When I woke up, I was lying in the hospital, and my parents were waiting in the ward, crying with joy when they saw that I had finally woken up.

I stayed in the hospital for two more days, and the doctor said that I could be discharged, and at that time I was not in much of a physical condition, mainly due to the transition of shock, the nerves were tense for a long time, and I was in a coma for several days due to cold and fever.

I learned something about the situation from my parents, and after the mine accident, Zhang Linsheng from the same village at the construction site notified his family, and his parents came overnight. When they arrived, my mother fainted on the spot when she saw the collapse, and waited until the afternoon of the same day, when she finally saw me being carried out, many of whom had injuries on their bodies, and the waiting medical staff rushed to treat me and took me to the local county hospital.

But I had a high fever for three days in a row, I was unconscious, and my family was in a hurry, but fortunately, I did all kinds of tests, all of which showed that there was nothing abnormal in my physical characteristics, and the doctor couldn't find any symptoms for a while. Miss Luo sent someone to transfer me to Guangzhou for examination, and after a check-up, the expert said that there was no major problem, and I would wake up naturally in a few days.

During this period, Miss Luo gave my father the promised one million, saying that it was work-related injury compensation, and my father did not dare to touch the money, he had never seen so much money in his life, and he was anxious and waiting for me to deal with it.

Just as we were packing up and getting ready to go home, Applejack arrived, exchanged a few words with me, and secretly told me that the things in the tomb would transfer my share of the money to me, and left with her contact information. It's just that I always feel weird when I see his signature smile again, but I didn't ask much, thinking that I don't want to have any more contact with you people in the future, so I took this money and went home to live in peace in the small county town.

When I got home, I paid off all my debts, and gave the rest of the money to my father, and after a few days of purification.

In the past few days, I often wake up suddenly when I sleep, and I can't sleep soundly, as if I am shrouded in a shadow, I can't feel the direction, and I can't see the dawn. The situation in the Chongling Ancient Tomb appeared repeatedly in my mind, and the dreams I had were all related to these. It was like forcing me to take care of it, and I always felt that there were a lot of things hidden behind it.

First of all, it is naturally about my grandfather, I know more or less, my grandfather was in Hutou Village before the founding of New China, that is, the village where I grew up, and the second uncle also said that my grandfather was seven years old at that time. Then Grandpa Tai kept his background hidden, and few people knew about his past until he died.

Looking at the second uncle's performance in the ancient tomb, I guess he doesn't know much, he doesn't look like a person who can hide things. My dad probably doesn't know much, and he used to talk about the past of his ancestors, but I didn't find anything suspicious when I listened, and if he hid something from me from the beginning, he probably would hide it for the rest of his life. My uncle is a well-known honest man, he has taught all his life, he has never heard anyone tell him to lie, and he will patiently explain to me what he knows, and if I ask him, he may be able to ask something. If you want to know more, only my grandfather is left, but after my grandfather was paralyzed a few years ago, his brain has been a little confused in recent years, and my grandfather didn't like me very much since I was a child, so if I asked, I might not be able to ask anything.

A harmonious and ordinary family hides a mysterious past, what is grandpa hiding from him? Or who are they hiding? And who is the one lying in the hanging coffin? Looking at his early forties, and my grandfather's funeral watch will be in his hand, which means that after my grandfather died, he touched his grandfather's grave, and then took it away and entered the Chongling Ancient Tomb. According to the approximate chronology, my grandfather was seventy-eight years old when he died in eight years (I now even doubt my grandfather's real age), and if I push forward forty years, that person is not a few years younger than my grandfather, and he looks very similar to me, and he has also touched the grave of my grandfather, and must have a very close relationship with my family, is it also the son of my grandfather before he entered the family?

Don't care about my grandfather's business for now, it's too far-fetched to say that the Chongling Tomb is a coincidence, and Brother Hemp and I are suspicious in the tomb, it's like there is a hand behind the scenes, maybe it was designed by Miss Luo and them from the beginning.

