At first glance, the ancestral hall is very large, the threshold is high in my calf, and I can only see the top of the door when I look up.

I walked in after Ma Ming, and after a cursory glance, the interior was even more empty than the outside, the area was equivalent to a college football field about one and a half times, and the wooden tables where the tablets were placed were raised layer by layer, like a small lecture hall, and the wind howled outside, and the prayer flags hanging from the eaves were faintly floating.

"Squeak!" A fat rat scurried past my feet and startled me. Then, a 'poof' sound that fell into the depths came, and Ma Ming, who was groping for the tribute table, was stunned for a moment, and the flashlight swept under the stage, and the curtain that was broken open by the rat was still shaking slightly. He squatted down and lifted the curtain, and muttered strangely, no wonder he couldn't find it, it was hidden here.

I followed the peep and saw that there was a hidden cellar covered by wooden planks under the stage, which was originally dusty and very hidden, but a crack was opened by rats, revealing the dark entrance underneath. Seeing that it was dirty, Ma Ming shook it with a flashlight and motioned for me to explore first.

Reluctantly, but knowing that it was my job, I crouched down and rubbed my palms against the wooden floor, pushing the plank away with a single force, completely revealing the hole underneath. Probably enough for an adult to go over, I told Ma Ming, he climbed in with a flashlight, and the light swept away, only to see a downward staircase winding out of it, bottomless, leading to the unknown underground.

Ma Ming beckoned to me, motioned for me to hold the flashlight, I took the flashlight, I saw that he was going to go down, took out a match from his pocket and shook it at the mouth of the cellar, this move was to prevent the air below from being thin, and people fell into a coma because of excess carbon dioxide after going down. The lighter burned to the hand, but the light of the fire was still shining and unaffected. It seems that there must be some other entrance below, keeping the airflow flowing.

Seeing this, Ma Ming took off his coat, which was a little in the way, threw it aside, and went into the cellar. The cellar here is not usual, the cellar of ordinary people is generally used to store pickled dishes, and it is generally not built under a place like the ancestral hall, and the second is that the volume range is small, and there is no end in sight like this.

Ma Ming stepped on the crumbling spiral ladder, the wood was very old, covered with dust, rotten and crumbling, and the crunching and overwhelming moans came into my ears, I said: "Manager Ma, you can be careful, when the ladder is broken, pay attention not to step on the air and fall down." ”

As soon as I heard the sound of the horse's voice, I heard the loud sound of the wood breaking, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was heard continuously. I hurriedly called on my flashlight and asked, "Are you alright?" ”

There was no response from below for a long time, and after a long time, a black spot appeared under the light, which was the top of Ma Ming's head, and he waved his hand at me and scolded: "You kid is really a crow's mouth!" ”

It was rare for me to see him embarrassed, and I couldn't help but laugh out: "Do you blame me for your own bad luck?" Saying that, he threw down the flashlight, Ma Ming caught it and glanced around, tsk twice, I hurriedly asked him what was going on, he said there was no danger, let me come down and take a look.

So I went down to see that the ladder was definitely useless, so I tied a rope to a pillar five meters away, tied it in a dead knot, and slid down with my hands. Ma Ming caught the backpack below, I fell to the end, the rope was a little shorter, straightened two meters from the ground, I jumped off the head as soon as I rushed, but fell to the ground and broke my foot, and suddenly fell to the groan.

A stab in front of my eyes, it was Ma Ming who shone my eyes with a flashlight, and asked what was wrong, I got up from the ground and stomped my feet, feeling that there was nothing else wrong except the pain point, plus the man's self-esteem, so I said that there was no big problem. Ma Ming sighed, turned around with a flashlight. I had time to look around, and it was a very narrow underground corridor, not spacious, about the width of two women passing side by side, but it was deep and dark with no end in sight.

There were a few debris on both sides of the aisle, and the floor was covered with dead leaves and dust, which made me feel the impact of my foot slowly, and I didn't fork the bones directly.

I looked around and didn't find anything unusual, Ma Ming turned off the flashlight, took out the fire fold and blew it, the flame swayed from side to side, and finally blew to the right fixedly. Ma Ming turned and walked to the left.

I followed him and asked, "What the hell is this place?" ”

Ma Ming didn't answer, and the surroundings were quiet, only the sound of footsteps crushing on the dead leaves was heard. After walking for about ten minutes, my ankle sprain worsened, and I felt red and swollen afterwards, and I had to limp to keep up with him. I stopped and leaned against the wall, rolled up my trouser legs and took a look, a large area of shocking bruises, hissed, and was about to stop Ma Ming, only to find that he had stopped not far ahead.

As you progress, the color of the surrounding walls changes at some point. The original concrete wall was somehow turned into a brick wall. The color is slightly lighter than the cement wall.

