Super Zoo

There are mottled walls on both sides of the courtyard. At the other end, there is a large room, which is the main hall of this house.

There are almost no tiles on the roof, revealing the staggered beams. Below is a row of half-open wooden doors. The window paper of the wooden doors has long been rotten and hung on the window panes in tatters. Fortunately, there is no wind underground, otherwise it will definitely make a very scary humming sound when blown by the wind. Now Su Ming and Zhao Yun are both nervous, and they are very nervous at the slightest disturbance.

Only Su Meng, this guy probably doesn't know how to write the word "fear" and has no curiosity about the surrounding environment. It's almost like going home.

"You ruin the atmosphere too much. Is it easy for me to create a scary atmosphere?" Su Ming looked at him helplessly.

The three of them, one in front and two behind, tiptoed to the bottom of the big house and listened carefully through the door. There was no movement inside. Zhao Yun then made a gesture and gently pushed a wooden door with his gloved hand.

The wooden door creaked, making an ear-piercing sound, and slowly opened inwards. Two flashlights followed closely behind, falling into the dark room.

The flashlight flashed in the room, and I saw a hall in front of me. In the center of the room, there was a square table, and on both sides of the table, there were two empty armchairs. On the square table, there were three four-legged plates in a row, like offerings, but the plates were also empty, with nothing in them.

In front of the table, there were two rows of chairs side by side, like a meeting hall for a large family. From the shape of these chairs, it can be imagined that when this town still existed, although it was remote, it was still a place of knowledge and reason, and it might be a prominent family in the local area.

The room was divided into two parts, front and back, by a screen wall, which was connected to the winter melon beams on the roof. Seeing the round winter melon beams, I confirmed my previous judgment. This kind of beam is very troublesome to build. It is made of a whole piece of high-quality wood. It is not afraid of snakes, insects, rats and ants. It can last for hundreds of years. It is definitely not something that ordinary farmers can afford.

The square table and the armchair are just below the screen wall. There is a plaque hanging on the top of the screen wall. The plaque is covered with dust, and even the original words are almost covered.

Su Ming can only see four words on the plaque, but he can't see the content clearly. On both sides of the plaque, on the round column beside the screen wall, there is a couplet carved. There is not much dust on it, so the words can be seen clearly, but the words are written in a dragon and phoenix style, which should be cursive script. The light is dim, and Su Ming glanced at it and most of them don't recognize it.

Su Ming didn't recognize it, but Zhao Yun was a professional in this field. He walked into the house gently, shone the flashlight on the plaque and the two couplets, moved slowly, and read them softly in his mouth.

"It seems that the owner of this house here is not an ordinary citizen, but a military commander during the Ming Dynasty." Zhao Yun said with 70% certainty.

A military commander? Su Ming was puzzled and asked, "Didn't they say that these are all civilian houses?" Zhao Yun looked at the pair of "junk" that he had taken to Zhao Yun for appraisal before, and said that the patterns on them were used by ordinary people. Just now, after arriving at this underground building, judging from the specifications of the houses along the way, they were all ordinary people, not nobles. It's nothing more than a wealthy family.

In ancient times, the class system was strict. No matter how rich ordinary people were, they could not use the objects of nobles, otherwise it would be beyond the rules. Chao Chongli said that it was a capital crime. The larger the family, the more attention they paid to this point. No one wanted to ruin the entire family because of such a small mistake.

Zhao Yun thought for a moment and said, "Maybe they are retired officials who have returned to their hometowns to retire, or maybe they have committed crimes and have been stripped of their official titles and exiled to their hometowns. In short, judging from these two couplets, the owner of this house should have been on the battlefield and had military merit. It's not that they use the specifications of aristocrats."

Su Ming didn't understand these things very well. Anyway, he just listened to what Lao Zhao said. Whether it was a military general or a civil official, as long as there were no zombies or monsters, he was not afraid.

As he was looking around, there was a rustling sound behind the screen wall, like something was dragging on the ground.

The sound was not loud, but the room was too quiet, and it fell clearly into the ears of Zhao Yun and Su Ming. Both of them almost thought they had heard it wrong. At the same time, they turned their heads and looked at each other, but they saw surprise in each other's eyes, and then they were sure that they had not heard it wrong.

Almost at the same time, Hui Ya suddenly arched his back and roared at the back of the screen wall!

Usually Zhao Yun and Su Ming would talk and laugh, and even tell some nonsensical jokes, but at the critical moment, they both immediately reacted almost identically!

After being startled, the two of them rushed out at the same time, dodging around the large screen wall to the left and right, and came to the back room.

Behind the screen wall was a half-empty house, with some shelves, pots and other things, and a few pots of dried flowers. On one side was a corner door leading to the backyard, and on the other side was a room, and the sound came from the room.

When the flashlight was shone, there was a long dragging mark on the dusty ground, leading to the door.

It was just a blink of an eye. Su Ming and Zhao Yun took a deep breath and rushed into the room at the same time.

When the flashlight flashed, it turned out to be a bedroom in front of them. Next to a large bed, there was a large copper mirror more than one person tall. The copper mirror had been rusted so badly that it could not reflect light even when the flashlight was shone on it.

When the flashlight flashed, something seemed to flash by, and Su Ming subconsciously moved the flashlight to the side.

Only to see a thin figure standing with his back to them!

The man was wearing a dark red robe, facing the direction of the big bed and the mirror, and seemed to be looking at his own reflection.

Su Ming's heart was pounding wildly, and he thought he had mistaken the clothes hanging for people again. Since this was a bedroom, it was not surprising to see clothes hanging on the hanger, so he subconsciously reached out to grab the red robe.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Zhao Yun suddenly yelled: "Pull back!"

From Zhao Yun's position, he could see clearly that this time it was not clothes at all, but real people!

The man had two high buns on his head, which made the back of his head look extremely long, like a ghost with a hat, and his shoulders were slightly shrugged, as if he was sobbing silently.

This is not a Chinese Ghost Story. A crying woman in red clothes suddenly appeared in the underground ancient house and faced them with the back of her head. It's not a good thing. In this kind of situation in the movie, the woman usually turns around and reveals a pale face.

PS: This paragraph does not count towards the paid word count.

Today I found two more helmsmen, and I was going to add more chapters. But suddenly I saw a classmate said that the reward for updating ten chapters is 50,000...

My heart was beating wildly for the commemorative coins. 50,000 starting coins is one aspect, but more importantly, I feel that everyone is too enthusiastic, which makes me very encouraged!

It means that as long as I work hard, everyone is also strong enough! There is a reward for hard work!

But ten chapters... God, where can I get ten chapters? I wrote all day after posting on Sunday, and I still have 10,000 words in reserve. It turns out that I want to keep some for precaution, and wait until the average subscription is 1,500 before bursting out ten chapters.

But seeing everyone so enthusiastic, I am quite excited about the commemorative coins...

Let me try my best. We will still do what we did on the first day of becoming a V, with a minimum of 2,000 words per chapter. I will try to write some at night, and see if I can find time to write more during the day tomorrow. With the current drafts, it would be best if I can write 10 chapters in the end. If I can't write them, don't be disappointed!

After writing, I will set a scheduled release, starting at 7 am, one chapter every 15 minutes.

Let's try!

Finally, I still ask for a genuine subscription, recommendation, and monthly ticket. If the results are good, maybe I can get a good recommendation from the client, all thanks to everyone!