Feng Yu glanced at Zhang Xiuxian and winked, and the two decided to go in.
Zhang Xiuxian said to Lao Meng and Yuxiang: "I will go in front and you two will stay behind. If there is any problem, just run away."
Seeing that the two of them insisted on going in, Lao Meng felt sorry for his face. He was always embarrassed to stay at the door with Yuxiang, "Then be careful, Yuxiang and I are following behind."
Feng Yu and Zhang Xiuxian entered Haijia's house. Behind the stone wall of the gate were waterways on the left and right sides. There were no cattails growing inside. Going along the waterway, it was seen that except for the stone structure, all the original wooden materials inside Haijia had rotted away.
Just like Bai Ran said, only a ruin remains of the Hai family's old residence.
The structure of Haijia's house looks very strange. From the outside, it looks like a Chinese style. But after entering, I found that its structure feels a bit like an ancient Miao village. The outside is surrounded by Chinese-style stone walls.
The ancient village, as if for some purpose, hides the style inside. Looking from the outside, you will definitely not find that there is a special world inside.
Looking at the scale of the ancient village inside, it is very strange. It is in the shape of a Chinese character and is surrounded by three-story buildings. The bottom and outer walls are all made of stone. The original wooden materials in many places have rotted and evaporated, but this does not affect the ancient village.
the overall structure of.
At first glance, Feng Yu looked very horrified. Some kind of thought flashed through his mind, but he couldn't remember what kind of thought it was.
Lao Meng and Yuxiang were far away. Lao Meng looked around cautiously, while Feng Yu and Zhang Xiuxian had entered the buildings in the ancient village. Feng Yu discovered that on the middle layer of the ancient village, there seemed to be
A very deep puddle.
Feng Yu looked around the building and felt that this place had a very familiar feeling, like a lump in his throat. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but he could never remember where he had seen such a place.
Finally fixing their eyes on the puddle in the middle, Lao Meng and Yuxiang walked over and said to Feng Yu: "Little Master Feng, there is nothing here. I think we should go back."
Zhang Xiuxian asked back: "Didn't Yuxiang say that there is a demon lake inside? What? Is it this puddle? Can there be water demons in here?"
"It's better to believe what is there than what is not. Yuxiang is never wrong. The deep puddle in the middle will most likely lead to the demon lake."
Zhang Xiuxian stretched out his feet on the edge to explore the depth. The puddle was indeed very deep, and the edges were repaired. The corners were very smooth. The entire puddle covered an area of about forty square meters. This place must have some other use.
Feng Yu stood there and fell into deep thought. He was thinking about one thing. The scene layout here was too familiar.
Feng Yu asked Zhang Xiuxian: "Zhang Xiuxian, do you feel that this place seems familiar?"
Zhang Xiuxian asked. Unless there are special circumstances, Feng Yu would not call him Zhang Xiuxian.
Full name, Zhang Xiuxian realized the seriousness of the problem and looked back carefully.
"Don't tell me, this place looks really familiar, eh? What the hell is this place? Have we been here before?"
Lao Meng seemed very nervous and had already taken in oxygen. Yuxiang took care of Lao Meng. It seemed that he didn't want to stay here any longer.
Feng Yu's mind was spinning rapidly, but he couldn't remember where this place was. He seemed familiar with it. He asked Yuxiang, "Yuxiang, is the demon lake you saw under this puddle?"
Yuxiang nodded slightly, and Lao Meng took two steps back, "Oh~ Mr. Feng, let's not dwell on these issues. What can be found in this place? I think it is a haunted house. Why don't we exit first?"
Find a way, some things cannot be forced."
Feng Yu knew that Lao Meng was afraid. Rich people love their lives and were afraid that he would lose his life and spend the remaining wealth.
"I said, don't yell, okay? What's not a haunted house? I tell you, the feng shui of this place is good. If you don't want to stay, you can go out and wait, so as not to get in the way." Zhang Xiuxian said impatiently.
"Okay, okay, little Mr. Feng, I'll be waiting outside the door. If you have any questions, just ask."
Yuxiang supported Lao Meng and walked out. Feng Yu warned: "Lao Meng, don't wander around. This place is a little weird."
"Don't worry, little Mr. Feng, I'm right at the door and I'm not going anywhere."
