After calming down, I thought about the matter carefully from beginning to end, and I expressed my opinion to Daya: First, it is certain that we are not in the room we first came in; second, I believe we have never left that room. Because we have been confused until now, it took less than half an hour. With the old man's physical condition, it is impossible for us to be moved outside the house, and we will not be discovered by Liuye and others outside.

After hearing what I said, Daya took out his cell phone and looked at it, frowned, and then shook it hard, with a very frustrated expression: "Mom, there is no signal here. You said we have never left that house, so we must be underground now?"

I nodded, then looked up at the roof, and I also felt that we should be underground in that room now, with a depth of more than five meters, otherwise the phone would not have no signal at all.

If this place is underground and completely closed, we must find the exit as soon as possible, otherwise it won’t take long, and the air will not circulate, and we will be suffocated to death. I walked around the corner, and looked at it and said to Daya: “I guess we should be right below the room, even if it is diagonally below, it will not be too far, because from the perspective of time, it would be a bit difficult to fix the two old men with the body of a bad old man. I guess there may be some flipboard and slide mechanisms that directly smooth us down.”

While speaking, I took advantage of the light of the lighter to see half a candle on the kang table, so I walked over and lit the candle. The candlelight was not very bright, but in this dark space, I felt that the light of the floral light seemed to emit thousands of rays of light, making the whole room bright. Although I also knew that lighting candles would definitely waste limited oxygen and force us to a desperate situation faster, it was much better than touching the darkness.

The flashlight is waterproof and can be used again if it is taken out of the tank, but when you think of the things in the tank, you will directly dispel this idea.

After hearing what I said, Daya stood on the kang, crossed her feet, holding a broom in her hand, and was carefully pounding the roof, tilting her head, and tilting her ears to carefully distinguish whether there were any different sounds of the knocking. She was not idle in her mouth and said to me: "Let's Liang, since we are underground and the house is above us, the possibility of the roof being in the roof being in the most powerful way. I guess, if you want to go back to the ground, you have to think of a solution from above, then there must be a roof being in the roof. You say, our great wisdom is actually planted in the hands of an old coffin, and it's fucking embarrassing to say it."

What was originally quite nervous was that Daya was disturbed by this, which made it a bit like a summer camp adventure, and it was very clear. However, this was much stronger than a silent and depressing atmosphere, and it also diluted the fear and fear in the heart.

While we were teasing, we carefully tapped and checked the corners and looked at them all. If there were holes for rats, we had to take a few hands and feet. On the one hand, we were not idle. After checking all the walls, we were so tired that our waists were sore and my legs were sore, and we couldn't lift our arms, but we still found nothing.

Daya and I both lit a cigarette, squatted on the ground, without saying a word, and were thinking about something irrelevant. The room was as quiet as death. Time seemed to have frozen, and an unknown smell filled the air. I felt depressed and uncomfortable when I took a breath.

Seeing the smoke rising from the cigarette floated upwards, my heart felt a little cold. It seemed that the room was really windy. I wonder how long the oxygen in the room could last. After taking a puff of the cigarette, Daya twisted the cigarette butts hard on the ground: "Let's Liang, we have checked the wall and the roof, but we didn't see any name. Could it be that we were transferred out of thin air and became a living person? Or is this room that we entered. Could it be a haunted? Another ghost was the wall?"

I snatched out the cigarette butt, and bounced a lot of force with my fingertips, and looked at my big teeth: "What a fucking ghost? If it is a haunted, the compass will not be unresponsive. It is indeed a bit evil here, but there is no evil spirit in the room. Since there is no secret door mechanism on the wall and the roof, we will check it carefully and look at the ground, the kang, the stove, etc. Maybe there are no other discoveries."

In fact, we all have a premonition in our hearts that there will be no discovery in this kind of place, but we still don’t give up until the Yellow River. We stood up and jumped onto the kang quickly, moved the table on the kang away little by little, and lifted up the kang mat. It looks like the scene where the Japanese looked for authentic in "Tunnel War".

I shook my head and smiled bitterly, walked to the stove, and started a new round of searches. The house was actually not big and there was no furniture. Soon I turned it over again, but I still found nothing.

Daya and I were a little discouraged, but no one showed it. Daya still didn't give up and knocked on the ground, saying listlessly: "Let's go, you said we won't die in this broken place. I think we are also extraordinary talents of Yiqun. Before we first showed our strength, we will be unjust and unhappy. We are really great and depressed."

After saying that, he sighed: "You can't say that this airtight house is really a bit of the ancient tomb where Xiaolongnu and Yang Guo live. But you are not Xiaolongnu, but a man. I'm really a little unwilling to die here with you."

This guy has always been a rotten man, and I have been used to it for a long time. When I heard him say this, I couldn't hold it in. He retorted: "Don't pick up anything and stick it on your face. You're also Xiaolongnu. I told you, it's fortunately it's me. If Grandma Sun was here, you would know how happy it would be to be with me. I didn't even dislike you, you still pick some people."

