Daomu Biji Chapter 70: Seventh floor
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To my surprise, except for the burning fire on the stone steps and the strong smell of gasoline, I didn't find anything wrong.
Could it be that he was really forced to retreat by the fire? Or is the fat man simply fooling me? I turned to look at the fat man and was about to ask him.
Suddenly, a strange smell wafted into my nose. This smell seemed familiar but also strange, as if I had encountered it a long time ago.
Just when he was about to speak, he saw that the fat man seemed to have noticed something. He stood up suddenly and looked around the seventh floor in surprise.
The light is a little weak, and you can see it through the light. Rather than saying that this is the seventh floor of the Zhang family's ancient building, it is better to say that the Zhang family built such a jerry-built floor with the help of the mountain in order to save wood.
Looking around, the uneasiness in my heart gradually dissipated.
It turns out that this seventh floor is different from all the other floors of ancient buildings we have seen. It is a large open room without any corridors, rooms, or even any decoration. I could look at my opponent and feel quite empty.
The surrounding walls were faintly glowing with light. Surprisingly, after so many years, the wall lamps in this ancient building can still provide some illumination to the surroundings. This is really incredible.
A thought flashed through my mind. Yes, this thought was about the smell I just smelled in my nose. In fact, if I recall carefully, this smell is not unfamiliar. It was with Lao Itchi in the Qinling Cave a few years ago. The scent of the candle's nine-yin lamp oil can be smelled inside.
But wasn’t Zhu Jiuyin’s lamp oil refining method lost long ago? Does the Zhang family have a secret recipe?
At the same time, I also vaguely felt that I finally had more conclusive evidence to prove that the Zhang family was indeed related to Qinling. Let’s not consider the matter of our precious little brother. Of course, I really don’t know what happened to them. What is the relationship between them, but at least a line can be drawn between the Zhang Family Ancient Building and the Qinling Mountains.
No need to worry about these things in the future, I turned my eyes back to the front.
Looking over, I found that the seventh floor was not without any decorations. There was an object placed in the middle of the seventh floor. It was too far away to see what it was. It was about the size of a car. , more like a flower bed.
The first question that came to my mind came, but it didn’t come from the flower bed, but why did the family in this picture play an empty city strategy on the seventh floor with nothing to do? Could it be that the seventh floor of this ancient family building is an unfinished building that has not yet been completed?
The fat man was saying that the more he looked at a safe place, the more dangerous it would be. At the same time, he held a gun in his hand and marched towards the flower bed in a presumptuous manner. If the rabbit skin he was wearing was replaced by a jungle costume, it would really look better. He looked like a large special forces soldier. He glanced left and right, and stepped forward regularly with his knees, pretending to be worth 2,500,000 to 80,000.
I felt relaxed. I wiped the ground when I was sitting on the ground just now. There was no strong alkali powder. As long as there is no such thing, I can love anyone else. In my mind, if I can reach the seventh floor, I have already reached it. It is worthy of the country, the country, and the common people.
Besides, after a thrilling journey, I finally regained my composure. To be honest, although this trip into the building was much more dangerous than the last trip, because I was well prepared, there was no danger. , at least, so far, our physical condition can still hold on.
I really hope my optimism can last until the moment I see the light of day again.
Slowly he accompanied the fat man to the flower bed. When he took a closer look, he was stunned.
This is not a flower bed at all, but a slightly larger water storage tank. To be more precise, it is an oil storage tank. It is full of greasy oil from white flowers, and a pungent smell hits your face. Come here, it turns out that what is stored here is the solidified substance of the candle's nine-yin lamp oil.
The fat man stretched out his hand to poke it, but I stopped him. After telling him the prototype and toxicity of this thing, the fat man became depressed for a while. He didn't take another look at the jar, but just said that he would take it when he left later. I took the lunch box full of oil dumplings out and used it to warm my little sister's hands when she went to Masaki.
I ignored the fat man's slightly fantasy-like thoughts, but concentrated on thinking, thinking about where the stairs to the upper floors would be on the seventh floor that I could see at a glance.
"Innocent, this place is too spacious, with a large space of more than 2,000 square meters. How much would it be worth if it were sold in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou?" The fat man kept talking. At the same time, he seemed to have discovered the same problem as me and started searching with me.
The seventh floor was very quiet. The burning rabbit skin at the stairs had long been extinguished. The only sounds left were the breathing of Fatty and I, and the crackling sound of the burning wall lamp.
The fat man and I searched inch by inch, not daring to let go of any possible traps. Unfortunately, the light was too dark and my eyes hurt from staring at it.
Just when I brought out some cold fireworks to the fat man, I suddenly realized that something was wrong with the wall in front of me. It seemed that the wall had been processed by someone. I was stunned on the spot. It seemed that this was not the The kind of mountain structure that I imagined was a deliberate work by the ancestors of the Zhang family. The seventh floor of the Zhang family ancient building was deliberately created. But, what did they do for it?