The top of the head is covered with spider webs in different lengths and lengths, and the dust accumulated over the years has accumulated. The mold caused by water seepage in the prefabricated panels has gradually expanded, forming a wall above the head that often collapses, even if some people have tried to pretend to be normal.

, and finally fell into pieces layer by layer, leaving remnants like feathered white moths all over the ground.

White gum trees that are thirty or forty years old are growing quietly. I don’t know when they have reached a height that is difficult to prune. So they slowly pass away from the sight of residents, like balloons that have escaped from their hands and rush high into the sky, alone.

Thin, twisted black shadows fell to the ground, weaving into a ghostly zebra crossing on the broken concrete floor.

The man and woman walked quietly in the old Agricultural Bureau dormitory, their footsteps avoiding the broken leaves on the ground, trying not to leave any unnecessary noise.

The narrow lane was full of cars parked on the side. Some of the cars were also covered with fallen leaves, but they were carefully blocked by car covers. Only the shriveled tires on the wheel hubs and a few stubborn trees surviving in the gaps were exposed.

Weeds.

"Where are we going..."

The tall girl followed with her hunched figure, the thoughts deep inside her heart were complicated and chaotic, the unknown breeds fear, and the expectation fueled the uneasiness. It was like a relaxing and freehand daily ranch novel, but as she turned the pages, she read a creepy ghost story.

This made the situation in front of her seem particularly absurd and funny.

The boy quickly stopped and put his finger to his lips.

He turned around in the narrow lane with difficulty and struggled to get close to the tall girl's ear. If he usually made this move, it would have seemed a bit frivolous and offensive, but at this special moment, the girl even felt that his voice was too loud.

The harshness is obvious, and it's a bit mind-boggling.

At that moment, she was troubled by her own thoughts, but after a moment of thinking, she understood the whole story - the dark and old community, the residents who were aging and sleeping early, the empty corridors, and the strange rumors.

, these atmosphere renderings alone are enough to make people stay silent, not to mention what they have to do...

Wait, he doesn’t seem to have said what it is?

"When you pass the security office later, you must not make any noise, you know? Otherwise I might die..."

The boy said creepy words, and then started counting on his fingers, "Last month, I sneaked into the community to interview residents, and was reported as promoting a cult; earlier this month, I was studying ruins along the outer wall, and was called a thief; this

In the middle of the month, I took advantage of the darkness to look for clues, but I was turned away by two security guards and sent to the police station."

"The police here told my family that children with mental problems should be kept under close supervision. If they are caught by the police next time, the police station will have to open a case..."

Then he looked at the tall girl carefully and asked tentatively, "Fortunately, I asked you to come with me today. If we accidentally get caught again, can you tell the police that these were all your ideas?"

Before the tall girl could scold him, a beam of flashlight light passed over their heads. As long as they were only two centimeters taller, the horrific incident the boy said would have come true on the spot.

The boy was obviously experienced. Except for the moment of trembling at the beginning, he showed no signs of swaying. He even had the energy to signal the girl to stay calm with his eyes.

The two of them were crouching in the grass, and they heard the sound of keys jingling gradually. Someone was walking slowly forward with sleepy steps. The wandering light of the flashlight seemed to be just his habit of clearing the way, shaking irregularly.

Let the batteries in the flashlight collide with each other and make a dull sound, showing the same aging and old atmosphere.

"Zizzi...Lao Lu...zizi..."

The walkie-talkie on the old security guard's waist suddenly made a sound amidst the sound of electricity, and the frightened and nervous girl almost made a sound again.

"We received a complaint from a resident of Building A, saying that several children were playing hide-and-seek in the parking lot... sizzle... you should read the report and don't let the mentally ill thief in again... sizzle... swoosh..."

The last burst of clatter was accompanied by the unique rhythm and rhythm of the collision of mahjong tiles.