The words I lost when I was buried in Daya were speechless for a moment. At this moment, I didn’t know if it was telepathy or any other impact, but I felt like a flash of lightning in my mind. We turned our heads almost at the same time, staring at the jar in the corner.

We flipped through the house so many times, but we all ignored one place, which was the water tank in the corner of the wall.

Maybe I was extremely afraid and disgusted with the water tank in my heart, so I instinctively avoided it. Now it seems that there may be the only hope to go out. Now, I didn’t care about my disgust and fear, so we held our breath and walked over. Daya and I pointed to the jar, and we knew in our hearts that we must move the jar away and see what happened.

Because this kind of water tank is too thick and hard to use, I opened my arms and hugged the tank together, and started to use force. I hummed and screamed for a long time. To our surprise, the tank seemed to be welded to the ground, letting both of us use all the strength, but the tank didn't move at all.

Seeing this, Daya and I couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded. With the two of us, even if we are both weak scholars, our powerful force would have to shake even if it was five hundred kilograms. But even if the tank was filled with things, it would only be about three hundred kilograms. We wouldn't be so weak that we couldn't move such things, right?

"Mom, this play seems to be growing on the ground. Why is it so heavy and motionless?" Daya probably used all the energy to feed her breasts just now, and she was a little sighing and gasping when she spoke.

I was also puzzled and couldn't figure out what was going on. After a moment, I was ecstatic, danced and shook my big teeth's shoulders and said, "Big teeth, it's a good thing that we didn't move, which means there is something wrong with this tank and it's a mystery. Since I can't move, we can try to move it."

After hearing what I said, Daya woke up and nodded constantly to agree.

We half-squatted down again, hugged the cylinder, began to turn hard, and turned left, but it didn't move. After shouting "One, Two, Three", we saved up another force and turned right, but it was also very heavy. Just when we wanted to give up, we suddenly felt that the hand holding the cylinder moved slightly, and for a moment it couldn't tell whether the hand was slipping and the cylinder itself had turned.

Looking up, I seemed to feel the change like me. I was also staring at me. We didn't say anything. When we lowered our heads, we gritted our teeth and tried our last effort.

I heard the sound of "click, click" and my ears, as if there was a mechanism to start. I was quick-witted and jumped onto the kang with my big teeth, and picked up the kang table and stood in front of us. This set of movement was pissed, and even I felt as flowing as flowing water. When the big teeth reacted, I had already pressed his head and huddled behind the dining table.

The sound of "click, click" sound came, and the sound of "click, click" sound came. After the sound of the water tank, it began to rotate slowly. It was not too late, and I stopped after a "click" sound, and then there was no movement again.

Daya and I are almost all soldiers now, worried that there will be short swords, hidden arrows and other things like those written in the novel. For caution, we lay behind the table for a while, and we didn't hear any movement after six or seven minutes. Then we plucked up our courage and tiptoed down from the kang.

This kind of water tank used in rural areas is very large, about one meter and two in height, and the diameter of the cylinder opening is about one meter, and the surface is very smooth when you touch it.

Generally, the water tank is made of clay with glaze on it. After careful observation, this large tank is found not like an ordinary water tank, but more like a stone, exuding an ancient atmosphere.

The water tank just turned half a circle, and now the back was aimed at us. I asked Daya to bring the candle over and looked carefully. The tank was still half of the water in it, and the rotten meat was still floating on the water surface, and the bones were soaked, and there was no change in it.

But I felt that there seemed to be a vague pattern on the body of the tank just after turning around. I closed the candlelight with my hands and looked carefully. Sure enough, there were some shallow and thin lines engraved. If I hadn't looked carefully, I wouldn't have noticed it. Daya and I were a little overjoyed, rubbing the pattern with our sleeves, which made it clearer, and then we widened our eyes and looked.

The picture shows a person sitting in a bathtub similar to that of the present, taking a bath. The depiction is very concise. According to principles, it is impossible to see the facial features of the person taking the bath. But for some reason, I always feel that the person is laughing, and the smile is very mysterious, making people feel a little uneasy.

Daya also saw it and asked me in a low voice: "Let's Liang, what does that painting mean? Could it be that we were letting us take a shower like that buddy in this tank, but I think the guy who took the shower was a bit wrong, and I always felt that he was smiling at us, and I wonder if it was an illusion?"

I was also a little confused. There are two possibilities for the pattern on this picture. One is that this kind of tank was originally a kind of bath container used in ancient times, just like the current bath barrel; the other is that it may tell us how to go out, which is to enter the tank like the one drawn on the picture.

When Daya heard the method I told him to enter the tank, his head shaking like a wavy drum, and waved his hands at me: "I feel that the first possibility is reliable. I guess this pattern is the purpose of this tank. If you can't prepare it, it's the past 'bath bucket'. The second possibility you mentioned is too disgusting. Besides, even if you hold back the nausea, you can go out "swoosh" by sitting inside. This is not a mythical novel."

I also know what Daya said makes sense, but in this situation, there is really no other way. Just bet on a dead horse. Anyway, it’s nothing to be scary. Whether it’s OK or not, you can only take a gamble and leave it to fate.
Chapter completed!