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Standing at the entrance to the ground, I took a flashlight and looked down. I found that the passage was not ordinary deep. The steps paved with stone slabs were winding and led to the depths of the ground. Moreover, the tunnel was sloping. If you shine a flashlight from the ground, you can't even see the end at a glance.
Would you like to go down and have a look?
Just when I was thinking this, suddenly, I heard something coming from the passage. Although the sound was slight, it was very clear. The narrow passage in front of me was like a loudspeaker, clearly transmitting the sound to my ears.
I listened carefully for a while and found that what I heard seemed to be a kind of music?
This surprised me a lot, because at the moment when I couldn¡¯t see a single person in the village, I actually heard the sound of music in the cave of an ancestral hall. This was really an incredibly weird thing.
Naturally, I want to go into this deep cave to take a look. Under the current circumstances, this cave appearing in the ancestral hall and with the sound of music coming out is really a bit suspicious. I have a feeling in my heart that maybe in this cave, I may be able to find the reason why the villagers who disappeared in the village tonight disappeared.
However, when I was about to take the first step into the cave, I had another feeling in my heart, that is, in this cave, even if I can't find the disappeared villagers, I will probably encounter them. The unparalleled crisis lurks!
However, when I thought about the situation in front of me, this mysterious cave was my last hope to find Lin Qianyi, so I made up my mind to risk everything, no matter how dangerous it was down there, even if it was full of ghosts. I must break into the eighteenth level of hell, and then bring Lin Qianyi back alive!
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After checking the equipment on the ground, I took out the last two magazines I carried in my backpack and stuffed them into my pocket. After being prepared as much as possible, I started to use the flashlight and move lightly. got into the tunnel.
With the help of the flashlight, I walked down the stone stairs in the tunnel while looking around.
This tunnel is not narrow, and the space inside can even be said to be very generous. Each step is more than two meters wide, enough for at least three adult men to walk side by side. The height of the tunnel is almost three meters high. Even Yao Ming can move forward with his head held high.
Such a huge tunnel made me more and more curious. Could it be that all the villagers in this village were reincarnations of rat spirits? Otherwise, how could they dig such a huge tunnel without any trouble? Where exactly are they digging this tunnel to lead to?
But then, I realized that my guess about the builder of this tunnel might have been wrong. Because as I continued to advance in the tunnel, I suddenly realized that this tunnel was actually made of large and large stones. On some of the stones, I even discovered that I had never seen them before. Exquisite pattern decoration.
The patterns engraved on the stones look very primitive, and they look a bit like ancient ruins. This makes me wonder that this tunnel may actually be an ancient ruin, rather than the creation of the villagers in the village.
After walking for almost ten minutes, I was amazed at the depth of this tunnel when I suddenly noticed light coming from the passage ahead. At the same time, the strange music I heard on the ground before also appeared. At this time it sounded again. This time, the sound of music was no longer as subtle as it was on the ground, but became extremely clear.
Unlike Zhang Mo, I know nothing about music, but the music coming from the channel now makes me feel very familiar.
I frowned, thought about it carefully, and suddenly realized that this music was very similar to the music of temple fairs that I heard when I was an orphan and wandering in the countryside!
How come the music from the temple fair is playing in this tunnel in the middle of the night? There was also light coming from the front. I suddenly realized that I might be almost at my destination, so I immediately turned off the flashlight and slowed down my pace, trying not to make any noise.
What is in front of me is a huge space. It's really hard for me to imagine that there could be such a large space under the ground. I have seen many strange-shaped caves on TV and in magazines, but none of them are as good as the one in front of me.??That way, it gives me the feeling of being as wide as the ground!
The height of this large space is not very high, but on the top of the cave, there is a starry night sky. There are countless small oil lamps hanging on the top of the cave for lighting purposes. It looks like the night sky in the wilderness. On the ground, there is a rather wide river, with gurgling water flowing through it. The water is not deep, but it is extremely clear. You can see pebbles of various sizes and colors under the water.
But just such a sight doesn't make me lose my temper like I did just now. What really surprised me was that at the front of the river on the ground, in the direction where the river flows, there was a village built on both sides of the river. ! The houses in the village are all built of stone, with a simple style. They look quite old, and their style is completely different from the classical architecture in the Central Plains. They are very similar to the buildings built by ancient ethnic minorities in the southwest.
And looking at the tunnel exit where I am now, I also found that the layout of the village is quite similar to the village above the ground, except that the buildings here are not like stilted buildings on the ground, but all uniform Outside the stone house, the entire village seemed to be a projection of the village on the ground underground!
It¡¯s really unbelievable. Even though I had imagined what I might see before going into the tunnel, I didn¡¯t expect that I would actually see something under the ground that was probably more than a hundred meters deep. Such a scene.
After the shock, I started walking towards the village. Because at the exit, I had noticed that the music I had been hearing in my ears was coming from the village.
Walking along the underground river until I reached the edge of the village, I noticed that there were firelights coming out of the village, and among the firelights, there were even more moving figures!
I clenched my fist lightly, feeling excited about my discovery. It seemed that I had found the missing villagers. If nothing else, those villagers who disappeared on the surface may have actually come to this underground village.
In this case, maybe the kidnapped Lin Qianyi and the others are also hidden here!
Thinking of this, I couldn't suppress my impulse, so I bent over and walked into the village. Just like what I saw in the distance just now, the layout of this underground village is exactly the same as the village on the ground, and the place I entered happened to be near Widow Liu's house on the ground.
When I saw Widow Liu¡¯s house under the ground, I was hesitating whether to go in and have a look, when I suddenly realized that the door to the house in front of me was opened. Upon seeing this, I immediately jumped to the side, held my breath, and hid in the shadows.
Not long after, a group of figures emerged from the house, walking side by side in front of me, talking and laughing. I raised my head slightly, lay on the ground and took a peek, and found that the faces of the group of people passing in front of me were all wearing Nuo masks, and one of them was wearing a mask that I happened to recognize. It's the one that Widow Liu hung on the door of her farmhouse!
Yes, it is definitely the mask from Widow Liu¡¯s family. I still remember four masks from her family. One of them is a red grimace with two golden sharp corners on the face, which is the same as what I see now. Exactly the same. When I saw the masks hanging on the doors of every household in the village, I specifically asked the village chief, and he told me that every household in their village had handmade Nuo masks, so The style of each mask is unique and there is no duplication at all, so unless I remember wrongly, the woman wearing the golden horned ghost mask in front of me must be Widow Liu!
Seeing Widow Liu and the others passing in front of me, I felt more or less confident that I had indeed found the right direction this time. The villagers who disappeared above the ground had indeed arrived in this underground village!
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