Chapter 558 Second Floor
“A sound of breathing? What about Grandma Huo? Has she escaped long ago?”
Hearing this, Xiaohua’s face changed and she hugged Wan. Wan Yi from Yi Zhong asked expectantly.
“Accept the reality, Comrade Xiaohua! If that old woman had really gone out, would you still have this expression?”
“Besides, to say the least, it’s not me, Fatty. Damn it, even my 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, why is she so old that she still risks her own life to come to such a dead place?”
Xiaohua smiled bitterly. Lian Lian, 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?”
“What else could a much older person do coming 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, who was looking around, 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 style Lei. ”
“According to Feng Shui theory and consistent design habits, the best location for the stairs in ancient buildings 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.
Obviously they could clearly see the ceiling of the upper floor through the large corroded hole above their heads, but at this time they could not find the way to the second floor!
"Perhaps everyone in the Zhang family is as powerful as my little brother. They don't need stairs at this height of a few meters."
"As long as it's just like the martial arts novels, they can soar into the air with a swish." Up?"
The fat man raised his eyebrows, his imagination widened.
“No, not everyone in the Zhang family has the same level of skill that humans can achieve like my little brother. In this base camp, there are many logistics personnel who are not proficient in martial arts.”
< br>"Besides, Huo Xiangu and the others are also here with me. Can't those people be comparable to me?" Hu Ming shook his head and denied.
Do you really think that any cat or dog can be as powerful as the little brother?
"Then, how did they get up there?" asked Xiaohua, who had calmed down.
“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 sucks the marrow.”
“The so-called dragon tower halls are all for long-term peace. The construction of Zhangjia's ancient building does the opposite. It swallows the energy of the dragon's veins and destroys its momentum."
"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 directly answer Xiaohua's question. Instead, he came 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 bright side have been 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 hovered on the pillar, and it was obviously too protruding in many places. It was obviously an invisible staircase!
Looking at the thick dust covering the pillar, the fat man motioned for a few people to step back. After a few steps, he took out a kettle from his bag, weighed it, and smashed it.
When the dust cleared, a few people began to climb 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 slightly hard on a certain scale on the Qilin Dragon's tail.
Crack~~~
The entire scale sank in, and then, the floor above the head shrank, and a spiral ladder came out from the gap.
Hu Ming has really never convinced anyone when it comes to computer expansion machines!
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 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!
A few people who already knew what was inside looked at this scene with unspeakable horror in their hearts.
What is this? A large morgue that stored strange corpses in ancient times?
This thing is 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!
"Fuck you grandma, what kind of weird habits does this family have? Why do you still like to collect these ghosts? What is the corpse of a monster worth collecting?"
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 nervous even if you lie on the pile of corpses and sleep at night?
In response, Hu Ming smiled and said nothing.
Mitra is to the Zhang family what experimental subjects are to mad scientists?
How can there be any scientist in this world who is panicked by his experimental subjects?
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