Soon Li Jun also left, he just learned the news and made a temporary detour to tell me.

And I didn't know until now that our family and Hu Yinman's family have such a big relationship.

When I got home in the evening, I tried to find some information about the ghost kingdom on the Internet, but it all ended in vain, because the things on the Internet were not at all extensible.

Turning off the computer, I made myself a pot of tea and lay down on the sofa chair on the balcony. I enjoy the feeling, and this is the only thing I can relax in this fast-paced life, especially looking at the lights outside the balcony and feeling the wind blowing through the cracks in the window.

Since the beginning of summer, I have been tired of running around, between turnover and Yongxiu and Sichuan, in my head, either my father or grandfather, I am too tired, and now I need to relax the most.

I closed my eyes and smelled the tea, but I didn't fall asleep, I went through everything from beginning to end with red eyes for a few hours, in fact, the source of everything has to start from the coffin found by Hu Yinman's house.

And the surname Gu Yue is a surname that does not exist, I don't understand the meaning, or the people of this family don't want to have a record in history at all. Why would such a family be hit by the dragon coffin?

Actually, I should have imagined this a long time ago, how could it be a bronze coffin, how could it float in the water?

The coffin must have been dug up from the Makufu Mountains according to the records of the Marquis of Haidu, and after it was dug up, the coffin was hidden in their home, but the flood washed away their house that day, and the coffin was revealed.

But why would they turn the coffin they dug up?

The answer is also very simple, I finally figured it out at zero o'clock, because it was not an empty coffin at all, there must be a huge secret hidden in the coffin, and their family emptied the secret inside the coffin, and then thought about making a lot of money from it while hindering the coffin being discovered.

So the truth of that year can be imagined, that family was originally a family of tomb robbers.

I wonder if I should go to the Hu family back then and confirm my inner thoughts?

In a trance, there were successive voices outside the window, glanced at the time, it was already 1 o'clock, and the night food stall downstairs also cleaned up and left, Yongxiu at this point in time, finally began to return to calm, I stretched my waist, got up groggyly, and maintained this posture for more than 6 hours, and my legs and waist were already painful at this time. I sighed and couldn't help but sigh that the years were urging me to grow old, and I thought that when I was in college, it was okay to stay up all night for two nights in a row, and now I am drowsy at only 1 o'clock.

"But do you want to go?"

I admit that I am a difficult choice, and my hesitation is the biggest problem in my life. I often have a long queue, and when I get to the stall, I haven't thought about whether to eat sweetened tofu brain or salty tofu brain.

"Let's go for a while!" I pressed my temples, thinking that since I was in the middle of it, there were some things that I had to figure out, and at least I had to confirm my suspicions.

Then I borrowed a car and drove to the lower reaches of the Xiu River, which is Tujiabu, in the early years, my grandmother worked as a Chinese teacher in this area, so I am also familiar with this place, and I am in the student business, so I have a lot of contacts with some high school students living in the vicinity.

When I arrived at the place, I found a student who usually drinks milk tea here and asked him to take me to visit this neighborhood, because the matter of the dragon coffin was very open in Yongxiu, so most of the old people in the village have a deep memory of that incident, and I think what I want to know will soon get results.

However, the ultimate purpose of my coming here is not to inquire about the coffin, but the origin of the Hu family, because as far as I know, the people in this area are all surnamed Gan, and there is no surname Hu, so I still have a lot of questions about which family moved here.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for me to find out that the Hu family had moved from the Three Gorges, and they belonged to the immigrants who had been reconstructed in the Three Gorges. But no one knows their specific origins, but I feel that the family is very mysterious, usually has no job, but does not worry about food and clothing, I was stunned for a moment, this time the clues are all broken.

Hearing this, I have probably confirmed what I thought in my heart yesterday, their Hu family is really a person who has done tomb robbery, otherwise how could they have nothing to do during the day, but they don't have to worry about food and clothing? It must be at night, often interspersed between the Yin and Yang tombs.

"And where does their family live now?" I sat on a stone bench at the door, holding the tea that my aunt brought out of the house.

The aunt pointed to a dilapidated house not far away: "I actually said that I made a fortune more than ten years ago and moved away, and the old house in the countryside is also empty, and it has been placed there!" ”

It was a brick house made of mud, belonging to a very old country building, which had been dilapidated over the years, and although the wooden door was locked, the cracks in the walls were enough for one person to enter and exit. I said goodbye to my aunt, turned on my phone, turned on the flashlight function, and squeezed through the crack.

It is a three-bedroom, two-hall house. I don't know if it's because of the rain in recent days, the whole house looks particularly damp, the air exudes a smell of decay, in the long-maintained house, the lower and upper Xuanfang beams on the ceiling have fallen to the ground, and I can hear the crunch sound from time to time when I step on it.

In the middle of the living room is a large round table, and on the wall hangs a huge fresco of an electronic clock, under which is a Buddhist platform with a Bodhisattva enshrined on it, and electronic candlesticks on either side.

Very ordinary in a house.

Took two steps. A gust of wind blew in through the cracks, and a room of ash drifted up, and I was choked, and then a dark shadow flashed in front of me, startling me, a little caught off guard, and the phone fell to the ground.

I looked along the place where the black shadow was, and suddenly found that it was actually a black cat, I scolded in my heart that it was really unlucky, thinking that this person's back was bad luck, and I could meet a rare demon in the ancient tomb, and I could still be frightened by a cat in the old house in the countryside, I waved my hand, fanning the turbid air in front of me, while freeing one hand to cover my mouth, while bending down to pick up the phone, but at this time I suddenly found that there was a series of footprints in this house.

The footprints were faint, they must have been left many days ago, but even so, they were very eye-catching in the dusty house.

I followed the footprints and looked forward, and then I came to a bedroom, and there was a low bed in the bedroom, no, it should be said to be a couch bed, but his couch bed was a little high, and the footprints disappeared inexplicably in front of the bed!

"Ghost bed?" I was taken aback.

"That's not right." I thought for a moment, and then I shone my flashlight under the bed. Suddenly, I saw a thick layer of dust under the bed, but there was a long drag mark in the middle of the ash traces, and sure enough, someone had climbed in.

I hurriedly crawled down and crawled in.

As the light spread, I found that the dirt under the bed was simply outrageous, but it is not surprising to think that this house has been abandoned all year round, and any cat or dog can run in, you must know that those creatures generally like to choose a low corner as a nest to protect their sense of security. So you can imagine what's under this bed.

"But will anyone really come under this filthy bed?"

"I guess no one has been here for half a year!" I thought to myself, did I think too much, maybe it was just a rainy night a few days ago, someone came in to hide from the rain? Or is it a child running in and playing?

I started to retreat, but that's when I noticed a boxy fault in the dust beneath me.

"Secret room?" An idea popped into my head.