Daomu Biji

The fat man patted me, and he was trembling like me.

I said in my heart that it was finally here.Tears are about to come down.

The whole building is dim, without any light source, showing an unknown atmosphere.I never thought that Zhangjiagulou would be such a huge building.

Where are they?Anxious in my heart burst out: "Zhang Qiling!" I shouted.

There were echoes coming from the cave of the empty mine. I roared several times, and the echo almost filled the whole space.

I said in my heart: absolutely impossible to Xin.If they are still alive, it is absolutely impossible to hear.

Waiting until the echo slowly disappears, the whole space returns to the cold silence.

I waited panting, waiting for a response from anywhere.

However, I waited a long, long time, and the silence was not broken.My uneasiness started to roll over, and the nightmare that always existed in my heart.

What if they are all dead?

Questions that I have been reluctant to consider have now rushed in front of me, and I can no longer escape.

Without an echo, everything is deadly quiet, as if we were the first visitors in the past thousand years, and even the sleeping undead cannot be awakened.

"Let's go." The fat man patted me on the shoulder. "It's life or death, you have to see it with your own eyes, isn't your uncle saying?"

I lit a cigarette, smoked three times, and then threw it on the ground: "Go!"

The door of Zhangjiagulou was completely off-white. I touched it and found that it was all dust.The door decayed very badly, all the window paper on it had been decaying, and you could see that it was completely dark.

I looked at the grid windows-typical Qing Dynasty buildings, and it was really the style of thunder.

"Here." The fat man said to me.I saw that there were several places on the pane where the dust was hit.The fat man pushed up and the door was opened.

The door shaft made a raspy creak, and then dust rose everywhere.

The fat man and I took a step back immediately, covering our mouths and waiting for the dust to slowly fall.

I looked at the fat man, and the fat man made a "you first please" action.I tilted my head and said: "Don't you take the lead in the past?"

The fat man said: "Isn't this a chance for you to show. If you can't do it, then I'll come."

I took a breath: "Yes, then I'm welcome." Then I walked towards the door.

It was dark inside. I swept it with a flashlight and I saw a huge space.This is a huge floor with four pillars standing in the middle of the hall.

There is nothing on this floor. I only saw a lot of equipment spread across the ground in the middle of the room.

When we walked over, we found that it was indeed a stuffy oil bottle and their equipment bag was all covered with white dust.

The fat man looked at the beam above his head, which was completely the architectural style of the Qing Dynasty, and there were countless patterns on the roof.Today, no matter what angle the building is viewed from, it is pale white.

"Why is this place so big?" The fat man squatted down and shook a package, and I found that it was a food package.

The white ash on the bag was shaken, and I suddenly felt uncomfortable, and immediately pulled the fat man back.

The fat man covered his mouth and looked at his hand, which was already flushed.

"Dust of strong alkali," he said, "The deformed buddies didn't lie to us. It seems that the younger brother encountered them once, otherwise the equipment will not be covered by such a thick powder."

"Things are here, what about people?" I said, my heart would never disappear, even if it disappears, there will be traces.

I think the atmosphere is a little weird, but I ca n’t tell where the problem is.The fat man asked me to treat my wound first. There is strong alkali dust here. If it gets on the wound, it will be troublesome.

I didn't notice in the chaos just now that the place bitten by the insects no longer bleeds, but if it is not handled, it will probably be purulent.

After I was bandaged, I looked at the fat man's watch, and the fat man asked me if I wanted to find it separately.I thought about it, but I still don't think it will work.

Who knows what will happen in this building, two people are going to die together, a hundred, not so much trouble.

With a flashlight, the fat man slowly shook the powder on the equipment, and saw that many equipment were turned on.He went up and counted, and said: "The gas mask and flashlight are not there. They should have put down their equipment here and then explored lightly."

There is a huge hole in the center of the ceiling of the ancient hall, which should be formed by corrosion. The shape of the edge of the hole is very irregular.

There are also a lot of surgical heads on the ground that are broken into rhyme fragments, all of which have become cotton wool-like things, covered under a very thick white powder.

We used a flashlight to shoot up, and we can see the ceiling on the upper floor, the same situation.

The first floor was clear, and we walked to the side.According to Feng Shui theory and the consistent design habit of style Lei, the best place for the stairs of an ancient building should be at the edge of the building, generally in the east.

Of course, such a large building should have stairs in all four directions, otherwise the running distance is too long and too troublesome.

But we searched carefully around the hall several times, and we didn't find the stairs up.The fat man muttered: "Will the staircase be outside the ancient building? There is a staircase designed specifically for viewing in the design of the ancient building, winding up the ancient building."

My heart says, "God's Day", what good view is there in this place.After going out for a turn, I found that the style of mine and mine are consistent, and I think there is nothing good to see, and there are still no stairs outside.

I'm leaning on, is Zhang's family all blowing snow at Ximen, and they go upstairs to lift their pants, and don't need stairs at all?

Back in the building, the fat man went to find the rope in their luggage, and found that the rope was no longer there, and said: "Maybe there is no stairs in this place. They took the rope away, maybe they used the rope to go upstairs."

"There must be a place where you can use the rope," I said.There are powders of strong alkali everywhere, there is no gas mask, there is dust everywhere when it is shaken, needless to say inhalation, the eyes will be squinted and you may be blind in an instant.

Just when I was puzzled, I suddenly thought of the feng shui problem that Xiao Hua told me about by the lake.

Zhangjiagulou is located in the place where the bones are sucked and sucked. The so-called Longlou Treasure Hall is all for the purpose of long-term peace. Zhangjiagulou, on the contrary, devours the dragon veins and destroys the dragon veins.

I seem to have heard before that in some places the stairs need to be scrapped to achieve a certain Feng Shui effect.

But abolition does not mean that it is really unnecessary, but only that they do not build visible stairs, but they will be marked with invisible stairs.There is a place to go on the second floor.

We continued our search and soon focused our attention on a few pillars.A few unicorns are carved on the pillars, and the body looks like a dragon, and the heads of several unicorns are very prominent.

The fat man kicked a few feet, kicked the more floating dust, and hid aside.When the dust calmed down, he wrapped his mouth and nose with his clothes and climbed up.

It really is here.We stepped on Kirin's head and quickly climbed to the top of the pillar.After a push, I found that the floor above was still.

"It's stuck," the fat man said.After talking about the large amount of white ash that shook from the top, the fat man immediately jumped back and ran away, coughing constantly, and the coughed sputum was bloody.

"This place can't stay for long, even if the organ is not activated, the internal organs will rot after a long time," he said.

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a click, and the unicorn he had stepped on just now moved.Then, a staircase came down from the top.

I looked at the fat man and immediately climbed up carefully.We were shocked by the flashlight.

We see that on the second floor of the ancient building, there are countless shelves, and at a glance there are hundreds of them, one by one like the upper, middle and lower berths of the train, but with more layers.

What makes people uncomfortable is that we can clearly see that the shelf is covered with iron figurines.