Mysterious World, I Have Special Understanding

  The underground passage in the small attic is very deep, and the walls of the cave are not very regular. You can even see clear footprints on it, as if someone kicked them out with their feet.

  In fact, it was indeed kicked out by Mrs. Zhao.

  Who would have thought that there is such a place hidden in the underground where the strange murder happened before.

   This place is really hidden, it happens to be in the hut in the backyard, and the smell is so strong that Ning Hongyu, who is good at finding organs, ignores it.

  Two men in black robes were lying on their stomachs in the narrow passage, going down continuously at an extremely fast speed.

   It didn't take a while for this passage to bottom out.

  A stone chamber in the shape of a cave appeared in the field of vision. From here, the sound of underground water flowing through could even be heard.

   But it is indeed airtight, and there are no other entrances and exits.

  The entire space was very dark, but at this moment, a cluster of flames slowly rose.

   It was an oil lamp, which was originally placed inside, and it should have been left by Mrs. Zhao before.

  Among the swaying flames, it can be seen that the stone chamber is a bit damp, with moss distributed on the cave walls, and some withered vines hanging in some places, which is a bit gloomy.

   At the bottom of the stone chamber are rows of wooden shelves.

  The wooden shelf is very old, but very strong, and there are brown pots on it.

  When the fire light approached these jars, the surface of the jars suddenly became transparent, as if separated by a layer of water.

   At the same time, an even more bizarre scene appeared. Human faces appeared in the almost transparent jars.

   If Catcher Zhao from Qingping County were here, he would definitely recognize these faces.

   There are Tailor Zhao and the old friends of the county magistrate, basically all of them were people who drowned in the dyeing vat strangely before.

  They were all soaked in these small jars, just like the pickles in people's homes in Sichuan.

  After seeing the flames, they all had terrified expressions on their faces. It can also be seen from here that they lost their bodies, or in other words, their bodies were full of legs, just like Mrs. Zhao that day.

  One of the men in black robes swept across the dark shelf with firelight, and murmured, "I didn't expect there were quite a lot of them in stock."

  Recently, only a few dozen people drowned due to "accidents" in Qingping County, but there are hundreds of jars here. It can only be said that Mrs. Zhao has some savings here.

  At this time, the man in black who didn't hold the lamp sucked his saliva, and finally couldn't stand it any longer, and opened one of the jars.

   There was a noise in the jar, as if a snake was swimming in it.

   Immediately afterwards, the man in black opened his greedy eyes, and pulled out the "person" inside.

   It was Tailor Zhao who was brought up, and his whole body was picked up like a piece of noodles, with a look of despair and terror on his face.

  The next moment, there was only a click, and it was sent into the mouth to chew.

  The eyes of the man in the black robe turned yellow, as if he was enjoying the pickled vegetables that had just come out of the altar.

   He murmured, and the remaining half of Tailor Zhao's body was also sucked in.

  After eating, the man in black couldn't help but let out a long breath.

   Another accomplice saw this, frowned and said: "What's so delicious about fresh, this long-lasting soul has to be fermented for years to taste."

  The man in black shook his head and said, "No, I like fresh ones."

   As he spoke, he opened another jar next to him.

   When he ate the fourth can, the accomplice holding the lantern held down his hand and said, "Don't eat it, be careful to die."

  After that, he also went to the deepest part of the wooden shelf with greedy eyes.

  For him, these things are like wine, the older they are, the more valuable they are.

  Ji Que's hosiery business is doing very well, but he still can't change his unlucky things.

  For example, his biggest worry now is his house.

The house by the river was his second property in Tianren City, and his first investment. Who would have thought that the house collapsed first, and then the house was repaired, and it fell out of an abyss-like hole .

   Originally, this house was empty and wasted, and he was already angry enough, but he didn't expect that there would be an accident in that house.

   That is the recent period, there will be some inexplicable voices in the abyss, as if someone is talking below.

   This sound always appeared late at night, scaring many neighbors nearby.

  As soon as the news spread, the nearby residents couldn't help but panic. Later, the adjacent street shops were affected, and the business went from bad to worse.

   No, a neighbor came to him today and asked him to pay compensation.

  Ji Que said with a confused face: "My house is ruined, so can I still make compensation?"

