Through the crack in the door, Yang Shuheng saw that it was dark inside Chen Susu's house, and there was nothing abnormal except for quietness.

Shouldn't it? What about Feng Jianbin and Lao Tu? Yang Shuheng slowly entered the house, gently closed the door, before his cat came to the No. 3 building, the cat first passed the door, and the old security guard was the only one in the door post who was listening to the play on the radio with Erlang's legs crossed.

Yang Shuheng touched the darkness and walked cautiously in the living room, but he didn't find anything, he touched and touched the bedroom door, he still thought about the picture of Chen Susu crying miserably, and couldn't help but beat faster, but Yang Shuheng was very calm, did not flinch, gently twisted the doorknob, and opened the bedroom door, but in the bedroom, it was also very quiet.

Yang Shuheng doubted himself, could it be that Feng Jianbin's collusion with Lao Tu, as well as hypnosis, were all dreams? Could it be that when he was waiting for the person to follow him in the corridor on the first floor, he was knocked unconscious from behind by the person being followed, or was he stunned by other methods, and then he had a few dreams in his mind, and was finally woken up by the old security guard, causing him to be unable to distinguish between reality and dreams?

Or is it a dream at the moment? Is it just an illusion?

Yang Shuheng's face was sweating, he felt that he was almost stupid, he twisted his flesh with his hands, it hurt, it was not a dream, but he thought about it again, it hurt, this thing can't be used as a standard to judge whether it is a dream, because the people in the dream feel sometimes very real, just like there are many dreams, dreams: jumping off a building, jumping off a cliff, parachuting, jumping a tree, jumping off a wall, etc., the suspense of jumping up and falling down is simply more real than real, Yang Shuheng still remembers sleeping when he was a child, and he wanted to pee in a dream, So I found a hidden place to take off my pants and pee, but when I got up in the morning, I found that I had wet the bed, so the person in the dream didn't know that I was dreaming.

Yang Shuheng thought again, if it wasn't a dream, where did Lao Tu go, and where did Feng Jianbin go?

Yang Shuheng was having a headache and couldn't figure it out, and suddenly there was a flash of light on the floor of the bedroom, although it was only a flash, Yang Shuheng had already seen an old bed, and the flash was coming out from under the bed.

Yang Shuheng asked himself, how can there be light under the bed?

Yang Shuheng walked over, touched the bed, lay down, and after getting under the bed, he touched it and actually touched a hole, which was a vertical vertical hole, round, and the size was just enough to climb into a slightly chubby adult.

How can there be a hole here? Yang Shuheng was wondering, another light flashed under the hole, with this light, Yang Shuheng saw the depth of the hole, he couldn't imagine that the hole extended down to the depth, looking at it can be fifty or sixty meters, almost vertical, but after all, it is too high, slightly curved from the hole to the bottom, and the situation at the bottom can not be seen clearly.

Yang Shuheng thought to himself, what Feng Jianbin said about his years of hard work refers to this hole? What's under this hole? What is hidden? Why dig so deep?

Yang Shuheng felt a rope hanging down from the entrance of the cave, touching it like a nylon rope, Yang Shuheng said in his heart, Feng Jianbin and Lao Tu should have gone down this rope, and the two strong lights just now should be the searchlight they played, which shook into the cave and the light came up.

Yang Shuheng waited at the entrance of the cave for a long time, but there was no more light, he couldn't wait, grabbed the rope, and jumped down, he was thin, and this hole was spacious for him.

Yang Shuheng grabbed the rope and went down slowly, he didn't dare to be too fast, for fear of touching a large number of clods of mud and attracting the attention of the people below.

Yang Shuheng finally went down to the bottom, his feet stepped on the real side, he let go of the rope, and explored in four circles, but he couldn't touch anything, it seems that the space under the bottom is not small, but what is the situation underneath, Yang Shuheng doesn't know, because it is too dark.

Yang Shuheng thought to himself, why is there no searchlight? Could it be that there is another way here, Feng Jianbin and Lao Tu have taken another way? I think I can turn on my flashlight now, I can't see their lights, so they must not be able to see my lights either.

Yang Shuheng took out the mini flashlight on the waist of the card, pressed it, he took a picture in a circle, and almost didn't blurt out the sound, this is like a room, not boxy, but cylindrical, the ground diameter is about five meters, the ground to the roof is two meters five, and the center of the top is destroyed by the vertical hole.

The color of the wall is dark brown, it looks uneven, but it is not chaotic, but there is a little artistic atmosphere, as if a circle of walls has been carefully carved, as for what is carved, Yang Shuheng can't see it, his small flashlight has limited light, can only shine on a small part of the part, can not grasp the wall as a whole.

Yang Shuheng questioned, how could there be such a strange room hidden underground.

There was a door left in the cylindrical room, and Yang Shuheng thought that Feng Jianbin and Lao Tu must have gone to this door, so Yang Shuheng walked carefully to the door.

After passing the door, it is a passage, the passage is the same height and width as the door, the passage is straight, the light of the flashlight does not reach the end of the passage, the light of the flashlight can only illuminate within six or seven meters, the length of this passage has to be ten meters away, Yang Shuheng is afraid of exposing himself, and then he turned off the light, supported the wall and probed his feet, and moved forward cautiously.

Yang Shuheng touched the wall, this wall is actually very smooth, it should have been polished, and to polish such a long passage as a whole, how long should it take, besides, this is so far from the ground, it is absolutely difficult to polish the stone wall, it is a big project, and what is the point of polishing this thing? Could it be that Feng Jianbin and Lao Tu do this all year round? The two of them are neurotic, and they are full of food?

Yang Shuheng estimated that he had walked a distance of almost ten meters, and at this time, the wall he touched with his hand turned almost ninety degrees inward, Yang Shuheng thought to himself, could it be that the passage has turned a corner?

Yang Shuheng opened the electric light towards the ground, and in the astigmatism on the ground, Yang Shuheng saw that the passage was not a ninety degree turn, but the passage reached the end, and the end was leading to another transverse passage, the two passages were in a T shape, Yang Shuheng stood at the T-shaped intersection, the height and width of the transverse passage remained the same, but the passage was not straight, but the arc was bent and bent forward.

Yang Shuheng thought, should I go to the left or to the right?

Yang Shuheng was hesitating, and a light suddenly flashed in front of the right side of the passage, the light was high and low, it should be a searchlight in his hand, swaying as he walked.

The light is getting brighter, and the distance seems to be approaching.

Yang Shuheng hurriedly turned off the small flashlight, stepped back, and put his back against the wall, he thought, should you run back? If Feng Jianbin and Lao Tu had come over, they would definitely have found me......

The light of the searchlight became clearer, and then there was a "wheeling" sound in the passage, which sounded like wheels crushing the ground, and the sound was sonorous and slow, as if it was carrying something very heavy.

The picture in Yang Shuheng's mind is that someone is pushing a two-wheeled cart walking, Yang Shuheng doesn't dare to come out to see what is going on, but his heart is itching, this Feng Jianbin and Lao Tu should not really be engaged in construction in this nearly 100 meters underground, right? Looking to develop underground real estate? Impossible, who would dare to buy it, then Feng Jianbin and Lao Tu are really crazy, engaging in art underground?

The light shining was getting stronger and stronger, and the sound of wheels was getting closer and closer, and Yang Shuheng judged that they were already within five meters of each other.