As long as the album leaves the house, it will lose its magic power. I had an idea and used a selfie stick to add a rope cover to "scroll" the album in the door and pull it out.

I just competed with speed, but now I competed with strength. In both rounds of competition, they couldn't beat me.

I dragged the album and forced it out. Sure enough, as soon as I crossed the door, the "light" of the album disappeared and fell to the ground with a thud.

We have seen photos of missing persons, but we have compiled the photos of those who have been filed with the police.

I opened the album and the complex symbol picture sealed inside was still printed. The first photo was marked seventy years ago. A man in a military uniform, judging from the style of his military uniform, he should be a Black Hawk.

Turning back, there are soldiers wearing the Black Hawk Country logo for 16 consecutive pages, so this album is their collection!

Seventy years ago, it was during the war that a group of Black Hawks came to the manor, probably to requisition it, but they disappeared when they arrived.

This album has a total of 48 pages, all of which are from Black Eagle, but they did not come at the same time, with a distance of one year to two years.

The Black Hawks who visited the manor for the last time were on the eve of the war, and they were unable to crack the secret here and turned it into photos in the album.

Several other albums lingered in the gate, and they were reluctant to come out and were reluctant to leave.

Chen Qinghan recovered now. When I told him about the situation, he helped me to drag out several photo albums inside.

Their power is beyond the reach of ordinary people. Chen Qinghan and I dragged an album and felt like we were dragging a car.

Similarly, when they were hit by them, they were almost the same as when they were hit by a car. All the albums were dragged out of the gate, and they returned to the appearance of ordinary albums. We flipped over them one by one and found photos of a large number of missing people inside.

I don't think every missing person will be in the mood to take a photo before he disappears. Maybe some people want to keep a souvenir in the house, but it is impossible for everyone to do this.

"How about it? Is this idea reliable when the album ate people and turns them into photos?" I asked Chen Qinghan.

"It suits your style." Chen Qinghan raised his eyebrows and smiled at the corners of his eyes.

"I'm a logician."

"Ha ha……"

"Be serious! What should I do now? Take the photo back and hand it over to the family as a body?"

"Have you found the team leader?" Chen Qinghan finally began to use his brain and asked key questions.

"No, he is not in the album." I had noticed when I just flipped through it. There were no photos of the team leader in several albums.

Does this mean that he is still alive? I felt a little hope in my heart and told Chen Qinghan, asking his relatives, maybe she knows the position of the team leader.

However, there was no movement when the album left the door. Maybe the same was true for his relatives. I took out Chen Wan'er's photo and put it gently back into the door.

The photo really lit up, wrapped in a layer of soft purple light. The photo was like a butterfly, flying in place twice, then flew out into the yard for a while, and then turned back and turned around again.

"You go with it." Chen Qinghan said as he looked at Feiwu's photo.

His physique was obviously no longer suitable to approach the manor. I entered the gate and followed the photos. It still took me to the direction of the main house, but it did not enter the house. It bypassed the house and flew towards the woods behind it.

There was indeed something wrong with the forest. The photos were flying in the forest and the goal was very clear. I followed it to an open space, which hovered above the land. It seemed that it was here.

I pulled out the shovel behind my waist and dug it in the open space. The soil flew over and I sank it little by little, digging until one meter deep. I didn't know what the shovel head was, and made a slap sound.

I quickly cleaned the soil and found that the stones were shoveled, to be precise, and soon, the stone slabs under my feet were completely exposed. When I brushed off the soil on it, I saw that the surface of the stone slab was also engraved with symbols similar to those on the album.

"What kind of cult is this..." I muttered, reported to Chen Qinghan with a walkie-talkie, then replaced the shovel with a short pickaxe, hooked the edge of the stone slab and tried it. I felt that it was OK, so I didn't leave any effort, held the handle of the pickaxe and lifted the stone slab.

This is still an entrance, with space below, and you can't see the bottom of the deep ones.

The first manor owner built this house with a purpose that was not simple, so I don’t know what kind of Mingtang was going on.

I threw a glow stick down to illuminate the steps below. A few of them happened to be on the steps, and a few fell down and rolled to the bottom.

I didn't bring the camera in because I thought it was troublesome, so I could only use the walkie-talkie to describe the situation here to Chen Qinghan. It was like a cellar underneath.

After I described it, I walked down. The stairs were spiral and particularly narrow, and could only allow one person to pass through.

I shouted down two times first, seeing if there were anyone. Of course, even if someone was trapped in such a place for more than seven days, I probably wouldn't have much energy to answer.

The stones used in the walls of the cellar feel older than the manor, and many pictures similar to simple drawings are drawn with charcoal or other pigments on them.

These pictures may be even older. How to say, for humans, they should be considered something with a primitive feeling.

Whether there were any primitive people on this continent earlier, the answer is yes.

But I need to prove myself whether there is a primitive man's ruins at the bottom of the manor. The colder the more I go down, it feels like I'm going to walk to an ice storage. I thought I'd see ice at the bottom of the cellar, but there is no, there is only an old tree root below.

Especially the kind collected by people who love wood carvings, the roots of this tree emit a thrilling cold air.

There are many dead bones piled around the roots of the tree. Although they have been boned, it can be seen that they were tied up by others during their lifetime and came here involuntarily.

