Mao Sandao found a wooden stick and walked into the bookstore with steady steps.
"Why did you kill my grandfather! And Uncle Ji!"
Mao Sandao clutched the wooden stick and glanced around with bloodshot eyes.
but,
In addition to silence, Mao Sandao's ups and downs of breathing responded to him.
"Come out if you feel like it!"
Mao Sandao shouted to everyone around him again. He always felt that the death of his grandfather and Uncle Ji must be caused by this house.
However, Mao Sandao waited quietly for several minutes, but there was no movement.
Could it be,
The murderer is in the secret room?
Mao Sandao's eyes quickly locked on the innermost door, which was now closed.
He walked over slowly.
At the same time, the strength of holding the wooden stick in his right hand became a little stronger.
He suspected that the murderer might also be behind the door.
After a few seconds,
Mao Sandao held the door handle with his left hand and raised the wooden stick above his head with his right hand.
Then, take a deep breath.
Click!
He threw the door open.
A sudden chill hit him from inside.
Mao Sandao couldn't help but shiver.
However,
The entire channel was the same as before, except for the candlelight swinging, no other abnormalities were seen.
You must be in the secret room!
Mao Sandao stared closely at the rusty subway door.
For some reason, he felt more and more that the death of his grandfather and Uncle Ji was no accident.
He has seen Grandpa's strength before, and being able to kill Grandpa only shows that the murderer's strength has surpassed Grandpa's.
Mao Sandao did not dare to take it lightly, his body was completely tense.
The footsteps moved slowly towards the iron door under the passage.
Boom...boom...boom...
The sound of footsteps could be heard clearly, and Mao Sandao quickly adjusted his footsteps. He thought that any unnecessary noise at this time might alert the enemy.
All he had to do was be extra careful.
There are only a few steps left, just a few steps to reach the iron gate!
Correspondingly, Mao Sandao's heart was already in his throat, and the palm of his hand holding the wooden stick was already sweating.
Arrive at the iron gate.
Reach out and grab the handle.
Mao Sandao took a deep breath again and adjusted his mentality.
Wrist force.
Ding...
The door was moved open a crack, and the chill became even stronger.
Thumb thump…
The door gap is wider.
Creak, creak... thump...
The door is completely open.
Mao Sandao rushed in, his eyes scanning the surroundings as quickly as a blade.
Where are people?
Why is there no one?
Mao Sandao searched for a long time, but he didn't see anyone.
impossible!
The murderer must be inside!
Moreover, he also felt a kind of gaze from the darkness, and his every move on the surface was being observed clearly and calmly.
In addition, there seemed to be some kind of magic that was pulling him in, forcing him to come in.
"come out!"
Mao Sandao put the wooden stick across his chest and shouted around.
But except for the cold temperature, no one responded to him.
"Come out if you have the ability, I'll be waiting for you here!"
Mao Sandao took a few steps forward, and his whole body tensed up again.
etc!
what happened?
Mao Sandao's pupils suddenly tightened and he quickly walked to the sofa.
The sofa has moved!
Mao Sandao clearly remembered that although the sofa had been uprighted by his grandfather before leaving, it was placed sideways in the secret room.
But now it is placed on the left side opposite to him. It is obvious that he has been passive.
Candle!
right,
Candle!
Mao Sandao quickly turned his head to look at the candle that had fallen aside, and was stunned for a moment.
The candle was also inserted back into the candlestick, and it was swaying with a red flame.
Sure enough there is a problem!
flutter!
Mao Sandao hit the sofa hard with his stick and raised his voice to the highest decibel level: "Are you a human or a ghost?"
The secret room was still quiet...the only thing that could be heard was his own rapid breathing.
Could it be,
The murderer is out?
Mao Sandao locked his eyes on the door.
Then, the footsteps followed.
He believed that since the murderer was not here, he must still be in the store upstairs.
"Mao Sandao, welcome to Jingyuan Bookstore..."
An ethereal male voice pressed against Mao Sandao's body like an invisible energy wave from around the secret room.
