Chapter 209: Snake Ghost Town · Clue

I feel more and more weird. Obviously, there is a hidden door here. Someone used a cabinet with the bottom plate removed as a cover to block it. As long as you open the cabinet, you can see the hidden door behind. This method is not clever, but the advantage is that it is convenient to set up and easy to enter and exit.
How can there be such a structure here? It seems that this sanitarium is not simple. What was it used to do here? Where is this cement ladder?
Looked at the key in his hand. Apparently the other party sent me the key of this number room, just thinking that I found this secret door, then, there should be an answer below.
I wiped the cold sweat from my head, walked into the cabinet, and went into the dark door. A strange smell suddenly spread from below.
I turned my head to let the strongest flavor pass, and then adapted, and took a photo with a lighter.
The stairs are bottomless and have twists and turns. Obviously the length is quite long. I don't know whether it leads to the second floor or the first floor.
Looking at the stairs, I thought that it was already midnight. I was inside a haunted house, and I found this secret road that I do n’t know when to place. I was a little scared in my heart. However, after all, I was a person who fought. Outside is the street and hair salon, and naturally my heart will be a little calm.
I only hesitated for a while, and then I was calm. With one hand carefully holding the lighter, I stooped into the doorway and walked down the stairs.
Since this step has been reached, what the other party guides me to find must be under this staircase. I can't stand back. When I came to Golmud, I naturally want to see what the other party's purpose is.
Just walked a few steps, and I felt an unspeakable coldness coming from the darkness in front of the stairs, which was a bit chilly. I halted a bit and found that white gas was exhaling from my mouth, and the temperature below seemed really low.
From the light of the lighter, there are rough cement walls on both sides of the staircase. The cement is yellow cement. The military varieties of the 1960s can still see some slogans of red paint brushes on them. They all fade to only a few. The outline can be distinguished. At the top of the ladder, you can also see the hanging wires, which are wrapped in spider webs and look like snakes.
Compared to the blue brick tombs in the ancient tombs, these things are much more intimate. I hinted at myself while trying to relax. Nonetheless, I still feel that something will come out of the corner of the stairs below the dark place, and the creepy feeling is no worse than in the ancient tomb.
Quickly walked down the first section, the ladder turned a corner, and continued down, and there was an echo in the footsteps, which sounded like Mauser. I felt the height. It is already on the second floor, which is the floor closed by cement. However, there is no doorway here. The surrounding cement is closed. Obviously, the exit is not here.
Seemed to have nothing to do with the second floor, I thought, took a deep breath of dirty air, and walked down one more layer.
The same situation, the exit is not on the first floor. The stairway continued to turn a corner, and still looked dark.
Below is underground, I say to myself. At this time a thought appeared in my heart: Is this staircase leading to the basement?
Is this the former underground military bunker?
I remember in my mind that there is a famous 704 mansion in Hangzhou, also built in the name of a nursing home. In fact, the inside is deep and mysterious. It is said that there are huge buildings below the ground to deal with emergencies.
However, looking at the secret door, it doesn't feel like it. The secret door is a simple doorway. If it is the entrance of a specially-built military bunker, at least there should be an iron door.
I was thinking about it while walking, and continued to go down, I do n’t know if the temperature continued to drop, or my cold sweat gave me the feeling, I suddenly felt extremely cold, the teeth were all coming up, and the teeth were under another layer. The ladder stopped here, and the exit of the ladder was in front of me. I walked out carefully and found that there seemed to be a large space outside.
I lifted the lighter and took photos of the two sides of the photo exit. I found this to be a cement-reinforced basement. It was very rudimentary, with high humidity, blue bricks on the ground, and empty surroundings.
This is definitely not a military bunker. I'm sure in my heart. Looking at the appearance of the cement and the blue bricks on the ground, it's like the kind of cellar that the production brigade in the countryside has built up indiscriminately. The craftsmanship here is too simple to be covered by professional military units.
What is this place? Is it really a cellar? The stuffy oil bottle made me come to see if his pickled cabbage is delicious?
I am amused by my thoughts while walking towards the center of the cellar. After a few steps, I vaguely saw a huge shadow in the middle of the basement, which fell to the ground and looked very strange.
I walked towards the shadow, and with a lighter, the person froze. I saw a huge pure black ancient coffin in the center of the cellar.