I boldly guessed that Miss Luo and they found out that there was an ancient tomb there, and then summoned my second uncle in the name of the coal mine, maybe they secretly investigated me, and through the second uncle revealed to me the excellent remuneration to tempt me to go to Chongling, maybe I would have other ways to let me go there if I didn't take the bait, and after mining for a while, I stopped work on the grounds of lack of explosives, secretly built a dark room, and then made a collapse illusion, we "coincidentally" followed them into the underground palace, and then uncovered the mystery of my life story step by step. But what is the purpose of this? Just for me, what kind of bullshit to the blood of the sun? This is too far-fetched, Liu Sanyan can touch it single-handedly, I don't believe they will not be able to go to the ancient tomb. If it weren't for that, it would have been possible to find me again in the future, but I really can't think of anything worth using them.

All speculation suggests that I must find out these things at home as soon as possible.

It wasn't long before Brother Marijuana came to see me, and I learned the general situation from him. After entering the cave, we went all the way back, Professor Wu used the compass to find the ear chamber I had originally entered, Applejack dived to retrieve the oxygen cylinder, and the group left the corpse pond in batches, but fortunately the corpse was not alarmed. I don't know if it was because of the chirping of the snake and the sparrow, the forbidden corpse of the monster snake and the mud monkey were nowhere to be seen, and we successfully returned to the passage where the mud monkey dug in. With the previous experience of the tomb road, they thought that there was a similar mechanism to turn the cave, and they made several preparations, but they didn't expect it to be surprisingly smooth, and they quickly climbed back to the dark room, but there were several more forks in the passage. Professor Wu analyzed that there may be an animal similar to a mud monkey here, good at digging the ground and camouflage, he knows a kind of animal that is very fast and good at camouflage, and we should have been in the way of the animal before.

After returning to the dark room, Miss Luo found a wire in a corner and connected it to her mobile phone, and it didn't take long for someone outside to blow up the collapsed hole.

Miss Luo is a trustworthy person, and she gave us the money after she went out, and Uncle Ercai and the missing local guy also added an extra amount of money, as for those things to be divided after they were sold, everyone has no opinion.

Before going out, Miss Luo once again emphasized the need to keep it secret, everyone is very jealous, this group of people is definitely not good, really let them know what has been revealed, it is not good to have a disaster, and this bizarre experience, let alone whether anyone believes it, what is the meaning of saying it to yourself?

In the few days at home, in addition to Brother Hemp and his second uncle, Liu Sanyan, who returned to Beijing, also called me, saying that he wanted to transfer the urine bill to me and ask for my bank account, which made me cry and laugh. I thought he was joking, so I slapped the card number to him, but I didn't expect him to really transfer a sum of money to me, and it really became the most expensive urine in history.

I won't go into detail about the trivial things of life these days, I stayed at home for about a week, the new rural construction planned in the village has begun construction, and the planning began before the year, but most of the villagers have moved to the county to live, and there are only a few old people in the village, not many people have made a living by farming in these years, and the geographical environment is a problem, the land in my hometown is out of the land, some agricultural machines are not used, many people's fields have been abandoned for many years, the first two years of planting fruit trees, basically rented or sold to a few families, Navel oranges are planted everywhere. My family's land is not concentrated, and all of them are planted by my uncle.

Maybe my parents also saw that I was idle, so they told me to go back to the village to see how my family was planning, and I was happy to go out for a walk, so I should relax.

I called Brother Hemp, he bought a new car, and I wanted to ask him to borrow me to go back to the village, but I didn't expect Brother Hemp to also call back to have a look.

The two of us set off in the morning, and went to the town to see my uncle, but it was not a coincidence, my uncle and my cousin-in-law went out to work, and only my aunt and my grandfather were at home. My grandfather has been living in my uncle's house after being paralyzed a few years ago, I don't have a very deep impression of my grandfather, but I feel that he didn't like me much since I was a child, and he didn't take me much when he was a child, and he didn't get too close to me, which made me a little puzzled, it stands to reason that the older generation of people are more or less patriarchal, and I am the only man in this generation, and I am more favored, but I not only didn't feel favored, but also felt that my grandfather seemed to be deliberately alienating me. In this case, my mom also had a bit of a problem with my grandfather.

