After asking where the entrance to the basement was, I thanked the middle-aged woman and walked towards the basement. On both sides of this basement were the storage rooms of the users upstairs. Because some people had moved out, the doors of some storage rooms were open.

It was so dark inside that I couldn't see anything clearly. I don't know if it's because the lights in the basement were broken or because I was thinking too much, but I always felt that this basement was a bit spooky and scary. The storage rooms on both sides seemed to be one.

The morgue where corpses are parked from time to time seems like a monster can burst out of it at any time.

I walked forward cautiously and cautiously, and easily found the underground storage room at the end that the middle-aged woman had mentioned. The door was closed. I hesitated for a moment, then raised my hand and patted the door.

The sound of the iron door kept echoing in the basement, making my hair stand on end unconsciously, as if someone was peering at me in the darkness.

At this moment, the door opened with a creak, and a person appeared in front of me. With the faint light, I saw that the person in front of me was a very ordinary old man. I couldn't tell how old he was, just his face.

It was covered with wrinkles, and each wrinkle was as deep as a knife carving. Without even looking at me, he tilted his head and asked, "As usual, have you brought the things?"

I was shocked: the tone of his voice sounded like this old man was doing some shady business with someone. If it was drug trafficking or something, it would be very serious for me to be involved. So I hurriedly explained: "No, no,

I'm here to find someone, a man named Dong Agen."

The old man seemed to be indifferent to me. When he heard me say this person's name, he grabbed my hand and said eagerly: "You are finally here. I have been waiting for you for more than ten years. You are here soon."

Come in and I'll give you something." As he said this, he pulled me in. His hand was so strong that it was impossible to tell that he was an old man.

The old man's voice was full of excitement, but I knew that he must have recognized the wrong person, so I hurriedly opened my mouth to explain, but the old man didn't care what I was saying, and held me tightly with one hand, as if he was afraid that I would escape from here, and the other would

But one was groping for something in a corner of the room. The pain in my hand was really unbearable, so I begged for mercy: "Old man, please let go first. If I don't leave, please turn on the light first."

But the old man refused to let go of my hand. He continued to pick up something in the corner and said, "I've been blind for so many years, why should I light a lamp?"

I was shocked. It seemed that the reason why he tilted his head to avoid looking at me was not because of a cold attitude, but because of the inconvenience to his eyes. After a while, the old man had already taken out the thing he was looking for from the corner and stuffed it in my face.

In my hand, I took it and found a thick stack of paper. I didn't know what was written on it.

I didn't have time to look, and there was no light in this room and I couldn't see anything. But the old man just said that he had hidden this thing for more than ten years. It seems that these things must be very important to him. Although I am very curious

He wanted to see what was on it that an old man had collected for more than ten years, but he was unwilling to take away the papers because he had mistakenly admitted the wrong person, so he said again: "Old man, you really admitted the wrong person, and I am also the first

The first time I came to this place, I came to find a man named Dong Agen."

The old man still held my hand and said, "I am Dong Agen. I can't be mistaken. These things are all for you, and you are the second one!"

The old man's words shocked me. I didn't expect that he was the person I was looking for. Look at the paper he stuffed in my hand. Although I didn't understand what he meant when he said I was the "second", I still felt happy in my heart.

I had a strong urge to see what was written on these papers.

Dong Agen seemed to know what I was thinking. He fumbled around on the table and lit the candle, saying, "It's the same as the one I gave him before. You can take a look first." The moment the candle was lit, I felt that there was someone in the room.

As soon as the shadow flashed, it seemed that someone rushed out. My first reaction was that there was a thief hiding in the house. I hurriedly followed him out. I saw a person standing in front of me. He turned and looked at me. I almost hit him.

When I got to him, I was about to ask a question, but he suddenly raised his finger, put it to his mouth and softly "shhh", and then said with a mysterious look on his face: "The ninth floor has not been built yet.

Don't go up there, it's very dangerous."

In an instant, I felt all the hairs on my body stand up. I had read this sentence in a letter. It was said by the migrant worker to Lao Chu. I couldn't help but take a step back. Now I could see it more clearly.

, he was indeed dressed like a migrant worker.

Seeing me looking at him, the man said softly: "There are still a lot of things that have not been put away. I have to go to work." After that, he turned around and walked out.

I watched him turn around and was about to ask him a few words. Suddenly a hand came out from behind and grabbed my arm tightly. I screamed in pain. Needless to say, it must be Dong Agen. Apart from him, I should

There was no one else, and when I turned around, it was indeed him.

I tried hard to pull my arm away, and said at the same time: "Old man, your hands are really strong." Dong Agen had no intention of letting go, and his face almost came to mine, with a nervous expression on his face, and asked: "Look

What did you get? What did you just see?"

I was eager to break free from his grasp and quickly told him what I saw, saying, "I saw a man running out of your room. I thought he was a thief, so I chased him out."