  The neighbor was not easy to get along with at first glance, and said: "I and the neighbors around me are all angry. Everyone thinks it is your problem. What happened to your house, why is it not your problem?"

   "You can figure it out, or you will be sued, because there are people above me."

   Ji Que originally wanted to solve the problem, but when he heard the other party's tone, he couldn't help saying: "That's fine, I'll wait for the lawsuit."

  Hearing Ji Que say this suddenly, the neighbor froze for a moment.

  He didn't expect this person's attitude to become so tough all of a sudden.

   "Tell you, you are the one who will suffer the most in the lawsuit!" The neighbor couldn't help but said.

  Ji Que nodded and said, "I'm waiting for bad luck."

   What he fears the most in his life is bad luck.

  The next day, the neighbors gathered a few neighbors, and they really wanted to sue Ji Que.

   As a result, when they left the yamen, they all had faces full of pain.

  The people who can live by the river are either rich or noble, no matter what you say in the city, they have backgrounds.

  They also checked Ji Que before, and they knew that the other party was a hosiery seller, and the business in the city was doing well.

  But now out of ten clothing shops in the city, nine are selling hosiery, who can control him.

  Who would have thought of the Yamen? They only knew about Ji Que's other identity. He was once a great hero in the rescue operation of Tianren City. Not to mention the county magistrate, even the major sects had to give him face.

  The neighbor who came to the door before said with a painful face: "But arresting the head, it's not a problem to put it there, let alone housing prices and doing business, I'm afraid it's not safe."

  The catcher nodded, and said, "So you guys need to communicate well, Ji Shaoxia is a professional in this kind of thing."

   "Understood." The middle-aged neighbor said discouragedly.

  Yesterday, he clamored to send Ji Que in, but today he came to the door with a gift and a smile.

   "Ji Shaoxia, misunderstood, misunderstood."

   Ji Que glanced at him, but ignored him.

  The neighbor said cheekily: "Young man, yesterday I was blind and offended you, but this matter is related to the safety of the neighbors in the neighborhood, please solve it."

Ji Kuang nodded and said: "This matter really needs to be resolved. According to the reward offered by Jiangmo Tower, let's say one thousand taels less, and I will charge five hundred taels. You pay two hundred and fifty taels, and the other neighbors pay the remaining half. This matter is settled." It's done."

   "It's agreed, you must pay half of it, otherwise please ask Gao Ming."

"He and I."

  The curse words of the middle-aged neighbor didn't come out after all, and he didn't dare to come out.

  After going out, he was urged by his companions to give the money immediately.

  The middle-aged neighbor said with a heartbroken face: "For our own house, do you share it equally?"

   "Don't dare! Don't dare! Ji Shaoxia made it very clear that you must give two hundred and five. If he finds out, what should we do if we don't care about it?"

   "Besides, two hundred and fifty taels of silver, you can save it if you don't gamble a few times. You can't watch this house become worthless and dare not live in it?"

  In the end, the middle-aged neighbor gritted his teeth and gave two hundred and fifty taels.

  With five hundred taels of silver in hand, Ji Que was quite satisfied with himself.

  Relying on many years of experience, he still has a little bit of ability to turn mold into treasure. No, he got a subsidy of five hundred taels of silver.

  In fact, after the neighbor came to the door yesterday, Ji Que went to the cave to check briefly, but found nothing.

  Then there should be other space below, and we need to ask the female Shangfeng for help.

   But it just so happened that Nv Shangfeng went to Qingping County, because the stockings sold so well that there was no supply there.

  Late at night, Ji Que came to the big pit.

  The sound that was rumored to only appear late at night did not appear at this time, because it was not very regular.

   Thinking that Ning Hongyu would not be back for a few days, he decided to investigate again.

  The small wind lantern that had been prepared earlier was held in his hand, illuminating the darkness below a little bit.

   Can only illuminate a little bit, because the pit is too deep and too big.

   Ji Que hasn't been here for a long time, why did he find that the hole is wider than before?

  The true energy in his body circulated, and the whole person walked on the cave wall as if walking on flat ground.

  In the pitch-black night, there was silence all around, only the sound of his soles stepping on the cave wall.

  The hut that fell down before is still there.