After lunch at my uncle's house, Brother Ma and I left for the village, the town is still more than 20 miles away from the village, but a few years ago, the cement road was built, it is not difficult to walk.

I don't know if I have experienced the bizarre experience of the underground palace tomb, it seems to have become a little sensitive, when I was at my aunt's house, my grandfather asked me to sit next to him for more than half an hour, and he didn't speak, and looked at me back and forth carefully several times, which made me a little percolated. I think, after all, I am a blood relative, and after hearing that I had an accident, my grandfather still cares about me, but he doesn't express it much.

Brother Hemp was deliberately talking about some topics along the way, and the people in the village basically knew that I didn't have a good relationship with my grandfather, so I signaled that it was nothing, I had come over for so many years, and there was no need to be serious with an elder.

Every time I mention my grandfather, I feel a little bad in my heart, and I don't know how to describe this feeling, it's a bit like abandonment. Seeing that I was a little depressed, Brother Marijuana didn't say anything else and concentrated on driving. It didn't take long to return to the village, I didn't feel strange, I grew up here when I was a child, and then I came back less after college, and after work, I basically came back for a few days during the New Year, and then moved to the county to live, and then I had less time to come back.

The small mountain village is called Hutou Village, it belongs to the old village in the deep mountains, there are only thirty or forty households, all of them are surnamed Zhang of the same clan, I know limited about the history of the village, the old generation said that it was in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties from the north to move and flee. Over the past few hundred years, it has evolved into the current scale, and there have been two large-scale migrations in the middle, and many people have migrated to other places, leaving behind the current Zhang family.

The village is surrounded by mountains, and I always feel that the environment here is a little strange, and the seven peaks are enclosed, although the mountains are not very high, but this is already in the mountains. Usually the place where people live will choose a place with a river, but there is no natural river in Hutou Village, the village is at the bottom valley, in the middle is an artificially dug pond, the diameter is less than 20 meters, the pond is a grain drying field, and then on the side is a small river dug out by artificially, less than half a meter wide, and the other side of the river is the field.

The house is mainly divided into four parts, the head house, the base house, the field water house and the opposite house. The row head house is at the head of the village, there are about seven or eight households, according to the tail house and the field water house around the pond in a figure of eight angles, the middle is due east, the opposite house is a little farther away, on the other side of the field halfway up the mountainside, I can remember that there are no people there, but I heard my father say that my family moved from that side, and in the year my father got married, he moved to the area of the tail house.

Now many old houses have been demolished, according to the tail house has not been pushed over, the main ancestral hall in the main village is there, my family, uncle's family, and the second uncle's house are built together, next to the main ancestral hall, and now it is an empty house, which has already been cleaned up by the uncle, just waiting to be demolished and rebuilt.

I went back to my hometown to take a look, except for some nostalgia, there was no emotion, and the old house was rebuilt normally. Entering is a corridor house, on the left is the second uncle's house, the door is closed and unlocked, and I didn't go in to see. My house is at the end of the corridor, the first floor is the kitchen, the light is not very good, the iron pot on the earthen stove Uncle has been demolished, only four black holes are left. The upstairs of the kitchen is used to pile up some miscellaneous items, and out of the kitchen is the ancestral hall of my house. Each house in the village will have a common ancestral hall, the scale is smaller, there are four ancestral halls and an ancestral hall in total, the ancestral hall is the whole village, and the ancestral hall is a vein of each house.

The old houses are two-storey, separated by wooden boards, and usually the upper floors are bedrooms, which are dry and ventilated, and can also avoid snakes and the like. Upstairs is in disrepair, and a lot of the wooden boards below are deformed, so I didn't go up to see it, in fact, there is nothing to see, after all, I grew up here, and I can draw it with my eyes closed.

"Yuanwa, why don't we go to the opposite room to have a look, I heard that your grandfather lived there." After a circle, Brother Marijuana suggested.

If it hadn't happened to the underground palace tomb, I wouldn't have been curious about the previous generations, and I wouldn't even be able to call my grandfather's name, I guess many young people don't know what their grandfather's name is.

