"Gao Zhijian, what are you talking about? Could it be that you read it wrong, right?" Chun Xiaoman looked at the brown book in the other person's hand with confusion.

What she said from the other person was messy. She really couldn't understand what she was saying, and what was without birth and death, and what was born from her dantian?

Why did your son crawl out of his body? Is he still a human?

A strange thought popped up in Xiaoman's mind. "Will the person who wrote this book be like Senior Brother Li? Isn't it?"

Feeling that Gao Zhijian was suspected by his companion, he put his hand in his pocket and silently pressed against the wall to continue walking forward. "Hmph"

Chun Xiaoman was about to pull Bai Lingmiao to follow him, but as soon as he touched Bai Lingmiao's hand, he felt that the other party's hand was so cold.

"What's wrong? Miaomiao?" Hearing Chun Xiaoman's inquiry, Bai Lingmiao, with a bad face, shook her head and followed Gao Zhijian's back in the distance.

As I walked, there was another book after a while. It seemed like the place where books were placed, but the content of this book was more obscure than the previous one. It would be better not to read it after reading it.

"Miaomiao, how could there be these strange books in your ancestral hall?" Chun Xiaoman asked the only living Bai family member.

This place doesn't seem to be dangerous, but whether it is the white lotus banners or the contents of the previous books, it always feels very strange.

Who would make these messy things in such a big place under their own ancestral hall? Will you not be afraid of the ancestors who dreamed of cursing people?

Bai Lingmiao paused for a while before answering, as if trying to recall something. "I don't know, I am a woman, and I never let me in for worshiping ancestors in the past."

At this moment, Gao Zhijian in front of him stopped again, and his tall body stood there blankly, so that the two people behind him didn't know what was ahead.

"Horse." Gao Zhijian rarely stuttered.

Bai Lingmiao suddenly let go of Chun Xiaoman's hand, walked to Gao Zhijian, and looked up at the ceramic horse head that was bigger than his body.

The horse's head was lifelike, as if it was real. The horse's two eyes were staring straight ahead, causing great pressure to any existence standing in front of it.

Bai Lingmiao walked under the horse and touched the smooth and hard body with her hands. A trace of confusion appeared in her eyes. This feeling was so familiar.

"This porcelain horse is so big. What a stove to burn it." Gouwa said with emotion.

"Hmm?!" Chun Xiaoman turned his head and looked at the dog baby who suddenly appeared, "When did you come?"

"Why can't I come? Seeing you running here one or two, I thought you were hiding it from me." Gouwa looked around the ceramic horse.

"Junior Sister Bai, your Bai family used to do ceramics? You can sell such a big horse and you will have to pay twenty or thirty taels of silver, right?"

As soon as he turned around, he happened to collide with a figure in the darkness, which scared him to death.

When the figure looked like a ceramic man without a head or an arm, he gave the other person a swearing.

"I've been here in this place." Bai Lingmiao's voice attracted everyone else to look at her.

Bai Lingmiao stared at the tall horse and tried hard to recall those very vague memories. "My grandfather brought it here, when I was very young."

"I cried that day and wanted to ride a horse, but my grandfather said riding a horse was too dangerous, so he brought me here to let me ride this pottery horse. I had a lot of fun that day."

As he was talking, Bai Lingmiao frowned, "I seem to remember that the horse flew up. It took me to the painting to play. It was so lively there, and there were many adults and children playing with me! Yes! There are paintings here!"

Thinking of something, Bai Lingmiao quickly turned around and rushed towards the dark side. The others were shocked when they saw it and hurriedly followed.

Before they could walk a few steps, they saw Bai Lingmiao stopping in front of a wall. There were paintings on the wall, but the paintings were full of pure white lotus blooming on the black water surface, not many of the people she had mentioned before.

"What is this place?" At this time, Bai Lingmiao remembered what Senior Brother Li seemed to have told him, as if he was saying something bad was done by the Bai family.

But before, she was completely shocked with the huge despair of her whole family, and her emotions were almost broken, so she didn't notice these things at all.

"No, how could that happen? My grandfather...my father and my mother." Bai Lingmiao remembered the perfect image of the family members in his heart, and a hint of hesitation appeared on his face.

"Look, the little lotus on the wall is actually an oil lamp." Gouwa took out the fire box and leaned over and lit it.

As the white lotus flowers gradually ignited, everything around them gradually became brighter, and the entire entire underground hall gradually appeared in front of them.

The first thing to attract attention was a mural in front of the hall. The mural was huge and there was also a burning furnace for burning incense, which was enough to prove the importance of the mural in the heart of the original owner.

There are six lifelike black horses on the mural, with a blooming white lotus on it, and there is nothing on the lotus.

Originally, the background color of this mural was bright yellow, but on the lotus, there was a twisted area that was very strange and did not even have the background color. It directly exposed the uneven adobe wall, making it look particularly abrupt.

After reading the mural of unknown significance, they began to look around the hall.

The entire hall is rectangular and two feet tall. The entire hall is well connected, and there are many cave entrances around it that lead to where they are.

It seems that there is another underground village underground in the entire Niuxin Village.

The top of the wall was painted with various exquisite patterns, most of which were mainly white lotus, and the lower end was set off by ink black.

Paired with the three huge ceramic black horses in the center of the hall and hundreds of ceramic portraits around it that had not been completed, this scene shocked Gouwa's chin to the point of falling off. "Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, this emperor's palace is so grand, right?"

Seeing that there was no danger around, Gao Zhijian put down the mace in his hand and scratched his head and looked at Bai Lingmiao beside him in confusion.

"Miaomiao? What's wrong? Is her face so bad? Do you feel uncomfortable? Why don't you go up first?" Chun Xiaoman asked softly, holding Bai Lingmiao.

Bai Lingmiao shook his head and gently pushed Xiaoman away, looking at everything around him with a complicated expression, looking for the memory that still exists in his memory.

Bai Lingmiao thought about it and saw a vague figure of a child appearing among the ceramic people around him.

She wore a tiger-head hat and tiger-head shoes, a cotton-padded jacket, and her big pink eyes were very cute.

"Big Big~!"

The child staggered forward, and when he was about to fall, he pounced forward with force, pounced in the arms of an old man with a smile.
Chapter completed!