: The Tomb Hidden

This breath is not yin energy, it just doesn't ventilate for too long and it smells of dust.

After waiting for a while, my brother walked down with the copper talisman in his mouth. The white light of his phone illuminated a cold brick and stone staircase.

Grandpa was really attentive. The holes were transformed so well, and it looked like a huge basement.

When I saw the coffin carved with dragons and phoenixes in the main tomb, I couldn't help but have a cold war. The fear back then was too deep, and now there are still sequelae.

"Hey, why has it been changed to this place?" My brother looked at the ear chamber next to him in wonder, where there was a desk and a bed, and an ancient shelf, but the shelf was empty.

"Great grandpa plans to use this place as a storage room?" he said, walking in to check.

I didn't dare to stand alone in the main tomb chamber. I was about to chase my brother into the ear chamber when I suddenly felt a cold feeling behind me, as if someone was holding my shoulders...

I stood at the door of the ear chamber, my back felt numb, and I mustered up the courage to turn my head slowly, and there was nothing else behind me except the coffin.

"...Xiao Qiao." A voice sounded in my mind, the voice of a woman.

I was so excited that why are there ghosts here?!

I was so scared that I ran into my ear chamber and almost hit my brother. He was shocked and hugged me quickly and muttered, "Damn, be careful, if you fall down, what should you do if your ghost husband causes trouble for me!"

"Tactic, Talisman! There's something here!" I was so scared that I was incoherent.

"...Impossible? Is there a ghost here?" My brother didn't believe it very much.

He blocked me, and we moved to the coffin like a crab. The flashlights of two mobile phones illuminated most of the main tomb. My brother took out the Five Emperors' money and knocked on the lid of the coffin and muttered: "This is our own cellar, we are all our own people. Don't scare our family..."

As he said that, he pushed a gap open. In the light of the phone, he could see that there was nothing inside, only empty wooden boards.

My brother breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and held me and said, "Look, you are called psychological shadow, you--"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly squeezed my finger nervously and made a silent expression.

I listened carefully, and from the direction we were descending, the sound of the wooden board being closed.

"Damn it! Someone closes the door!" My brother pulled me and ran away, and I stumbled and ran to the stairs at the entrance.

The wooden door there was closed, and the door could only be opened from outside. My brother knocked on the wooden board hard, knocking and shouting, and there was no movement outside, only my brother's voice echoed in the cellar.

"Brother, save some effort, someone deliberately keeps us."

"...Who? That brat Mu Yunliang?"

"It's possible, let's wait and see. If someone really plots against us, there will definitely be another move... If it doesn't work, I still have this, don't worry." I pointed to the seal on my chest.

My brother nodded and pulled me to sit in the brick and stone passage. He turned on his phone and looked at it. No surprise - there was no signal.

In the darkness, my brother and I were close together and didn't dare to speak, because once we spoke, echoes would come, which made people creepy.

"Tsk... I've experienced what you felt back then." My brother couldn't help but whisper.

I smiled bitterly. I was alone in the coffin with my eyes blindfolded, but now I am at least two people.

We hurried in the dark corner without saying a word, wanting to wait and see if the person who closed the door had a next move.

When I was about to 8 o'clock in the evening, my phone was almost out of battery, and my brother couldn't help but say: Find a way to go out, you can't stay here overnight.

As soon as he finished speaking, we heard a "du" sound from the wooden door. The sound scared us to shrink our necks and shut up immediately.

The wooden door slowly opened, and then a figure walked down. From the faint light from the hole, you could see that the man was tall and thin, leaning on a crutch in his hand.

It's the great grandfather!

My brother immediately reached out to cover my mouth, afraid that I would scream.

The wooden door was closed again, and it was pitch black inside. Grandpa didn't light the light and walked down in the dark.

He could clearly distinguish between the brick and stone steps and directions without relying on light.

We were in the dark for almost a day, and our eyes adapted to this darkness. We could see a dark shadow walking slowly, and we could also hear the sound of crutches gently tapping on the ground.

He walked gently like a ghost wandering in the tomb and walked to the main tomb chamber.

Our white-haired sweat has come down. Could it be that our great-grandfather, who we have been calling since childhood, is a ghost or a zombie?

But he was not abnormal at all. I remember when he knelt down to me in my dad's ward, I reached out to help him, and he had body temperature.

The great-grandfather walked to the coffin in the dark, pushed open the lid of the coffin and slowly crawled in...

My brother couldn't calm down. He saw his elders crawling into the coffin with his own eyes, which was too great a blow.

I also lie down in the coffin and know that the closed fear in the coffin is more terrifying than lack of oxygen.

But after my great-grandfather crawled in, he did not cover the lid. I also heard a sound. My brother lit up the screen of his phone and saw that the bottom of the coffin was opened and there was a passage in it.

We looked at each other. Could it be that the great-grandfather's treasure pavilion beneath this?

Soon, a little sound came from below, and we heard the sound of the great-grandfather talking-

"That girl Su Xin was disobedient last night and took off the red rope, but her soul almost flew away. Oh... these children are more upset than the other."

Hum? My brother and I looked at each other in surprise. How could this tone look like a chat with family members?

What surprised us even more was that there was a female voice below, a very delicate female voice!

"...You have been worried for so many years, how many years can you worry about? You still want to take care of everything at the age of time, and you deserve to be upset."

"Yes, yes... I can't bear to part with you, otherwise I should have returned to the dust, the earth will return to the earth, and the ghost will return to the underworld... But seeing the children all disturbed by karma, I feel uneasy."

After hearing this, I almost vomited blood. He was a golden house hidden in the graffiti. Could my grandfather be a golden tomb hidden in the graffiti?! Oh, what normal person can live in the cave! There must be a female ghost below!

My brother's expression was so distorted that his three views were almost blown up. He wrote a few words on my palm: Should we catch the evildoer? Anyway, I don't know how to get out!

I replied: Great-grandfather must know how to get out.

My brother suddenly realized, yes, that old man must often come here to have a tryst with female ghosts!

At this time, a soft and gentle moan came from below, accompanied by the friction of the fabric, which almost fainted.

This, this is OK?! Grandpa, you are so strong!

The delicate female voice was lowly forbearing, gasping, and hypocritical complaints. My brother couldn't stand it and whispered in my ears: I'm going to hide, I'm hard!

I was about to slap him when I heard the female voice below chuckling: Improper... I heard it all by Xiao Qiao and the others...
Chapter completed!