ill reach peak levels of nitrates after a period of time.This is common sense, but children don't understand these things. After the disaster, supplies are scarce. They can't afford to throw away food...This isn't a gloomy atmosphere, it's just that the air hasn't circulated in too long and it carries a dusty smell.

After a while, my brother walked down with the copper talisman in his hand, the white light from his phone illuminating a cold, stone staircase.

The grandfather truly put his heart into this. The secret passage is so well-structured and organized, it looks just like a massive underground chamber.

When I saw the dragon and phoenix carved coffin in the main tomb, I couldn't help but shiver. The fear from that year was so profound that it still haunts me to this day.

"Huh, how did this place get changed like this" My brother looked at the side chamber with wonder. Inside were a desk, a bed, and a bookshelf, but the shelf was empty.

"Grandfather is going to use this as a storage room, isn't he" He said, walking inside to have a look.

I didn't dare stand alone in the main tomb chamber. Just as I was about to follow my brother into the ear room, a sudden chill ran down my spine, as if someone had touched my shoulder...

I stood at the entrance of the ear chamber, a shiver running down my spine. Gathering my courage, I slowly turned my head. Behind me was nothing but a coffin.

"...Xiao Qiao." A voice rang in my mind, a woman's voice.

My whole body was tingling, there's no way there could be ghosts here!

I was so scared that I ran into the ear room and almost bumped my brother's head. He was startled and quickly hugged me, muttering, "Damn, be careful! If you fall, what will your ghost husband do to me"

"Fu, Fu! There's something here!" I stammered in fright.

“Impossible There are ghosts here” My brother didn’t believe it.

He stood in front of me, and we moved like crabs to the coffin. The flashlights from our two phones illuminated most of the main tomb chamber. My brother took out five emperor coins and knocked on the coffin lid, muttering, "This is our family's cellar, all our own people. Don't scare your own family..."

He pushed open a crack and, in the light of his phone, could see there was nothing inside, just empty wood.

My brother let out a breath and reached out to grab my hand. “See, this is what you call psychological shadowing. You—”

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly gripped my finger nervously and made a shushing gesture.

I strained my ears, and from the direction we had come down, I heard the sound of a wooden board being shut.

"Holy crap! Someone's closing the door!" My brother pulled me and we ran, I stumbled after him towards the stairs leading to the entrance.

The wooden door there had already been closed, it could only be pulled open from the outside. My brother knocked hard on the wood, roaring as he did so, but there was no response from outside, only the sound of his voice echoing in the cellar.

"Brother, save your energy. Someone is deliberately shutting us down."

"Who That stinky boy Mu Yunliang"

"Maybe, let's just wait and see. If someone really is plotting against us, there will definitely be further moves... If it comes to that, I still have this." I pointed at the badge on my chest.

My brother nodded, pulled me down to sit on the stone path, he opened his phone and took a look, as expected - no signal.

In the darkness, my brother and I huddled close together, too afraid to speak. Every word that left our lips echoed back, sending chills down our spines.

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

I wryly smiled, I was once a person blindfolded and sent to the coffin. Now, at least it's two of us.

We huddled silently in the dark corner, waiting to see what the person who closed the door would do next.

When it was eight o'clock at night, and my phone battery was almost drained, my brother couldn't help but say: "We have to find a way to get out. We can't spend the night here."

As soon as he finished speaking, we heard a thud on the wooden door. The sound scared us both, causing us to flinch and immediately shut up.

The wooden door creaked open slowly, and a figure emerged from the shadows. From the faint light filtering through the opening, one could see that the man was tall and thin, leaning on a cane.

It's grandpa!

My brother immediately reached out and covered my mouth, he was afraid I would scream.

The wooden door creaked shut once more, plunging the interior into darkness. The old master didn't light a lamp and walked down in the pitch black.

He could distinguish the stone steps and direction clearly without relying on light at all.

We stayed in the darkness for almost a day. Our eyes adapted to it, and we could see a dark shadow moving slowly, and hear the gentle tapping of a cane on the floor.

He moved like a ghost in the tomb, stepping lightly until he reached the main chamber.

We were sweating buckets, could it be that our “grandpa” who we've been shouting at since childhood is a ghost or a zombie

But he didn't seem unusual at all. I remember when he knelt before me in my father's hospital room, and I reached out to help him up, he was warm to the touch.

The old man walked to the coffin in the darkness, pushed open the lid and slowly crawled inside...

My brother can't calm down. Seeing his elders being put into a coffin with his own eyes was too much of a shock.

I've also lain in a coffin, and I know that feeling of claustrophobia inside is worse than lack of oxygen.

But when grandpa crawled in, he didn't close the lid. I heard a noise, and my brother turned on his phone screen. By the dim light, we saw that the bottom of the coffin was open, and there was a tunnel going inside.

We looked at each other in surprise. Could this be Taigong's treasure chamber

Shortly, a sound came from below, and we heard the voice of Grandpa speaking —

"Su Xin, that little girl, disobeyed last night and took off the red rope. As a result, the soul almost flew away! Oh... these children, one is more troublesome than the next."

"Huh My brother and I looked at each other in surprise. How come his tone sounded like gossiping among adults"

To our further surprise, a feminine voice, very delicate and soft, emerged from below!

"......You've been worrying for so many years, how many more years can you worry about At your age, you still want to control everything, no wonder you're getting stressed."

"Yes, yes, yes... It's not that I don't want to let you go. Otherwise, I would have long since returned to dust, my soul to the underworld... But seeing all the children tormented by karmic burdens, I can't bear it."

Upon hearing this, I almost choked on my blood. Others have their love hidden away like treasures in golden houses, while my master... is he hiding his treasure in a golden tomb! Bah! What normal person would live in a cave! There must be a female ghost down there!

My brother's face was twisted in agony, his worldview crumbling around him. He wrote a few words on my palm: "Let's play cops and robbers We don't know how to get out anyway!"

I replied: Grandpa must know how to get out.

My brother suddenly realized, "Of course! That old man definitely comes here often!"

I was just about to slap him when I heard a light, feminine voice from below chuckle: "Such a scoundrel... even Qiao and the others heard you..."

— She knows!

PS: My Husband is the Hades King book club: 1080642757. All Hades' Queens, gather!ay back to his bedroom, and there were several large boxes in the room. This was more than "some" accessories! It was an entire room full of accessories.Zhu Jin had already rummaged through everything...