Chapter 37 There is no other way to ask for golden diamonds!
After hearing this, I looked over and saw that there was actually a small door on the wall next to the tunnel. Moreover, the small door was still ajar. It looked very simple in shape and made of wood.
"Strange, why is there a door here? Xiaoxian, have you noticed it before?" I asked quickly.
Deng Junxian shook his head quickly and said: "I... this is my first time here... I've never heard of it..."
The old cat glanced twice, turned to me and asked: "Lin Yang, what do you think?"
I scratched my head and said, "I'm not Yuanfang, why are you asking me what I think?"
The old cat suddenly frowned and said: "That's wrong, it shouldn't be a wooden door..."
As soon as he said it, I immediately reacted. Subway tunnels are underground, which is very humid, and there are often complicated sewers. If a secret door is really placed in a subway tunnel, the material should definitely not be made of wood.
Because the wood material is very easy to be corroded by water vapor, in less than half a year, this door will be useless!
The door in front of us now has no traces of corrosion at all. It has been half a year since this line was opened. It is indeed a bit strange that this door has remained intact for such a long time.
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What's even weirder is that there is no paint on this door!
It doesn’t require painting and is corrosion-resistant. This door is simply incredible!
I pointed to the door and asked the old cat: "Old cat, how about we go over and have a look?"
Deng Junxian felt a little conflicted when he heard it, shook his head and said: "Well... Mr. Lin, Mr. Cat, this is not good, what if this door..."
Before Deng Junxian finished speaking, Lao Mao immediately said: "What's wrong? Let's go and have a look."
With that said, he walked towards the small door without looking back.
Deng Junxian was helpless, sighed, and followed the old cat towards the small door.
The three of us crossed the railway track and finally reached the small door. The small door is much higher than the track, but there is no ladder. It is impossible to go up without a lot of effort.
The old cat was nimble and quickly got in. After getting in, he looked at the door and said, "Strange, this door doesn't look like the current design."
Deng Junxian and I struggled to climb up. Fortunately, the small door was ajar, otherwise the three of us would not have been able to stand. I walked up, looked down, and saw that there was nothing too conspicuous on the door.
Decoration, the only thing that can tell the age of the wooden door may be an old door knocker.
The door knocker really didn’t look like modern craftsmanship. Even during the Republic of China, it was impossible to make such a simple door knocker. I looked at it and said, "Old Cat, I haven’t seen too many antiques. Look,
When did this door appear to be a work of art?"
The old cat squinted his eyes and said, "I think..."
"Ming Dynasty or Qing Dynasty." Deng Junxian suddenly said confidently.
"Do you know this?" Lao Mao looked at Deng Junxian in surprise and asked.
Deng Junxian nodded and said: "Actually, I don't know, but I happened to attend an exhibition of classical architecture a few days ago, and there were several door knockers with similar designs to this one. They were all buildings from the early Qing Dynasty.
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I didn't expect this kid to have such a powerful memory, and I couldn't help but admire him.
The old cat frowned and looked at the small door and said: "This is strange. This door is much older than the subway, but why does it appear here? There was no tunnel here at that time.
,Why is there an extra door?”
I shook my head and said, "I'm afraid no one can answer this question for you, or I might go out and ask Tang Xiaobo later if he knows something?"
The old cat nodded and said, "Yes, let's see what's inside this small door first."
Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind suddenly blew out of the small door. The wind still carried the smell of blood. Deng Junxian was so frightened that he took a few steps back and said: "Mr. Cat, you...don't be impulsive...
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Lao Mao looked back at Deng Junxian and said, "If you are afraid, wait here, Lin Yang and I will go in."
Deng Junxian hesitated and said: "No... can you let Mr. Lin and I wait here, and Mr. Cat, you go in alone?"
The old cat glared at him and said contemptuously: "Dream."
As he spoke, the old cat strode towards the small door. Naturally, I went with him. Deng Junxian definitely didn't dare to stay here alone, so he had no choice but to follow us.
With three men together, it's more or less not that scary. Except for the weird wind inside, there's nothing too scary.
There is a cave inside the small door, which seems to be dug manually, but the time and age of the digging are obviously much older than the subway tunnel. I don't know why I always feel that this cave should have been located here a long time ago.
After walking a few steps, I discovered that this cave always goes upwards, which means that if we continue walking in this cave, it is likely to lead to the ground. However, according to this arc, we have to walk a long way to reach the ground.
The old cat kept walking silently without saying anything. Deng Junxian was at a loss and leaned against me very closely.
Suddenly, the old cat in front of me swayed and almost slipped. I was startled, and quickly stepped forward to catch the old cat and asked, "What's wrong? Is your foot crooked?"
The old cat shook his head, cursed, pointed to the ground and said, "There is something."
I quickly turned on the flashlight on my mobile phone and looked at the old cat's feet. I saw that the old cat's feet were sticky, as if there was some kind of liquid, and the liquid was very fishy and seemed to smell like blood!
"Is this... what was in the urinal that the old lady poured out?"
I asked in a low voice, but I felt that my guess was relatively reliable.
Deng Junxian screamed in fright and almost jumped up. He was really frightened. But the old cat lowered his head and smelled it, shook his head and said: "Although it is blood, it doesn't look like it was poured by an old lady. There is no blood here."
It's not considered moist. If the old lady had poured it before, it would have dried up by now..."
I was shocked, took a breath, and asked, "What do you mean?"
The old cat said: "This blood... is fresh."
As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a "Gah" sound behind me. It seemed that Deng Junxian was so frightened that he almost fainted. I quickly grabbed Deng Junxian and pinched his middle!
This guy was quite calm when he was following Wang Rujun. No matter what we said or what we looked at, he was not afraid at all. Now that he was in the tunnel, how could he become so weak all of a sudden? It was really a test.
The old cat ignored him. When I pinched him awake, the old cat pointed to the front and said: "It seems that there should be a person in front of him who has lost too much blood, or someone is dumping the fresh blood, but no matter how it comes
I'm afraid it's not a good thing..."
Deng Junxian finally regained his composure, but when he heard this, he was almost scared to the point of peeing again.
I quickly said to Deng Junxian: "You can rest here while Lao Mao and I go to the front to take a look."
Deng Junxian shook his head desperately and said: "Don't leave me, don't leave me..."
With no choice, I could only support Deng Junxian and follow the old cat forward.
The cave inside is not straight, so we can't see what's going on in front of us. Such a dark and closed environment adds a strange atmosphere here.
After taking a few steps, there was more and more blood on the ground, accompanied by some weird liquid. The old cat looked at it, nodded to me, and said: "Lin Yang, someone must have been killed, and there is still something in the blood."
There is something smelly, and if you guess correctly, it should be urine."
I was so frightened that I didn’t even dare to breathe. The blood was bleeding like this. It would be such a miserable death...
Deng Junxian made another "Gah" sound and lost his breath. He almost couldn't wake up. I touched his nose and found that he was still breathing, so I said: "Put him here first, so as not to get in the way."
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The old cat nodded and continued walking forward with me.
After walking a few more steps, I suddenly turned a corner and saw a fat figure!
The figure was half sitting on the ground, his eyes wide open! His mouth was also opened violently, saliva flowed all over his face and neck, and the clothes on his upper body were all torn apart, and the skin on his chest and stomach was ripped open.
, the internal organs were almost exposed, and blood kept flowing out...
He is none other than Master Lingzhao, one of the eight great masters.