“You’ll find out when you go down. But…” Old Mrs. Luo looked at the others, “This secret is of great importance, and everyone must swear to keep it a secret.”

"Grandma, are we going to keep this a secret from her too?" Jiang Jinxiu asked.

“You’re family, of course you should know. But you absolutely must not tell outsiders.”

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Grandma Luo took out several flashlights from the pavilion: "Let's go down and take a look."

The underpass was very narrow, only wide enough for one person at a time. Jiang Jinxiu followed behind her grandmother, her heart pounding with increasing nervousness.

After walking about ten meters, the space suddenly opened up in front of us.

Using the light of her flashlight, Jiang Jinxiu saw a huge underground space.

"Oh my god..." Gu Xichen gasped.

This underground space is even larger than Jiang Jinxiu's space, and it is filled with all kinds of antiques and cultural relics.

It has everything: calligraphy and paintings, porcelain, jade, gold and silver utensils.

"These are all..." Jiang Junrong was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

"These are treasures that our Zhao family has collected over hundreds of years."

Grandma Luo said, "During the war, we hid these cultural relics here to protect them from damage."

Jiang Jinhua walked up to a porcelain vase and asked, "Grandma, how much are these things worth?"

"money?"

Grandma Luo shook her head: "The value of these things cannot be measured in money. They are cultural treasures of our China."

As Jiang Jinxiu walked among these cultural relics, the shock in her heart grew stronger and stronger.

Everything here exudes a strong sense of history.

Suddenly, she spotted something strange in a corner.

It was a stone platform with an old-fashioned box on it.

"Grandma, what's that?" she asked, pointing to the stone platform.

Grandma Luo walked over, her expression turning serious: "This...this is the biggest secret of our Zhao family."

She carefully opened the box, inside which was an ancient book and a jade pendant.

"This book records the true origins of our Zhao family."

Grandma Luo picked up the ancient book: "Our Zhao family is actually descended from an ancient family of cultivators."

"Cultivating immortality?" Everyone was stunned.

"It sounds absurd, but it really is."

Grandma Luo opened the ancient book: "This book records many strange things. For example, people from our Zhao family have special abilities."

Jiang Jinxiu's heart pounded wildly.

Special ability? Could it be referring to space?

"What special ability?" Jiang Junrong asked.

"In every generation of the Zhao family, there is one person with a special talent. Some can foresee the future, some can heal the sick and save lives, and others..."

Grandma Luo looked at Jiang Jinxiu: "There are also those who can communicate with another world."

Jiang Jinxiu was shocked.

When she came to her senses, she saw her grandmother staring at her.