I pulled the lock hard and found that the lock was of good quality and sturdy, and I couldn't pull it at all. The locking rings on both sides are firmly fixed in the bluestone on the flap and on the edge of the entrance.

If I want to get in, there are only two ways, the first is to smash the lock ring on the wooden flap, because the lock ring on the bluestone will never be able to get it off unless I find a sledgehammer. The second is to find the key to unlock the lock.

The first point is theoretically feasible, because the house has some tools stored in it, and although they are rusty, they are not much of a problem against a wooden flap. But the key is the location of my family's ancestral home, which is right in the center of the village with the most dense number of households, "CBD", around the core business district of the village commissary and small restaurants, and the village chief and militia captain live next to it. I smashed it in the middle of the night, and nine times out of ten I was caught, don't say that I can't say it clearly, and I'm most afraid that even the secrets under the ancestral house will be exposed.

Then there is only one way left, and that is to find the key. This thought made me desperate, where to find the key in the middle of the night, the problem is that I don't know where to look!

I put the flap back on, thinking about what to do. Looking at the time on my phone, I have been here for almost three hours, and the old people in the village get up early, so I had better leave in two hours!

I thought that after my grandfather's death, the only people who often came to the ancestral house should be the second uncle, and as the only heir of the grandfather's mantle, I think that what my grandfather passed on to the second uncle was not only the skills of Faqiu, but also the secrets! So the person who came to the vegetable cellar must also be the second uncle.

If it's the second uncle, I suddenly have an idea, the second uncle is sometimes very arrogant, don't look at the sticky bucket, the second uncle is thoughtful, but on weekdays, especially the little things that don't matter in life, the second uncle often loses three or four! Especially the key, so the key to the door of the second uncle's house is usually one on his body, and the other one is placed in the third brick crack outside the window at the entrance of the building in front of his house, which is only known to him and me.

So I wondered if the second uncle would hide the key here somewhere nearby for easy use.

Thinking of this, I stood up and looked around. There is no way there is a pile of broken wood over there, and there should not be one behind some of the tools standing next to it, so I used the flashlight on my mobile phone to look at the gaps in the surrounding walls, and I found nothing.

I sighed softly, could I have thought wrong? The second uncle didn't do it this time? Suddenly, I turned my head and saw a large mass of broken plastic sheeting in the corner of the room, and there seemed to be something behind the plastic sheeting. I was overjoyed, and I raised my phone to take a picture of the mouth of the jar, but I was a little disappointed to find that there was only a thick layer of mold inside, with long gray hyphae, which looked like a rabbit.

I shook my head, and was about to turn around, when suddenly my mind lit up, and I walked quickly to the pickle jar, carefully lifted the bottom of the jar, I squatted down, and used my mobile phone to shine down, and sure enough, there was a copper key pressed under the jar.

I was overjoyed, reached out and took out the key, came to the front of the flap, and inserted the key into the keyhole with some excitement, at this time my heartbeat had begun to gradually accelerate, I took a deep breath, twisted the key hard, only to hear a click, the big lock popped open.

I couldn't help but smile, it seems that I won't return in vain today, I want to see what secrets are under the Zhuo family's ancestral mansion!

I opened the flap, took a look at the rudimentary steps below, and stepped inside. The steps were so narrow that I had to lean halfway down slowly. And the top of the stairs is not too high, and the walk down is very hard, and I almost half-squatted down.

When I walked to the bottom of this section of steps, I roughly estimated that this place should be about five meters from the ground, and the average people's vegetable cellar is generally only two meters, I didn't have this feeling when I was young, and now I think about it a little strange, I don't know why our family's vegetable cellar is dug so deep, it can't be that the family has a large population, and the vegetables are eaten more?

Looking at the exit at the end of the stairs, I remember that there was a vegetable cellar further on. When I was a child, I sneaked in once, and the memory left to me by this vegetable cellar at that time is two words so deep. I remember going underground for a long, long time. I used to think that I was very young at that time, so I felt very tall and big when I looked at everything, but now it seems that this is not the case, and to this day, I still think it is too deep! It's so deep that it's beyond comprehension!

It's just a vegetable cellar, why dig so deep? There's no need! There must be a reason for things to go wrong, and I feel more and more that I think that the entrance to the underground secret room is in the vegetable cellar is very correct.