Obviously, Brother Hemp was also curious, maybe this was also the purpose of his follow-up back to the village.

Anyway, it was okay to be idle, and after seeing that there was still nearly an hour before dark, the two of us left for the opposite room.

The road to the past is long gone, and after passing through the fields in the middle, you will reach the upper section of the stone slope, about five or six hundred meters.

The old house on the opposite side of the house is almost down, I naturally know which ones are my house, the area is not small, it is estimated that there are five or six hundred square meters, now it seems that this building is still quite strange, like a "work" shape, the house is built very close to the mountain behind, almost next to the mountain wall, the people behind the house can only pass sideways.

I remember when I was a child, my family's cattle were kept here, and several houses were converted into cowsheds by my father and brothers, and there were five rooms on the left, and a row was built like a dormitory, and the cattle used to be kept here. On the right is the kitchen and living room, the space is relatively large, I remember that there is a small black room behind the kitchen, which is connected to the kitchen, which should be used to store items, there is no window, and I can't see my fingers in the daytime.

Downstairs, there are no belongings, only some traces of the past life, even the earthen stove has collapsed, even the small black room and we have entered, it is well preserved, but the gloomy makes me a little uncomfortable.

I searched downstairs and didn't find anything abnormal, maybe it was too long, even if some clues were left at the beginning, they were wiped out by time.

"Yuanwa, why don't we go upstairs and have a look?" Brother Marijuana proposed.

I thought about it, shook my head and said, "Don't forget it, I've been upstairs many times when I was a child, and it's nothing special." Judging by the degree of corrosion of the planks, don't risk it, and it's getting dark, so let's go back first. ”

"What are you afraid of, this building is not high, even if it really falls, it won't hurt your muscles and bones, so we'll go up and hug your eyes and come down immediately." I saw that he was so determined, and I didn't go to look at it, so I guess he wouldn't give up, so I had to follow.

The wooden ladder is half a meter wide, and many of the planks in the middle cannot be settled, but the main beams on both sides are still very strong, and there is a patio next to it, which is now almost overgrown with grass. I held on to the sides, trying to exert my hands as hard as I could, and it didn't take much effort to go up.

The upstairs was rotting even more, with rain leaking in many places, and the wooden planks were rotten, so we tried to settle down along the main beams. Up the ladder was a hanging tower, stacked with dry straw that had been around for an unknown number of years, and it was all black.

The top of the cowshed is my dad's room when they were young, my grandfather heard that he also gave birth to a son and three daughters, but my second grandfather died early, and died of illness before leaving an heir, and the second uncle passed under the name of the second grandfather when he was a child, so I called him the second uncle since I was a child. Not long after the death of the second grandfather, the second grandmother remarried, I also saw it when I was a child, she was a woman who didn't like to talk much, she rarely went back to Hutou Village, and the second uncle didn't take it away, and it was just in the name of a passive. The eldest of the three aunts and the second also passed away a few years ago, and the third aunt and her son went to Shenzhen to settle down, and I haven't seen them for many years.

My grandfather has three sons and two daughters, my sister-in-law also settled in Shenzhen, and will come back every year after the Spring Festival.

On the other side is my grandfather's bedroom, which can be seen to be the master bedroom, which should have been where my grandfather lived before, very spacious, just above the kitchen.

We went straight into the master bedroom, where a bed was still there and a tent hung on it, but it was rotten. On both sides of the door of the master bedroom are wardrobes and a few large wooden boxes, the wardrobe is empty, the large wooden boxes are placed with unwanted quilts, and some are filled with cotton clothes, which are probably thrown away, and they are dusty after a few turnovers.

"Let's go, I said I didn't have anything to see." I urged.

Brother Hemp was a little lost, looked at it a few times and said, "Isn't there a room in the back?" It's not bad to take these steps. ”

I was really speechless, there was really something in the back room, it was the longevity bed that my grandfather prepared for himself, that is, the coffin. It is customary for the elderly here to prepare a coffin for themselves in advance and store it in the attic, which will not be moved unless there are special circumstances.

