At this moment, a hoarse and low voice came from the room, "Please let her in." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Xiaoxue greeted me, "Ancestor is invited." I casually said "oh". I thought, "Or—forget it." "I've quit countless times, but I've come here, and now it's a pity to retreat, or I pushed the door open.

"Boom"

The door opened, the light in the room was very dim, I slowly stepped in one foot, a biting chill came to my heart, I couldn't help but shiver, the room was simply furnished, you can see it at a glance when you enter the room, only on the desk by the window, there is a delicate short knife, which is particularly eye-catching. The knife cover is smooth, and it can be seen that the owner of this house is particularly cherished. The large round table in the middle is very incongruous, because this room is not very spacious, but why should such a large table be placed here?

I looked at the room and was a little distracted.

"Ahem......" a thin figure, wearing a cyan cheongsam, sitting on a half-moon rattan chair swaying, index finger gently tapping the rattan chair, making a "boom" sound, I was awakened by his cough, hesitating The light in the room is very weak, I can't see his appearance clearly, what surprises me is that the old man still has a Qing Dynasty hairstyle, the hair is white, and the white makes people chill, which adds a bit of mystery to this old gentleman.

I walked to a stop three meters away from him, which I considered a safe distance, and politely asked, "How do you always know my number?" The old man coughed a few more times, wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, and said in a low voice, "You, did you bring something?" The old man did not answer my question, but asked me directly. I was nervous when he asked me, and I didn't think much about answering him, "Bring" and pulling it out of my bag, "Are you referring to this thing?" As he spoke, he handed it over, and the old man stretched out his hand to take it. I hesitated for a moment, then snatched it back from his hand, thinking to myself, I can't give it to him so easily, or he will be decided, "You should at least say something!" For example, "How do you know my number," I asked him again.

The old man was obsessed by me, and laughed "hehe", "You little girl is quite persistent, and your number is not a secret, isn't there one in the hospital registration area?" ”

I was dumbfounded, how could I ask such an idiotic question, I stood there and smirked, I didn't know why, I looked at him, and my heart became more and more scared, "Long story short! What are you asking me to come to today? ”

The old man slowly stretched out his left hand, meaning that I should give him the things first, and then he would tell me what I would do.

Actually, I don't care about anything at all, and it doesn't matter if I give it to him, but when I look at the old man's expression, I care about this thing very much, so I won't give it to him easily, and this will naturally become my bargaining chip.

But if you don't give it to him, it should be more than three o'clock in the calculation time, and if you continue to spend it like this, won't it be in vain tonight? , I was very reluctant, but if I dragged it out like this, it would seem like I was a child, "Okay! So saying, he threw the cloth into the old man's hand again.

The old man took the cloth and stood up suddenly. I was taken a few steps back by his actions and the instinctive reaction of my body, "What do you want to do, I have studied martial arts." As he spoke, he made a fighting posture, thinking, could it be that he wanted to kill people after receiving things, and he didn't have this ability to look at his body.

The old man waved his hand and laughed, "I'm scared of you!" Chattered. As soon as I heard this, I was confused, "What, Gege." "The person in front of me actually called me Gege, I looked around again, there was no one else, is he really calling me?" You, you can eat things indiscriminately, you can't talk nonsense, what are you looking for me for, you just tell me, I'm Gege, what kind of jokes, but it's not humorous at all, it's still Gege. I pointed to my nose, "I'm Gege, don't pretend to be a ghost with me, what age is it now," and pulled out his ID card to show him. "You have to look carefully," inexplicably, there won't be mental illness! I muttered in my heart for a while, and it passed.

The old man coughed a few times, "It's me who is too impatient, but there are some things that must be figured out, such as your body, don't you know." ”

As soon as I heard this, I was angry, "My body." Damn, if you continue to break like this, I guess I'll jump out of the rock. When he said this, I was in no mood to break with him, so I planned to go back, but if I just left, I always felt empty in my heart, -- no matter, first listen to what he had to say, "Then you should tell me about my body, and I will listen to you." ”

"Please come with me," he said, rising from his wicker chair and walking to a wooden frame where the devices were placed, and seeing that he was walking with a neat leg, his previous worries were completely unnecessary.

