal infrastructure, the owner is so bold that he dares to dig underground like this on the edge of the river.

I remember that my classmate told me that there was another reason why Jiangpo's project was rejected at the beginning, that is, because the floor was too high, because the higher the building, the deeper the foundation needs to be reinforced. You must know that this river slope is close to the Xiu River, and the deeper you dig, the more likely it is to open up the underground river, and the softer the soil. Then once the foundation is laid in such a place, there is a high possibility of the building collapsing.

Walked for more than ten minutes, still not to see the end, I feel more and more strange, this place is no longer an obvious construction of the basement, but purposeful digging deep, it seems that this owner is not simple, so what is there underneath?

After walking for another ten minutes, the light of the flashlight finally hit a flat place.

It's a room.

A wooden door with a hinge.

I was stunned, isn't this? You tell me that under a ghost building, the owner tried his best to dig more than 50 meters deep, but it was just to build a room?

Standing in front of the door, reaching out to hold the handle, I hesitated for a moment, then calmed down, turned the doorknob, and pushed the door open.

Since the matter has come to this point, and most of the truth I am looking for is behind this gate, I can't retreat, and when I come to this ghost place, I naturally want to see what the purpose of the person who led me here is.

Behind the door, a cold chill came to the face, and it was a little chilling. I had, and I noticed that white air was coming out of my mouth, and the temperature down there seemed to be very low.

Raising the flashlight and looking inside, I saw that this is a blue brick room, the room is about 20 square meters, and the wall is posters and newspapers from the last century, which are pasted back and forth for several layers, making this place like a toilet at the entrance of the village.

An old-fashioned army-green chandelier hangs overhead, and a desk and bench sit underneath.

On the desk is a book, as well as a pen and inkwell.

I walked over and found that the ink inside the inkwell had long since dried, and it looked like no one had been to this place for a long time.

Patting the dust on the stool, I sat down at my desk and picked up the book in front of me.

Blowing away the ash from above, I saw it as it was. This is a red cover book, with a red star printed in the upper right corner, and four large red star diaries in the middle.

At least from the fifties and sixties, and I wonder who the people here were in the first place, and why they used this kind of thing to keep a diary.

I shook the notebook again, took a deep breath, and pinched my fingers to open the cover of the thick paper shell.

The first page is the head of the great man, the second page is the delicate pen words, "strengthen the study of the forest", and then there is an extremely scribbled signature, I can't see what the specific name is, anyway, the name is also stamped with a red seal, quite serious, and below the seal is 8 numbers.

1961,11,25。

Is this the time? In 1961?

Turning the page again, I was stunned.

What is this written?

I saw that the words were extremely strange, crooked and dense, the size of soybeans, and a whole page was lined up horizontally and vertically.

A greeting slowly typed out in my mind, and I couldn't help but wonder what the hell is this?

Although I don't have a high level of education, I still have a good history when I was studying, so I still know some ancient characters more or less.

To start from the beginning, this ancient script has cuneiform, oracle bone script, gold script, official script, regular script, etc., the most esoteric is cuneiform, of course, this kind of writing was created by the Sumerians living in Mesopotamia, so it does not have a fight with us.

And the source of our Chinese writing is the oracle bone inscription, which is an ancient divination relic. In the Shang Dynasty, the ancestors often asked the gods for divination when they encountered difficult things, burned tortoise shells or animal bones, and observed their cracks, so as to determine the good fortune and evil. The people engraved the record of the divination process on the tortoise shell or animal bone, and the content horn is called divination, and the text is called oracle bone inscription.

Of course, these words, although they are jerky and difficult to understand, still have images to be found anyway, after all, the early texts belong to hieroglyphs. It is formed on the basis of pictorial text.

But the things in front of me don't belong to them at all.

This is a kind of text that looks uncomfortable at first glance, it has no regularity to find, and the style is varied, some text is a dot, some text is like a coiled snake, and there is an "8" or horizontal "8" and "凵" in the direction of up and down, left and right.

That is, some of these texts, arranged in an extremely close order, densely written on one page, not ...... It's several pages.

No, it's not several pages, I'm flipping through paper by paper.

I unconsciously flipped through the entire diary, and after reading it, I realized that all the diaries were recorded in this weird font.

"What the hell is this bird?"

As he said to himself, he turned to the last page of the diary.

In the upper right corner, you will see "Produced by Diligent Paper Products Industry" and a piece of Chinese characters written in the middle of a blank page.

It reads......

"The mountains are assimilating us."