Taboo Master

Chapter 307
I remember the last time, I followed behind my grandpa in a panic, like a little tail, for fear that my grandpa would disappear from my side in a blink of an eye.

Now, I walked into the cave again, relying on my own efforts, I said silently in my heart, Grandpa, I did not live up to my promise, I did it.

I walked slowly and walked into the cave. At this time, the snow outside the cave reflected the skylight and shot into the cave, so the inside is not too dark.

At least, even though the oil lamp in the cave has been extinguished, I can clearly see the surrounding scenery.

In the narrow cave, there are straw mat futons on the ground, and a stone pier is placed beside it. On the stone pier, there is a small oil lamp, but the lamp oil inside has long been exhausted, and the depths of the cave are still dark.

Grandpa is not here either.

But there were obvious signs of sitting and lying on the straw mat futon. I squatted down suspiciously, stretched out my hand to look on the straw mat, and picked up a gray hair, about two inches long.

My heart was moved, and I looked carefully. This hair is undoubtedly my grandfather's, but I clearly remember that when my grandfather left, his hair was definitely not so long. , Moreover, at least lived for two or three months.

Because looking at the length of the hair, it is impossible to grow so long in two or three months, but from then to now, it has been almost half a year, so where did grandpa go in the remaining few months?
I stood up and looked around in the cave.

This cave is not too big, and it took a short while to inspect it. However, there is nothing else in it except for the straw mat futon and stone piers, except for the four walls of stone.

It's really strange, I stood at the entrance of the cave, dazed in a daze, judging from the situation I broke open the cave just now, I should have never opened it, because it doesn't make sense, if grandpa has cracked something, there is no need to seal the cave , then upon returning home, there is no reason to just put down the pipe and then come back and seal itself in the hole again.

This does not conform to the behavioral logic of normal people.

If grandpa wants to tell me something, you can also leave me a letter. If grandpa has something to leave, there is no reason to leave the cigarette pouch, because it is his forbidden object, and it is a forbidden object for performing the forbidden law.

However, if Grandpa really went home and then came back to the cave, why is the entrance of the cave sealed and he is not inside?
My mind was in a mess, these questions were like a mess, tangled together, I couldn't sort it out for a while, subconsciously sat down on the futon, stared blankly at the entrance of the cave in a daze.

A thought suddenly flashed in my heart, no, it might be that grandpa didn't seal himself in the cave at all, or maybe, grandpa was gone long after he left me the letter, his cigarette pouch was always there In other people's hands, put it on the table at home, just to lure me to the mountain, and then to deal with me!

But this is not right, if so, how to explain the hair in my hand?Could it be someone else's?

I was puzzled, and put my hands on the stone pier next to me in bewilderment, knocking subconsciously, thinking about the ins and outs of the whole thing in my heart.

Suddenly, my hand accidentally touched the small oil lamp on the stone pier, and I was stunned. Although the strength I used just now was not strong, it was probably enough to knock down the oil lamp. Why did the oil lamp remain motionless?

I turned my head and saw that the oil lamp seemed to be made of copper, and it looked old, but it couldn't be connected to the stone.

I reached out to grab the oil lamp and shook it slightly, but unexpectedly found that I couldn't shake it at all. The oil lamp really seemed to be connected to the stone!
My heart moved, I jumped up quickly, grabbed the oil lamp with both hands, tried to pull it up a few times, but it still didn't move.Tried turning left and right again, this time, it actually moved!

I was overjoyed. A copper oil lamp connected to a stone could not be shaken or pulled out, but it could turn left and right. What does this mean?
There must be secret passages on the four walls of this cave!

I immediately grabbed the oil lamp, left and right, right and left, and experimented repeatedly. Although there was no response after turning it around for a long time, I knew that it was because I hadn't touched the right way. Since this oil lamp is weird, and grandpa If he disappeared from this cave mysteriously, then there must be something wrong.

However, I was undaunted and tried for a long time, but there was still no response. I neither heard the expected mechanism sound, nor heard any special sounds in the mountain wall or under my feet.

This is not right, I stood up wondering, grabbed my hair, ran to the walls of the cave again, picked up a stone on the ground, grabbed it in my hand, and knocked on the mountain wall.

If there are empty sounds, or obvious traces of organs, I should be able to find them.

While knocking on the stone wall, I put my ears close to it and listened carefully. At the same time, I stretched out my hand and stroked the mountain wall. I didn't even stay idle under my feet. I kicked vigorously on the ground. Maybe there is something underground. There is a hidden secret passage.

However, I insisted on beating the walls of the entire cave. I even stepped on every inch of the ground under my feet and inspected it, but I still found nothing.

This cave is like a well-sealed rice cooker, without any cracks or holes at all, and there is no trace of interlayer tunnels.

This is really strange, I walked to the side of the stone pier again, stared at the oil lamp, and thought to myself, the problem may still be on the oil lamp, but how can I find the correct method?

I was staring at the oil lamp in a daze, thinking hard, but at this moment, the oil lamp suddenly lit up with a dazzling light.

I looked back, but the afternoon sun was dazzling, shining on the snow outside, reflecting a rather bright light, which happened to be projected on the oil lamp.

But for some reason, the light from the oil lamp, refracted obliquely upwards, happened to shine on a corner of the stone wall. From a distance, there seemed to be something strange there.

I walked over hurriedly, and the position was just parallel to my line of sight. At this time, under the reflection of the light outside the cave, I could clearly see that on the stone wall there, there was a place about the size of a finger, and the color was somewhat dark red. .

I was secretly happy in my heart, if there is something wrong here, then, it is God who helped me.

I stretched out my hand, touched the place, and found that it was a groove. Without hesitation, I immediately pressed it hard and tentatively. If this is the hub of the organ, it is really a coincidence.

However, it didn't press down. It seemed to be just a hard stone. Judging from the feel, it shouldn't be pressed down.

However, such a depression can only be pressed with fingers. Is there any other way to open it?

Or, is this just an ordinary stone, and the reflection of the light is just a coincidence?

No, it's not that simple. I put my finger back, put it in the light for a closer look suspiciously, and put it on my nose to smell it, but my heart suddenly moved.

On my fingers, there are slightly red marks, and there is a very faint breath of blood!
That's right, it's the breath of blood. In the past few months, I have often dealt with blood, and it's all my own blood. I know not only the breath of blood, but also the color of blood. Now the blood on my fingers should Many days have passed, but the cave is damp after all, and the blood can still be clearly identified, which is absolutely unmistakable.

What does it mean that there are traces of blood in such a small groove?
Of course I don't know, but I could give it a try!
Just do what I said, I put my finger in my mouth, and took a hard bite, blood flowed from the tip of my finger immediately, I hurriedly put my finger in the groove, squeezed it hard, and then I stared blankly. Watching my blood slowly flow into the groove.

My heart was beating wildly. I didn't know if this would work. After my fingers stopped bleeding, I hurriedly took two steps back, held my breath, and carefully observed the changes on the mountain wall.

But I waited for a while, but there was no movement. After thinking about it carefully, I suddenly realized that I hurriedly walked over again, put my finger into the groove, and pressed hard...

In the ear, suddenly there was a faint sound of machine turning.

click... click...

My eyes widened silently, and I saw a secret door slowly opened on a mountain wall next to me...

Vaguely, it seemed that there was wind blowing out from inside.

It worked!
(End of this chapter)