Chen Mo stepped forward, snatched the phone from my hand, handed it to Xiang Yu, and said, "We will study this issue after we go out. Let's go in and take a look first. We don't have much time to waste."
After he finished speaking, he walked inside.
Could it be that Chen Mo knew something?
When I saw this series of his actions, this was my first reaction.
Xiangyu glanced at me, feeling like she wanted to say something, but Zhang Jisheng pulled her, but she didn't speak after all, and then followed Zhang Jisheng inside.
I froze on the spot, feeling like I had millions of questions in my mind that I wanted to blurt out, but in this environment, I was not allowed to think too much.
I could only helplessly follow the footsteps of my teammates and step into the depths of this ancestral hall that already terrified me to the extreme.
This should be an ancestral hall with four entrances. Behind the gatehouse is a spacious corridor. On the roof of the corridor, there are three consecutive caisson wells. The middle well is decorated with Bagua as the top center, and the top centers on both sides are decorated with dragon and phoenix patterns.
On both sides of the corridor are a row of side rooms.
The size and appearance of the wing rooms are the same, with the doors closed and a bronze figurine lamp standing in front of the door.
The human figurine shaped by a copper lamp is wearing a tight-fitting robe, a long skirt that touches the floor, and wide sleeves hanging low. It holds a snake in its right hand with its head raised, holding a long lamppost in its mouth, and its left hand holds the snake's tail and body.
Curly, the figurine's black gem eyes stare at the corridor, making people feel sweating on their backs.
"These rooms should all be tombs." Since entering the corridor, Chen Mo stopped at the door of each wing for a while. "The owners of the tombs here all have the same surname. The above words cannot be read clearly, but
, they should all be descendants of this surname." Chen Mo said while pointing to a word on the door page.
After Chen Mo finished speaking, he walked forward and entered the second door of the ancestral hall.
There is a stage built in the second gate facing the entertainment hall inside.
The entire cave is illuminated by the night lamp. The deeper you go into the ancient temple, the more limited the light becomes. At this moment, the stage is blocked by the tall Xiangtang behind it, and is completely shrouded in the shadow of the Xiangtang.
, in a dark and hazy state.
Xiangyu, Zhang Jisheng and the old man both stayed at the end of the corridor, and Chen Mo also stood at the entrance of the second door, not moving.
I walked up and looked towards the stage. There were four or five headless human-shaped "things" in costumes and long sleeves standing on the stage, as if they were performing an ancient opera.
But at this moment, a drumbeat sounded on the stage, and those "things" actually danced the sleeves of the costumes.
Xiangyu screamed again, and I was also frightened.
"There are no ghosts in this world. Don't scare yourself. They won't move. I'll go up and have a look." Chen Mo turned around and looked at me and said, then he took a big step and stepped onto the stage.
He walked around those "things" a few times, then pulled hard and tore off a set of bright red costumes. It turned out that there was a wooden shelf on the stage, which should be equipped with something like springs.
There is a costume on the shelf. Once the mechanism is activated, the spring on the wooden shelf will control the costume to wave the sleeves up, down, left and right.
The owner of this ancestral hall has really special taste.
"There are so many costumes here and there are so many masks at the entrance of the ancestral hall. Is there any relationship between them?" Xiangyu asked in a trembling voice.
"Don't think so much, it's okay, it's just a trap." Zhang Jisheng said, picked up his phone and started filming again.
At the entrance of the ancient ancestral hall, Zhang Jisheng had already started recording a video on his mobile phone. In his words, this ancestral hall was so special. When the ancient ancestral hall was out, a professional team could be organized to conduct analysis and research. He felt that there was something behind this ancient ancestral hall.
The culture it contains goes far beyond the scope of lucid dreams.
Chen Mo jumped off the stage and walked a few steps forward, but he quickly stopped and stared straight ahead.
There is a bronze statue of a girl under the stage, sitting on a sandalwood chair, as if she is watching a play, but she is holding a rather large ancient bronze mirror in her hand to look at it.
I walked forward and took a closer look. It was actually a bronze sculpture with one head and three faces. The three faces of the girl showed three different emotions. A person's joy, anger, sorrow, and joy were all on it.
I was about to speak, but Chen Mo made a silent gesture to me, and then pointed to the mirror in the bronze statue's hand.
I couldn't help but look at the mirror carefully. The dark mass in the mirror looked like a person, but that shadow did not look like the bronze girl holding the mirror.
For a moment, a chill ran down my back.
It felt like someone was staring at me with a cold gaze through an ancient bronze mirror.
Others must have noticed it too. They were standing next to me. No one spoke, but everyone felt that their breathing was a little short.
"Have you noticed that the person in the mirror seems to have grown a little bigger," Xiangyu said in a lowered voice, shrinking his shoulders.
Sure enough, the outline in the mirror was getting bigger little by little.
Slowly, I was able to determine that it was a tall woman with very long hair. Her hands were stretched forward, and her pointed fingernails were almost touching the mirror.
"Could this be a ghost sealed in the mirror?" Xiangyu's voice began to change, and she felt extremely frightened.
I felt as if I had forgotten to breathe, and I stared at the mirror in horror, fearing that if I was not careful, the monster inside would burst out of the mirror.
"It's not very peaceful in this ancient temple. Stop looking and stay away from the mirror."
The old man reminded us with one word, and we dispersed instantly.
But when I turned around, I seemed to see the monster dancing in the mirror, and it felt like it was telling me something.