"Who?" Mao Sandao was shocked suddenly, like a strike of dry thunder that made his hair explode all over his body. He turned around suddenly, "Who is talking?"
But he waited for a long time, and no one responded to him.
"Who are you?" Mao Sandao walked to the center of the secret room and shouted to everyone around him, "Don't pretend to be a ghost for me!"
But the voice just now was like an auditory hallucination. No matter how much Mao Sandao yelled and cursed, the voice never appeared again.
There was clearly a sound just now, why did it suddenly disappear?
Did I really hear it wrong?
Mao Sandao was very surprised and looked around again.
No way...hell?
Mao Sandao suddenly remembered that when he entered this secret room for the first time, he saw Uncle Ji sitting up from the ground and almost killed himself, and then inexplicably felt someone strangle his neck while sleeping.
All of this is too bizarre.
It’s not really a ghost!
Thinking of this, Mao Sandao suddenly felt a chill on his back and his legs became weak.
Bang!
Suddenly, the iron door behind him was closed heavily, and the entire secret room seemed to be shaking.
Damn it!
Mao Sandao lost his composure and ran over quickly, using both hands to break open the iron door.
However, the iron door closed tightly, as if it were welded shut.
"Mao Sandao, welcome to Jingyuan Bookstore..."
Familiar voice!
Likewise, Mao Sandao was startled again.
The sound was like sharp thorns piercing Mao Sandao's flesh and stabbing into his heart.
then,
A roll of yellow stuff as thick as a pencil fell half a meter in front of Mao Sandao.
Um?
What's this?
Mao Sandao slowly stepped forward and picked up the yellow stuff on the ground.
When he took the yellow thing in his hand, he realized that it was a paper tube made of yellow paper.
Mao Sandao looked up and rubbed his eyes vigorously. The unexpected appearance of the paper tube caught Mao Sandao off guard.
How did this paper tube fall? strangeness.
Unable to find the source of the paper tube for a while, Mao Sandao spread out the paper tube in his hand.
Written in vermillion on the yellow paper: Appointment Book
What's the meaning?
Mao Sandao stared at the fonts on it and became more and more confused.
He didn't know what the purpose of this piece of paper was; moreover, the font on it became more and more weird after looking at it for a long time.
"Are you a human or a ghost?" Mao Sandao threw the paper on the ground and shouted into the secret room, "If you have the ability, come out and see me!"
"It doesn't matter who I am." The gloomy voice appeared again, "What matters is that you are welcome here."
Mao Sandao threw away the stick, bent down to pick up the yellow paper thrown away from the ground, and tore the yellow paper into pieces with both hands: "I welcome you, uncle! I welcome your sister!"
"Congratulations, Mao Sandao, for becoming the new owner of Jingyuan Bookstore!" Faced with Mao Sandao's insults, the man did not seem angry, but there was a trace of excitement in his tone.
Owner?
Mao Sandao was stunned on the spot, confused by the sudden scene.
What master?
Isn't this just an ordinary bookstore?
Mao Sandao couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought about it. He looked around and asked, "Who are you? What does this mean?"
"You don't need to know this. You are now the new owner of Jingyuan Bookstore; from now on, you will enjoy inexhaustible wealth."
What a master! What wealth! What the hell is this!
After hearing this, Mao Sandao became even more confused.
despair!
Before Mao Sandao could calm down, a book appeared on the ground again, with the same yellow color.
then,
The man's voice sounded again: "This is the instruction manual."
"Wait a minute!" Mao Sandao kicked the manual that had just landed a few meters away and said gloomily, "When did I promise you to become the owner of this bookstore? Have you obtained my consent?"
Facing Mao Sandao's "ignorance of praise" again, the man seemed to have lost his patience. After a minute of silence, he replied gloomily: "Please pay attention to your wording! You have no choice now, either, honestly Become the owner of the bookstore and enjoy your glory and wealth.
Or, I will destroy your grandfather's soul and prevent him from reincarnation forever.
I will also kill you; oh, by the way, your fat pig friend Jiao Maiqi will not survive either! "
