Chapter 208: Li Zhisheng's "Home" (Second Update)

"Why do you want your family to live here, aren't you also in business? Even if you decorate the house, it would be good" I looked at the dilapidated old house in front of me, and I was puzzled. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Li Zhisheng smiled bitterly: "It's not my decision, I don't usually live here, but my father will live here." He didn't like outsiders to disturb him, so he found this place, and all the things about the Yin Master in the house were also here. Also, this house is not what you see, and sometimes it's better not to look at things from the outside. ā€

As he spoke, Li Zhisheng walked towards the gate of the building by himself. And I heard him and followed along, thinking to myself, "It's all in tatters on the outside, and it's not much better on the inside...... Is this where people live? ā€

After a while, I came to the door of his house, and saw that the black wooden door in front of me was completely different from the whole building, and its exquisite workmanship and meticulous carving showed that this door was expensive.

"You can reach this building with this door......" I said.

"That's not true, but this door was chosen by my father, and the price is indeed not cheap, but compared to this building, it is far behind." As he spoke, Li Zhisheng took out the key from his pocket and opened the dark wooden door.

The moment the door opened, a familiar and unfamiliar smell came to my face. "Ghost oil!" I exclaimed.

"Didn't I tell you before, I also have the same mechanism in my house as the house before the Dead Apostles, have you forgotten?" Li Zhisheng said, with a slight smug tone in his tone.

Now I understand, it turns out that their family lives in this kind of place, and they found a house like this, in fact, it is to hide people's eyes, who would have thought that the famous Yin Master in the past would actually live in such a place.

Thinking about it, I followed Li Zhisheng into the room, and then he turned around and closed the door. In an instant, the whole room became pitch black, and the strong smell of ghost oil went straight to my nostrils, choking and coughing. But Li Zhisheng has long been accustomed to it, and he casually pressed the lamp in the house by the wall.

At this time, I saw that the furnishings in the room were also extremely ordinary, and could even be described as simple. In the center of the room was a table of mottled ordinary wood, with a few chairs on the side, and a 30-inch color TV behind the table. From the current point of view, this TV really seems too heavy.

"Where's the mechanism?" I covered my nose and asked Li Zhisheng.

He took out an oil lamp from a hidden compartment under the shoe cabinet by the door, and said, "Come with me in the back room......," and I followed him towards what looked like a bedroom.

When I came to the room, I saw that the room was empty, and even the floor had not been paved, it was like a rough room. But because the lights are on, I can clearly see some gaps on the ground, which seem to be traces left by the switch.

Li Zhisheng took the lighter, lit the oil lamp and said to me: "Get out of the way, otherwise it will be too late for a while...... After hearing this, I hurriedly retreated to the door. Li Zhisheng held an oil lamp and shone it on the wall of the room......

After a while, I found that a dark grid as red as blood appeared in the place illuminated by the oil lamp in his hand, and Li Zhisheng hurriedly pressed his hand up, and then blew out the oil lamp in his hand.

Immediately, there was a sound of metal clashing, almost the same as what had happened to the Dead Apostle's house before. With the sound of metal, a rectangular entrance opened in the middle of the room, which led straight down.

"Isn't it wider than the passage in the Dead Apostle's house?" Li Zhisheng said, turned around and walked out of the house, putting the ghost oil back in its place.

I looked at it and said, "It's wider, it's much wider than his house, and you have a light down here." In comparison, the Dead Apostles' were much more rudimentary. ā€

Li Zhisheng didn't say anything when he heard this, just smiled politely at me, and motioned for me to go down. Then, I, Li Zhisheng, walked down the dark passage together.

After a while, the sound of metal colliding behind him was heard again, and the door of the secret passage behind him immediately closed. Walking down the stairs, I asked Li Zhisheng: "You said that I should be careful when I speak, why on earth, is your father so terrible?" ā€

He replied: "He has a very strange temperament, and he can say anything when he meets someone he likes, but if he doesn't like someone, he will even do it immediately if he says one more word." It's because I don't know if you're the kind of person he hates, so I've never dared to bring you here. Otherwise, I'd love to show you these things, I hope it can help you......"

While talking, Li Zhisheng and I had already come to the end of the stairs, and a dark door appeared in front of us, which was exactly the same as the one at the door in terms of shape and materials, but this one was slightly smaller.

This time, Li Zhisheng did not directly use the key to open the door, but listened motionlessly at the door, and saw that there was no movement in the room, so he pressed a button by the door with his hand. Immediately, there was a "click", the door lock opened, and the door moved to the side.

When the door was fully opened, I saw that the basement was so large, at least five times the size of the house where I was now living, and that I saw a staircase going down, and there seemed to be more than one floor.

Everything in the room, the furniture seems to be made of the finest fabrics, and the fragrance of wood is peculiar. After looking around for a while, I whispered, "Isn't the old man at home?" ā€

And Li Zhisheng just made a silent gesture to me, he didn't even dare to breathe, where is this going back to his own home, it is obviously no different from being a thief.

Seeing this, I didn't dare to speak again, but followed him all the way down the stairs.

After a while, we came to the second basement floor, where the shelves were full of all kinds of ancient books, even some bamboo slips, or hundreds of books.

"Are they all of these?" I asked in a low voice. But at this time, Li Zhisheng didn't answer me again, but looked ahead in surprise, with a hint of horror in his expression.

Seeing that his expression was abnormal, I hurriedly looked in the direction he was looking. At this look, I couldn't help but startle me, I saw a person standing behind a few bookshelves, that person was wearing a Xiulong robe, his hands were behind his back, and his face showed a serious expression, he saw Li Zhisheng bring someone back, frowned, not angry, and said: "Who is this person?!" ā€

The questions of this life were like thunder, and the voice was strong and powerful, which scared my whole body to tremble......