  Ji Que continued to go deeper, and there was only the light of his lantern in the darkness. For a moment, he had the illusion of being the only firefly in the darkness.

   After a while, he stood at the bottom of the cave.

  Same as last time, still nothing was found.

  Looking up from here, you can see the dark sky at the entrance of the cave, giving people a feeling of being in a well.

  Ji Que decided to leave, because he didn't have any clues, just like a headless fly.

   Just in the middle of the walk, a very soft voice suddenly came over, and Ji Que's eyes couldn't help but shudder.

  The sound was very erratic, like an echo echoing in a cave, it couldn't be heard clearly.

  But as long as the sound is always there, you can finally get a general direction based on the obviousness of the sound.

   Ji Que was lucky, and the voice continued.

  At the beginning, Ji Que thought it was just one person's voice, but the more he listened to it, the more strange it became, and he always thought it was a lot of men and women chatting.

   This chat is also quite weird, I can't understand the content, the voice is high and low, sometimes it seems to be laughing happily, and sometimes it seems to be cursing others gloomyly.

  If ghosts could talk, it would probably be like this.

  Ji Que began to understand why the neighbors around him were afraid, because the sound really gave people a creepy feeling.

   It’s like a bunch of ghosts somewhere in constant communication.

   "Ghost City?"

   Ji Que couldn't help but think of these two words.

  Because only in the ghost city, there are so many voices.

   Relying on the continuous sound, Ji Que gradually touched the position of the sound.

  It was about ten feet away from the thatched hut.

   There, the voices have become quite distinct, as if they were whispering in your ear.

  In the middle of the night, in this dark pit, a group of "people" are whispering in your ears, but you can't hear what they are saying. This is undoubtedly a rather strange thing.

  Ji Que always felt that something was blowing on the back of his neck, and he couldn't help getting goosebumps.

   This is a human instinct.

   Ji Que instinctively feels a little scared, but he is a person who can abandon his instinct.

   To put it another beautiful way, it is a person who can abandon timidity and get rid of some vulgar tastes.

  He tapped and tapped around there, and finally found an anomaly.

  He hit the wall of the cave with his elbow, and the seemingly solid wall of the cave sank suddenly. He poked it with his finger and found it was a little wet, so he poked it again.

   After poking it several times, a hole appeared in sight.

   There was a dark wind blowing along the entrance of the cave, and the sound became more and more obvious, as if an evil spirit rushed out of it.

   Ji Que has rich experience in this kind of thing, so he shrank his body and got in.

  The cave found here is not deep, and there is no sign of artificial excavation, as if formed by natural weathering.

  After dozens of steps, the hole has bottomed out.

   After that, the scene in front of him broke Ji Que's prediction.

   There was no sign of man-made digging in the hole before, but now it is a house in front of his eyes.

   To be more precise, it is more like a cave mansion rebuilt by monks through natural caves.

  He was standing in a corridor, in front of him was a pool of clear spring, and an unknown purple tree grew in the water, very elegant.

  On the top of the cave, huge fireflies emitted a dark green light, covering the entire space in a miserable green, which was a bit scary.

  Ji Que followed the sound and continued to walk in, and found that the corridor was actually very long.

  The light of fireflies is green, but the wall railings of this cave, and even some of the stone slabs on the ground are red.

   Ahead, a corner appeared in the corridor.

  Ji Que walked over, and stood there in a daze the next moment.

  After the corner of the corridor, there is still a corridor. In just a moment, countless surging blood rushed from the end of the corridor, as if to drown him.

  The next moment, a butterfly flew out of Ji Que's eyes, and the gushing blood disappeared immediately.

  He rubbed his eyes, wondering: "Illusion?"

  Ji Que continued walking, and there was only a small house at the end of the corridor.

  Looking from here, the house is really too small, with a bamboo curtain hanging at the door, which is easily reminiscent of a hut.

  The sound came from there.

  Ji Que stood in front of the curtain, hesitating for a while.

  His breathing became a little heavy, and he only felt that the air was a little sticky.

  He has an illusion that as long as he lifts the curtain, the picture of the river of blood he saw before will become a reality.

  But Ji Que still slowly opened the curtain.

  There was no surging blood gushing out from the curtain, he only saw one person.

  A person sitting on a recliner, picking his nose, shaking his feet, and snoring while sleeping.