Ding Si brewed a pot of tea and poured a cup for everyone one by one. Mo Chen took the tea bowl, blew it, and slowly drank the tea, listening to Zhang Zili telling the extraordinary things he had encountered these days of his disappearance.

The flood rushed Zhang Zili into a cave, and there was only one way out behind him except for the bottomless pool. Zhang Zili had no choice but to fumble into this only passage. In Zhang Zili's own words, the black one was invisible. He once thought that he was temporarily blind due to the impact of the flood.

Fortunately, after walking for a while, there was a faint sense of light in front of him. As he approached, regular fluorescence gradually appeared on both sides of the cave wall. After a closer look, it turned out to be some night light fluorescent paints.

Upon hearing this, Mo Chen couldn't help but think of the underground secret passage he and Zheng Yi mistakenly entered. Judging from Zhang Zili's description, the styles of the two seemed to be from one person.

"You must have never imagined how strange it is!" Zhang Zili said.

The passage in the strange cave was made by hand at first sight. Although the lifting frame of the passage was not high, it could still accommodate an adult of about 1.8 meters tall and about nine meters tall walking upright.

On the wall of the passage, fine knifework carved the pattern of the Huizi, and above the wall, stone was used to make a brazier, and there was actually lamp oil inside.

"The more you go inside, there are many forks. At that time, I was really confused by those forks. I don't know where to go!" Zhang Zili drooped his eyelids and stared at the ground. Zheng Yi interrupted without knowing where to go, "I don't know where to go, just throw away my shoes!"

"What?" Zhang Zili's attention was all about memory. He didn't hear what Zheng Yi was saying clearly. Mo Chen gave Zheng Yi a blank look and signaled Zhang Zili to "Don't pay attention to him, you can continue talking!"

Many people have a habit of facing three options, if they don’t have a definite idea in their minds, they will directly choose the middle option. This is how Zhang Zili was. Facing three unknown forks ahead, he chose the middle one.

He turned around the fork in the middle, and two forks were divided into fronts. This time, Zhang Zili had to walk into the fork on the right based on his feelings. He thought that even if he couldn't walk out of that road, at worst, there would be a dead end in front. At worst, he would turn back.

"But guess, where does that actually lead to it?!" Zhang Zili widened his eyes in horror and looked at everyone. Meng Xinyao was like an audience who was listening to horror stories again, waiting for the next "ghost" to appear at any time, and couldn't help but clench Chen Cen's arm nervously.

"When I reached the end of the road, there was a flash of stone door. It looked quite heavy, but I just slid it and the door opened." Without waiting for everyone's response, Zhang Zili began to tell himself again.

When he opened the stone door, the place in front of Zhang Zili turned out to be like a bedroom. He walked in with some hesitation.

However, as soon as he stepped into the stone gate, he stood there in horror, unable to take steps, and stared in horror in front of him.

In that bedroom-like space, there is a large cabinet about two meters long. The cabinet looks like a stone on the surface, with a rectangular appearance, and an ancient style carved on the surface. Although Zhang Zili has never seen this thing with his own eyes, modern Internet technology is so advanced that he has seen it more or less in some movies, TV series, and online reposts. This cabinet has a unified name, which is called "sarcophagus".

Mo Chen originally thought that the place where Zhang Zili lived was the underground of the Qian family that he and Zheng Yi mistakenly entered. When he heard this "sarcophagus", he couldn't help but feel a little shocked. It seemed that the two were not the same place. Could it be that the place where Zhang Zili went was the Qian family's ancestral cemetery?!

"Have you seen anything like a spirit card or tombstone that can confirm the identity of the coffin owner?" Mo Chen asked.

Zhang Zili shook his head helplessly, "No!" He lowered his head and tried hard to recall the past that day. "Although I have never really been to the tomb, there is... a bit strange."

Mo Chen was intrigued, "Oh? What do you say?"

People living in the old society were influenced by feudal superstitions for thousands of years and believed that people had souls after death. The souls of the dead who were buried deep underground would live in tombs from now on. Therefore, in the old tombs, the families of the deceased would collect some valuable things, or the books, paintings, and treasures that the deceased liked during their lifetime, and buried them together. This is the so-called burial objects.

However, in the tomb where Zhang Zili went, not to mention the burial objects, even if it was paper money, I didn't see a single one.

"This is not surprising!" Mo Chen said, "The shelf life of paper products is only decades long, and the burial objects you mentioned may have been looted by the tomb robbers here long ago."

"Is that true?!" Zhang Zili looked at Mo Chen half-believingly. Although Mo Chen's explanation was reasonable, he just felt that something was strange in the tomb, and he couldn't say the specific one.

It was purely an accident to see the coffin. At that time, Zhang Zili just wanted to leave there as soon as possible. Although he did not meet some "monsters" and "netherworld" as described in some YY novels, the melancholy atmosphere there was enough to make him escape.

Zhang Zili suddenly shrank his legs on the chair, his head was embedded in his knees, and his arms were tightly hugging his legs. This position looked extremely feminine, like a girl in fear, who often looked like a girl.

Meng Xinyao was a little reluctant and suggested, "If it's so terrifying, it doesn't matter if you don't tell me, or you can tell us one day when you are in a good mood."

Zhang Zili gave her arms tightly and showed an awkward smile, but he still hid in the chair like that. "No, I'm just a little cold."

Zheng Yi stood up, took off his outer wear and put it on Zhang Zili. Zhang Zili looked at him in emotion and thanked him. Zheng Yi said he was so polite, and patted Zhang Zili twice on the shoulder with his hand.

Mo Chen saw the ordinary actions between good gay friends, but he was a little confused. He was old with Zheng Yi and was a little nervous. He always felt that Zheng Yi should have seen some clues in Zhang Zili. He didn't fade out of his kindness and took off his coat and gave it to Zhang Zili. At least Mo Chen didn't believe that he would do this to a man.

"I was a little scared at that time, after all, I was the only one." Although Zhang Zili didn't want to deny his fear at that time, he also wanted to find a reasonable explanation for his fear.

In a hurry, Zhang Zili retreated back to the tomb passage. At that time, he had only one thought, to stay away from the tomb chamber, regardless of whether the guy in the coffin would jump out to chase him.

He was in a panic and had no way to go. Zhang Zili finally ran into the other side, the passage that he had just abandoned.
Chapter completed!