I pulled the lock hard and found that the lock was of good quality and strong, so I couldn't pull it. The lock rings on both sides were firmly fixed in the bluestone on the flip plate and on the entrance edge.

If I want to go in, there are only two ways. The first is to smash the lock ring on the wooden flip board. Because the lock ring on the bluestone is impossible to get it unless I find a sledgehammer. The second is to find the key to unlock the lock.

First, it is feasible in terms of theoretical conditions, because the house stores some tools. Although they are already rusty, it is not a big problem to deal with a piece of wood turning over. But the key is that the location of my ancestral home is located in the center of the most densely populated households in the village. It is surrounded by the small convenience store and the core business district of the small restaurant in the village. The village chief and militia captain live next to me. When I smashed the "bang bang" in the middle of the night, I will most likely be arrested. Don't say that I can't explain it clearly at that time, the most fear is that the secrets that implicate the ancestral home will be exposed.

Then there is only one way left, which is to find the key. This idea made me very desperate. Where can I find the key in the middle of the night? The problem is that I don’t know where to find it!

I covered the board again and thought about my solution. After looking at the time on my phone, I had been here for nearly three hours. The elderly in the village got up early, so I would better leave within two hours!

I thought that after my grandfather passed away, the only person who often came to the ancestral home should be the second uncle. As the only successor to my grandfather's mantra, I think that what my grandfather passed on to my second uncle was not only the skills of Faqiu, but also the secret! So the person who came to Caijiao must also be the second uncle.

If it was the second uncle, I suddenly had an idea. The second uncle is sometimes careless. Even if you look at the matter of sticking and fighting, the second uncle is meticulous. However, in daily life, the second uncle often loses everything! Especially the keys, so the keys on the second uncle's house are usually carried by one, and the other is placed in the entrance of the front corridor of his house, in the third brick crack outside the window. Only he and I know about this.

So I was wondering if Uncle Er would also hide the key here in a nearby place for easy use.

Thinking of this, I stood up and looked around. It was impossible to have a pile of broken wood there, and there should not be any tools behind some of the standing tools. I used the flashlight on my phone to illuminate the gaps in the surrounding wall, but I found nothing.

I sighed lightly. Am I wrong? Uncle Er did not do this this time? Suddenly, when I turned around, I saw a large ball of broken plastic cloth in the corner of the room. There seemed to be something behind the plastic cloth. I walked over and lifted the plastic cloth and saw a jar of pickled vegetables in the corner of the wall, but it was broken and a long hole was cracked. I was delighted and raised my phone to take a photo inside, but I was a little disappointed to find that there was only a thick layer of mold, with long gray mycelium, which looked like a rabbit.

I shook my head and was about to turn around, suddenly my mind lit up. I quickly walked to the pickle jar, carefully lifted the bottom of the jar, and I squatted down and took a picture with my phone. Sure enough, there was a copper key under the jar.

I was overjoyed, reached out and took out the key, came to the front of the flip board, and inserted the key into the keyhole with some excitement. At this time, my heartbeat began to gradually speed up. I took a deep breath and twisted the key hard. With a click, the lock popped open.

I couldn't help but smile. It seemed that I would not return without success today. I wanted to see what the secrets are under the Zhuo family's ancestral home!

I opened the flip board, looked at the somewhat simple steps below, and walked in. The steps were very narrow, so I could only half-sided and slowly walked down. Moreover, the above steps were not high, and it was very hard to walk along the way, so I almost half-squatted down.

When I walked below this step, I roughly estimated that this place should be about five meters away from the ground. Generally, people's vegetable cellars are only two meters away. When I was young, I didn't feel like this. Now I think about it a little strange. I don't know why our vegetable cellars are so deep. It's impossible that the family has a large population and eats a lot of vegetables.

Looking at the exit at the end of the steps, I remember that the vegetable cellar was moving forward. When I was a child, I sneaked in once. At that time, the memory left by this vegetable cellar was very deep. I remember that I walked down the ground for a long time. I used to think that I was still very young at that time, so I felt very tall and very big when I saw it. Now it seems that this is not the case. At this point, I still think it is really too deep! It is so deep that it is beyond understanding!

It’s just a vegetable cellar, why dig so deep? It’s not necessary! There must be a reason for something abnormal. I feel more and more that I think the idea that the entrance of the underground secret room is in the vegetable cellar is very correct.