This house is relatively well preserved, there is no leakage, and the wooden planks have also been renovated, obviously my dad and they specially protected my grandfather's life bed.

It was cloudy and dark quickly, and it was already a little blurry after such efforts, and we had to turn on the flashlight function of our mobile phones.

The coffin is made of red lacquer, which is very common, against the back wall, and the two ends are erected with wooden benches, and the customs of the hometown are not allowed to fall to the ground. There are also wooden planks that sit aside, presumably left over from the renovation.

After watching it for a long time, it's really nothing special, it seems that the two of us are suspicious and plan to go back. When I pushed it out, I suddenly felt that something was wrong, and when I walked to the bedroom and saw me walking back, Brother Marijuana urged, "Go, haven't you seen it?" While we could see each other, we went back to the village. ”

"Wait, Brother Marijuana, do you feel something is wrong?" I looked at the room where the shoucai was placed and said to the marijuana.

"What's wrong? Isn't every longevity bed like this? Brother Marijuana wondered.

I said, "It's not a bed, it's space." ”

"What do you mean?"

As I spoke, I gestured, "This is the hanging tower, and the edge of the house is below, right?" Below the bedroom is the kitchen, and from here to here, and then there is the small black room used to store things, but the space in this room is obviously wider than the small black room. ”

I measured the distance as I walked, according to my vague memory, the small black room was not wide, about four or five meters, but this room was much more spacious, how could there be so much more space? Could it be a visual illusion of a small dark house?

"You're thinking too much, maybe it's too dark down there, and you've misjudged, and even if there's a little more space, there's still a roof behind you." Brother Marijuana said.

I still felt a little weird, so I asked Brother Marijuana to go down, but Brother Marijuana couldn't help me, so I had to go down.

When he called me in the small black room, I asked him to hit the back side against the wall with a stick, and I heard the wooden plank vibrating more than a meter from the wall upstairs, and the extra was the place where the coffin was kept, there was no reason to build such a thick wall. I found a piece of wood and knocked on the extra part, which was empty underneath, so I quickly called Brother Hemp to find a tool to pry it up.

But this place has been abandoned for a long time, and there are still any tools left, and this plank is very strong, and it is difficult to open it with bare hands.

Brother Hemp said he went back to the village to find the guy and asked me to wait for him. I casually responded to his sentence to go and come back quickly, I was not afraid, maybe I would have been scared before, but Chongling has experienced so many terrible things, and my nerves have been exercised a lot.

When I was idle, I found a rusty wood knife in the pile of wooden planks, and I couldn't care so much, so I got under the coffin and pried it up.

It didn't take much effort, I pried open a piece of the plank, and there was really space in the black hole below, and I touched it with a wood knife to my side, which was the wall, and the other side couldn't touch the edge. I hurriedly pried open a few more pieces, revealing a big hole, and took a look down with my mobile phone, and found that there was a ladder going down next to it.

I thought to myself, this is made by my grandfather? So what is it used to hide? Since this house has been renovated, my dad must have known about its existence and never told me about it, either because there was nothing in it, or everyone was hiding a secret from me.

I couldn't wait, I couldn't wait for Brother Hemp, so I stepped on the ladder on both sides of the hole and climbed all the way down. The ladder was very long, far higher than the distance to the ground, and it was estimated that it took me five or six meters to climb before I stepped on the ground. Then turn left, and on this side is the hill behind the house, which seems to have been designed when the house was built. Next to the mountain wall, it prevents people from passing by often, and the less people walk, the less likely they will be discovered, and the smaller the possibility of a small collapse of the space.

I silently calculated, about seven or eight meters to the end, there was a small wooden door at the end, locked, it was the kind of old-fashioned copper lock, now no one used it.

At this point, I was a little hesitant to smash it open, since my family was hiding it from me, obviously they had thought it through, I knew that this secret was better than not knowing, I was obviously disobeying my father's order by doing this, but I couldn't bear the anxiety of concealment, and it was okay not to let me know that there was such a thing, since I knew it, I guess I wouldn't be able to get out for a long time if I didn't figure it out.