No one lives in this place anymore, and the houses with concrete walls have been demolished to pieces. Either the roof is missing or half of the wall is missing.
From a distance, you can still see the furniture in the room.
Excavators, large and small, were parked randomly on the road. A tower crane not far away swayed slightly in the wind, and there was a half-built building next to it.
It can be seen that this construction site is not a small project. But in such a huge construction site, there was no one in sight.
I walked forward cautiously, trying my best to step away from the exposed steel bars.
I was about a third of the way up when I suddenly felt something next to me.
I turned around and saw a red iron net. Behind the iron net were rows of houses that had not yet been demolished.
The other houses have been completely demolished, but not a single hair of the house inside has been touched. There are even clothes hanging to dry in front of the door.
Through the diamond-shaped grid on the iron fence, you can see the same iron fence at the other end of the alley.
At first I didn't pay attention, maybe it was a deliberately divided place.
I was about to walk forward when I suddenly saw a warning sign hanging on the top of the iron fence: No entry allowed.
Um?
I didn't think it was strange at first, but these four big characters immediately aroused my alarm.
Both sides are sealed with iron nets and no one is allowed in. Isn't this a literal prison?
If there were people living inside, there would have been riots long ago. How could the construction company be allowed to act like this?
I looked around, hooked the top of the iron net with one hand, used strength from my waist, and jumped in directly.
The sun was shining brightly and the breeze was just right.
The huge poplar leaves rustled in the wind, two neat rows of small courtyards stood face to face, and the sunlight reflected from the mirrors to the ground. Everything was so peaceful.
"call."
A breeze blew from behind my ears. I looked back and saw that the clothes on the clothes drying pole were being blown off.
What fell down was a woman's bellyband, which looked quite old.
I watched it from beginning to end, and there was nothing weird about it, and I didn’t even feel a little bit spooky.
Looking at the deserted construction site, I gradually fell into deep thought.
Ask him how he knows this, and he will definitely do it.
After several tests, I determined that these houses were empty.
I deliberately chose a position in the middle to facilitate observation of the beginning and end.
This is not the first time I have done this kind of thing, and I am quite familiar with it.
When I opened the door, a faint aroma burst into my nostrils. The taste was bitter and sweet, obviously the smell of Chinese medicine.
However, there are no facilities inside, and the dust on the ground proves that this is a house where no one has been for a long time.
The sunset came quickly, and it was a bit cool in the autumn evening, so I wrapped my clothes tightly and pressed against the wall.
The temperature dropped very quickly today. The sun had just disappeared and I was already shivering from the cold.
It felt like someone was blowing air in my ear.
At this moment, I suddenly felt a warmth on my shoulders.
The sudden warmth was simply more terrifying than the cold. I turned around suddenly, only to find that what was draped over my shoulders was a woman's bellyband!
This bellyband is clearly the one that fell at my feet during the day!
"Bang bang bang..."
At this time, there was a sudden rhythmic knocking outside the window.
Then there were loud shouts: "The sky is dry and everything is dry, light the candles! It's the second watch."
Damn it? what's the situation?
What age is this? Where did the watchman come from?
Even if there is still such an ancient product, there is still something wrong with the words he speaks.
The careful fire candle turned into a lit fire candle in his mouth.
Ignoring the red bellyband on the ground, I quickly leaned on the glass and looked out.
The narrow alley has turned dark blue, and the light gray mist weaves textures in the air.
I lay on the window and tried my best to look outside. There was indeed a figure walking farther and farther in the mist.
The banging sound comes from him!
On the deserted construction site, an old man tapping his clapper suddenly appeared. He thought with his toes, there was something wrong!
Just as I was about to go out, there was a sudden muffled sound on the glass.
I looked up and saw a face pressed against the glass coldly, eyes like fish bubbles staring at me.
Frost suddenly appeared on the glass.
"Pah, pah"
Continuous and sharp knocks sounded again, and the old man wearing a melon cap raised his hands to his ears and pressed his face against the glass.
"If you don't leave at the second watch, it will be even harder to stay at the third watch."
He looked at me hard for a while, then moved his purple-brown lips slightly and uttered a vague sentence.
However, I could tell that he wanted me to leave.
