At five o'clock in the afternoon, Chu Ping took Jiang Qing, who was having a tantrum, to Han Sanpin's house.
The community where Han Sanpin lives is in Beicheng District. Although it is also in Beicheng, it is not as shabby as No. 328 Wufu Street where Lao Xie Tou lives. It is just that the community is older and the locals habitually call it the old city.
The old town of Beicheng, this is where Han Sanpin lives.
After the experience of encountering a strange existence at Han Sanpin's house last time, Chu Ping was still a little afraid of the old city.
It's about thirty minutes' journey from the community where Chu Ping lives to the old city, passing by the bus company in the middle. But Chu Ping just came back from there during the day. Because of the death of the eldest sister named Wu, Chu Ping is still very fond of it. He was conflicted and worried that when he passed by, Lu Chao would recognize him inside. If he was asked to give him a ride at that time, it would be a big deal.
So Chu Ping decided to bypass the bus company and take the road from the flea market.
This road was built with money from the government last year. It was originally intended to strengthen the connection between Xicheng and Beicheng and promote the economic development of Beicheng District.
But who would have thought that since this road was built, there have been problems. Either the overpass collapsed or there were frequent car accidents, and the road administration department didn't know what to do.
At that time, some people said that it was because of ghosts and gods. The government also listened carefully to the people's suggestions, chose an auspicious day, built an altar, and invited a semi-immortal. However, after the process was completed, something happened again.
Later, no one walked on this road, and the two sides of the road were not residential areas at all, but unfinished projects from earlier years. Until now, no one took care of them at all. I thought the road would be repaired, but it was unfinished. Someone should have taken over the final project, but who would have thought that something like this would happen again, so there is still no one there, and it is basically like a no-man's land.
Chu Ping naturally knew these things, but there were only two roads from his home community to the old city, one passing by the bus company and the other passing by the unfinished buildings.
So from Chu Ping's point of view, he had no choice.
"You shouldn't encounter anything, right?"
As Chu Ping, who has experienced many strange events, he can naturally realize that the path to the unfinished building should be very unusual. However, given the option of something definitely and suspected of being strange, Chu Ping would naturally choose the latter.
"If you encounter one, you will definitely die, but you may not meet the other. Only a fool would choose the death option."
With such a thought in mind, Chu Ping stepped on the accelerator again, and the noisy engine sound passed through the street and drove towards the flea market.
After driving for about ten minutes, Chu Ping's car gradually slowed down, and a raindrop as big as a bean hit the front window, like a corpse falling from a high altitude, falling to pieces.
One drop, two drops, three drops...
I don’t know when, the originally clear sky was now overcast.
Raindrops were falling heavily, slapping against the car windows.
The wipers were turned on and made a "squeaking" sound as they rubbed against the glass.
Chu Ping didn't expect it would rain.
"Obviously the weather forecast says there will be no rain today," Chu Ping sighed as he listened to the crackling sound outside, "The weather forecast cannot be trusted, this is an eternal saying."
The heavy rain covered the front windshield of the car. Chu Ping turned the wipers to the maximum, and a "creeping" sound rang in his ears.
"The rain came so suddenly and so hard. Why do you think it's stopping me from walking this way?"
Chu Ping focused all his attention forward. He didn't want to turn back and face Lu Chao's strange presence.
The wipers kept swinging in front of my eyes, barely leaving a gap in the front windshield through which I could see clearly.
"It seems like it's past the flea market."
Chu Ping recognized the building he passed just now.
"There are fewer cars ahead, so we should be able to go faster."
Chu Ping didn't dare to stop. The white Jetta drove past in a hurry, splashing large amounts of water and leaving imprints of two wheels behind it. Then it was slowly submerged by the rain until it disappeared.
"The rain is really strange, but it shouldn't be a big problem."
After all, with the blessing of Chu Ping's unlucky physique during this period, he has already become accustomed to sudden bad weather.
"You should be able to enter the old city at 5:40."
Drive straight along this road and you will reach the old town.
The vehicle continued to drive, and the heavy rain outside blocked sight and time.
Chu Ping only felt that he had been driving on this road for a long time, and he only remembered the tall buildings around him. Now only large areas of abandoned buildings were left.
The heavy rain swallowed up the world along with darkness. Chu Ping felt as if the car was driving in darkness and could not see the road ahead clearly.
"Where are we?" Chu Ping began to doubt his sense of direction, "Isn't he going the wrong way?"
The car slowed down slowly and stopped on the side of the road with less water.
The wind was howling, and an unfinished building in disrepair not far away collapsed and fell to the ground, like a sickly patient, half-leaning there, moaning in pain.
The wipers swayed, and Chu Ping could vaguely see an overpass ahead, spanning both sides of the road.
“It seems you can enter the old city after crossing the overpass.”
Chu Ping started the vehicle and felt a little uneasy in his heart.
"Is something going to happen?"
Chu Ping took a look at the reddish-brown diary placed on the passenger side and felt a little more at ease.
"Don't think so much. If you go late, Uncle San will get angry again."
At this time, Han Sanpin didn't know that he had become Chu Ping's spiritual support.
Chu Ping glanced at the time on his watch, which showed 17:16.
The second hand moves once, twice, three times...
"Third uncle should be home soon."
The car drove slowly forward.
It rained heavily, and the rainwater gathered into a river, slowly flowing to the sewer well not far away.
The car stalled and stopped just under the overpass. The rainwater slapped on the bridge, making a "pitter patter" sound.
"Why did you turn off the engine at this time?"
The overpass blocks rainwater and forms a natural umbrella.
Chu Ping sat here and tried to start the car again.
After a burst of ignition, the car went out again.
The sky outside is getting darker and darker, like two huge black iron doors sealing the front and rear of the overpass, giving people a suffocating feeling.
The dark night seemed to deprive Chu Ping of his vision, and he could only hear the "tick-tick" sound of water dripping, and the "crash" sound of rainwater gathering and flowing.
Everything seems to be extremely weird.
Chu Ping seemed to feel the crisis in the darkness, and he tried to start the car again, but the usually docile little Jetta was disobedient this time, like a little princess who had a tantrum.
"How can you learn from the elder sister in the diary?"
Chu Ping used a father-like tone to enlighten his car, but everything was in vain.
The Jetta is still there making a "chunk-chunk" sound willfully.