The tall girl looked at the boy with despair in her eyes, wondering where she was exposed tonight. Could it be that they had escaped the surveillance, but they had not escaped the eyes of the dark units in the old Agricultural Bureau dormitory. There were always people hiding in the dark.

Here and there, peeping at their sneaky movements?

Thinking of this, the girl felt her scalp numb. She suppressed her fear and tried not to look at the connected dark units——

However, when the old security guard came very close to them, he suddenly stopped and spat on the ground, stamping on it with his feet and speaking in a low voice.

"Bah, a bunch of cowards, hiding and seeking for months and years, is there anything else you can do?"

After that, he picked up the walkie-talkie and muttered a few words, his voice was arrogant and loud, as if he didn't want to report anything, but just to make some noise and give some psychological comfort to the old residents who were lying on the hard beds and tossing and turning.

"Should we go?"

The girl didn't know what happened, but the crisis was obviously over. The old security guard was now walking to other places. It seemed like this was the best chance to break through the defense.

But the boy shook his head and said viciously: "Don't act rashly! That's how I was caught last time!"

The boy then told her that the old Agricultural Bureau dormitory was divided into two buildings A and B in a "hui" shape. Building A was next to the road, and building B was next to the Catholic Church. In the middle of the two buildings was the only parking lot in the community - and this was the previous building.

A small green area was bulldozed and rebuilt just to alleviate the increasingly embarrassing parking difficulties.

Therefore, the old security guard's patrol route was very skillful. He walked from the back of Building A to the front of Building B. The actual distance was less than ten meters, but his line of sight could cover most of the old Agricultural Bureau dormitory.

The last time the boy saw the old security guard going out to patrol, he thought he had waited for an opportunity, and immediately lowered his body and tried to pass through. However, as soon as he watched the old security guard walk to the back of Building A, he noticed that a King Qin on the other side had circled the pillar and had turned back.

When he arrived at Building B, he stared at him and quickly raised the walkie-talkie in his hand. However, he was still sticking his head out of embarrassment and smiling stupidly at the open space...

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Listen to me, first go to the basement of Building B, and then hide under the green wall and don't move."

The boys tiptoed forward two steps, immediately got into the embrace of the green belt, and groped forward against the rainwater drain of the old dormitory building. The tall girls did not say anything anymore, because they now bypassed the camera and entered the community.

No more innocent than thieves who commit crimes, the best way now is not to be discovered.

The figure of the old security guard had just disappeared at the end of Building A. Sure enough, just as the boy said, he suddenly appeared on the spot around the pillar. The two of them leaned against the green wall to cover their bodies, barely being discovered in the night.

But they could only watch as the old security guard dangled the keys on his body and pulled him into a road that was sloping down from the building, and the sound slowly disappeared inside.

"...The security guard has left, why don't we leave?"

The tall girl asked in a low voice. She couldn't accept the feeling of spider webs floating on her hair. Even if it didn't fall on her hair, it would be an indescribable psychological pressure.

"Where to go? That's where we are going."

The boy pointed at the ramp that pierced into Building B of the Agricultural Bureau dormitory and said seriously, "I suspect that what we are looking for is actually in here."

The rough cement floor is full of cracks and seams, and green velvet moss and bean leaf alfalfa have grown on the occasional rainwater. Even purslane has climbed past the wall unknowingly.

These tiny beings crawl in the gaps, quietly raising their heads in the night, looking quietly into the dark depths of the underground.

There was a faint light, shining through the window cracks covered with newspapers, and between the remaining edges of the old-fashioned glass, there was still the piercing noise of the radio, and a tuneless voice was singing along,

He seemed extremely sad.

"Everyone knows that old love can continue to be a comfort...but why are there tears quietly wetting my breasts...baby, oh, oh, oh, oh..."

"...It seems like "Double Butterfly Fan"? I just sang "Li Qing", it seems like I have to wait for a while..."

