Dreaming back to the Tang Dynasty, I was working as a detective in Chang'an

Looking at this small building again, under the dim moonlight, it feels like it is shrouded in a layer of mist, making it even more gloomy and terrifying. The two yamen servants had already started beating the yahuazi, and their legs were trembling.

"Boss, are we really going in? I'm afraid. I heard that the woman in red will become a fierce ghost if she dies, and there is also a ghost fetus. Two ghosts in one place will be even more fierce. I have an old one above me and a young one below. , if this is taken by a ghost, how will they survive?" After saying this, they almost cried.

Seeing his bearish behavior, I was so angry that I kicked his butt twice:

"There are no ghosts in the world. Don't scare yourself. Are you so brave that you still work as an errand? When you go back, tell the county father that you will be fired from your job!"

"No, just go in, little one."

With that said, the four of us came to the front of the building. Pushing open the door and walking in, I found candles and fire certificates in my bag. After lighting it, I took a closer look. The room was very spacious, with two floors in total. There was a nave on the first floor. There was a table against the wall with vases and other things on it. There was nothing special about it. In the middle is a large square table with an oil lamp and square benches, which are also the furnishings of ordinary people.

On both sides are bedrooms. The furnishings in the bedrooms are the same as those in ordinary people's homes, but slightly more refined. On the second floor is a common room where some miscellaneous items are stored. The furnishings at home are all as usual, and there is nothing special. Seeing that there was nothing going on, we felt relieved and thought that the plaintiff might be making things up. He wanted to check out but couldn't find a reason, so he was using some legends to make things happen.

At this time, a strong wind suddenly blew out the window and blew out the candles. Suddenly the room became dark and we were all startled. At this time, there was a cry of a baby. The cry was not loud, very slight, and seemed to be absent, but it could pierce the eardrum and was enough to make people scared.

I hurriedly lit the candle again and held it with my hands, fearing that it would be blown out by the wind again, and the room became quiet again.

The two government officials knelt down with a plop, kowtowing like pounding garlic:

"Grandpa Ghost is here, Grandpa Ghost, please have mercy on me!" After saying that, he rushed out of the door like crazy, leaving only Zheng Xiaodong and me in the house.

I said, "The crying just now was really strange. Could it be that there was really a ghost?" The fat man touched his greasy face and whispered:

"I don't know. Look at my eyes. If they haven't changed, it means they're not ghosts. If the left eye really changes color, let's run away!"

I got close to his face and looked at it. His little eyes were moving around, and there was no change. Now I felt a little relieved, but the baby's cry just now was real. If there was no one else in the room, , where did the crying come from?

I was still a little scared. At this time, the baby's cry came again. It was clearer than the previous ones. It was like a child crying when he was hungry or needed to poop. One after another, it was very miserable. The screams made people's scalp numb.

The fat man lay on the ground, listened carefully for a while, and said to me: "This sound seems to be coming from the ground. Listen carefully."

I really admired the fat man's courage to be so calm in such a scary place. I couldn't give in, so I plucked up the courage and lay down to listen.

Sure enough, the baby's cry came from underground. Could it really be the cry of ghosts coming from the underworld? My heart trembled, and I actually doubted the materialistic education I had received over the years. At this time the fat man said:

"It doesn't seem like it's inside this room, it seems like it's somewhere outside."

So, we left the room and went to the back of the house.

There is a small yard behind this building, with some weeds and firewood piled in the corner. There is a small kitchen on the west side and a small toilet on the east corner.

At this time, the baby's cry started again. Since the cry was no longer in the house, we became bolder. I thought it was a ghost or not, but I wanted to see its true face.

We lay on the ground, listening inch by inch, and finally discovered that the crying was coming from a cellar next to the kitchen, which is a place used to store vegetables in winter. There is a half-square-meter lid on the ground, which can only allow one person to enter or exit. When you open the lid, you will find a small ladder. If you shine a candle, you will see that it is deep and empty.

The fat man and I slowly came down the ladder and found that the underground cellar was very humid. There were no fruits or vegetables stored in it. It was just an empty earth hole.

At this time, there was another burst of baby crying. It felt like it was right in front of me, but it felt very ethereal. I lay down and listened carefully, and I seemed to vaguely hear the sound of water flowing, and the baby's cry should be somewhere on the ground. Where is it?

The fat man also listened and said: "There should be an underground river underneath here, but the successive owners of the house were frightened by the child's cries and legend, so no one noticed it."

I said to the fat man, "Wait a minute. I'll go up and look for anyone who can dig the soil. I want to see what's going on?" After saying that, I crawled out of the cellar and went to the kitchen to find the pot that I usually use for cooking. shovel, found a hoe for weeding in the corner, wound a few turns around a piece of firewood with a sheet from home, poured oil from the oil lamp on the table on it, made a simple torch, and placed it on the second floor I found a seven or eight meter long hemp rope from the debris place, stuffed all these things into the bag, and returned to the cellar.

We didn't dare to dig in the middle of the hole, fearing that the entire dig would collapse and fall, and we wouldn't know what was going on underneath, so we started digging at the innermost part of the hole. Fortunately, this cave is always moist and the soil is relatively soft, so it is not very difficult to start, and a hole is quickly dug in the soil of the cave.

A gloomy wind came out from inside, blowing on people's faces with a chill. It seemed that the air was flowing smoothly under the cave, so I quickly lit the torch and shined it downwards.

It feels like there is another tunnel down here, wider than the underground cellar. It is as tall as two people. There is an underground river at the bottom. There are still traces of digging with sharp tools on the four walls of the cave.

We didn't know how deep the water in the underground river was, so we didn't dare to go down rashly, so I tied one end of the hemp rope around my waist and the other end around the fat man's belly. Fortunately, his chassis had enough weight to hold me. There should be no problem.

I grabbed the rope with my hands and slowly slid down. After a while, my feet touched the bottom of the river. It turned out that this underground river was not deep, and the water only reached my calves. I asked the fat man to wait for me on top. If anything happened, I would pull out the rope and he could pull me up.

At this time, the baby started crying again, and I walked deeper into the cave in search of the sound. At this time, suddenly the water surface was churning, and I vaguely saw something two or three meters long slowly crawling towards me. It felt like a giant python, but it seemed to have legs, and it also looked like a crocodile. The cry was like a baby's, the cry was like an evil ghost in hell, and suddenly I felt a chill running through the hairs all over my body. I thought it was bad. I shouldn't tell you what this thing is and whether it can eat people.