Chapter 5 The Secret of the Basement

Soon, my mother and I completed the remediation and handover procedures with me and my father. Speaking of which, I am still an adult at the age of 2, although in my mother's eyes, I must always be a child.

Mom helped Dad pay off all the remaining debts. Dad finally said goodbye to us and moved to South Asia to live. We then took back the property rights of the riverside garden villa.

From the hotel to the villa by the river garden, it was just a few dozen minutes. Along the way, my mother talked and laughed, looked at the bustling city scenery that was constantly regressing on the road, and thought about all the unpleasant things over the past three years. I looked at my charming, gentle and considerate mother beside me, and I was looking forward to my infinitely beautiful future in my family life, study, feelings and health.

The extended Lincoln roared past and turned the beautiful scenery by the riverside, and opened a green belt of the woods. A white three-story villa building came into view. The house was well preserved, and there was a golden iron door outside.

When the car drove to the door, the driver Anan used the remote control to open the iron door. Then the car slowly drove into it. There was a larger garden inside. The hut next to it was the parking lot. There were several staggered sidewalks made of floor tiles in the middle of the garden.

The driver Anan parked the car, so we got off the car and walked towards the villa. Anan helped us move and salute. When I was a child, I lived here with my parents for a few years, but later I moved to live elsewhere, which has been idle.

The exterior and interior decoration of this villa are very grand, and all furniture and decorations are in American luxury style. Living inside is like living in a castle.

Mom, I am a little scared of having such a big house, and it may be difficult to clean it.I said while looking around.

Puchi Mom chuckled beside me. She was wearing casual clothes today. Her black waterfall-like hair that was scattered behind her head was tied into a unique bun, revealing her slender, ivory-like white neck, a light yellow shirt with a lace collar on her upper body, her chest was very tall by her plump breasts, and a knee-length denim skirt on her lower body. She was not wearing stockings on her snow-white and smooth plump legs, giving people a feeling of briskness and sexyness.

My Xiaofan is scared, and even told his mother that he has grown up and wants to protect her!As he said that, my mother looked at me coquettishly and said: Of course, you don’t need to do hygiene anymore. At that time, my mother hired a cleaning company or a full-time nanny to take care of our lives.

After saying that, my mother twisted her slender waist and plump buttocks into the villa. I followed her and looked at her back. When she was young, she had a long experience in dancing training. Therefore, she would pay more attention to her demeanor when walking, and often walked in unconsciously and elegantly. She watched her two slender legs move intertwined, and walked with the confident and rhythmic elegant cat steps, shaking out a series of charming leg waves, swaying posture, which made me feel itchy in my heart.

Entering the villa, except for the large living room and kitchen on the first floor, the remaining three rooms are as guest rooms and study rooms. On the second floor is a corridor, with two bedrooms on both sides. The innermost bedroom is my mother's master bedroom, and the smaller second bedroom is my bedroom. It is separated from my mother's bedroom by a cloakroom and living room. The other rooms are temporarily vacant, and there are several rooms and storage rooms on the third floor.

Madam, then you stay here, I will go back to my own place first, and find me whenever I need it.

I heard An Nan's voice downstairs and looked down from the railing on the second floor. After she helped us put our luggage, she said to her mother in the living room.

Mom pondered slightly and said: Are you still going back there?Why not just stay and help me.

An Nan bowed respectfully to his mother and whispered: I can't walk away there for the time being, and you live with the young master here, so it's not convenient for me to be here. Your car will be airlifted in a few days. Please come to me if you have any questions.

Mom sighed, stared at Anan for a while, and said: You should check that matter slowly, don’t worry, be careful and don’t have any trouble.

An Nan still had no expression on his face, but just said lightly: Yes, so he bowed to his mother again, then turned around and left.

The conversation between the two was very low, and I couldn't hear it clearly. When I saw An Nan leaving, I hurried downstairs and said to my mother: Mom!Aunt Annan is gone?

When my mother saw me running down, she smiled and said: Well, she still has work to do, so she can't waste time with us.

I smiled and said: Mom, aren’t we two-person world now?

My mother gave me a coquettish look in anger. I was about to go to my mother's arms for a while, when suddenly a clang came out of my pocket.

I looked down and saw that it was the tart cloth bag that my father had entrusted to me. I almost forgot about it. It was wrapped in a very old mirror-shaped thing, and an iron key, which was scattered on the ground at this time.

What is this?Mom looked at it and said in surprise, and walked over and picked it up.

My heart was shocked and I thought it was broken. Why did it fall out accidentally? I could only lean against my mother and open the tart cloth bag with her.

