"A sound of breathing? What about Grandma Huo? Has she escaped long ago?"
Hearing this, Xiaohua's face changed, and she asked with anticipation.
"Accept the reality, Comrade Xiaohua! If that old woman had really gone out, would you still have this expression?"
"Besides, let's take a step back and say, if it's not fat man, even the little brother can't get out of trouble at this time, just old lady Huo?"
The fat man patted Xiaohua on the shoulder and spoke frankly, breaking the illusion in Xiaohua's heart.
"...So, what is Grandma Huo trying to do? She is so old that she still risks her own life to come to such a ghost place where there is no life or death?"
Xiaohua smiled bitterly. This was the worst outcome, and it was also the outcome that he had expected. But when the facts were in front of him, it was still a bit unbelievable.
"Why?"
"Why would a very old man come here at all costs before he dies?"
"I just committed the same mistakes that all people with great wealth and power will commit. I don't want to die!"
Hu Ming looked around and said in an indifferent tone.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore, let's get down to business!"
"Uncle Ming, I think we are in trouble! The style here is full of the strong style of late Qing Dynasty style Lei."
"According to Feng Shui theory and consistent design habits, the best location for the stairs in an ancient building should be on the edge of the building, usually on the east side."
"But.."
Wu Xie couldn't bear to see his childhood sweetheart worried, so he shook his head and changed the topic.
Wu Xie studied architecture at University, and because of my career, I have a very good understanding of ancient classical architecture.
But... I searched carefully around the hall several times, but I couldn't find the stairs going up.
Although they could clearly see the ceiling of the upper floor through the large corroded hole above their heads, they could not find the way to the second floor!
"Perhaps everyone in the Zhang family is as powerful as my little brother. With these few meters of height, they don't need stairs at all."
"As long as it's like a martial arts novel, you can fly up into the sky with a swish?"
The fat man raised his eyebrows, his imagination widening.
"No, not everyone in the Zhang family has the skills that humans can achieve like my little brother. In this base camp, there are many logistics personnel who are not skilled in martial arts."
"Besides, Huo Xiangu and the others are also here with me. Those people can't be comparable to me, right?"
Hu Ming shook his head and denied.
Do you really think that any cat or dog can be as powerful as my little brother?
"Then, how did they get up there?" Xiao Hua asked after she had regained consciousness.
"The Feng Shui here is special. The location of the Zhangjia Ancient Building is in a special position where the entire dragon vein knocks the bones and absorbs the marrow."
"The so-called Dragon Tower Palace is all for long-term peace, but the construction of the Zhang Family Ancient Tower does the opposite. It swallows the energy of the dragon veins and destroys the momentum of the dragon veins."
"As for this design, in order to ensure that something nurtured deep in the ancient building can smoothly absorb the energy of the dragon's veins, the existence of stairs must be abandoned in some places."
Hu Ming did not answer Xiaohua's question directly, but went to a pillar around the hall, held his breath, and swept away the white dust accumulated on it with gloves.
"I understand! It's not that there are no stairs here, but the stairs on the surface are transformed into a kind of hidden staircase!"
Looking at the reliefs revealed on the pillars, Wu Xie suddenly realized!
The reliefs on these pillars are of a very strange creature. Its head is that of a unicorn, but its body is unusually slender, resembling a dragon.
This weird creature hovers on the pillar, and it is obviously too protruding in many places. It is obviously an invisible staircase!
Looking at the thick dust covering the pillar, the fat man motioned to the others to take a few steps back, took out a kettle from his bag, weighed it, and smashed it over.
After the dust cleared, a few people started climbing up the pillar.
Hu Ming takes the lead, Fatty follows closely behind, Wu Xie is in the middle, and Xiaohua is behind.
Stepping on the Qilin Dragon's body, Hu Ming quickly climbed to the top of the pillar. With a slight exertion, he discovered that the floor above was not moving at all.
After rubbing the area with his hands for a moment, Hu Ming understood clearly and stepped lightly on a certain scale on the Qilin Dragon's tail.
Click~~~
The entire scale sank in, and then, the floor above the head shrank, and a spiral ladder came out from the gap.
Hu Ming really has never convinced anyone when it comes to computer expansion devices!
Several people climbed up one after another and reached the second floor without any danger.
As soon as the light came on, except for Hu Ming, who had already expected it, the other three people who saw the scene in front of them for the first time all trembled slightly.
On the second floor of the ancient building, the large space is filled with shelves made of special materials. At a glance, there are hundreds of them, and the iron figurines are neatly stacked on them!
Several people who already knew what was inside looked at this scene with unspeakable horror in their hearts.
What is this? A large morgue in ancient times where strange corpses were stored?
This thing is even more terrifying than the mass graves at night!
Hu Ming looked carefully and saw that all the shelves on which the iron figurines were placed were centered on this point and arranged in a radial pattern, showing a complete set of Fuxi's sixty-four hexagrams.
This hexagram... is very strange!
"Damn it, grandma. What kind of weird habits does this family have? Why do they still like to collect these ghosts? What's so valuable about collecting monster corpses?"
When Wu Xie introduced the origin of these ghosts to Xiaohua, the fat man muttered with a corner of his mouth.
Who the hell would put up such a level in their own residence?
Don't you feel sleepy even if you lie on a pile of corpses at night?
Hu Ming smiled and said nothing.
Isn't Mitra to the Zhang family just like experimental subjects to a mad scientist?
How could there be any scientist in this world who would be panicked about his test subjects?