After Yuxiang and Lao Meng left, Feng Yu looked around the building. Some of the murals on the stone walls were still preserved, and they were painted with some elusive things. Most of the contents collapsed and weathered, making them unrecognizable. The remaining
The things in it are all scraps of paintings that don’t add up to the content.
Zhang Xiuxian felt that this place did not look like a place where the Hai family lived. It looked like a tomb. The patio, tomb pit, and wall paintings were built with the same structure as the tomb chamber.
Feng Yu believes that in Tibetan areas, you can see some desolate ruins and tombs everywhere, maybe they are the ruins of cities left in ancient times. Generally, it is not surprising for the burial people to see so many places like this. Places like Haijia should also belong to them.
A sort of.
Zhang Xiuxian knows many foreign friends who are very interested in the culture of Tibetan areas in China. Many explorers often form teams to explore Tibetan areas. Foreigners have advanced equipment and often get unexpected gains every time, and even discover
The existence of many underground ruins.
"Hey, Feng Yu, will the Hai family be just like those ancient city ruins? Tell me, what did their family do originally? What's the point of building such a place here?"
Feng Yu roughly restored the original scenery of Xiahai's house in his mind. The original building here must have been very grand, and only the ruins left could look like this.
Zhang Xiuxian suddenly thought of something as he spoke, "Hey, Feng Yu, holy shit, I fucking remembered, we have indeed been to this place before!"
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Xiu Xian pointed to the square-shaped patio and the surrounding buildings. This kind of ancient village-style appearance is indeed rarely seen, "Feng Yu, think about it, in that ancient building underground of his mother's Immortal King's Palace,
Is it similar to here?"
Feng Yu suddenly came back to his senses and was reminded by Zhang Xiuxian that he thought about it.
This place is indeed exactly the same in structure as the ancient building he saw under the Immortal King's Palace. Feng Yu can't figure it out. Feng Changmen built the Immortal King's Palace, so what's going on with the Hai family?
?
Feng Yu took a closer look and found that the two places were indeed the same. The impact on his heart was hard for him to accept. Feng Yu still remembered that Zhang Xiuxian and Zhang Manyue went to chase the old man from Shanshan, but he got separated from them alone.
, it was here that he discovered the bronze figurines at the back of the courtyard. Feng Yu thought to himself that Qiao'er's mother opened the door for Qiao'er. Qiao'er was home. Is there anything more ridiculous in the world than this?
In other words, there is something else about this Hai family that is related to the Feng family. In short, Feng Yu feels like he has entered a huge scam, and it is guiding Feng Yu step by step towards a path of no return.
road.
Feng Yu said: "Xiuxian, this place is really exactly the same as the ancient building in the Immortal King's Palace. The ancient building in the Immortal King's Palace was where the Feng family lived. I don't understand what the Hai family has to do with the Immortal King's Palace."
Zhang Xiuxian rolled his eyes, "Didn't Bai Ran say that among the people who built the Immortal King's Palace, there was a descendant of the Hai family, named Hai, who is the grandson of Lord Hai Buddha."
"Haimucho."
"Yes, yes, this is Hai Muchiao. Did he leak the secrets of the Hai family and build an exact same place in his own home?" Zhang Xiuxian analyzed.
Feng Yu felt that this idea was a bit unreasonable, "If this is the case, what is the purpose of Hai Muchiao building an identical home? What kind of habit does this have to make his home look like an ancient tomb?"
Zhang Xiuxian smiled and joked: "Hey, there are thousands of hobbies in the world. Maybe this person is like blind man Li and likes to collect some special things. He feels that sleeping in a designated tomb is more comfortable than his own bed.
It’s just hard to say whether his wife is willing or not.”
Feng Yu thought to himself, generally people like this have different emotions towards something, or maybe the pattern here was not built by Hai Muchiao at all? Is it someone else from the Hai family, or someone else?
All in all, there are too many possibilities here. Feng Yu focused his attention on the puddle in the middle. There was nothing else around. In order to find out what else might be hidden under the Hai family, Feng Yu walked behind the Hai family.
After taking a look, most of them were in dilapidated condition. This was the biggest doubt in front of me.
Building such a circular building and puddle in the center of the home must have a meaning for its appearance. Things must be reversed when they reach their extremes. Feng Yu's intuition told him that there must be something underneath this puddle.
