Autistic boy enters the end of the world

"Don't worry, he must be alive." After comforting Fan Xuezhi, the mouse continued, "Although I didn't find Fan Penghai here, I found an underground passage here."

"Underpass?" Damu thought for a while, "Will Fan Penghai be locked up in the underground passage?"

"It's possible, let's go and see." Because of the psychic powers, you can know the direction of the underground passage without going down the underground passage. Follow the direction of the underground passage and search all the way. A smell of sandalwood gradually thick. "It's here...the underground passage leads to the bottom of this room, and there is a person locked up there, who seems to be Fan Penghai."

"My dad? Is it really my dad? This is the ancestral hall, the ancestral hall of the Fan family." Fan Xuezhi's voice amplified unconsciously.

"Hush...be gentle." The mouse covered his mouth, "Don't get excited."

Fan Xuezhi nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Is there an entrance to the ancestral hall?" Da Mu asked, "How to get down?"

The mouse observed the situation of the passage again: "There is only one passage where Fan Penghai is, and that is to the courtyard just now. But there is a staircase in that place, so it can be seen that the side of the ancestral hall can also go down. The stairs go up... to enshrine Lots of cards."

"That is to say, there is an entrance to go down from the memorial tablet." Da Mu said.

"We're going down from the ancestral hall?" Pigeon felt nervous, "Isn't this too offending ghosts?"

"You idiot, in modern society, you are still superstitious." Da Mu gave him a blank look, "Wait until you bump into a ghost before you talk about knowing ghosts."

"My family believes in Buddhism." Ge Zi said, "If I wasn't superstitious, my grandma would tie me up to chant scriptures. You don't know, and it's not because I'm superstitious. My grandma is our aunt, aunt, do you know? You can invite a bodhisattva, I really saw it when I was young, and..."

"Shut up." The mouse interrupted the dove's nagging, "Do you have any safety charms on you?"

"I must have it. The Guanyin jade pendant my grandma gave me. I'm taking it with me." Pigeon pulled a red string from around his neck, and the Guanyin jade pendant was tied to the red string.

A calculating smile flashed in the mouse's eyes: "Bodhisattva can bless you, so I entrust you with the task of spying on the ancestral hall, Amitabha."

Puchi... Damu couldn't help laughing, but covered his mouth with his hands to keep himself from making a sound, and then whispered: "May Guanyin Bodhisattva bless you."

"I said you..." Trap, it's too much to trick him like this.

"Don't ink, there is no one inside, let's go in together. Xuezhi, are you familiar with the ancestral hall?" Mouse asked.

Fan Xuezhi shook his head: "I'm not familiar with it, because I was adopted by my father and I'm not the real Fan family, so I'm not eligible to be included in the Fan family's genealogy, nor can I enter the ancestral hall."

"Then are you afraid to go in?" the mouse asked again.There are a lot of tablets of dead people inside. When he saw them with psychic abilities, he felt a little eerie. Even though he believed in science, he still had a creepy feeling when he saw these tablets of dead people.

Fan Xuezhi shook his head: "I'm not afraid, in order to save my father, I'm not afraid of anything."

"Brave boy, well done, let's go in together." The mouse praised him by patting his head.

But it is not so convenient to go in together, because the gate of the ancestral hall is locked. "Climb the wall." Pigeon said.

"No, I'll do it." Damu said, and then used the soil ability to build a step by the wall, "I'll go up first." He stepped on it first, and after jumping off the wall, he built a step inside again, "Yes gone."

Then everyone used steps to climb up the wall and entered the ancestral hall.Candles are lit in the ancestral hall, and people in the village enshrine the tablets of the dead. Candles and incense are kept burning all year round.Because the candle is relatively large, there is still candlelight to this day.

"Aren't you afraid of catching fire when you light a candle like this?" asked the pigeon.At the same time, he shrinks his neck. To be honest, he is not afraid of fighting zombies and mutated animals, but walking in here always feels chilly.

"Who knows." Damu replied.