In the vast rain curtain, I walked through the residential area composed of old houses.

Then, I passed through the old factory area composed of factories. There was a broken wall behind the old factory area. After that, I remember the weeds in my memory. On the weeds, there were broken old houses.

According to the old man in the factory and mine, it was the address of the old factory area before. Later, for some reason, the good factory buildings were suddenly abandoned and there was no need to be used. Then, the new factory site was built next to the old factory site, and the factories in the old factory site gradually became abandoned.

And these things have been a long time ago. In my somewhat vague memory, my mother once said that the relocation of this factory site seemed to have happened a few years after liberation.

The real reason in the middle is that even the old workers in the factory and mine do not know. A few insiders are the former leaders of the factory and mine do not care about this matter and they were transferred later.

There are many things like this that cannot be explained clearly and unknown in history. As time goes by, they will naturally go away. However, where something has happened, it will always be covered by various mysterious legends of people. Even if the reason is unknown, people will naturally avoid it.

In short, the ruins of that old factory area are rarely visited by the adults in the factory. When they meet, they are always away from it when they have to pass through that place, but it has become a paradise for children in my memory.

At that time, our group of children always carried adults to the place where the dragonflies were in the weeds. On rainy days, the puddles of water accumulated in the grass, and the tadpoles inside painted a touch of joy in my childhood.

But the memories came to an abrupt end here, and the road under my feet came to an end. The broken wall that even a child could not stop was repaired. I don’t know when it was repaired. A cold iron door stood in front of me.

When did this iron gate come to me? I frowned slightly, and I didn’t know that the biggest change in the old factory that has not changed in the past decade was actually the dilapidated place in my memory.

Even though I had read local newspapers before, I knew that this place was bought by a businessman with a big family and converted into a warehouse, I still couldn't accept the place in my memory that turned into a feeling of the times.

Because at this time I discovered that the newly built wall was also covered with good ceramic tiles, and I was so concerned about the wall. I can only say that the businessman is too rich and has nowhere to spend it, right?

I can only have that cold iron door. I am destined to not get in. If I climb over the wall, in the rain, the wall with tiles sticking to the tiles may have 5 meters high and smooth tiles that make people unable to borrow. This makes me stumped and I have to think of a way to get in.

I frowned slightly and took a few steps back towards the rear, trying to jump up to see if I could reach the top of the wall, but I couldn't help but find that my jumping ability was not at all so excellent, and I couldn't reach the top of the wall without leveraging the force.

Do you need to bring something here? I was still trying to figure out a solution, but at this moment, a creaking sound suddenly came from the cold iron door. Then, I saw a small door on the large iron door open, and a man wearing black clothes and black pants in this weather was leaning against the door and looking at me.

I looked back at him. He covered his upper half of his face with a white mask. The mask was very strange, with a long and prominent nose, and the strange smile patterns on his eyes. It looked a bit like the traditional mask of an island country, but it was not exactly the same, because there were three bright red marks on both sides of the mask, which looked like the totem painted by ancient humans on their faces.

Such a weird man appeared on such a rainy day, and this was the place where the cat demon met me.

My nose was still itchy and turned my head, and two heat flows came out of my nose. I doubt if I would die of excessive blood loss.

"Oh, Ye Zhengling is so embarrassed? Don't have to climb over the wall, come in through the gate." The man wearing a mask spoke, his tone was full of teasing and sarcastic sarcasm, but he didn't know where this emotion came from.

What is the decent Ye Zhengling? When did I, Ye Zhengling, become so famous? Do you need to describe it as the decent Ye Zhengling?

This place where the memory is not so beautiful is strange everywhere, but at this point, what can I hesitate? I don’t have a verbal dispute with that strange man. I am indeed embarrassed now. I was soaked in the heavy rain that fell again, leaving my nose bleeding, and there were still blood on my chest.

I looked at the man, smiled strangely on purpose and walked towards the small door without hesitation.

I feel like a hero who is willing to die. I am almost moved by myself, but I don’t want the man to just look at me without knowing the sensuality and cross the small door, and then whispered behind me: “Aren’t you afraid?”

This sentence was nothing at all, but my back was inexplicably filled with goose bumps. The place in front of me was no longer the familiar weeds when I was a child, but was converted into brand new warehouses. After I came in, the street lights in the warehouse suddenly lit up. I also saw that the environment of this place was quite good. In many places between the warehouses, small roads and small flower beds were built.

But it’s just such a place. If someone else just says you are not afraid of you, it makes me get goosebumps on my back. No matter how it changes, it is the most terrifying and depressing place in my memory. I may be able to suppress my emotions, but if someone else says you are not afraid of you, it’s like a hole that opens a terrifying key, which instantly triggers my inner emotions.

The rain is still falling, and I am asked by the words "You are not afraid of being stiff" and your body is standing behind the door. I don't have the courage to walk in for a moment.

But the man behind me laughed out loud, and then a sound of the iron door closing sounded from behind me. I felt him walking behind me, and then came to my ear like a sinister snake, and said softly: "Let's go, come in, you can't get out, I won't do it, because it's not my turn, I'm not qualified."

I wiped the rain on my face and finally took a step. If I had ten thousand reasons to turn around and escape, but only one reason to move forward would prevent me from retreating just because I knew that Lao Zhou must be here.

The footsteps stepped in the rain, making a "cracking" and "cracking" sound at first just the footsteps of two people, but every time I walked through a warehouse, new footsteps would come in.

When I walked to the center of the warehouse, I was surrounded by people with uniform black clothes and black pants. The unique and weird white masks couldn't tell who was who? On the road ahead, there were still many people in black who were leaning against the wall waiting for the bright lights. Their faces were all looking at me with strange smiles.

When I walked past them, they consciously joined the team beside me and behind me without saying anything, but let out a strange laugh or two from time to time.

The person who opened the door for me before was always walking beside me. The reason why I was sure it was him because he had a gloomy smell on his body and had never changed his position.

After walking through another warehouse, I came to the largest open space in my memory. At this time, there were already small bridges, flowing water, rockery flowers and plants, which were transformed into a garden. It can be seen that the owner of the construction of this garden has some taste. Even if such a garden is in the rain, there is still an indescribable beauty under the light.

Behind the garden is a warehouse that seems larger than other warehouses, it is said to be a warehouse, just because it is a separate and large house. But if you look closely, it is said to be a warehouse, which is a waste of its architectural style because it is very gorgeous, just like an ancient palace, the kind of hall used for ceremonies.

Some of them have the style of an island country but know it, and you can recognize it at a glance. This is the style of the Tang Dynasty. After all, many of the buildings in the island country were deeply influenced by the Tang style.

"Get in." The man beside me spoke. His voice was so uncomfortable, like a sinister snake. If anything ordinary, it felt like it was full of conspiracy when he said it in his mouth.

I stood there without moving. It turned out that this place was a very dilapidated factory in the past. I remember that there was a cave similar to a cave, which looked like a sewer, and an air raid shelter, which had my most terrifying memory.

But at this moment, I forgot my fear, and suddenly I remembered a very interesting question. I turned to look at the masked man and spoke.

"Since you said I'm in, I can't go out, I don't think you'd mind telling me, are you a human being or a monster?"
Chapter completed!