Early in the morning, at half past seven, Zhou Weimin filled her stomach at the rice noodle shop opposite the Shentai store at will, and was about to drive to Hetang Street.

But when I saw the van parked on the side of the road, I smiled bitterly, and I drove all the way back last night, and I didn't even close the door of the car, and under the swing of the door, the shell of the car bumped out a lot of marks, and it seemed that the car had to wait for the repair shop to deal with it before it could be returned to my uncle.

It seemed that he was really scared yesterday, Zhou Weimin shook his head while locking the carriage door, then waved at the old lady next door, and drove towards Hetang Street.

Because of the custom of the hometown, when someone dies, they have to borrow the road in front of the door to do a lot of white work, and the uncles are no exception to temporarily borrow the road on Hetang Street. Parking the car at the corner of the street, Zhou Weimin walked for three or four minutes before arriving at the door.

The tents are set up, the tables and chairs are set up, and even the temporary stoves are all placed, and it seems that in two days, my grandmother will be buried.

Seeing Zhou Weimin coming over, Zhou's mother, who was wearing linen and filial piety, asked a few words with a little reproach, and was casually perfunctory by Zhou Weimin, and then went into the inner room and gave him the wooden box again.

Holding this wooden box in his heart, Zhou Weimin casually said that he would come back later, trotted all the way back to the car, and then turned around again and drove towards the Shentai store in Gongnongping.

You can get the key from the old lady next door, so naturally you don't have to climb the window, Zhou Weimin didn't return the key after opening the roller shutter, he closed the side door with his backhand, sat on the edge of the chaise longue, and solemnly opened the wooden box.

The scriptures were lying quietly in the wooden box, except that they were a little older, and they probably coincided with the appearance in Zhou Weimin's impression.

After taking a closer look, Zhou Weimin finally decided that this book that seems to be a Buddhist scripture, with more than 20 pages before and after, is completely to cover up the "City God Sutra" that is sandwiched in the middle.

My grandmother must have spent a lot of time looking for books that were almost old to disguise, but once she touched them, the paper of the disguised Buddhist scriptures was slightly thinner.

Skipping the messy part in front of him, he turned to the pages of the book related to the "City God Sutra", and while looking at it, the memories of his childhood came flooding back to his heart.

At that time, he took the middle part as a novel, which tells the story of how a person accidentally became a soldier of the City God Temple from an ordinary person, and then promoted to the position of a city god general through some secret recipes, and then then to the director of one of the three divisions, and finally became a city god to cover all beings.

And one of the main contents of the opening chapter is the mysterious ritual of drawing a triangle to light candles and incense, no wonder I tried it inexplicably when I was a child.

Looking further back, it is the secret recipe used by the person in the story when he became a soldier of the City God Temple. The secret recipe is written a bit like a recipe for traditional Chinese medicine, but the materials are a little strange, and the environment and conditions that need to be prepared separately are clearly indicated when taking it.

'One purple river car, two pairs of bull's eyes of an adult bull, a pair of bat wings, a ground dragon, three corpse turtles, and ten grams of willow bark for a hundred years..."

Looking at the messy content on the secret recipe, Zhou Weimin even breathed a lot heavier, especially the one in front of him made him feel disgusted.

Maybe other people don't understand, but he has been exposed to it since he was a child, and he fully understands that Zihe Che refers to the human placenta, which can also be called a cell coat. Legend has it that the Purple River Chariot has a mystical power, through which the Yin Soul crosses the Nai River, and is a necessary thing for the soul to be reincarnated from the underworld to the Yang world.

He was frowning and looking down, and at the end of the secret recipe, there was a small symbol drawn by someone else, and when you looked closely, it looked a bit like the key that her grandmother left him.

I took the key out of the wooden box, took a picture of the symbol with my mobile phone, enlarged it and compared it, it was exactly the same, and I thought that only my grandmother's decades of carving and describing could do this.

But what does this imply? Is it to let yourself use this key? But the question is that the key is here, and what about the corresponding lock?

It shouldn't be on Hetang Street, where there are too many people, and if you want to put something, especially when it comes to these secret things, it's very inconvenient.

The Shentai store, where only my grandmother stays alone on weekdays, is undoubtedly the best choice. But if it can correspond to a lock the size of a conventional key, it shouldn't be so small, but where is it possible to install such a lock in the Shentai store?

Look for! Zhou Weimin made up his mind, the entire Shentai store is nothing more than three entrances, where can it be hidden.

But it took more than half an hour, but the floor was barely lifted, and I couldn't find anything like a secret compartment or a secret door.

