Daomu Biji

At this time, the fat man pinched me and showed me the oil bottle.

I turned my head and saw that the dull oil bottle was still silent, touching the books carefully, but looking at his expression, it seemed a little puzzled.

"Did you remember something?" I asked him with a move in my heart.

He ignored me, just opened his mouth, he stopped talking, and frowned more.

My heart said: Is there a door?He didn't dare to disturb him with a loud voice, and watched quietly in the back.I saw him turning his head sideways, turning around in the room, and suddenly said: "It seems wrong."

"What's wrong?" The fat man was strange.

He pinched his eyebrows and seemed to be using all his energy to recall: "No, this room feels wrong to me."

"Isn't this your room?"

He shook his head, and suddenly his eyes were focused on the bed.He immediately squatted down to look under the bed.

I also lie down, it was dark under the bed, the oil bottle turned around, and the fat man immediately handed him the lighter very consciously.He fought and reached under the bed.

There is nothing below, only a lot of spider webs.But he didn't give up, still crawling inside, and began to feel in the cracks of the wooden floor, and touched, and suddenly saw his finger hook, even grabbed a floor, and broke it up.The strength of the dull oil bottle was amazing, and he heard a horrible cracking sound, and the whole wooden strip floor was broken off by him.He threw the part that had been broken down and continued to break it. The movement was crazy.

Both the fat man and I were blinded. I didn't know what to do for a while. The fat man shouted, "Brother, even if it's wrong, you don't have to demolish the house."

But it's useless. When we responded, the dull oil bottle had broken a big hole in the floor under the bed. At this time, I suddenly realized what I saw, but he reached into the hole and pulled a The black metal suitcase came and dragged outward.

Damn, it turned out to be like this!I was excited, and I crawled over to find that there was a compartment under the wooden floor, obviously a well-designed dark grid.

It seemed that the key was found. I said to myself, immediately help the oil bottle to hold the box and pull it out firmly.The box was terribly heavy, just pulled it out, I was already sweating.The fat man helped us lift the box up and put it on the bed.

"Fuck, what is this?" Fatty said, "Is it so heavy, is it the brother's private money?"

"How is it possible?" I said, blowing off the ash on it and carefully examining it.

This is a black metal box, quite large, 1 × 0.5 long and wide, looks like it can be put into a person, it is covered with rusty patterns, it seems quite old."It looks like something from the previous landlord's house, maybe it's still an antique." I saw the old twisted lock on it. This box may have been from the Republic of China, most likely it was used by large households to put clothes, or a theater Put the box of costumes.

The dull oil bottle crawled out with gasps, and we looked at him: "What's going on?"

He didn't answer, his eyes were confused, and he was a little confused.

It seems that he just remembered some clips, but he can think of this thing, indicating that the box was hidden by himself. It seems that there are quite important things in it.There may be clues about his background.We are all very excited.I said to the fat man: "Open it and see."

The fat man immediately unscrewed the box lock. Unexpectedly, he did n’t do it yet. The stuffy oil bottle was pressed on the surface of the box with one hand and shouted, “Do n’t open it!” .com, more chapters, support authors, support genuine reading!)