Wang Jingzhe hung up the phone and was too lazy to go upstairs at all. He lay down on the sofa in the living room and slept with his body. As for whether the building was haunted or something, he wouldn't take it seriously at all. This was not even a little drizzle.

One night passed, at eight or nine o'clock the next morning, Tao Fuqiang drove over and said to him: "The construction team is organizing the staff, and it will be here in about half an hour. There are also the things you asked me to prepare, two chickens and flashlights."

"You sit first, I'll wash my face," Wang Jingzhe nodded and said.

"Okay, I'll order some breakfast for you..."

Wang Jingzhe took a simple wash, Tao Fuqiang looked at him a few times, and couldn't help asking, "You slept well yesterday?"

Wang Jingzhe smiled and said, "Maybe it's a little bit of a mess, but it doesn't matter to me. The house is a bit unclean, but the problem should not be too big. I'll dig the underground in a while."

Tao Fuqiang frowned and said, "This house really has no basement. I reviewed the decoration drawings. I also chose the floor in the living room. After about twenty centimeters of ground digging, I have never seen any cellars."

"Yes, but it may be deeper. You didn't notice it. You will know when you dig later..."

Seeing that he was so sure, Tao Fuqiang suppressed his doubts and waited for about twenty minutes. Two cars came outside and seven or eight workers came in. After entering, Wang Jingzhe pointed to the empty place under the stairs and asked them to dig it open.

The worker first opened the floor, and there was cement underneath, so he had to smash it with a hammer.

This project is not troublesome, but it is painful to make a lot of money. The decoration cost of this villa is more than 5 million yuan. Just this floor is just from being smashed to being laid on the back, and it costs more than 10,000 yuan.

The cement surface was smashed, and the brick structure was below it. Tao Fuqiang said that it was dug up here before and then laying it on, and it didn't look like there was a basement at all.

Wang Jingzhe nodded and said, "Dig, when to dig, there must be something in it."

Tao Fuqiang waved his hand at the workers and continued. They then dug about half a meter down, which was almost at the foundation. Suddenly, someone dug down with a shovel and a "ding" sound came. The people were stunned and a little puzzled.

"Secretly cut the soil layer flat, no need to dig it, just clear the middle..."

A few minutes later, the workers cleaned it up and an iron door was exposed underground, with a knocker on it. It may be that it was too old and the iron door was covered with rust.

Tao Fuqiang was shocked when he looked at it. He really didn't expect that there was really a basement under this villa.

"Let all the workers evacuate. The place is over, so they can't be used."

After everyone left, Wang Jingzhe lit a cigarette, pointed to the iron gate and said, "The tricks of this villa, it seems that it must be here. Stay away from me and I will open the iron gate first."

This house was built during the Republic of China. More than a hundred years have passed. Conservatively, the basement has not been opened for at least sixty years. Over time, the harmful gases inside are piled up below, and once they are opened, they can be smoked by people.

"Cruff" Wang Jingzhe reached out and pulled the door knocker up, pulling the heavy iron door up, and a rotten breath penetrated into his nose. Wang Jingzhe quickly held his breath and opened the door, and then took a few steps back.

The dark hole was covered with darkness, and I couldn't see what was going on below. Tao Fuqiang was surprised and leaned forward with a flashlight, shining on the basement, and stretched down a step, and then went down.

Wang Jingzhe made one of the chickens he brought, tied a rope under his claws, threw them down along the hole in the basement, and said, "Let's wait. If this chicken dies, it will take a few days to stay serious. If it is not dead, we can go and see it."

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Wang Jingzhe pulled the chicken up with the rope, but he was still jumping around. There might be a ventilation place below, and the air circulation was pretty good.

"You want to follow me?" Wang Jingzhe asked, throwing the chicken.

Tao Fuqiang was obviously hesitant. The basement looked too cunning, and the house was not clean at all, so he definitely didn't dare to do so, but there was no way. This was the task assigned by the boss, and he must have to understand it throughout the process.

"No matter how scared you are, you have to go..."

Wang Jingzhe smiled and said, "It's daytime and not late at night. Even if there is anything below, you won't be able to come out. Don't worry, if I'm here, you won't have anything to do."

Tao Fu forced a smile and said, "Isn't it because he has no experience?"

There is a step down the entrance of the basement, which is not very steep, about ten meters long, and it straightens after reaching the bottom. There is a passage forward, and there is nothing unusual except dark.

This kind of basement was built around the Republic of China, and it was probably similar to the picture in the tunnel warfare. It was built roughly and not reinforced. There were rooms on both sides of a passage. In the past, many people had this kind of layout similar to a cellar, mainly to prevent war. If the iron door behind was closed from the inside, it would be difficult to open outside unless it was flooded or smoked.

When Wang Jingzhe and Tao Fu became stronger, they saw some debris piled up in the spaces chiseled out on both sides, tattered clothes, moldy rice and flour, spoiled meat, etc. It was obvious that this was used by the owner of the villa to avoid disasters.

They walked to the end, and there was a large space next to them, which was particularly spacious. The light from the flashlight swept around inside. Wang Jingzhe didn't react much, but Tao Fuqiang was shocked, his back was pressed against the wall, and he even said "Oh my God" in his mouth.

There were several corpses lying in this space at the end, and all the flesh should be rotten. Some clothes were still on the bone rack, and two skulls rolled on the ground.

When they first came, a few rats were under the bones. When they felt someone coming, they were frightened and ran around and ran away from their feet.

Tao Fuqiang's first thought was: "It's over, the boss's villa will probably be ruined. Not to mention the death, but so many people have died, and I don't know how many years have passed. If the news about this house is spread, who dares to live in the future? Isn't this a complete haunted house?"
Chapter completed!