After Zong Xian stood still, he saw the ruins of a badly burned house.

The black color of the coke crack made him feel inexplicably depressed.

Judging by the accumulation of mud and dirt in the ruins, it has been abandoned for several years.

The front yard was full of weeds that had withered and fallen after winter.

There are also several signs of a bonfire burning out, apparently where someone has temporarily stayed.

This mansion can't be compared with the wealthy compound in the inner city, but it is also comprehensive.

From the point of view of the scale of the building, it belongs to the "one-in" type of house.

So he searched the yard and soon found a dry well hidden by weeds.

In this way, all the elements in the chance clue are matched.

"This should be it!"

Zong Xian brushed away the withered yellow weeds with his hand, and looked down at the bottom of the well, it was pitch black below, he couldn't see anything clearly, and there was a cold damp air.

But he wasn't just so frightened, and casually gestured at the width of the wellhead.

Zong Xian decided to use the back pedal method to go down the well.

With this in mind, he leaned down the well, pressed his back against the wall of the well, and put his feet against the other side.

Only after being firm did he move down a little bit.

In this way, it took a lot of effort to go down to the bottom of the well.

"Smack!"

He pulled out a fire fold from his waist that he had prepared a long time ago, and opened the fire cap, and the shadow of the bottom of the well was illuminated by the not very bright light.

The air smells of dampness and decay, and it is covered with moss because of the lack of sunlight all year round.

The feet are not steady, all the wet and soft floating soil and dead branches and leaves that have been piled up later.

Ignoring the thorns in the environment, he directly picked up the floating soil under his feet, and it didn't take long for him to touch a hard object, which seemed to be a stone slab nailed to a chain.

He jumped on the spot, his legs spread against the wall of the well, and he hung himself in the air.

With his left hand, he grabbed the rusted black chain and pulled it hard!

The strong force of more than 2,000 catties of one arm acted on the chain, and it was instantly tightened.

"Shhhh

There was an obscure grinding sound, and the slate moved two or three inches before it froze.

"It seems that there is another mystery at the bottom of this well!"

Zong Xian's feet loosened and landed on the stone slab.

The slate began to slowly sink back, which reminded him of something, and he couldn't help but show a thoughtful expression.

"Is it a slate?"

He stared at his feet in a daze, and suddenly recalled some documentaries about ancient institutions and secret rooms he had watched in his previous life, including the ancient well mechanism.

This type of mechanism often exists as the entrance to the secret room, and the structure is simple, extremely concealed, and there are not too many fancy designs.

Thinking of this, he jumped on the spot, speeding up the slate's retraction.

I saw that the stone slab continued to sink until it was a few feet below its original position.

A passage appeared on one side of the wall of the well!

"The original structure that rises first and then sinks..."

"It's not too complicated!"

He took the fire fold and shone it into the passage, as damp and cramped as ever.

After waiting for a moment and allowing a round of air flow to complete inside, Zong Xian cautiously bowed down and got in.

The length of the entire passage is only a few zhang in total, the first half is straight, and the second half is a gentle slope of the stone staircase upward, and you can see the secret room at the end.

This secret room is also very small, with stone tables, stone chairs, and stone cabinets.

The air was slightly turbid and heavy, but there was not much suffocation, and in addition to the entrance at the bottom of the well, there should be other hidden small ventilation ducts.

Not far in front of him, there was a curled skeleton crooked by the stone table!

As a human being in two lives, Zong Xian was not afraid of the bones of the dead, he immediately concentrated, and when he got closer, the brocade clothes on the bones had long been decayed, and every bone had become loose, and it felt like dry firewood, and there were many dark damp mildew.

It is speculated that the owner of the skeleton may have something to do with the accident that happened to the deserted house, after all, the house here was destroyed by fire, but it did not spread wantonly, which is a typical man-made arson.

You must know that such an alley can burn down an entire block without paying attention to a fire, but targeted arson is different, somewhat destroying corpses.

In addition to this, he also discovered that the bones were crippled, broken from the knee below, and the bone fracture was extremely flat, and it should have been cut off by a sharp blade.

The bones were so rotten that they collapsed after a few touches.

It didn't take much effort for Zong Xian to find a wooden box in a leather case in the bosom of the bones.

Gently brushing aside the finger bones that were protecting the top, Zong Xian tore open the holster, took out the box with his backhand, and held it on the palm of his hand.

The light of the fire fold was extremely limited, and he could only barely see, and the wooden box was not locked, so Zong Xian easily opened it.

I saw that the box contained a leather-like booklet, a stack of soft and crumbling papers, a key with a unique shape, and a seal.

Due to the poor storage environment, every object in the box is dirty and wet.

Zong Xian didn't dislike it, and stuffed it into the secret pocket in his arms.

Then he walked around the chamber and found a dozen clay pots by the wall.

Most of the crockpots, which were used for spare food and water, have rotted into a mass of black mud.

But there were also two crockpots filled with gold and silver jewelry!

One of the clay pots was filled with gold and silver ingots.

The other clay pot was also filled with grain bran as a buffer, and Zong Xian casually took out what jade cups, glass bowls, treasure beads, gold-inlaid jade ruyi and other objects.

He got up slowly, not in a hurry to fetch the treasure, but stared at the crockpots thoughtfully.

"Hidden treasures in the secret room, just for a comeback."

"The owner of this Li family's deserted mansion must be involved in some entanglement of interests."

"It stands to reason that with so much treasure, you can buy an inner city mansion, so why live in Bitter Cow Lane?"

"Although it's not bad when you enter the house, it can't be compared with a mansion!"

"Unless the foundation controlled by the master of the Li family is near this Bitter Cow Lane..."

Zong Xian pondered in his heart, and basically scrutinized the truth to the fullest.

This place is secluded, I don't know how long it has been deserted, and the place that should be searched has been searched countless times, so he is at ease staying in the underground secret room.

He set aside the crockpot containing the gold and silver jewels, and then walked to the stone table where the bones were.

You can see an oil lamp on the stone table, as well as a jade handle short blade.

When he looked closer, he noticed a few lines of words carved messily on the stone table:

"Qing Gang traitor Yu Xingfei, hate hate hate hate..."

"The revenge of breaking your leg and destroying the clan, turning into a ghost will not be forgotten..."

"Hate! I hate it! ”

……

The inscriptions on each word are very deep, and the owner of the corpse seems to have ripped all his hatred on the enemy's body when he carved the words.

"The Green Gang... Traitor...? ”

"Could it be the current Iron Foot Green Gang?"

Zong Xian suddenly had a guess in his heart!