The key here is nothing special. Although it doesn't look new, it doesn't have much rust. It should be a long time ago. I think it's just the key to open the basement of this villa. The other bronze mirror looks very old. My mother and I looked at the mirror carefully. The treasure in my father's mouth was carved by dragons and phoenixes around it, but it was mottled. The mirror was covered with green copper rust. Although the reflection of our faces could be vaguely seen from the inside, because the mirror was already very unclear, it looked even more incomplete. There was a Tai Chi Bagua symbol on the bronze mirror, but there was a circle of dragons and phoenix flying patterns connected to the ends and ends around the symbol. This logo had never been seen anywhere else and looked very unique.

Xiaofan, what is this?Where did it come from?Mom looked at the mirror with a surprised face and said to me.

I remembered my father's solemn warning and said hesitantly: This... this was something I accidentally picked up in a corner of the school!

Picked up?My mother looked at my expression and looked suspicious. I looked unconfident, afraid that I wouldn't believe what I said.

Yes, yes, it was originally...it looked like scrap iron antique, but I happened to see it in the woods and took it back.

After my mother looked at me skeptically, she looked at the mirror carefully. She looked over and over again several times. There was nothing strange about the worn mirror. It was covered with dust and copper rust. On the back, there seemed to be a slurry that could be put into the fingers. My mother put her pink and white fingers inside, making the fingers full of dust.

She looked at the key again. The iron key style was relatively new, unlike something of the same age as the bronze mirror.

This is nothing, I think since I have picked it up, this thing may be destined to be with me... I whispered.

My mother then wrapped the tart cloth bag back on the bronze mirror, wrapped the key in, and handed it to me: OK, you must keep it in it.

I quickly took the package back, and my mother's pretty face looked at me with a meaningful expression, which made me feel guilty.

In the evening, my mother personally cooked and helped me to clean up some of my favorite meals. We were having fun. I told her about what happened at school over the years. She kept listening to me with a smile, asking for fun details from time to time. The lights in the living room shone on her beautiful face, which was particularly red and charming.

On the first night in the villa, I recognized the bed and tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. The house always felt too big, and only my mother and I lived, I was a little uneasy.

I looked at the time and it was already past 2 o'clock in the evening. I was still sleepy, so I sat up and turned on the lights, put on the clothes, and wanted to open the package again to see what the bronze mirror was like.

I looked for my backpack in the room, but I couldn't find it. Then I remembered that the backpack seemed to be in the living room all the time, so I didn't take it in.

I put on my pajamas and tiptoed out of the bedroom. It was pitch black outside. Of course, my mother's room had turned off the lights. I looked around and walked down the stairs on tiptoes. I came to the living room. When I shone with the light of my phone, my backpack was indeed placed on the sofa.

I am such a fool, I can forget this. I cursed at myself, walked up to open my backpack and took out the package, and used the flashlight of my phone to light it out to take out the bronze mirror and key. I stared at the mirror. At this time, under the shining light of my phone, my vague face in the mirror was slightly distorted. It didn't look like myself, and I showed a strange smile. I was so scared that I almost threw the mirror to the ground.

I quickly wondered why this thing is so old and evil. What kind of treasure is it? It’s because my father is old and has been hit one after another, and his mind has some fantasies. Then when I bought something in the antique market, I thought it was a treasure in my home.

But I remembered his hoarse look, and it didn't look like he had a brain problem, and the sentences were clear.

I put the mirror in my pocket and held the key, thinking that there was no chance during the day, so I must avoid my mother, so I could only go to the basement now to see what was going on.

When I thought of the basement of the villa, I heard my father say it was still the second floor of the underground. I felt a little guilty. It was in the middle of the night, so it wouldn't be haunted.

After thinking about it over and over again, I still couldn't stop my curiosity. I confirmed that my phone still had a lot of power, so I went down from the basement. This basement had already come in when I came during the day. It was a room like the renovated entertainment room, audio and video room, billiards room, etc., and the place was also very large. My mother and I walked around.

I got off the basement, closed the door, and turned on the lights in each room. The bright appearance made me feel more confident all of a sudden, at least I didn’t have to look like I was exploring the dungeon in the dark.

I still remember my father said it was in the northeast corner, and there was a storage room with nothing inside. I went in and turned on the lights. Before, there should be stored food and daily necessities here, and there were some traces. Now they have been emptied, making the room look quite big.

I came to the northeast corner where there seemed to be some wooden barrels placed before, and there were some round barrel-shaped marks on the ground.

I touched the wall carefully and found that there was a tiny tiles that were completely different from the surrounding patterns and colors, because the wall was paved with chaotic patterned tiles, and if you don’t look carefully, you may not find them.

I touched the tiles hard and heard a click. The tiles were pressed into me. Then there was a sound of clockwork rotating in a neat tiles next to me. Soon the tiles were turned into the wall, revealing a key socket.

