Chapter 3: The Secret Room
He broke free from the touch, his heart suddenly became firm, he took two steps back and stood straight in front of Mu Feng, and said with great courage: "Grandpa, why didn't you scold me today?" ”
He felt strange, but he couldn't say how strange it was.
Mu Feng lowered his eyes and was silent for a long time, and the hot tea in his hand emitted wisps of white smoke as if to tell something, in this strange atmosphere, the grandfather and grandson were in a stalemate for a while.
"Coming soon......" Mu Feng said something vaguely, but Mu Xichen didn't understand a word, or didn't hear what he said at all.
"Grandpa?" Mu Xichen poked his head out, he would always listen to his grandfather's words, but at this moment, there was a trace of "resistance" in his heart.
Hearing his grandson say this, Mu Feng laughed instead. "If you are not indifferent, you will not be ambitious, and if you are not quiet, you will not be far-reaching. Your heart is not mature enough, and you need to go through the wind and rain. So, take your time. "
Mu Xichen thoughtfully: "Nature? Grandpa, you can make it clear......"
Late at night, engulfing everything in this town, Mu Feng glanced at the ancient clock hanging on the wall, lit a roll of tobacco leaves, and immediately white smoke rose, blurring the vision of the two. "It's not early, we have classes tomorrow, let's sleep." Mu Feng urged.
Mu Xichen didn't say a word, but the expression on his face had already betrayed and he was full of doubts. He stood for a long time, not knowing how to speak, so he had to go back to his room.
Mu Feng sat on the recliner until he felt cold in the middle of the night before dragging his heavy steps upstairs. The wooden ladder babbles from years of disrepair, and he touches the groundbreaking murals of Pangu on the wall, holding on to the handrail carved with dragon patterns on one side. Muttering, "Should I do this......
Mu Xichen returned to the room with the anxiety in his heart, he bored to turn over the yellow book in his hand that was about to be turned over - "The Classic of Mountains and Seas", at this time, his heart was not on the book, with the turning of the pages in his hand, listening to the sound of the book, the atmosphere seemed to have once again entered an indescribable, unclear strange realm.
Suddenly, the old and infiltrating voice appeared in his mind again: "You should remember...... It's time for you to remember! ”
The voice could not be calmed in his heart for a long time, and the light in the room seemed to have a problem, and it became flickering and flickering.
At this moment, Mu Xichen felt as if he was in a place he had never been to, and he had completely lost his familiarity with the world, and the old voice changed its meaning: "Yin and Yang are infinitely wonderful, and the six towns are still in the nineteenth palace, if you can reach the Yin and Yang principles, the world is in one palm." ”
Chenzi suddenly felt that this voice was not so infiltrating and terrifying, but he felt that this voice was very familiar to him, which made him feel a sense of security that he had not felt for a long time, as if he had entered the arms of his relatives......
"Go, kid, the road ahead is only for you, and only you can open the door this time, don't let it down......"
Suddenly, the voice vanished, and he jumped out of the place he was completely unfamiliar with.
When I opened my eyes, a sharp soreness swept over my body.
He looked up and saw that the time was already around half past six in the morning, which seemed to make him even more confused, and he looked around, only to find that he had crawled on his desk all night, and there was only the yellowed "Classic of Mountains and Seas" on the table.
The sky was hazy, and there was still a crescent moon hanging in the west, and a sense of joy suddenly rose in my heart, and I thought back to the illusion of last night, and it was completely clear without deviation.
"These ...... What the hell is it? He clenched his fists, the corners of his mouth rising inadvertently, almost causing the sun to fall for him.
"No, you have to tell Fat He about this matter quickly, he will definitely die of excitement when he hears it!"
But anyone with a long brain can see that the joy in Mu Xichen's heart and the desire for the unknown have become stronger.
But before that, he still has to meet a particularly important person, that is, his grandfather Mu Feng. He had to figure out what his grandfather meant, so hard that he had forgotten something? Still is......
He wasn't sure, but he vaguely felt that it had something to do with the fact that he was able to see ghosts since he was a child.
"Old man! Old man! Mu Xichen shouted loudly at the top of his voice, and the long corridor was full of his echoes. Originally, at this time grandpa would read the newspaper on the sofa in the living room as usual, but now it is just an empty living room.
"Old man? Strange, haven't you gotten up yet? He slowly swayed from the living room to the old man's bedroom, thinking that the old man would be lazy in bed, but the bed had already been laid out and the miscellaneous items were neatly arranged.
The floor-to-ceiling windows in the bedroom were tightly closed, making the air in the room smell bad.
He coughed violently and quickly exited the room. Leaning against the bedroom door and gasping quietly, I found that my heart was pounding several beats.
"What am I going to do here, am I still dreaming?"
Maybe he's in the kitchen? Toilet? Or is it the little garden outside? So he shook the kitchen and the bathroom again.
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody!
The surroundings were eerily quiet, and there was no longer the same life as before.
The only thing that comforted Mu Xichen was that fortunately it was already daylight, otherwise he would definitely be too scared to move.
Reason told him that this was normal, that grandpa might just be out on business, or maybe he was insane? Give yourself countless explanations in your head, what is the situation? He stole a glance out, and the person standing there a second had smiled softly at him before disappearing.
He rubbed his eyes, could it be that he was looking at flowers again?
"Everything was so strangely quiet......"
"Old man......" Mu Xichen's attitude changed suddenly, thinking that he had matured, it turned out that this was just a corner of the vast universe.
I was shocked, is he the only one in this house?
He stepped back into the room, and at the end of the hallway, something loomed. It was originally a long and dark corridor, but when a faint white light appeared at the end, it would indeed startle many people.
But Mu Xichen is different, although he still has a lot of goosebumps, he still thinks: What is that? Something seems to have opened, why haven't I ever been in before? Maybe grandpa is inside.
Mu Xichen took a closer look, his footsteps suddenly stopped, he felt numb all over his body, and it was difficult to move a step.
At the end of the hallway, a figure stood there vaguely, he had never seen these things for the past twenty years, he didn't believe in ghosts when he was a child, but now he had discovered something unbelievable.
He has yin and yang eyes!