The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 430 Dome Room

After I hung it up, I stared at it for a while before I nodded to my third uncle.

The third uncle came over, suddenly bowed to the painting three times for no reason, and then walked back to the two rooms with a step and a turn.

I didn't understand, so I asked my third uncle what he was praying for?

The third uncle shook his head and said, "I don't know either. Anyway, it's not surprising that there are many people."

After the third uncle finished speaking, he beckoned me to follow him to the two rooms.

Uncle San's answer left me speechless, but I don't know if Uncle San's approach played a role. This time we really didn't hear the sound of the ancient painting falling.

I breathed a sigh of relief, maybe the first time I fell it was because the third uncle was flustered and didn't hang the painting firmly.

Thinking of this in my heart, I breathed a sigh of relief and followed my third uncle closely.

There are two doors on the left and one on the right in front, and the shapes of the doors are similar.

It's just that one door is open and the other is closed.

Uncle San pushed the open door and took a picture inside with a flashlight. Since he blocked the door, I couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.However, the third uncle didn't express anything special, so he went to the next door.

He walked by, and I went to the first door to look.

The flashlight shone in the room, and a bed and a bookshelf could be seen inside.The floor is covered with old-fashioned wooden floors. Although it has been around for a long time, the quality looks very good and there is no damage at all.

But on the ground and on the bed, there are marks circled by white powder, roughly in the shape of a person.

I guess it was when a murder case happened here, and when the public security department came, they circled it according to the outline of the corpse.Apparently this was the room where someone had died.

Thinking of this, I felt a chill go up from my back, I was shocked, and quickly retreated.Damn, my fear of death has not changed.

At this time, I saw Uncle San at the door of the closed room, trying to shake the handle of the door.

I went over and asked, "Third Uncle, what's the matter?"

The third uncle wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hands, and cursed: "Damn, why is the door still locked? Yang Yongfu didn't tell us what's going on with this room? Eldest nephew, come and try."

I stepped forward to take over from third uncle, and tried hard to break the handle of the door.

Who knew that when I broke it hard, the handle was actually broken by me all at once.It seems that the door handle of this room is also old and fragile. In addition, the third uncle broke it hard for a long time just now, but I finally couldn't bear it and broke it due to such force.

The third uncle stomped his feet: "Grass, it's broken. There must be something weird in this room. We have to pry open the door to see."

Looking at the door lock, I suddenly thought of something, and quickly reminded him: "By the way, third uncle, didn't Yang Yongfu give you a key? Since the key can't open the door outside, can you Try this door?"

The third uncle was also taken aback when he heard this, and said, "How is that possible? How could Yang Yongfu not give me the key to the house, but give me the key to the bedroom..."

The third uncle said so, he also took out the key from his pocket at the same time, and went to open the door.

As a result, before he finished speaking, the key really went into the keyhole smoothly.The third uncle twisted it, and the door lock opened with a bang.

The third uncle swallowed half of his words.

The door lock was unlocked, and Third Uncle pushed the door open.

The room was pitch black, so we shone in through the door with a flashlight.

But the room was as if it had been dyed with ink. The light from the two flashlights projected in was like two fireflies, unable to illuminate the darkness in the room at all.

This happened suddenly, and the third uncle said in a low voice: "Nephew, it's weird here, be careful."

I nodded, and involuntarily grasped the Dragon Subduing Wooden Sword in my hand.

The third uncle put the flashlight away, took out a piece of white wax from his bag, struck a match, and lit the white wax.

The white wax sizzled and burned, emitting a weak flame.The third uncle stretched the white wax into the room, and the flame burned most of it in one go.

"How could there be such a dark atmosphere in this room?" Third Uncle muttered and opened the door completely.

After the door was opened, there were no major changes inside.The third uncle stood at the door holding a candle for about ten minutes, finally made up his mind, and walked in holding the candle.

I hesitated for a moment, and followed behind Third Uncle.

As a result, at the moment I stepped into the room, a very miraculous situation happened.

When I stood at the door, the room was pitch black, and it was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers, and I couldn't even use a flashlight to illuminate it.But after we walked into this room, I felt that the light in the room gradually brightened.

The light came from the candle in Uncle San's hand, and the light spread rapidly, illuminating the whole room.Although not as bright as the lights, it is enough for us to see everything in the room.

My third uncle and I looked around, but unexpectedly discovered something strange in this room.

Because this house turned out to be a dome structure, that is to say, the roof here is round.My third uncle and I seemed to be trapped in a hemisphere.

"How could this be?" I exclaimed, it was the first time I found a place where people lived like this.

"Nephew, tell me, does this place look like a grave?"

The third uncle suddenly said this, his voice was very low, even a little hoarse, and what he said made me feel chills all over my body.

Grave, this is indeed like a grave.

When we were outside, Third Uncle said that the shape of the yard was a circle, and gave an example of a grave.Although I was also shocked at the time, I didn't feel anything personally.

But now, looking up at the round roof, I really feel the fear.

Who is it that lives here?Could this be what the old professor left behind?

So why did he make the house like this?

If I had to choose this kind of ghost place, I wouldn't want to stay longer.

The third uncle probably couldn't figure it out, but he didn't mean to leave, but held a candle close to the wall to watch.

Just when the candle was close to the wall, lines of characters suddenly appeared on the wall.

"Yi Wen!"

I recognized it at a glance. The characters were similar to those we saw on the stele.Although I don't know those characters, but the structure of the characters is different from the normal ones, so it is not difficult to recognize that they are the same script.

"Eldest nephew, the old way, take another picture."

The third uncle looked at it and explained to me.

I took out my phone and took photos one by one on the circular wall.

Third Uncle was still holding a candle and studying the writing on the wall bit by bit.

After I took a few pictures, I suddenly heard a strange sound in my ears.

The sound seemed to come from the living room outside.

(End of this chapter)