I returned to the village, and I wandered around the village for a long time, until all the lights in the village were extinguished, and then I sneaked into the village and came to the front of the ancestral house!

The moonlight stretched the shadow of the gatehouse of the gate very long, and the black shadow that came out of the diffuse place made this house that I was very familiar with bring me an inexplicable pressure at this time!

I have to admit that at this time, I hesitated for a moment, but finally I walked to the door, looked around and saw that there was no one, took out the key, opened the door and walked in.

The whole ancestral house was pitch black, and the huge gate of the mansion and the courtyard with three entrances in front and back made my heart suddenly feel a little empty. But it's already in, so there's no reason to go back now.

I turned around and found half of the blue brick under the base of the wall, held it in my hand, and walked through the hanging flower gate and the inner courtyard to the main hall. It was from this location during the day that I heard strange sounds underground.

If there is a secret room underneath, there must be a passage to it, but where?

I used the bricks in my hand to carefully tap on every wall and floor, hoping to find the location of the mechanism or secret door, but after tossing for a long time, I didn't get anything. I sat on the chair in the main hall with some disappointment, could it be that this secret room was like a mirror, even if I knew its existence, but I couldn't find the entrance, I could only look at it and sigh.

At this time, I can't help but think of my second uncle, and I will also think of Wenmo, if they are here, they may be able to find the entrance to the secret room soon.

I shook my head vigorously, I can't rely on them for everything, otherwise I will always be one step behind others. In fact, there is another thought in my heart, I always secretly feel that these hidden secrets will be related to the disappearance of the second uncle, and will be related to those entangled and complicated things.

To be honest, I also selfishly thought about whether I could forget all this, ignore the so-called truth, and the development of things, anyway, the second uncle has already dealt with these, I believe that the second uncle made himself disappear just to avoid people's eyes and ears, so as to make it more convenient to do some things. Since the second uncle is already doing it, then I should be able to sit back and relax and live a peaceful life.

But I found that I couldn't do it anymore, and maybe it was these experiences that sparked something in me and made me get used to those thrilling days, and made me curious about the truth of the whole thing, and eager to know the secrets hidden in me.

Of course, the most important thing in my heart at this moment is the safety of my second uncle. I wondered more than once, will the second uncle be playing a chase game with Zongzi under the ancient tomb now, he may be desperately hoping that I can go over to cheer him on, so as not to be eaten by Zongzi as Zongzi!

At this time, I have changed a lot, especially this time when I came back from Shan Huan Wang City, I have become very sensitive to the secrets around me, I think maybe I can find out these secrets one by one, I can see the truth of the matter, and I can also find the whereabouts of the second uncle.

I got up again and walked around the main hall, searching for any possible location for a secret passage, but still found nothing.

My mood gradually became a little anxious because of frustration, and I really couldn't do it, so I made a hole from here and went straight down. But suddenly it occurred to me that the second uncle told me that a whole stone was used under the ground here. I suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness, if what the second uncle said was true, the difficulty of directly fighting from here would definitely not be less than directly penetrating the top of a Ming tomb.

No matter what kind of rake it is, when it is poured down to the tomb, it will try to avoid the top of the ancient tomb, because this is the hardest part of the whole mausoleum. Even if you have to enter from the top of the tomb, you can only use explosives.

And in my situation at this time, don't say that I can't get explosives, but I can get them, blasting in the village is equivalent to looking for death!

I grabbed my hair hard and watched the minutes tick by, and I had to go out before dawn so as not to attract the attention of others.

I forced myself to take a deep breath and told myself to calm down, since my ancestors had left a way to discover the secret room, there must be a way to get in, but I hadn't figured it out yet.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind, if my ancestors left a secret in the secret room, then it must not be easily discovered. Therefore, the worst-case scenario of how things develop must be taken into account. I noticed that I was wrong in my thinking.

I shouldn't guess where the entrance would be based on the burial chamber that appeared, I should put myself in my shoes and where I would put it if I were the builder.

This vein of our Zhuo family belongs to the descendants of Faqiu. Therefore, we must be more cautious in this regard. Anything that may happen during the existence of the house will definitely be taken into account, and the worst should be the demolition of the house. I think even in that case, the secret underneath can still be preserved.

