Chapter two hundred and thirty seventh mysterious passage
After entering this house, I walked forward slowly. This house was so big and had been abandoned for so many years. Grandpa said there was something he wanted to show me. What exactly did he plan to show me?
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In order to understand this, I searched carefully in the hospital bit by bit, trying to find some clues to infer my grandfather's true thoughts.
This house is a standard courtyard house in the countryside. I walked around for a while and found nothing worthy of my further attention. Isn't this just an ordinary house in the countryside?
What exactly is the medicine that grandpa sells in his gourd?
I originally wanted to go out and ask about the ins and outs of everything, but just when I was about to reach out and push the door open, I put my hand down again.
Maybe grandpa is a test for me?
His purpose was to let me find what he wanted to show me without too much information.
Thinking of this, I turned around again.
I looked around the yard again, and finally focused on a room on the east side. The room was not big, probably only a few square meters, and it looked like it should be a small warehouse.
There is also a lock on the door of that room. I have basically searched all the places in this house, but I haven't touched that room yet.
I gritted my teeth and walked towards the room.
I stopped when I was still two or three meters away from the door, took a deep breath, finally raised my feet and stomped towards the door.
As a result, I used too much strength this time. After I kicked the door open, I couldn't control my body and almost fell to the ground.
There weren't too many clutter in this room as I imagined. Except for a cabinet leaning against the wall in the far north, there was nothing else.
I looked around for a while and didn't see anything worthy of attention. Then I was ready to go out, but when I turned around, I suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing on the back of my head.
I turned around, I had just looked at it, and there was nothing behind me except the cabinet leaning against the wall.
Where did the wind blowing on the back of my head come from?
Could there be a ghost in this house? Thinking of this possibility, I immediately took out grapefruit leaves and wiped my eyes a few times, but after wiping my eyes with grapefruit leaves, I found nothing.
This is strange. I just felt the wind blowing on the back of my head. How could I not find the source of the wind?
I walked slowly to the cabinet, and then I was surprised to find that the wind blowing just now came from the cabinet that I was afraid of standing in front of me.
I looked at this cabinet carefully, and I realized that the wind did not actually come from this cabinet, but from the gap between the cabinet and the wall.
I hesitated for a moment, and then pushed the cabinet aside. After the cabinet was pushed aside, I saw that there was a passage behind the cabinet, with stairs extending layer by layer. I didn’t know whether it led to another world or to hell.
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This passage is so hidden, I'm afraid what grandpa wants me to see is inside.
Fortunately, I found this passage, otherwise I might have to continue searching like a headless fly.
I stepped on the stairs and walked down.
This passage is very wide at first, but becomes narrower and narrower as you go down.
Many passages are deliberately designed to be narrow, because in a narrow space, people will no longer be self-sufficient and will have a depressed mood, and the passages are generally dark, and in this environment, people will become more scared.
The emotion of fear is like a virus. Once it starts to occur, it will spread quickly and will go away on its own in a short time.
But buddy, I am an old driver who has caught ghosts many times, and I have seen the world. Now let alone ghosts, I have not seen even a human figure. If I return to the ground at this time,
When the news spread, I still had to be laughed out of my mind!
I encouraged myself mentally and moved forward.
"Da da..."
"Da da..."
As I was walking, there was a sound of footsteps suddenly behind me. Someone was following me?
Could it be that grandpa couldn't bear to worry about me, so he followed me?
"Grandpa, is that you?" I shouted behind me.
But only my voice echoed in the long channel, and no one responded to me.
I began to be wary. If my grandfather was following me, he would definitely answer me after I called him once. However, except for my own voice in this passage, there was no other sound from him.
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Could it be that the person behind me is not my grandfather, but someone else?
My heart sank when I thought of this possibility. If this was the case, then my current situation would be dangerous. When my grandfather and I arrived here, there was no one else behind us, and after I came in, my grandfather was
I closed the door. Who was following me? How did he get in?
These doubts have always been floating in my mind, making me puzzled.
And after I stopped, the footsteps behind me stopped ringing.
I stared at the direction behind me for a while, then made up my mind to continue walking forward.
"Da da..."
"Da da..."
But after I walked a few steps, the footsteps that had disappeared behind me started to sound again.
Could it be that the person hiding behind me was not far away from me? He could see my progress. When I walked, he followed me. When I stopped, he stopped too.
I took out the lightning strike mahogany sword I had been carrying behind my back and held it tightly in my hand.
Regardless of the ghosts or heat following me, with the Lightning Strike Taomu Sword in my hand, I feel a little more at ease.
Holding the Lightning Strike Taomu Sword, I turned around and started walking back.
After walking a few steps, I discovered a very strange thing, that is, the footsteps I heard from behind me seemed to be synchronized with mine. As soon as I walked, the footsteps behind me immediately sounded.
, if I stop, the footsteps will disappear. Even if there is someone behind me, it won't be so synchronized with me, right?
Could it be that the footsteps I heard came from under my feet?
After I had this idea in my mind, I tried to find a way to prove my guess.
After I took my posture, I jogged forward a few steps. The sound of "ta-da" footsteps immediately resounded throughout the passage. I immediately braked suddenly, and the sound stopped abruptly.
I smiled. It seemed that my guess was correct. Someone was not following me. The sound I heard was made by myself.