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The morning sun was like a bright golden thread, passing through the dense bamboo forest of Cuizhu Garden, casting mottled and magnificent light and shadows, and falling on the lotus pond. Song Zihan and I stood quietly by the pond, holding the slightly yellowed parchment map tightly in our hands. We were full of expectations because we were about to uncover the mysterious secret that the Song family had guarded for generations. Song Zihan pointed to a mark on the map, frowned slightly, and looked worried: "Dear Mr. Hawthorne, you see, this mark seems to point to the island in the center of the pond." Looking in the direction she clearly pointed, I seemed to be able to recognize a small island that appeared in the mist like a sharp arrow, with only a few edges showing, as if it was a mysterious box. What was even more eye-catching was that an ancient pavilion could be vaguely seen on the island, like a canopy above the island. Although I couldn't see anything, I could see its outline. "Indeed, we may really need a boat to get there." I looked into her eyes, which were full of expectation and excitement. I knew she couldn't wait to explore this mysterious island. We found a small boat, and I pushed the oars hard to let the boat slide slowly across the water. The fresh breeze was filled with the fragrance of lotus flowers, but all my thoughts were focused on the secret that was about to be revealed. After all the hardships, when we finally arrived at the island, we were surprised to find a stone tablet next to the ancient pavilion. Although the stone tablet was very old, some unclear words could still be vaguely seen. As a person who is keen on studying history and culture, I have an irresistible attraction to these ancient stone carvings and words. So I immediately walked forward, bent down, and gently touched the marks left by the years on the stone tablet with my hands, trying to interpret the deep meaning contained in these details. I frowned and said thoughtfully: "These words... seem to be an ancient code." Song Zihan also squatted down and said with a sharp look in his eyes: "Mr. Hawthorne, you see, this symbol is very similar to the family crest on the wooden box." I appreciated her keen observation, nodded, and replied: "You are right, maybe this symbol is the key to unlocking the secret." Just as we were chatting excitedly, Song Zian's voice came from behind us: "Dear Mr. Hawthorne, Zihan, I know you will definitely come here." We turned around and saw Song Zian standing at the edge of the island, with a complicated expression on his face. I asked him calmly: "Mr. Song Zian, do you have anything to tell us?" Song Zian walked quickly, his eyes full of anxiety: "I know more about this treasure and the curse than you think." Song Zihan and I looked at each other, and then turned to Song Zian together, waiting for him to continue. Song Zian took a deep breath and then closed his eyes deeply, as if gathering some strength. Then he spoke slowly, his voice low and powerful: "This treasure is a secret that the ancestors of the Song family have always guarded. It involves the blood inheritance of the family and the future destiny." I stared at Song Zian, eager to know more information, "What is this secret, and what does it have to do with the curse?" After a moment of silence, Song Zian replied in a low voice: "If we want to reveal this secret, we must first solve the mystery of the basement." I squinted my eyes and looked at the ground next to the ancient pavilion. I saw that there was an extremely hidden entrance there, and right above this entrance was the mirror where the four stones could be seen. "So that's it, it turns out that the basement is the core of the mystery." I sighed in my heart. Song Zian nodded solemnly, then handed me a key with an antique appearance and said to me seriously: "This key can open the door of the basement, but Mr. Hawthorne, I must remind you that once we open this door, there is no turning back." I took the key and deeply felt the history and weight it carried. Then I turned to Song Zihan and saw her firm eyes full of determination: "No matter what we have to face in the future, we will face it bravely together." We took firm steps and walked together towards the entrance that seemed to lead to another world. I held the key that symbolized responsibility in my hand, gently inserted it into the keyhole, and then gently turned it to the right. With the familiar creaking sound of the door, it seemed to be telling us its history and slowly opening to us. A stale air came towards us, as if telling us its story, making us feel as if we were in an ancient world. I immediately raised the flashlight high, illuminating the road ahead and making the surroundings bright. Under my command, we walked down the stone steps carefully. Suddenly, a breeze blew and we couldn't help but shiver. Finally, we came to a spacious basement, which was covered with thick dust and cobwebs and looked very shabby. In the center of the basement was an ancient stone platform, which was engraved with various strange symbols and looked very mysterious. I walked forward and observed the mysterious symbols on the stone platform attentively. Then Song Zihan and Song Zian also gathered around, and the three of us slowly approached the center of the stone platform. During this period, I noticed that there seemed to be something unusual in a corner of the stone platform. The dust there was wiped by someone, and the mark left was particularly bright. "There must be a mechanism here." I whispered, and then gently pressed that area. With the sound of "squeaking", the stone platform moved under my operation, revealing a downward passage.
Song Zihan covered his mouth in surprise and asked curiously, "Where does this passage lead to?" I shook my head and said firmly, "I believe we will know the answer soon." After that, I picked up the flashlight, illuminated the road ahead, and then led the way into the passage. The depth of the stairs is very deep. It is winding and seems extremely narrow under the dim light. The smell of damp soil permeates the air. We need to breathe hard to stay awake. We came to a more spacious basement. This basement is very elegantly decorated. There are many ancient artifacts in it. These artifacts have a long history. Their existence seems to tell us stories of the past. The heroic deeds of the ancestors of the Song family are also painted on the walls. These deeds give us a deeper understanding of the history of the Song family. In the deepest part of the basement, we found a huge iron box, which was entangled with chains, heavy and strange, like a giant beast in the abyss. Around the basement, we can feel a deep and gloomy atmosphere, like the whisper of a ghost, whispering in our ears. Looking at the iron box, we were shocked, not knowing what was hidden inside. Song Zihan stroked the iron box, his eyes full of complex emotions, and he said: "This is where the treasure is, but if you open it, the curse will also come." I firmly believe that my courage and wisdom are enough to deal with the dangers brought by the treasure, but at the same time, my heart is full of contradictions, afraid that this endless curse and endless danger will swallow me up. I struggled, hesitant, and didn't know how to choose. "Mr. Hawthorne, what should we do?" Song Zihan waited for me to make a decision. I exhaled slowly, looked ahead with a firm look, then took a deep breath, and said in a firm tone: "We must uncover this secret. This is our responsibility, no matter what it brings." I inserted the key into the keyhole and prepared to open the iron box. I knew it would be a difficult process, but I also knew that only by uncovering this secret can we find the truth and solve this problem.
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