"dead?"
The fat man's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
I was so scared I almost fainted.
"Yes, I told you, you have no life force. In the eyes of a ghost, you are already dead!"
Looking at the fat man, I suddenly felt that the reason he was in this situation was very likely because someone had changed his fate!
"Little He, the reason you're still alive is because someone took the blame for you and changed your fate!"
I slowly uttered those words.
This fat man does look somewhat like me.
I don't know who shielded him.
"Averting disaster? Changing one's destiny? This!"
This series of words left the fat man's small brain completely bewildered.
"Yes, that's about it. Someone helped you change your fate, which is why you survived. Otherwise, you would have been dead long ago!"
Of course, you're not much different from a dead person now!
I nodded, but my words were neither particularly warm nor cold.
"Could it be that Sister Leng you mentioned?"
The fat man thought about it for a long time and finally had an idea.
"It's possible. Based on the information we have so far, Sister Leng is trying to save you!"
I tend to agree with this statement.
If that Taoist priest was Fatty Sister, then it was Fatty Sister who was helping He Feilong from the very beginning.
But what is the purpose? Is it really because Fatty Sister is related to He Feilong?
We saw it in the notes: our ancestor clearly saved a snake, and Fatty's true form is a snake.
Perhaps it's to repay this debt of gratitude.
Then I suddenly remembered that Fatty had said in her letter that she wasn't a good person.
It probably refers to helping He Feilong's family usurp the throne, right?
"Grandpa, I know, I'd believe you even if you said that woman was my own mother! If that were true, my ancestors were truly wicked!"
"That's a fucking scumbag!"
The fat man still couldn't accept the fact that his ancestors were villains; it sounded really painful!
"Okay, wait a minute!"
I interrupted the fat man; what we needed to do now was continue searching for clues.
"We only know the map of the entire county, now I need a map of the He residence!"
I rolled up the picture and stuffed it into the mirror.
To find out the exact location of the Internet Path, you need to get a map of the Ho residence. It's estimated that the entrance to the Internet Path will be at the bottom of the Ho residence map.
This mirror is amazing; it creates its own space.
Compared to other magical artifacts, this is simply a game-changer.
I tried to stuff other things in, but unfortunately, I could only fit things that were originally from the Ho residence.
As for other things, there's nothing I can do.
This is the protection mechanism of the ritual implement.
"By the way, what's your name? I need to address you, right?"
I tapped on the mirror and asked the female ghost.
I still don't know what the female ghost's name is.
I hadn't taken this female ghost seriously before, so I didn't ask.
Now the female ghost has taken control of this mirror, and many things in the future will depend on her, so naturally I need to know her name.
"Master, just call me Huahua!"
The female ghost dared not be negligent and knelt down directly in the bronze mirror, speaking respectfully.
What! Flowers?
Although I was taken aback for a moment, I didn't think much of it.
It was just a coincidence that they shared the same name. After all, there are quite a few people with the name "Hua Hua".
"Okay, Huahua, help me see if there's anything else about the internet, like a map of the He residence or something!" I asked the female ghost softly.
The female ghost gave me feedback very quickly.
"Master, everything you requested is here! Please take a look!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a small map appeared in the bronze mirror. This time, the map was not made of parchment, but of Xuan paper.
I took the map, unfolded it, and laid it on the ground.
That's right, the drawing above is an aerial view of the entire mansion, with every room and courtyard drawn in great detail.
It is worth noting that there are some special patterns at the signature of this painting.
“Look at this pattern, it’s exactly the same as the one on the front gate, the key, and the bronze mirror!”
I discovered this amazing pattern, which means that this picture was also brought over by its previous owner.
I suddenly had an idea, and without thinking it over, I took out the notebook.
I tried dropping my notebook inside, and just as I had imagined, it bounced out the moment it touched the mirror.
"Sir, what's going on here!"
This action frightened the fat man a bit. Nowadays, fat men are extremely paranoid, and they get scared to death at the slightest disturbance.
“Look, everything that belongs to the original owner has this unique pattern. And the things made by the people you added later don’t have anything like that!”
I pointed to the patterns on it, then held out my hand: "Give me your key, and we'll compare them and we'll know!"
The fat man was confused, but he still obediently handed me the key. I took the key and threw it into the bronze mirror without saying a word.
The key passed through the bronze mirror without the slightest obstruction, as if it were an integral part of the mirror itself.
"Look! Anything with this pattern belongs to its original owner and can be stored in the bronze mirror's space! As for the items behind it, they don't have this pattern, so they can't be stored in it!"
I grinned, which completely confirmed my guess.
He Feilong's ancestors were usurpers, taking over the original He family's property.
However, without mastering the core technology, the He family had no control over their resources, which were eventually eroded bit by bit.
They were also cursed by the original He family, which can only be described as karmic retribution.
I tapped the bronze mirror with my finger, and the key popped out. I returned the key to the fat man.
"So you need to be prepared. To put it bluntly, I can't really interfere with this kind of cause and effect!"
I patted the fat man on the shoulder again. If it really was a case of the cuckoo taking over someone else's place, then their family probably wasn't so wronged after all.
Although the pot wasn't made by their generation, the seeds of trouble were sown by the older generation.
"I know, sir!"
The fat man was quite nonchalant: "He only has himself to blame!"
"Let's take a look. This clearly states that the tunnel should be here!"
I waved my hand, not wanting to say too much about this heavy topic.
I grabbed the map, got up quickly, and followed the map to the corner. Sure enough, there was a very subtle mark there.
I placed my hand on the mark, and with a click, the wall suddenly moved, revealing a hidden door.
I quickly pulled the fat man and the older woman inside. There was another door behind the hidden door.
There was a handprint on the door, and next to it were written several large characters: "Only members of my clan may open this door!"
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