The house was full of dust, and the corner windowsill was full of cobwebs, Zhang Qingyin held a torch to look around, and found that the house was empty, and there were no obstructive furnishings.

"Strange. What was the noise?" he wondered, and walked around the room to the east corner, when he felt something strange about the floor under his feet, and stomped it twice, but it was empty. He bent down and looked closely, and there was a wooden plank around him, and there was an iron ring on the board, and he buckled the iron ring and pulled it hard, and the plank was lifted up, making a "squeaking" sound.

He held the torch and shone it downward, and there was a black hole inside, and he could only see a few steps downward, but he could not see the bottom.

Zhang Qingyin scratched his scalp, pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth, stepped on the steps and walked down, walked fourteen steps, a corner appeared, and a few steps, Zhang Qingyin then walked down, silently counted in his heart, walked fourteen more steps, and another corner appeared, there are still steps below, Zhang Qingyin walked and walked, after fourteen steps, it was a corner, and he walked a cup of tea, but he didn't go to the bottom.

"This is a really evil door. Zhang Qingyin stopped, cursed in his heart, glanced at the torch in his hand, and saw that it was about to burn out, he turned around and was about to go back. At this moment, a woman's mournful cry suddenly came from below, and when he heard it in the dark night, Zhang Qingyin only felt that the hairs on his whole body stood up.

If it had been someone else, he would have been scared and fled. But when Zhang Qingyin heard this cry, he didn't want to leave, he has been like this since he was a child, if the things he experienced don't come to light, the whole person will be uncomfortable.

He held the torch, shone it downward, and asked sharply: "Who is there to pretend to be a ghost, if you are a human being, if you have grievances, go to the county yamen, and the county lord will make the decision for you, if you are a ghost, if you have grievances, go to the City God Temple, and have the City God Lord to make the decision for you." ”

When the woman heard Zhang Qingyin's words, she stopped crying, but just sobbed quietly. Zhang Qingyin listened carefully, and found that the cry was close at hand, and he went down a few more steps, and it was still a corner every fourteen steps.

"I'm afraid I didn't encounter a ghost hitting the wall. Zhang Qingyin pondered, put his heart horizontally, jumped up, jumped down from the steps, he thought he would fall into the bottomless abyss, who knows, the ground is close at hand, but the power of the jump is too great, when he landed, he broke his legs and sat on the ground. The torch fell to the ground and almost went out.

Zhang Qingyin got up from the ground, rubbed his buttocks, bent down to pick up the torch, looked at the steps behind him, and was shocked to find that from the wooden plank on the top to the ground on the ground, there were only fourteen steps, and he had only walked back and forth countless times, and nine times out of ten he had fallen into illusion.

Thinking of this, he turned his head and shone the torch around the basement, and found a young girl in white squatting in the corner, with her back to him, with long hair and a shawl, and a graceful figure. Covering his face with his hands, he squatted there and cried "woo".

"Who are you, and why are you pretending to be a ghost here?" Zhang Qingyin asked with some indignation.

The woman ignored Zhang Qingyin, but just kept crying.

Zhang Qingyin stepped forward, grabbed her left shoulder, pulled hard, and saw the woman's face clearly by the firelight, fleshy, and had no facial features.

Zhang Qingyin was taken aback, and involuntarily took two steps back, and after a long time, he held back a sentence and asked, "Could it be that you are an egg and a sperm?"