Dong Agen's voice trembled this time as he said, "Where, where?"

I pointed with my hand and said, "I was still here just now. I shouldn't have walked out of the basement so quickly." As I said this, I turned my head and looked around, and then I realized that the migrant worker in front of me had disappeared.

I was shocked. This was the closest place in the basement, at least 50 meters away from the exit. There was absolutely no way that migrant worker could run to the exit in just a few words. I hurriedly said to Dong Agen: "Old Man's Day,

I don’t know where this person went, but you didn’t notice him hiding in your room?”

Dong Agen shook his head, but his face was full of excitement and said: "I didn't hear anything, but he is really back."

I didn’t understand what Dong Agen’s last sentence meant, but in an instant my whole body felt as if I had fallen into an ice cave and it was extremely cold, because at this moment, I suddenly discovered a problem: when the migrant worker started running, I couldn’t stand it at all.

Not a single sound of footsteps was heard.

Dong Agen didn't notice my panic and just kept talking to himself, repeating the phrase "He's back" over and over again. I looked at the place where the migrant workers disappeared and asked cautiously: "Who is he?"

Dong Agen was motionless in the direction of the basement exit. Although his eyes could not see anything, I could feel that he was looking at that place carefully, as if he wanted to see the disappeared migrant worker.

It wasn't until I asked for the third time that he came back to his senses and said, "He is my son."

At this moment, I saw sadness, fear and excitement on the old man’s face. I never knew that these many seemingly contradictory expressions could appear on one person’s face at the same time, but since this person is Dong Agen’s son, it’s just that

I was afraid that his family affairs would be involved, and it was difficult for me as an outsider to inquire, so I had to keep those questions in my heart.

Dong Agen pulled me into the storage room, where candles were already lit. He asked me to sit on a chair, put the thick stack of paper in my hand, and said, "He didn't lie to me. It turns out it's really possible."

I don’t know whether Dong Agen is talking about “he” or “she”, and I don’t know what he means by saying this at this time. Since I can’t figure it out, I don’t think about it for now. I take the papers and get close to the candlelight.

Lowering his head to take a closer look, Dong Agen suddenly tilted his head to listen and said, "Let's wait and see, someone is coming." After saying that, he blew out the candle in one breath, and the storage room immediately fell into darkness.

I became even more nervous. This was too much like the underground activities of the underworld in movies. At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door. They stopped again at the door, and then a young woman's voice sounded outside the door: "Great Immortal"

,I'm ready."

I almost didn't laugh. I originally thought it was the underworld doing illegal transactions, but what I heard was some kind of "immortal". But then I thought about whether it was Dong Agen who was engaged in some cult activities. If that's the case, then

Just in time, see if I don't expose his background this time. I've been waiting for a hero to save a beauty for a long time.

Dong Agen said "hmm" and said in a strange tone: "If you want to know what others don't know, you have to exchange it for what others cannot know."

I was stunned for a moment. Dong Agen's words sounded a bit awkward, but after thinking about it, it made sense. It seemed that it shouldn't be said by a person of his status. The young voice at the door said, "

Yes", and then said: "I brought the things."

Dong Agen said: "Leave it at the door. You also know the consequences of fraud. Tell me, what do you want to know?"

The woman's voice became more respectful and she said, "I want you to tell my husband not to come to me again. I'm really scared. It's all my fault for him. As long as he doesn't come to me, I will give him something."

Burn lots and lots of paper money, please!"

The young woman's words shocked me. My eyes looked at Dong Agen involuntarily. At the same time, I quickly remembered what the taxi driver said to me: "If you are not afraid, you can find someone here." "He can

"Talk to the dead", Dong Agen is the terrible psychic the driver calls him!

The driver didn’t tell me the name of the psychic. He just said that the person was very famous. Under normal circumstances, few people would engage in the same profession next to an already famous colleague, unless you have extraordinary strength and are young and talented outside the door.

What the woman wanted Dong Agen to do was what the so-called psychics do, so I analyzed that Dong Agen was the psychic the driver mentioned, and I was very confident that I would not be wrong.

For the first time, I became curious about Dong Agen. According to the driver, Dong Agen is a very scary person. And listening to the voice of the woman outside the door just now, I also respect and fear Dong Agen, but I don’t think there is anything about him.

What’s scary is that there’s something inside that I don’t know about?

I hid in the darkness and watched Dong Agen's performance with great interest, but Dong Agen stopped talking. If I hadn't heard his faint breathing, I would have thought I was the only one in this room. I couldn't wait

I became a little impatient, and at this moment, I suddenly felt that there was an extra person in the room.

Yes, this is a very strange feeling. Although there is no light in the room and I can't see anything, I really feel that there is an extra person in the room. I turn around quickly, but it is still dark behind.

.At this moment, Dong Agen coughed. I was startled by the sudden cough, but the feeling that there was an extra person in the room disappeared instantly, and another very strange thought floated in my mind.
Chapter completed!