To this extent, the entrance to the chamber must not be designed on the part of the building above ground, even on the floor, which may be exposed when the house is turned over and demolished. In this way, the entrance will not be on the main body of the building.

So I walked out of the main hall and into the middle of the inner courtyard. Looking around, I saw the well in the southeast corner of the courtyard. I stepped over to it, thought for a moment, and shook my head slightly, this should not be the entrance to the secret room.

Although this well has existed here since the ancestral house was built, and since we are still in an arid area, this well is very deep. However, I don't think the well is a good place to hide the entrance to the secret room, because the well is used very frequently in people's daily life, and the more often it is exposed to people's vision, the easier it is to leak secrets. Over the years, repairing the wall of the well, including the breaking of the well rope, etc., from time to time someone will go down into the well, if there is an entrance to the secret room, it must have been discovered a long time ago.

I don't think this will be the entrance to the secret room, but where is the real entrance?

So I walked through the main hall and into the backyard. Grandpa liked to play with flowers and plants here when he was alive, but with the death of his grandfather, it has become overgrown with wild grass. The yellow weeds were blown everywhere by the wind.

Compared to the neat inner courtyard, the backyard seemed a little desolate, and at night with the wind blowing, there was a "rustling" sound all around, which made my back chill.

I glanced around the backyard, and there seemed to be nothing special except for the grass and the back house. Just as I was about to turn back, my eyes fell on a small detached house in the northwest corner of the backyard.

This is a utility room, which was originally used to store things that you don't normally need. In winter, some firewood and coal are also placed inside. Actually, these are not the point, the point is that I know that under this small house, there is a vegetable cellar.

For the time when vegetable transportation was not developed, the vegetable cellar was the standard configuration of every family in the village, and our family was no exception. I remember when I was younger, the vegetable cellar would be used in the winter to store cabbage and potatoes.

I remember that at the very bottom of the cellar, there was a drain tank, and if it was too cold in winter, the water in the tank would freeze, and while it froze, the water would release heat, so that the temperature of the cellar could be maintained. I have to admire that the wisdom of the working people is really infinite.

But now that I think about it, this vegetable cellar is a bit strange, and in my memory, it seems to have appeared out of nowhere. And since the vegetable cellar came along, the door of this house has been locked by grandpa, and we children are not allowed to come close. I didn't understand what those cabbage potatoes were afraid of stealing. Because of this, we little ones began to wonder what kind of monsters might be locked up under this house!

Grandpa was very upset with our idea and rebuked us for not talking nonsense! And I only went in once, and it was while my grandfather went to get something, I sneaked in, and I remember that time, my grandfather was so angry with me for the first time that I was so scared that I didn't dare to go in again.

Thinking about this, I carefully weighed it, if there was an entrance to the secret room, the vegetable cellar under the utility room was the most likely place.

I gently pushed open the door of the utility room, it was pitch black inside, I turned on the flashlight of my phone and walked inside. Shovels, rusty rakes, and a few broken wooden planks were haphazardly piled aside.

The whole room, which no one had entered for many years, had fallen a thick layer of dust. I stepped on the broken wooden plank on the ground, making a "crunch" sound, followed by a crisp "click" sound, shaking up countless dust.

The dust that filled me couldn't see the road under my feet a little clearly, and I was choked so that my throat tightened, but I didn't dare to cough, and my face was red. Covering my nose, I carefully walked around the mess and walked to the innermost part of the house, where there was a wooden flap, and below the flap was supposed to be the entrance to the cellar.

I crouched down and took a closer look at the position of the flap, and suddenly I realized that something was wrong, there was very little dust on the flip tab, and it seemed that someone had moved it recently. Who could it be? Coming to check out this abandoned vegetable cellar? Could it be the second uncle!

Nine times out of ten, it was him, I even imagined for no reason, maybe he was hiding under the vegetable cellar at this time, although I knew it was impossible, but I still couldn't help but hope. Thinking of this, I reached out and grabbed the pull tab and lifted it hard, but the flap opened up a little and suddenly I couldn't lift it.

I looked down and found that there was an iron ring on the inside of the flap and the ground, and a big lock of the "main force" brand locked the flap.

I reached out and touched the old lock, which was rusty but still smooth, apparently someone was still using it.