As I looked over, he took a small hammer out of his bag, chiseled a brick down, put it in his mouth and chewed it. I was startled and asked what you were eating? Ma Ming squatted in place and didn't speak, I even suspected that he had hit the devil, and was about to lean over to take a look, when Ma Ming suddenly turned around and stuffed a knocked-down brick into my mouth.

The smell of clods in the mouth is clear, and the dust is wiped clean so that there is no dirty feeling that is difficult to swallow, but it is unacceptable to the heart. I was about to spit out the bricks when I suddenly took a sip of my tongue and tasted something familiar.

The smell made me hesitate for a moment, and then the hard shell melted in my mouth, it was a little moldy old corn paste, which was wrapped in diluted sesame paste, and it should have been mixed with something else.

"It's like a compressed cookie." I commented.

Ma Ming patted the dust off his hands and said, "This is a grain brick." ”

I heard it and said curiously, "Is there really such a thing?" ”

There are also rumors of this in my hometown village. The last time I heard the old people in the family chatting, the Tao was the war period before the establishment of the new dynasty, the rich family in order to ensure the survival resources, will spend a lot of manpower and material resources to hollow out the foundation of the house, build an escape tunnel, the tunnel not only stores important strategic materials, shelter from the war hidden room, even the walls are made of a special brick. It seems to be no different from ordinary bricks, but in fact, it is all grain made of paste and air-dried, also called grain bricks. He also said that during the Great Leap Forward, there was a poor family that did not starve to death by boiling grain bricks.

The older generation were all slaves of the bourgeoisie, and the landlords were synonymous with heinousness in their eyes. There is an elderly grandmother in my hometown, who is in a state of confusion, and every day she thinks that the landlord snatched her child to make a crib. In fact, it was her own miscarriage when she was young, and no one snatched her child.

I usually listen to this kind of rumor as a strange rumor as a crib, but I didn't expect to see it in the underground of Qingtong Manor.

Moving on, turning the corner, you will see abandoned warehouses lining the corridor ahead. The door was not locked, and it opened with a slight push, but I don't know how long it was forgotten, and as soon as the door was opened, there were bursts of smoke and dust. Ma Ming walked in and inspected the circle, all of which were some grain and grass that had been hoarded for many years, which had aged into black gluten. He turned around and shrugged at me and said, "Nothing." ”

At that moment, a pale hand reached out from the darkness and rested on his shoulder. I came down in a cold sweat, and was about to call for caution, when the hands disappeared again, as fast as my delusion. Ma Ming saw that my expression was wrong, so he asked me what was wrong, I trembled my lips, swallowed my saliva, and said what happened to my hand. Seeing Ma Ming's serious face, he rolled up the sleeve of his T-shirt and shone a flashlight on his shoulder, I followed and looked, a pitch-black palm print gradually appeared on his shoulder, and his face became pale and unnatural.

He and I fell silent. I knew that this place was cruel, but I didn't expect that Ma Ming would be hit as soon as he came in, he was a very powerful god in my eyes. I already felt unreliable, but now I added a little fear to my heart.

Ma Ming said, "Damn, it's a curse mark." ”

When people on the grassland herd sheep, they will tie a ribbon to the horns of the sheep, which means that it is their own sheep. The spell mark is also something similar, the ghost has placed a spell mark on you, it means that it has set its sights on you, and you are its prey, caught and hunted until death. Ma Ming should have been fully prepared before he came, but he still couldn't prevent it.

"What then? Are you sure if we're going to go back first? I said urgently.

"Nope." Ma Ming shook his head firmly and slowly: "The more you escape, the faster you die." At this point, the only way to do this is to move on, find out the cause and effect, and solve that thing. ”

My palms were drenched with sweat, and as soon as I didn't pay attention, the flashlight fell, and I rolled away in a certain direction. I took a few quick steps to pick up the flashlight, and when I got up again, a closed door appeared in front of me.

At first glance, this door is no different from the others, the only difference is that it is locked, and it seems to hide a secret that will not see the light of day.

I went up and pulled the lock. A hundred years later, the quality of this lock is still excellent, and the thick iron chain of the arm goes around the door several times, which is shocking. Ma Ming walked over with a simple handful of the spell mark on his shoulder, frowned when he saw this, and said, "I seem to have seen an axe in that warehouse just now, I'll go get it." "It's obviously unrealistic to break the chains, so you can only use an axe to split the door and enter.

When I saw that he was going back to the warehouse, I said, "Why don't I go?" ”

Ma Ming shook his head and refused: "Whoever goes is the same." The people it finds on its own volition don't mean it's okay to stay there. ”

I said, "Okay, you go." I'll give you the light. ”