There are a lot of exquisite antiques on the wooden shelf, but the one in the upper left corner is the most ordinary, a teapot, he gently turned the teapot, and in the middle of the table, a crack slowly cracked, and slowly pushed it open to both sides. Curious, I took two steps forward to see what was going on, and a square opening two meters long and two meters wide appeared in front of me. I asked in amazement, "You old, what did you do before, there is still such a thing at home, the legendary secret room, what age is this, and there is still this thing." He didn't respond to me, just lit an oil lamp and said, "Come with me." So saying, he went down.

I looked at his weak figure, and a trace of pity appeared in my heart, "You are old, but you have to be slow, this road is not easy to walk." "I'm getting older, and my legs and feet are sharper than mine.

There was no light in the dark tunnel, it was pitch black, I took out my phone from my bag and turned on the phone light. I was surprised to find that the corridors of the secret room were full of calligraphy and paintings, most of which were famous paintings from the Qing Dynasty, such as Bada Shanren and Shi Tao, and I had also heard of these paintings.

Just because my dad is also a person who likes to collect, for example, paintings, such as mountains, water, and so on, I like it very much. So I just audited some of them, but I haven't seen the real thing.

Seeing these paintings, I feasted my eyes and felt a burst of joy in my heart, even if I didn't understand anything, this trip was not in vain.

It seems that this old gentleman is also a collector, but it is a pity that so many precious paintings are hanging here, and there is not even a lamp.

No, I have to take a few photos to keep a thought, or I can put them in the circle of friends to brush up on popularity, so I took a few photos casually.

Through the corridor, I came to a more spacious place, which should be the lobby of the secret room! I thought there must be a lot of good stuff. The old man turned on the light in the lobby, "Wow! "There was nothing but a portrait in it, and it was a real loss for me.

The portrait hangs right in front of the lobby. He walked to the portrait, his face changed, he suddenly knelt down, and said in a sad voice: "Prince Su, I'm sorry for you, I didn't complete the task you gave me back then, so I made you wait for so many years. Today I finally brought her to you, you have been tortured for so many years, I will definitely save you, please rest assured. ”

Looking at the old man's chatter, I couldn't help but be afraid, and what scared me even more was his face, the bony head, a withered yellow face, almost all the skin burned, and a pair of sunken eyes, showing gray spots. At first glance, you can tell the ordeal he has endured.

Is this a human or a ghost, I asked myself more than once, I looked down and didn't dare to look at his face, let alone let him see the fear in my heart, pretending to be calm, but I still couldn't suppress the fear in my heart, and I began to stutter a little when I spoke, "You called me here, what do you want to tell me, if you have anything to say, say it quickly, if you go back late, it will be over if someone finds out, it's over?" "I was thinking in my heart, could it be that this old man spies on me, but it's useless for us to spy on me before we have never met, and I'm not a big man!

The old man slowly stood up and looked at me, and asked in a low voice, "Scared you!" Actually, you don't have to be so nervous, I'll tell you a story. ”

As soon as I heard this, I was angry, and the fear in my heart suddenly disappeared, "Why are you fooling me?" In the middle of the night, you called me, no, I just came to listen to your story! I don't have the time to listen to your stories. The old man hesitated for a moment and said, "Naturally, it's about you, don't you want to hear it?" ”

I thought about me for a while, and said that since I had already come, I couldn't go back empty-handed, and it didn't hurt to listen to it, so I said disdainfully: "Say what you want!" ”

The old man picked up the old cigarette gun in the corner and began to smoke it, and it seemed that the old man would come here every day to sit for a while, and then take a few puffs.