There is actually such a mechanism in the villa!Only then did I believe my father shouldn't go crazy. It seems that our Ling family really has a secret.

I quickly took out the iron key and inserted it into the jack. I thought that even if the key was right, it would be difficult to get in after a long time. Unexpectedly, the key was inserted into the keyhole smoothly and smoothly. I turned to the right, and the sound of winding was heard inside.

Then there was a rumbling sound, and a place next to it that seemed to be a wall actually started to rotate!

It has become a rotating door with an intermediate shaft. The pattern of this door is hidden inside the tile pattern, and the snaps on the edges are consistent with the pattern pattern. The design is really wonderful.

The door opened was quite loud, but my mother was sleeping on the second floor at this time, and it was 2 floors away from here, so she shouldn't be alarmed. I used my phone to take a picture behind the revolving door, which was a downward staircase.

This staircase is a directly exposed cement stone floor without any decoration. It looks incompatible with the luxuriously decorated underground floor. It is pitch black inside and is particularly cunning.

Although I was also very scared, I thought to myself that I had already arrived here, so how could I admit defeat and dare not go on? Besides, I am the master of the Ling family. I must know the secrets of my family, so I bit the bullet and turned on the flashlight of my phone and walked in.

I was afraid that the revolving door behind would be closed as soon as I entered. Fortunately, I stayed at the door for a while, and there was no movement in the door, and it didn't seem like this. But thinking about it, this is not a trap to trap people.

I walked down the stairs, and after walking a few floors, it turned into a rotating staircase. The surrounding walls were also covered with exposed cement. I walked down the wall. This wall may not have contacted the outside for many years, and there was not much dust.

Soon I reached the bottom. I used the light of my phone to shine. Below was a small room that was not big, surrounded by exposed cement walls. There was a table in the middle, and there was a stone portrait behind the table.

I was almost shocked, thinking that there was someone here, but fortunately the stone figure was carved very roughly, just a rough human figure, without facial features, and it didn't look scary. Despite this, the surrounding area was pitch black and scary.

I walked up with the courage to look carefully and looked at the stone statue that seemed to be carved in some kind of costume similar to a Chinese Taoist priest, but it should be made relatively simple and casual, which looked a bit funny.

On this table is a book-sized wooden box with more complex and gorgeous patterns carved around it. This wood is a bit old and cannot be seen clearly.

The secrets and missions of my Ling family should be hidden in this box. I took a deep breath, looked at the stone statue of the Taoist priest, and subconsciously bowed to him very devoutly, and then opened the box.

There was nothing inside!

The box is empty at this moment. Dad is so mysterious. Will he be fooling people with an empty box?

I picked up the box, which is quite old. The box looks good from the wood and is quite sturdy. There is a groove on the back of the box.

This part seems to be somewhat similar to the groove on the back of the bronze mirror I saw before. I took out the mirror and it turns out that the grooves of the two things are the same size.

I subconsciously put my thumb into the groove of the wooden box. Unexpectedly, as soon as I put it in, a mezzanine popped up in the box, and a piece of silk cloth fell out of it and fell to the ground.

It was really a lot of mechanisms. At this time, sweat beads appeared on my forehead. I put the box on the table and picked up the silk cloth on the ground. The silk cloth was already ragged. It looked much older than the box. It seemed to be something of the same age as the bronze mirror. There were many patterns on the silk cloth, which I couldn't see clearly for a while.

I carefully raised my face and soon realized that the silk cloth was painted with a map. The painting method was very outstanding. The pattern of a coastline next to it was exactly the same as the coastline in Jingzhou City today. There must be no photos when painting, so the painting method strives to restore the landform completely.

There are many other places in the silk cloth that can't be seen clearly, but at a location not far from the sea, it was painted with bright red paint and a blue-black mark was drawn on it. This mark looks like a ghost painting talisman, and I can't understand what it means.

I didn't understand the purpose of silk cloth for a moment, and thought to myself whether it was a treasure map, so I put the silk cloth in my pocket and saw that the bronze mirror was still placed on the table. I picked up the mirror and put it in the groove behind with my thumb.

The mirror was unresponsive. At this time, I was also a little frustrated in the basement. The surrounding environment also made me very uneasy. So I hurriedly put away these things, put the box back on the table, looked at the stone statue of the Taoist priest, and for some reason a sense of intimacy aroused. I bowed respectfully to him, and hurried up.

I closed the secret doors and turned off all the lights and returned to my bedroom. Fortunately, my mother was not alarmed. I stuffed the silk cloth and mirrors into my bedside table and locked them with the key. At this time, I felt a little sleepy. Although I remembered that this villa had such a strange basement below, I felt a little strange, but I didn't care about it and fell asleep.