The boys commented mindlessly, trying their best to keep their voices as low as possible, which also made the girls feel even more nervous.

After all, the distance between the two parties is extremely close, and the slightest sound may arouse vigilance, and what the boy said is not unnecessary. It is obviously explained to her deliberately, taking the risk of exposure to reduce her tendency to act without permission and disobey instructions.

possible.

But things in the world are always unpredictable. There is only one common sense that is called "Everything is done beforehand, otherwise it will be ruined", and another common sense is called "Good times are hard to come by, but good things are hard to come by", which repeats itself over and over again without changing.

The two of them were listening to the hoarse singing in the underground concierge, and while they were wandering around, a noisy and abrupt voice suddenly came through the intercom.

"Zizi...Lao Lu...can you hear me..."

The silhouette of the old security guard suddenly appeared on the papered window under the illumination of the incandescent lamp, leaving behind a figure as dark as thick ink - it seemed that he suddenly jumped up from the bed, and then muttered angrily, wanting to use the walkie-talkie

Ignore the voice.

"Sizzling... Residents of Building B facing the street complained that someone seemed to be abusing the dog nearby. Now it is barking fiercely... Sizzling... The smell complained about last time has not been found yet. Go and have a look... swoosh, squeak, squeak.

...touch one!"

This sentence seemed to trigger some mechanism, and finally there was the old security guard's sullen sigh and the sound of packing his luggage.

Such a turn of events made the two men who were ambushing the soldiers overjoyed. They did not expect that the opportunity would suddenly jump in front of them from hiding in the bushes, waiting for the security guard to fall asleep.

The two of them turned around and hid in the grass, holding their breath and refusing to move rashly, concentrating on the mixed sound of slippers and keys.

The sound came from far to near, and gradually from near to far, until it drifted to a certain direction that was difficult for them to distinguish. Then they came out of their hiding place with mosquito bags densely packed on their arms and legs, and trotted towards their destination.

The slope going down was completely silent, with only the lights in the concierge spying on them quietly, but this could not stop their determined steps. It seemed that every step was driven by the desire to find out in their blood, and they were frantically trying to get closer.

the truth.

It wasn't until she walked into the stuffy basement that the tall girl realized why in this old Agricultural Bureau dormitory, there were so many vehicles parked on the ground that they blocked the road, but no one parked their cars in this long-empty underground parking lot.

Visible in front of her eyes, there were densely packed iron doors, new or old, bright or dark, but there was no doubt that each blocked an area that was not spacious, leaving criss-crossed passages.

, only two people can pass by side by side, and it would be impossible to park a car.

Obviously, in the era when this dormitory was built, private cars were still a very rare thing, so the parking requirements only took into account bicycles and motorcycles.

Under this background of the times, the original old community did not consider equipping it with an underground garage. What was built was a warehouse that seems to have been outdated for a long time now. It was also called a "firewood room", each with corresponding house numbers.

The ownership is marked, and the size is barely enough to park motorcycles side by side, or store some furniture and sundries.

It is also the special equipment of this house that makes it extremely difficult to renovate the parking lot in the future. After all, it takes several firewood sheds to be renovated to create a parking space. This may also involve building safety issues, so these food storage facilities

The old, tasteless and abandoned buildings continue to be abandoned underground, hoarding treasures and waste that were not collected in the same era.

"There are so many iron gates, where are the things you mentioned hidden?"

The tall girls followed suit, staring at these densely packed iron doors that extended into the depths of darkness, their scalp numbing. The fear of the unknown lies in the suspicion of "things behind the doors", and there are countless "doors" here, no doubt.

Amplified fear to an unprecedented level.

The most unspeakable thing is that she has a special fear of the "door", or specifically the "Chaicao Room".

In her hometown, the last stop before a person dies is in a firewood shed. Even some terminally ill elderly people will move into a firewood shed when they have a premonition that their time is running out in order to survive at home.

Complete the last journey of life.
To be continued...