Zhou Weimin sat on the recliner dejectedly, wondering if he had found the wrong direction, and his grandmother might have created a hidden place somewhere else that no one knew about.

But if that's the case, there's no reason why my grandmother doesn't give me any hints, you must know that he will return to his hometown for the New Year and Qingming all year round, and stay in the provincial capital for the rest of the time, and he doesn't know much about his grandmother's daily habits.

Rejecting this idea, Zhou Weimin began to look around again, looking for it, his gaze fixed on the big wooden table.

This table seems to have never moved in my memory, as a daily work desk, an operating table, others will not easily move it, is it possible to be under the table?

Approaching the wooden table, Zhou Weimin squatted down, there were messy things piled up under the wooden table, there were wooden boxes with scattered accessories, toolboxes with hammers, screwdrivers and other tools, a few mineral water bottles with gold dust, some cut leftovers, and even incense burners were piled up seven or eight.

The whole person went directly to the bottom of the table, he carefully moved these sundries out one by one, and soon cleaned up the area of less than three square meters at the bottom of the table, only to find that there was a gray extremely cheap floor cloth under the table.

Pulling the floor cloth away, a burst of dust was raised, Zhou Weimin covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and kept waving with the other, and after more than ten seconds, the dust gradually dispersed.

An iron tab embedded in the ground appears in view.

I took out a driver from the toolbox placed next to him, pried the pull ring up, and pulled it hard with one hand, and the ground that was originally like a whole made a 'creaking' sound, and it was unexpectedly opened a downward hole that could accommodate a person to pass through.

I took out my phone and turned on the flashlight, and when I shone it downward, a wooden staircase appeared, and the staircase went to the bottom, and next to it looked like a large empty space, standing on it, I couldn't see it clearly.

Without any hesitation, Zhou Weimin sat on the ground, first poked his two legs into the hole, then put the key in his pocket, picked up his mobile phone, and climbed down the stairs.

I went down to the bottom of the cave and looked around with my mobile phone, it was a secret room of about seven or eight square meters, and the walls around it still retained the original appearance of the earth, only the face of the stairs was directly opposite a wall made of cement with an iron door on it.

I don't know how the old man did all this quietly, there is such a secret room at the foot of the weekday work area, and I and a few cousins and cousins were naughty here when I was a child and didn't find any clues.

Walking to the wall, Zhou Weimin took out the key and inserted it, twisting it gently to the right, only to hear a continuous sound of clattering and linkage from the iron door.

I don't know what mechanism is inside the iron door, in short, it rings for nearly ten seconds, and the whole iron door finally unlocks the lock with a 'click', and it automatically opens inside.

Walking in with his phone in hand, only an oversized upright freezer was humming, and through the glass door, you could see that the freezer was shining with ultraviolet light everywhere.

The three-layer partition is lined with glassy bottles and jars and square sealed locks. In contrast, what caught his attention more was a piece of letter paper taped to the glass door.

Taking two steps closer, Zhou Weimin took off the letter paper, and wrote a few short paragraphs with a brush, all of which were from her grandmother's handwriting.

"Good grandson, if you are lucky enough to find this place early, then grandma can save you a lot of trouble, after all, some things are difficult to find without acquaintances."

"Grandma wants to warn you that once you are sure that you are really on this path, no one can help you anymore, and you can no longer trust anyone but yourself."

"If you came here just because you were curious, then burn all the contents of the refrigerator, find a way to secretly fill in this secret room, and then ask your uncle and them to resell this façade, and don't come to this place again."

"Okay, good grandson, it's time for you to make a choice, after the iron door opens, you only have twenty minutes, move all the things in the refrigerator and use it, or wait until the time is up, trigger the mechanism, and the refrigerator directly releases liquid nitrogen, destroying the activity of the secret medicine material in the soldier's passage?"

After reading the last sentence, Zhou Weimin seemed to see the old man sitting on the recliner, shaking the pu fan in his hand, and looking at himself narrowly.

To make a decision so soon? Zhou Weimin was actually not sure whether he was going to walk his grandmother's path again at this time, he asked himself, maybe the curiosity element accounted for more. Or maybe after seeing those terrifying monsters in Xiayang Village, hoping to find some sense of security.

Time was passing second by second, Zhou Weimin gritted her teeth, stuffed the letter paper into her pocket, and opened the door of the freezer directly.

The biting chill came from the surface, and when he looked up, he saw a temperature of minus 20 degrees marked on the side, and he couldn't help but shiver, Zhou Weimin quickly carried the things inside to the ground one by one.