Wangcai's strength was really not covered, and it was almost effortless, and it found the entrance to the secret passage.

The secret passage is hidden in the study, and there is a huge oil painting hanging at the entrance, on which is painted He Hui, in a suit and leather shoes, very successful people.

We rotated a vase on the Bogu shelf, and He Hui's portrait turned half a circle clockwise along the central axis.

In the secret room, he couldn't see anything, only felt a faint air current, which was cool and cool.

Tan Zhe and I each turned on the flashlight on our mobile phones, and followed Wangcai towards the secret passage one after the other.

My aunt and grandmother were following us, but as soon as she took a step, her face suddenly changed. I saw her looking around in the secret passage with a blue face, then clapped her hands and greeted Wangcai who was running in front: "Wangcai is back, let's go back."

Wangcai was only slightly stunned, then stretched out his tongue and walked on his two front legs, jumping and jumping back to the arms of his aunt and grandmother.

My aunt and grandmother brushed the hair on Wangcai's body, stood at the entrance of the secret passage and refused to go inside, she said to the two of us: "Okay, I will help everything I can." Further on, we have to put forward conditions! ”

I glanced at Tan Zhe and said, "Then don't bother your old man." Let's go find Zhao Kite by ourselves. ”

My aunt and grandmother didn't say much, their bodies twisted, turned into wisps of green smoke and disappeared.

Tan Zhe and I walked in the secret passage for a while, and when we turned the corner, we came across a spiral staircase that went down. This staircase is a bit steep, and Tan Zhe and I stood on the top and went down to play the flashlight, and I felt a little bottomless.

I walked slowly down with a flashlight in front of me, and after about twelve or thirteen steps, I suddenly felt the soles of my feet slip and my body fell back uncontrollably.

There were no handrails on the stairs, and if Tan Zhe hadn't grabbed me from behind, I would have rolled down the stairs with a bone.

I squatted down the stairs and gasped for air, cold sweat running down my forehead. If you get out, you'll be crippled if you don't die.

Tan Zhe took a flashlight on the stairs and scolded: "I don't know who is so lacking in virtue that he actually waxed on this section of the stairs!"

I swallowed hard and said, "Let's be careful." It seems that someone calculated that this place would be broken into, so they set a trap on the stairs in advance. If we don't pay attention, we're afraid we won't even be able to find the bones. ”

After calming down a little, Tan Zhe and I continued to walk forward, this time, I didn't dare to take it lightly, I was extra careful with every step, and I would only get down when I saw it.

After walking down fifty or sixty steps in a row, we could clearly feel that the air around us had become humid. Tan Zhe asked me, "We should have gone underground, right?"

He spoke in a strong voice, like several Tan Zhe squatting in the dark, and as soon as he spoke, the others followed suit.

The He family's underground secret room was simple in structure, a long, dark corridor, with only a small door at the end.

There was orange light and shadow flowing through the crack of the door, but unfortunately, such a warm color looked particularly strange in a dark corridor.

We were about to enter the hallway when I staggered so violently that I almost fell into the mud.

When I looked back, I saw a small circular bump on the ground in the middle of the hallway, with a face carved into it with a nose and eyes. Its two large eyes widened to the extreme, staring intently at the closed door deep in the hallway.

Tan Zhe and I were still afraid of the wax on the stairs, for fear that someone would also trick the corridor, so we were extra careful with every step.

As we walked, we discovered something unique about this corridor.

The walls of the hallway, the ceiling, and even the floor are painted. However, the colors have long since fallen off, and because the underground chambers are dark and damp, they are covered with mold. If it weren't for Tan Zhe's good eyesight, we would never have found it.

After careful identification, we found that the content of the painting is related to hell, and in short, it is the scene of the eighteen layers of hell that has been passed down through the folk.

Moreover, the order of the eighteen layers of hell is also reversed. In other words, near the doorway is the first level of tongue pulling hell, then the second layer of scissor hell, then the third, fourth, and eighteenth level of knife and saw hell.

The picture above is brutal and intuitive, and even if the colors have fallen off, one can still imagine the bloody scene of arms and legs flying.

Tan Zhe and I didn't dare to stay for long, so we only took a cursory look and walked quickly towards the gate.

The gate was made of iron, mottled with rust long ago, and almost slag off at the slightest touch.

Tan Zhe gently pushed the door open, and when he entered, he saw an altar. On the altar are two statues of gods, more than half a man tall, one with the head of a cow and the other with the face of a horse. They held inch-long knives and axes in their hands, and behind them hung floor-length black shawls. It's terrifying.

The bull heads and horses stood facing each other, and the two of them bowed their heads, as if staring at a black clay jar in the middle.

The jar looked like an urn, with a small red bowl upside down at the top, and two long strips of yellow paper crossed on the bowl, although it was a bit long and there was a lot of dust on it, but it could still be seen to be like two charms.

"Kite!" Tan Zhe suddenly screamed, left me and ran towards the corner of the room.

I looked in the direction he was running and saw Zhao Fengkite lying there, facing up on his back, his eyes closed, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Tan Zhe ran over and pushed her body and shook it a few times, but Zhao Fengkite didn't even react at all. Tan Zhe looked back at me and asked, "What should I do?" But before he finished his word "do", he suddenly yelled at me: "Be careful!"

I barely had time to react, I just felt a kick in the back, and my whole body was unsteady on my feet, and I fell forward in embarrassment.

Tan Zhe put down Zhao Fengkite and helped me up, and the two of us faced the menacing He Xinke and He Zixin, and our hearts were cold.

"Long time no see, Miss He."

He Xinke was wearing loose sportswear, with a ponytail tied behind his head, and when he didn't speak, he looked like a gentle and lovely little sister next door, and when he spoke, his voice was hoarse like an old woman who was about to die.

He Xinke said: "I didn't expect to meet you again in such a way!" What I didn't expect was that you would be in the same league as Du Jing's slut. ”

Tan Zhe and I were stunned, and couldn't help but ask her, "What's wrong with your throat?" How did it get like this? What about Du Jing? Where is she? ”

He Xinke smiled "hehe", and her voice was very strange, as if something was stuck in her throat. She said: "I got to this point, isn't it all due to Du Jing's slut?"