The three yang fires are all green, so haven't I become a dead man?

Although I was apprehensive, I had the strength to refuse to accept my fate since I was a child. In contrast, I admire the blind man a little, this pretending to be a coercion still has some skills, and he can calm down at critical times.

The iron plate was very heavy, but fortunately, the blind man and I were both good boys, and when we pulled out the edges, the two of us worked together, and with a "quack", the iron plate was lifted.

Under the iron plate, there is the entrance to the portal of a black hole.

"Ahh

"Ahh

The blind man and Sanmao sneezed at the same time, and the butter wax in Sanmao's hand also seemed to be blown by a cold wind, swaying, and almost extinguished.

Seeing the two of them shrinking their heads and looking cold, I couldn't help but be stunned.

I couldn't see inside the secret door, but when it opened, I felt a steamer-like heat pouring out of it.

Why did these two people react this way?

The blind man apparently sensed the difference between me and theirs, and looked at me fixedly for a while, his lips moving, as if he wanted to say something, but at last he gritted his teeth:

"Let's see what's going on below!"

Sanmao looked at me, holding the wax head, and stepped forward tremblingly.

By the candlelight, I saw what appeared to be a room below.

And this room is still 'renovated', with wooden floors.

The blind man looked at me, grinned, and handed me the Zhentan wood and his compass together: "When you get down, it's all up to you." ”

I shook my head: "You can take it, I'...... I'm a fool, I ......"

"Take it!" The blind man insisted on stuffing two things into my hands, "I can see that you are a novice, but I can also see that you are different from others, you are naturally suitable for eating yin and yang rice." Put my life in your hands, I can rest assured! ”

After saying that, he no longer hesitated and jumped directly into the hole in the ground.

It is worth mentioning that before the secret passage opened, what I saw was that the iron portal was pressed under a translucent coffin.

But when the iron plate was lifted, except for the range of candlelight, it was still pitch black all around, and the coffin pressed on the iron plate, along with the small humanoid light and shadow on the coffin lid, was gone.

There are no stairs in the secret door, but it is not deep, only about two meters high.

As soon as the blind man jumped down and landed on the wooden floor, he immediately made a muffled "bang".

When I heard this sound, I didn't think about it for no reason.

"Blind, what's under your feet?" I asked.

The blind man replied in a deep voice: "Yes, but now is not the time to explain, hurry down." ”

Sanmao and I glanced at each other, didn't hesitate any longer, took the butter wax head in her hand, dragged it with one hand, and put her down. Then he lay down at the entrance of the cave and handed her the wax head, and jumped down.

"Bang!"

Falling to the ground, there was another muffled sound.

The strange feeling that I had just now was even stronger, and the wooden floor under my feet didn't seem to be solid, but there was a certain space underneath, and in that space, there was something unknown.

However, I didn't have time to dwell on it.

Because, before I could settle down, I saw that under the reflection of the candle flame, in addition to the shadows of me, the blind man and Sanmao, there were several black humanoid black shadows shaking on the wall on one side!

What's the situation?

Is that a ghost?

Didn't the broken book say that ghosts have no shadows?

Before I could figure it out, I saw a dark shadow on the wall and pounce on the back of the other!

I was already familiar with the chubby figure that was pounced, so I didn't think about it, and blurted out loudly: "Sanmao, squat!" ”

Sanmao is also clever, and before I could settle down, he was already holding the wax head with one hand and his head with the other, and squatted on the ground with an "ah" sound.

Seeing the black shadow on the wall fluttering into the air, I just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but I saw the wax head held by Sanmao, and the candle flame flashed suddenly.

I was so scared that my hair stood on end, it was pitch black, and the butter wax head was our only light. If the candle goes out, I ...... I don't even have a lighter.

Unexpectedly, the flame of the wax head swayed violently, but it was not extinguished.

Not only did it not go out, but it was as if someone had sprayed a puff of gasoline on the fire with a watering can, and the fire suddenly jumped more than two feet high!

At the same time, I smelled a burnt smell in my nose that words could not describe. It was as if something was on fire, and that thing was by no means within my knowledge......

"What's going on? Can I get up? Sanmao was already crying, holding his wax head with one hand, like a captive who had been instigated into his grandmother's house.

"Don't get up yet." The blind man's breathing became noticeably heavier.

I'm not much better than him.

Looking at the surrounding environment through the candle flame, I only heard the sound of the two of them panting and the sound of Sanmao sobbing uncontrollably.

The blind man looked around and squinted at me: "What do you see?" ”

I swallowed dryly and told the truth: "In addition to us, there are many figures on the wall. ”

The blind man stood still for a long time, and did not say a word.

I couldn't help but ask him what to do next. I heard him suddenly say in a hoarse and low voice that was almost squeezed out of his throat: "You listen to me, you also squat, don't turn your head......"

"You and Sanmao don't turn their heads!" He suddenly raised his voice, "Use your altar wood to knock on the ground in each direction." Remember, don't turn your head! ”

In this case, my cold sweat was already running down my hair and sideburns.

Hearing this, he forced himself to calm down and squatted down tremblingly.

By the candlelight, I could see that the 'floor' under my feet was very unusual.

This floor should have been painted, I don't know how many years have passed, the patent leather has long been mottled, in some places, large pieces of patent leather have long been peeled off, more places are upturned fish scale-like patent leather.

I also found that although the color of these patent leathers is not the same as before, the color of the patent leathers is different between the considerable intervals!

"Why don't you knock yet?"

The blind man's voice was low, but to me at this time, it sounded as thrilling as a thunderbolt.

Instead of tapping the ground immediately, I reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief and told him what I saw.

The blind man was obviously secretly baring his teeth: "I see it!" I'm not really blind! I'll let you knock the ground with the town altar wood! ”

I looked up at him, and then at Sanmao, who was curled up in fright like a 'granddaughter', gritted my teeth, took out the town altar wood from my pocket, and slapped it down to the floor as the blind man instructed.

"Smack!"

In a flash, I squinted my eyes and saw that all the dark shadows on the wall except for us were shivering.

At the same time, I seemed to faintly hear the screams of several people at the same time.

Damn, these dark shadows are ghosts.

The broken book says that Zhentan wood can defeat ghosts, it turns out to be true!

My hanging heart fell a little, and I was just about to take a second shot, when suddenly I heard the blind man ask in a low voice: "Do you know the direction of gossip?" ”