Deconstruction is Weird

Chu Dong tentatively separated part of his soul from his body, and the energy he had just consumed was rapidly recovering. Fortunately, this characteristic has not disappeared, which made him feel much more at ease. After the complete recovery, Chu Dong breathed a sigh of relief. He sighed and said: "I never imagined that one day I would be so embarrassed by a ghost that doesn't even have ghosts."

Hong Yan asked with a slightly suspicious tone: "Are you sure it's just an ordinary ghost? Even I can't see through it."

"I also want to regard her as a difficult character, but no matter from what point of view, she is a very ordinary ghost. In other words, the strange thing is this place, not this ghost."

That thing just now is the most common ghost, resentful because of the tragic death, his eyes are white and irrational, and its attack method, the ability that it released when Chu Dong's body was burned to the point that its soul was scattered are all ordinary ghosts strength.

Fortunately, Chu Dong saw some memory fragments when she possessed her body. The memory fragments were few and incoherent, and she could only vaguely see that she was influenced by something to commit suicide. The Buddha regarded him as an evil spirit, so he polluted it with blood.

The clear memories are basically about half an hour before his death, and there is almost nothing about the past of this village. The only thing Chu Dong can be sure of is that the village head of this village is not far from this room.

The village they lived in looks dilapidated, but in fact it has a hole in the sky. In the memory fragments, there is a scene of the initial construction of the village. There are deep ditches like trenches extending in all directions. All the houses here have basements.

"You get Wang Bin down, the temperature here is not bad."

Hong Yan hummed, "Then be careful."

Since the ghost is dead, there is no danger here. Chu Dong moved the Buddha statues up and down, left, and right to study them, and used all the percussion detection. The result is that these few Buddha statues are nothing special.

Then Chu Dong came to the west wall, and after he knocked twice with his fist, he immediately showed joy. The wall behind the wall was hollow, which meant that the female ghost's memory was fine.

At this time, Hongyan also got Wang Bin down, and after two hours of adjustments, his body has gotten used to it a lot, and there should be no problem with short-term actions.

As soon as Wang Bin came down, he saw that Chu Dong smashed the wall with his fist. After the wall collapsed, a dark corridor was exposed. The cool wind blowing against his face proved that this was not a dead end.

Chu Dong slid his palm across the break in the wall, and the break was neat and smooth, which meant that the door in front of him originally existed, but was sealed for unknown reasons.

[There are four layers of mud layers of about 1mm at the fracture, which indicates that the current room has been painted at least four times]

[Suggest to check other walls]

Chu Dong scratched in front of the other three walls, and found a layer of mud with distinct layers. Four times of painting made the surrounding walls seamless, so the brain couldn't see the problem. The mud was very fine, and the overall appearance was dark brown. It's definitely treated mud, or something.

People here sealed the room and rebuilt the house on top of the head, which is why this house is more complete than others in the village, because it was renovated later, and its age is much newer than other houses .

Chu Dong picked up a piece of wood from the ground, turned it into a torch, and stepped into the corridor. Wang Bin and Hongyan followed closely behind. Chu Dong carefully observed everything in the corridor through the faint light of the fire. It can intelligently fill in the light, and in Chu Dong's eyes, everything has been adjusted.

Chu Dong poked twice on the wall of the corridor with his finger, it was very solid, it should have been rammed.

Chu Dong said as he walked: "The people in this village opened up the underground, and the bad weather made them find another way. You can see that the wall is full of traces of hammers. After hollowing out the underground and then ramming the ground and the wall to make it firmer, it should be here. Someone who knows about architecture."

The corridor is in an oval shape as a whole, the texture of the wall is very rough, and there is no special treatment. The solidity here is mainly due to the soil quality. There are mostly rocks, and there is no danger of landslides here, plus it is all frozen soil.

Standing behind Chu Dong, Wang Bin asked incomprehensibly, "Since this place is so dangerous, why didn't they move away? No matter how you look at it, this place is not a suitable place for people to live."

"Perhaps this is the best place they have found for survival. Let's move on."

The underground here extends in all directions, and the underground buildings are even larger than the above ground. They have been expanding the underground. These people’s work on the ground is not even one-tenth of the underground. They dug out corridors to connect with each other. This is a complete underground world with no rules at all. Fortunately, the crooked map of the intelligent brain has also been reshaped under the three-dimensional modeling. Not to get lost.

Chu Dong found the basement of the village chief's house based on the female ghost's memory fragments. Chu Dong came to a black wooden door with a torch in his hand and kicked it down. The wide earthen house is also very finely polished. There are two braziers at the entrance. Chu Dong threw the torch into the fire tray, and the flames rose immediately. The brazier must have been filled with kerosene, and the flames reached a high temperature. It also gradually got higher, Chu Dong looked up and saw that there was a thick layer of mud boards on it, and there were vent holes.

You can see three rooms at a glance. They are located in the middle, which is the living room. There is a low table and a set of teacups in the middle of the room. The room on the left is the bedroom because Chu Dong has seen the wooden bed. It should be quite important to think about the wooden door.

Chu Dong walked to the locked door and twisted the lock with his palm slightly. After a long time, even the door was rotten. With the light of the fire, Chu Dong could clearly see the layout of the room. In a study room, there is a book table in the middle of the room, on which there is a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

The most noticeable thing on the desk was a thick candle. Chu Dong waved to the brazier outside the house, and a flame quickly floated to the candle to ignite it. The soft candle light should warm the soul, but now At that time, Chu Dong felt a chill. Chu Dong wondered why the surrounding walls were all black, but he didn't think too much about it.

Chu Dong said casually: "The owner of this house is very particular. I didn't expect to see pens, inks, papers and inkstones here. There is no paper in other houses."

Wang Bin walked to the thick candle that was as thick as an adult's forearm, showing a puzzled expression, "This candle"

"I advise you not to touch it, I feel a strange breath on it, which makes me resist instinctively."

Wang Bin said with a vigilant face: "I won't touch it. I know this thing. It is a human oil candle. Such a big human oil wax is too outrageous. How many people have to be refined?"

Chu Dong frowned and asked, "You said it was a wax candle?"

"Yes, you can't be wrong, this taste, this texture, are you looking at whether the wick is thicker than ordinary cotton thread?"

Chu Dong walked to the candle and took a closer look. The wick of this candle is indeed much thicker than the normal wick. If you look carefully, the white cotton thread of the wick seems to be doped with some black silk threads. Is that hair?