I lowered my head and walked out of the exit. In front of me was a large vegetable cellar, which was what I looked like when I was a child. At that time, I remember that the two sides of the vegetable cellar were neatly placed, including cabbage, potatoes, radish and other vegetables. Now it is empty. Only a row of large jars at the end of the vegetable cellar are still there.

I circled the vegetable cellar, and there were solid and hard soil layers on all sides, and I didn't find any mechanisms like secret doors. I once again felt like I had reached a dead end. I couldn't help but waver again. Could it be that I was really guessing wrong?

Soon, I denied my idea. Based on the signs that the second uncle often came and locked the abandoned vegetable cellar, etc., it was shown that this place was absolutely unusual!

There must be something I didn't notice. I looked around again, and finally I locked my eyes on the large tanks standing beside the wall. I walked slowly over and looked into the rows of large tanks one by one. The two in the front were empty and there was nothing. When I saw the third one, I just leaned over and saw a black shadow pounce on me. I was startled and took two steps back in surprise.

When I looked at the big jar in front of me again, I found that it was shaking constantly, and I didn't know what was "ploping" inside.

At this time, my heart was beating constantly, calming down my mood. I couldn't help but think that this place is neither a barren mountain nor an ancient tomb, and there shouldn't be any evil spirits and evil spirits. It's impossible for potatoes to become spirits! As long as it's not like this, there's nothing scary about it! I encouraged myself and walked over slowly.

I raised my phone, aimed it at the entrance of the tank, turned on the flash and took a photo. I took the phone over and looked at it, and suddenly I found that the photo of the phone turned out to be a big black-haired mouse on the bottom of the tank!

Damn! I have always been bullied underground. Now even a big mouse dares to treat me like this! I still want my status as the overlord of the earth! I was so angry that I quickly returned to the upper level, picked up a shovel and walked down again, kicked off the rusted shovel head with both feet, raised the shovel pole, and poked it hard into the big jar. I held the shovel pole in the big jar, poked and stirred it, and the big mouse inside screamed.

Soon there was no movement in the big tank. I quickly looked over and found that the big mouse was drilling out along a crack on the wall of the tank. It turned out that winter, summer, and hot and cold alternated. After a long time, the position of the tank against the wall had cracked. No wonder this big mouse appeared here!

I pointed at the mouse's butt and poked it hard. The big mouse screamed and walked into the wall along the crack in the cylinder. I looked around and found that there was a hole in the wall by this guy at some point. I patted the wall and it was indeed a solid soil layer.

I turned around and looked into the tank again accidentally, but suddenly I found that the bottom of the tank had just been poked. And under the broken bottom of the tank was not a soil layer, but a dark hole!

Sure enough! I knew there was something wrong with these big tanks! I couldn't help but shout: "Oh yeah!"

I grabbed the cylinder wall and pulled it back, but I was excited and forgot that the cylinder had actually broken. With a "click", I felt that my hand was loose and I thought it was not good, but I couldn't hold it back. All the people and half of the cylinder rolled down to the ground. My hand touched the broken mouth of the cylinder wall, and the sharp slash instantly cut a big hole in my palm, and blood flowed down.

I grinned in pain, reached out and took out a few napkins from my pocket that I had put up during the day when I was eating, and quickly covered it with my wound, but the blood quickly oozed out, so I quickly took out a few more pieces to cover it.

I didn't care about so much at this time, so I walked to the front of the big jar, pulled the remaining half apart with force, and exposed a black hole.

I took a picture of it with my mobile phone and found that the hole was tilted downward, and the tilted direction should be towards the bottom of the ancestral home. This is a simple earth cave with a diameter of about one meter and no steps were built. If you want to get in, you can only climb in with all your limbs.

I looked at the dark hole and suddenly felt a little worried. Where did this hole lead? But since I have found the entrance, I must go in and take a look! Now that I exit, I will definitely be tortured to death by curiosity!

I squatted at the edge of the hole and was about to lower my head and crawl in, but after thinking about it, I decided to climb in backwards. If there is any change, the speed of climbing upwards will be faster.

But there is still a problem if this continues, that is, I can't see the front, so I can only look back from the middle of my legs behind me. Fortunately, this is my own underground secret passage and there is no mechanism.

This kind of climbing backwards is not only slow, but also very difficult. As I climbed, I was already out of breath and sweat was flowing from my forehead. The injured hand was pressed on the ground, and there was still a burst of pain. The more uncomfortable it was, the more impatient it was. The diameter of the hole was not large, and the thick feeling of depression was filled with all around me, so I was a little breathless.
Chapter completed!