Feng Yu took a general look around the room and felt that it was a room used to store things. There were a lot of moldy firewood piled in the corners of the floor.
Under the illumination of lamps and flashlights, Feng Yu's heart started to beat wildly. He recalled the scene in his memory. This place was exactly the same as the scene that appeared in his mind when he was a child. Feng Yu suppressed his emotions.
Although there are some general differences, the position of the table and firewood in Feng Yu's memory has not changed.
Feng Yu took a breath first and recalled the scene in his mind. He should have been standing outside the room at that time. Could it be that he was standing at the door and saw inside?
Feng Yu felt everything was unbelievable, and the weirdness in his heart reached the extreme. He didn't expect that this place really existed. When he was a child, he stood at the door of this room and saw the terrifying scene inside.
Thinking of this, Feng Yu subconsciously looked back. Isn't that terrifying person still here?
Feng Yu's mind was a little numb, he kept cursing in his heart, and looked at this place in fear. This was no longer a problem that could be explained by chance. This was a conspiracy, a complete conspiracy.
After taking a few deep breaths and calming down, Feng Yu made sure that the place he had seen on that heavy rainy day when he was a child should be here. There seemed to be some deviations in his memory. He was not outside the window, but at the door.
The father and the second uncle lied to themselves that they were dreaming, and there was obviously a ghost. What could be hidden in this place? With so many Feng family members, no one dared to discover the secret here for many years, so there must be something wrong.
However, Feng Yu knew nothing about these. All the important clues he could find were found by him bit by bit. Since it really happened, there would inevitably be some clues left behind. No matter what Feng Yu saw here,
Who is he and who has stayed here? As long as we can find out some relevant things, these are crucial clues.
Feng Yu began to search the room, checking everything he could see.
Under the light, the walls are painted with white paste. Some places are papered and covered with dust. I don't know what is covered behind the paper. There is nothing in the cabinet in the corner, but there are some things inside.
I found some traces of being caught, which are difficult to spot unless you look carefully.
Then there is nothing else. There is a place on the wall that is a little lighter in color. It may have been a door originally, connecting the room next door. I don’t know if it was sealed later or if the wall was damaged and repaired.
In the room opposite, you can also see such a trace. It seems that it should have been sealed later. Except for that, there is nothing else to find. The rooms next to it are empty and there is basically nothing.
As you can see, there are only some things placed in the first room.
There are some books on the table, which are two tables joined together. Feng Yu doesn't understand the purpose of this. What will a big table put together be used for?
The papers on the table were covered with a lot of dust. Feng Yu picked out a few and blew off the thick dust on them. He found that the contents inside were very trivial, with some very weird words written on them, and some that were completely incomprehensible.
I don’t understand numbers, but there seems to be a pattern in their arrangement.
Behind the paper stuck on the wall, there were also some puzzling patterns and numbers recorded. Feng Yu pulled out a few of them in succession. They were all like this. Feng Yu felt that there was no need to clean up all those things.
The content above was most likely scribbled by someone out of boredom.
Finding nothing on the paper, Feng Yu sighed and turned his attention to the books on the table, looking for information that might be useful.
The paper in the book was rotten, and after turning a few pages, woodlice crawled out of it. These insects like the shade, and their beautiful dreams were wiped out by the writhing of their feathers.
After flipping through a few books, there were basically no useful clues. Feng Yu patiently flipped through the remaining books. These books were all buried in dust. The slightest movement would raise dust all over the sky.
However, Feng Yu couldn't care so much. He flipped through the remaining notebooks page by page and took out some documents mixed in them.
It seems to be some kind of drawing, or some manuscript. Fortunately, the words on it can still be seen clearly, and Feng Yu can recognize it.
I saw a name written on the first one, "Yishangong", followed by a series of numbers, and a number similar to a house number, "02·010."
Feng Yu murmured in his heart, what do you mean? Is the password written in this number a house number? Or is it the page number of some book?
Feng Yu calmed down and found that there were several similar pictures behind him, and there was even a picture that was quite sloppy and not at the same level as the ones hanging outside.
After carefully identifying it, Feng Yu realized after looking at it for a long time that this girl was nothing at all. She was probably just painting some kind of portrait when she was idle. Moreover, this person must not be good at painting, at least he was good at painting.
European abstract artists follow the same path.
The painting is extremely weird. It doesn't look like a human being at all. Instead, it looks a bit like the fox fairy statue that Feng Yu saw in the fox fairy's tomb. If it weren't for a few human features, ghosts would be able to tell what the painting is, and Feng Yu's expression.
I was very helpless. I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so I went out to play?
Obviously not, Feng Yu told himself, there might be some dirty secrets behind these things.
There are many puzzling lines in the painting.
Feng Yu recognized that these were human queens, so these insignificant lines had no meaning.
Feng Yu secretly laughed in his heart, saying that this ancestor of the Feng family really has a wide range of interests and hobbies. It's okay to draw some strange paintings in a place like this. He flipped through several paintings in a row. The contents were almost the same, but they were all a bit unclear.
There are routine pictures and a bunch of numbers that I don’t know what they represent.
Feng Yu cursed, maybe he felt that everyone had taken away the useful things, but he didn't give up, thinking that there would always be something left behind, so he focused his eyes on the remaining things in the room, which was in the corner.
The cabinets and the rotten firewood on the ground.
The cabinet was indeed empty, but there was a locked drawer at the bottom. Feng Yu pulled it open and felt that it was heavy inside. Generally speaking, this kind of furniture abandoned in the cellar would not be locked.
Feng Yu felt that there was a way out and became inexplicably excited.
The matter of unlocking is simple. Strong force can do wonders, and no matter how powerful the iron teeth are, they cannot withstand violent demolition.
Feng Yu found a relatively hard piece among the rotten firewood in the ground, and inserted it hard into the crack of the drawer. The cabinet was already damp, but with a little force, the drawer fell off the cabinet before the lock could fall apart.
Feng Yu pointed his flashlight at the drawer with great expectation. Sure enough, it was full of things. Feng Yu put the lamp in his hand on the ground and rummaged through the drawer.
What puzzles Feng Yu is that the things inside are some insignificant items, two worn-out writing brushes, an inkstone, and some Tiangong and other books, similar to "Mengxi Bi Tan", "Qi Min Yao"
"Shu", "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic", "Tiangong Kaiwu" and so on.
Except there are many envelopes inside. They look like old envelopes at first glance, but they are empty and there is no letter left inside.
Feng Yu flipped through a few more books, and found nothing else. He sat down on the ground, not caring about anything dusty, and tiredly looked at the layout of the room after being exhausted mentally and physically.
Back then, the figure that impressed Feng Yu so deeply in his memory was also sitting here. He had a black arm and a very scary face. He was sitting where Feng Yu was now. Feng Yu should have been outside the door back then.
There was a time difference of nearly twenty years, and Feng Yu's mind was very confused. He had no memory at all. If he had been here before, he would not have been able to bypass the giant coffin outside, but why didn't he remember it at all?
Could it be that he was overly frightened and selectively forgotten?
Feng Yu secretly cursed himself, it's so fucking embarrassing that he, a person who has been fighting all over the world, still has selective amnesia for fear?
It would be damn bad if outsiders knew about this.
It was pitch black everywhere, and the silence was chilling. At the same time, Feng Yu was also doubting himself, what on earth was going on?
