The two people in the photo looked very familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had seen them, so I stuffed the picture in my pocket and went to look at the drawer of the desk.

There was nothing in the two small drawers on the left and right, which had been deformed by blisters, and there was an honest padlock on the middle drawer.

I lifted it up under the table and saw that this drawer was supposed to contain something, much heavier than the two next to it.

I pulled out the keychain, and there was a small Swiss Army knife on top of it and an aper spur on the inside. I inserted the aper spur under the hinge and pried it up, and the whole padlock fell directly to the ground, and the sound of the lock hitting the concrete floor looked extremely eerie in the silent basement.

I always felt something watching at me, and when I looked around, I saw nothing but a glimmer of light coming through the crack in the iron door.

I calmed down and pulled out the whole drawer, which contained a lot of things, but mostly old useless objects.

There was a newspaper under the drawer, and I opened it to find a key pressed underneath.

How can there be a key here, after the general furniture is not used, it will definitely clean up the contents of the drawer, even if the key is useless, it is impossible to put it here, and it is still pressed under the newspaper.

I looked through it again, but I couldn't find anything useful, the newspaper was a cultural evening newspaper from 1970, which was already yellowed, and when I picked it up, it became two halves.

I pushed the drawer in, and at this time I already felt that Chen Baiyan had deceived me, and there was nothing here.

The basement is gloomy, the smell of the sewage pipe is very bad, and one of the nozzles has become old and began to drip water, thinking that after going out, I must remind the third uncle to repair it, otherwise the basement will definitely be flooded.

I shone a flashlight to see if the dripping water had damaged the ground, but suddenly I felt that something was wrong, the water dripping on the ground did not converge and flowed down a gap next to it.

I felt that there was something wrong here, so I squatted down next to the gap and looked carefully, and there were a pair of footprints on the dust, which looked like they had been left in the past few days, and there were two scratches next to the gap, which were left by something that had been moved.

Could it be that there's something down there?

I tapped my finger on the ground next to the gap a few times, it turned out to be hollow, there must be space underground, could it be that the old man asked me to come and see this?

I moved all the chairs next to the gap to the side, and found that there was a stone slab on the concrete floor, and there were two scratches on the right side of the stone slab.

Sure enough, I plunged my saber through the gap, pried up an edge, and pushed it to the right, and the whole slab moved to the side, revealing a hole in the bottom.

I was taken aback, the flashlight in this cave was only about 20 meters down, and it looked like it was a long time old. I wondered if I should go down and have a look, and all the things that might be useful were placed below, but when I looked at this deep and dark hole, I felt a flutter in my heart at the thought of what terrible things I might see when I went down.

What will the second uncle put down there, what is the second uncle hiding, I lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, suppressing my beating heart, and kept hesitating whether to go down.

After thinking about it carefully, I felt that it was impossible, since the second uncle could dig this hole downstairs by himself, it was impossible to plant a bomb in it, the second uncle had not lacked the heart to this point, and it was very likely that the second uncle stole the artifact, and it may be too tight to make a move and hide it here. If that's the case, there's no danger, and if you don't, your curiosity will torture you to death.

I threw away the cigarette butt, put the flashlight in my mouth, stepped on the gap in the cave wall and began to climb down, just a few meters I knew that this was a well, four or five meters above it was still built with bluestone bricks, and the bottom was an earthen wall, and because it should have dried up, there was a wind blowing up from the bottom.

By the time I stepped on the ground, my calves were already shaking, and the walls of the cave were covered with slippery moss, and stepping on it was like stepping on ice, and I almost slipped down several times. When I thought of the second uncle carrying a dead weapon here as a gecko, I felt very uncomfortable with that kind of scene.

I looked around at the bottom of the well, and I saw that there was a hole in the wall of the cave on one side, about one meter high, and a black iron door appeared two or three meters inside the hole. This kind of iron gate is made of solid iron, and if you don't have a key, you can't even blow up a mortar.

It's just that the lock on the iron door looks very new, there is no sign of rust, it is damp here, and the metal will corrode quickly, this lock should be a new lock that has only been replaced recently.

I suddenly remembered the key I found in the drawer, inserted it and tried to twist it, and suddenly there was a clang, and the lock was opened. I was startled, took the lock in my hand and looked at it, and found that it was a set of locks, and the cylinder inside was old, but it was replaced with a lock sleeve.

The wind blew in from behind the iron door, I gently opened the iron door, there was not much space inside, the first thing I saw was a desk, there was an oil lamp on it, and a notebook, I went in and opened it, and found that there were some very strange symbols and some pictures that I couldn't understand.

After turning through a dozen pages and finding that it was all these, I saw that there was also a drawer, and the moment I reached out to open it, I suddenly felt that there was something else here, and it was behind me at this time.

Just now, when the flashlight passed through the glass cover of the oil lamp, a shadow suddenly appeared on it, and this shadow was behind me.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on my back, and I felt hairy in my heart, not knowing what was behind it, but my intuition told me that the thing behind me was a living thing, and I might not be able to settle it.

I stood like this for more than ten seconds, nothing appeared behind me, I thought I was wrong, moved my stiff neck, and slowly looked back.

Just as I was halfway through, suddenly a voice came from behind me, and it turned out to be a child's laughter.

I exploded in an instant, my legs began to weaken, and there was a child at the bottom of the well more than ten meters deep, and he was still smiling at me.

My palms were already full of sweat, and I had been frozen for a few minutes, and I couldn't bear the torture of this fear, and my heart turned back violently, and I saw a scene that made me creepy in an instant.

Holy, what the hell is this.

Two or three meters behind me, there was a red baby coffin, the coffin had been opened, and a baby was standing in the coffin looking at me, her blue-black skin had begun to shrink, and her black eyes were staring straight at me.