I lowered my head and walked out of the exit, and in front of me was a large vegetable cellar, which was what it looked like when I was a child, and at that time I remember that the two sides of the vegetable cellar were neatly arranged, cabbage, potatoes, radishes and other vegetables. It's empty now. Only a row of vats at the end of the cellar remains.

I walked around the cellar, and there was a solid layer of soil on all sides, and I didn't find any secret doors or anything like that. Once again, I felt like I had reached a dead end. I can't help but shake again, could it be that I really guessed wrong?

Soon, I dismissed this idea, and based on the signs that the second uncle would come often, and that the abandoned vegetable cellar was locked, etc., this place was definitely unusual!

There must have been something I hadn't noticed, so I looked around again, and finally I fixed my eyes on the vat that stood by the wall. I walked over slowly, one by one to the inside of the row of vats, the first two were empty, nothing, when I saw the third, I just probed over, and immediately saw a black shadow rushing towards me, I was startled, exclaimed and took two steps back.

When I looked at the vat in front of me again, I found that it was constantly vibrating, and I didn't know what was "plopping" and tossing inside.

At this time, my heart was also "fluttering" and beating non-stop, calming down a little, I couldn't help but think, this place is neither a barren mountain nor an ancient tomb, there should not be any evil and gloomy, it can't be a potato into a essence! As long as it's not this kind of thing, and there is no tiger in this tank, then there is nothing to be afraid of! I encouraged myself and slowly walked over again.

I raised my phone, aimed at the cylinder, turned on the flash and took a photo, I took the phone to take a look, and found that the photo of the phone was actually a black-haired rat at the bottom of the tank!

No way! Lao Tzu has always been bullied underground, and now even a big rat dares to do this to me! I don't want to be the overlord of the earth as a human being! I hurried back to the upper floor, grabbed a shovel and walked down again, kicked off the rusty shovel with both feet, lifted the shovel rod, and poked it into the vat. I held the shovel rod in the vat, poking and stirring, and the big rat inside screamed.

Soon there was no movement in the vat, I quickly probed to take a look, and found that the big rat was drilling out along a crack in the wall of the tank, it turned out that winter and summer alternated between hot and cold, and after a long time, the position of the cylinder against the wall had been cracked. No wonder this big rat is here!

I poked the rat in the ass again, and the rat screamed and burrowed into the wall along the crack in the tank. I looked sideways and found that I don't know when, this guy punched a hole, and I patted the wall and it was indeed a solid layer of soil.

I turned around and inadvertently glanced into the tank again, only to realize that the bottom of the tank had just been stabbed by me. And under the bottom of the broken cylinder is not a layer of soil, but a black hole!

Really! I knew there was something wrong with these vats! I couldn't help but shout, "Oh yes! ”

I grabbed the cylinder wall hard and pulled it back, but I was excited, forgetting that the cylinder had actually been broken, with a "click" sound, I felt that my hand was loose, and the secret channel was not good, but it was no longer able to contain the momentum, and even the person with half of the cylinder rolled to the ground. My hand touched the broken part of the cylinder wall, and the sharp stubble instantly cut a big hole in my palm, and blood flowed down at once.

I grinned in pain, reached out from my pocket and took out a few napkins that I had picked up during the day's meal, and quickly covered the wound, but the blood quickly seeped out, so I quickly took out a few more and covered them.

I didn't care so much at this time, so I walked to the front of the vat, and pulled the remaining half aside with all my might, and a black hole was exposed.

I took a picture of it with my mobile phone, and found that the hole was inclined downward, and the direction of the inclination should be towards the bottom of the ancestral house. It is a simple earth cave, with a diameter of only a little more than a meter, and there are no steps, so you can only climb into it on all fours.

I looked at the black hole, and suddenly felt a little weak, where does this hole lead? But now that you've found the entrance, be sure to check it out! If you quit now, you will definitely be tormented to death by curiosity!

I crouched at the edge of the hole, and I just wanted to get into it with my head down, but after thinking about it, I decided to climb in backwards with my head up, so that I could climb faster in case something happened.

But there was still a bit of a problem with this, that is, I couldn't see the front of me, so I had to look backwards from between my legs behind me. Fortunately, this is a secret passage under my own house, and there is no mechanism.

Crawling backwards like this is not only slow, but also very strenuous, and I am already out of breath and sweat is dripping from my forehead. The injured hand pressed on the ground, and there were bursts of pain, the more uncomfortable, the more irritable, and the diameter of this hole was not large, and the surrounding area was filled with this thick sense of depression, I was a little out of breath.