He lit a cigarette, and the nicotine of the tobacco calmed his mind even more. There is a problem with this old mansion www.biquge.info, and it is definitely different from other mansions. The Zhang family is a big family, although it is not the Duan family's leading gangster, but it is definitely a well-known heir to the Yellow River, there is such a big treasure hidden in the family, and at night it must be a group of family members patrolling back and forth, why is there no shadow of a person in this old mansion?

Either it means that there is indeed no Dayu Shending in this house, or it means that all the Zhang family members are afraid of this house.

He sniffed, there was a vicissitudes in this old mansion, it was a kind of vicissitudes of time, it was difficult to describe it in words.

He walked to the front of the mansion and touched the rubble on the roof, he had collected a few pieces in his antique shop before, although they were not very valuable, but they were old objects, worthy of collection. This is the celadon tile fired by the official kiln in Shaanxi at the end of the Ming Dynasty, and it can be judged that the history of this old mansion is at least 500 years old.

Why didn't anyone live in such an old mansion? Or did he not find out about the special people who lived there? No way, he didn't feel the breath of a living person in this old mansion at all. He had been paying attention to it since he had just crossed the wall with the blue butterfly.

It is said that among the Miao people in Guizhou, the homes of ordinary Gu raisers are spotless, but this is the dry Loess Plateau, which is the great northwest, and there will definitely be no Gu Po living there.

He walked to the door and looked at the precious wooden door carved from the boxwood of this mountain, the carved flower on this door is a water dragon, a four-clawed water dragon, and the water dragon is also a water dragon, which is similar to the dragon, it is the body of precipitation, but the general big families did not dare to use the dragon at that time, the dragon is a symbol of the royal family, and the dragon must be allowed by the local Zhou County Government.

The Zhang family is definitely qualified, the Zhang family is a craftsman of the Yellow River, and they are corpse collectors of the Yellow River, they are like dragons in the water.

This boxwood door carving is really good, especially the dragon eyes of this dragon, which is very expressive, as if it is spitting fairy breath in the water.

He was fascinated by it, and before he knew it, he stretched out his hand and touched the boxwood door, which was good, and he heard the wooden door creaking...... He pushed him away.

In the silence of the night, the movement was very permeable, and the frightened Wushuang couldn't help but take a few steps back, for fear that there was something evil hidden in the old mansion that should be pounced out of it.

The house is pitch black, there is no light to be seen, this house is almost completely closed, the old-fashioned house window generally faces south, the northwest also belongs to the north, the northerners pay attention to feng shui and the southerners are different, the yang house pays attention to sitting in the north and facing south, the northerners like the warmth of the sun, because the winter is long and cold every year, and the sun is the warmest when it enters the room in a day.

But the windows in this old house are pasted with a layer of opaque black paper, in the previous dynasty, the glass making process was not introduced by China, at that time almost the windows were pasted with window paper, white, very thin, can be semi-transparent sunlight, but it is not easy to see from the outside. This layer of black paper is similar to the window paper in front of you, but the color is different.

Paste black window paper, not to mention in modern times, even in the old society or ancient times, not that the common people do not use, but unlucky, ordinary people use white paper, and red paper is used for happy events.

With a clatter, the boxwood door habitually circled around the hinge, and finally touched a furniture shelf behind the door, and it did not move.

He shook his nose with a comical expression, like a dog smelling bones. There is a faint fishy smell, which is a bit exaggerated to say that the fishy smell is more like the fishy smell of fresh water. Water has a fishy smell, unless it is tap water, because there are no organisms in the tap water, and the water quality in the normal freshwater river is good, the more fish and other creatures in it, so there will be this faint fishy smell.

He took a tentative step forward without two directions, stepped into the door of the old mansion with one foot, and stopped outside with one foot, and could run away at any time if there was an accident.

The moment his foot stepped on the threshold, his heart suddenly shook uneasily, as if struck by lightning, and then the feeling was fleeting.

He pulled out the Cold Blood Treasure Blade, held the treasure knife in one hand, and turned on the flashlight with the other hand, and the button of the flashlight gently pushed forward, yo? Why doesn't it light up? Is there no power? Duan Zirui, this stingy ghost, don't you even have a battery to prepare a flashlight for yourself? He shook it, and it really didn't light up. But you obviously checked it before you set off?

He looked down and was still shaking his flashlight, thinking it was a bad contact. Suddenly, the fishy smell in front of him came to his nose, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly retreated a few steps back. It was obvious that the fishy wind was less than a meter away from him, and when he exited the door and looked up, there was nothing in the room.

No, it's not that he feels wrong, it's that it's too dark in the room, there's no light in the room, and something is hiding in the dark and waiting for him to go in.

He is a guy who is not afraid of death, and he is also a person who likes to challenge all kinds of limits. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he smiled slightly. Xindao, okay, it turns out that Zhang Yunpeng has really laid a net here waiting for me to drill, okay, then Lao Tzu will drill for you, and see if you are one foot taller, or my magic is one foot higher!

Thinking of this, Wushuang took another step forward, and this time, he simply leaned in.

The moment he stepped into the old mansion, suddenly the most powerful fishy wind struck again, and he subconsciously waved his short knife and slashed at the left hand. At the same time, the other party seemed to be a practitioner, so he stuck his wrist with one hand and pressed his hand down again.

Although Wushuang's kung fu is average, it is also a true legend of stealing the door, unless you are a real master, otherwise, just the two ghost ghost hands taught by Ma Erye are enough for you to drink a pot. Wushuang saw that his wrist was caught, and immediately made a 360-degree turn of his body, and the whole turned over, with the twisting of his body, his wrist returned to the positive direction just now, and then pinched the finger of the short knife, and the short knife fell from between his fingers, and he sent it forward with his other hand, and the short knife was caught again, and he stabbed at the thing again with a different hand.

The thing hiding in the shadows also saw that Wushuang was not simple, and now if he continued to grasp Wushuang's wrist, he would have nowhere to hide and would definitely be stabbed by Wushuang. He had no choice but to let go of Wushuang, but as soon as he let go of Wushuang, Wushuang's sharp knife had already arrived in front of him.

The cold blood blade is extremely sharp, especially the blade, the sharp ones are glowing with cold light, the cold light appears, Wushuang glances at it through the cold light of the blade, and sees a pair of gloomy eyes in the reflection of the blade, those eyes are very deep, making Wushuang almost shudder.