In the pile of bones, I found someone, and they were living people, but he was covered with bones, which looked no different from other corpses, but the bones on his body had slight ups and downs, which showed that his chest was breathing.

I pushed away the bones on his body, saw clearly his appearance, and was sure that he was the leader.

He was actually alive, but he was only breathless. He was not tied up. I gently pulled him up, but when his body was about to sit up, I felt the resistance.

I looked behind him and found that the roots of the tree roots seemed to have pierced into his back and hooked.

Things were not good... I thought so, but did not force him to pull him, and gently put him back in place.

Then he told Chen Qinghan that the team leader was still alive, but grew up with the tree roots.

I was forced to separate, and I wonder if he would die immediately. There was no food or drink underneath, and his backpack was not around. Under normal circumstances, he could not live for so long. Now the things he maintains his life may not be food or drink, but the strange tree roots.

I took a photo and sent it to Chen Qinghan. There were symbols painted with red pigments on the roots of the tree. This thing was definitely not an ordinary decoration. The walls of the cellar were full of symbols, and there was such a thing underneath, which looked like an altar of primitive worship.

Chen Qinghan has seen the photos and said that he has never seen such symbols. Although they are different in shape from the symbols cast on the album, they can be seen as a series.

It seems to be words, and the meanings represent different. I looked at the existing materials and decided to tie the tree roots and carry them together.

Chen Wan'er's photo was stopped at the entrance of the cellar, and she seemed unwilling to come down. I tied the tree roots and the leader, carried them up and walked up.

But suddenly, the whole space seemed to become distorted, and I felt a strong sense of "squeezing" pressure, probably like the feeling of squeezing the subway during rush hour in the morning.

The oppression was so strong that I could hardly take steps. I was a little annoyed and subconsciously felt that the symbols on the wall were the key, so I raised my hand to give the stones on the wall a braised set.

Without destroying the structure, I picked a few places and burned the symbols on the surface of the stone. Sure enough, the feeling of oppression was much lessened.

I continued to burn, slew around, until they were powerless to stop me.

This just proves my guess that symbols are things like ‘chains’, and they act as safes.

Finally, the leader and the tree roots were carried out of the cellar, and the entire cellar collapsed completely, and a big pit collapsed, but I definitely couldn't bury me, so I had already jumped away.

Chen Wan'er's photo flew around the tree roots. Suddenly, the whole earth began to tremble. I saw four lights jumping out from four directions around the main house. They all jumped up from the ground, like four flashlights standing on the ground.

But the colors are different, and the location where I dug out the roots of the tree should be five directions.

I quickly ran out of the gate, feeling that the land under my feet was getting softer and quite hot.

When I jumped out of the manor gate with the leader and the tree roots on my back, the ground had already sunk a meter deep, and the heat rushed up, as if there was magma surging below.

I don’t know if I put things in other directions. Even if there is one, it has melted now.

All the trees and grass in the manor have withered, like grass poles thrown into the furnace.

There was nothing wrong outside the gate. Chen Qinghan helped me and took over the team leader and Shugen.

Chen Qinghan did not dare to take action when the team leader was in this situation. Forcibly pulling out the roots may kill the team leader.

He contacted the unit to see if he could send a medical car. The team leader's current appearance should not be seen by ordinary people.

We waited outside the gate until the sky was bright and the medical car dispatched above arrived. In fact, we "our own people" rented a local ambulance.

No matter what car you have, as long as you can load the leader and the tree roots into it.

Then they consulted with domestic experts through ‘video’ and decided what to do.

That is not my job. I am not good at treating diseases and saving people. I went back to the hotel to pick up my luggage and said goodbye to the boss lady.

She was quite surprised that the two of us could come back alive. I told her that there was an earthquake in the manor and the house had collapsed. Maybe it was because the house was in trouble, so we were fine.

She believed it and even said that we were lucky, breaking the curse of the manor.

She wanted to take a photo with me and was about to use me as a "mascot". I politely declined. Thinking of the albums and photos in the manor, I was still a little resistant to taking photos.

Those albums and photos were dressed up by Chen Qinghan and planned to take them back to China for research.

Of course, there was the root of the tree that went back together. After Chen Wan'er's photo left the manor, it turned into an ordinary photo.

I don’t know if the magic of the manor disappeared, and they also lost their vitality.

Chen Qinghan said that there are colleagues in the unit who specialize in Western magic. They are in the same department and are said to have more than a thousand years of research experience.

I said how long it had been established in the unit. He said that I did not work in the unit as well, and I was much older than the unit.

Until today, I have never seen all my colleagues in the unit, and I have even seen the tip of the iceberg.

Unfortunately, I don’t have the time and the opportunity to contact these colleagues, and their work content seems to be very interesting.

Chen Qinghan applied to the leader to temporarily keep the photo of Chen Wan'er. He wanted to take the photo to investigate the person.

Our mission was relatively smooth, and we boarded the return plane three days later.

The haunted manor may be ruled out, but under it must be hidden ancient witchcraft that we do not know.

On the return flight, I asked Chen Qinghan whether he admired his sister's strength or not. The magic is for nothing for me.

Chen Qinghan replied very seriously that the power that can deal with me may need to be outside the three realms and jump out of the five elements.

I punched him very unceremoniously. He was fine, and the passengers behind him threw a protest voice.
To be continued...