"What's the smell here?" I said, wrinkling my nose.

When Uncle Li heard this, he sniffed it carefully and said, "This is the smell of leather, I didn't expect that after so many years, there is still a smell of stinky leather." ”

I looked around and found that there were still some rotten leathers piled up in the west corner, no wonder there was such a big smell here!

Maybe it's because the ash here is so thick that Ding Yi, who has always been calm, keeps sneezing, so I took out the disposable wet wipes I usually use to polish my shoes, and said to him "kindly", "Here, it will be better to cover your mouth and nose with this......"

I looked at the structure of the house here and said, "This house is too strong, it's been decades and it's still so intact......

When Uncle Li heard this, he said to me, "What is a few decades? The Forbidden City is still hundreds of years old!"

As soon as I heard this, I retorted, "That's not the same, the Palace Museum is renovated by professionals, and there is definitely no such treatment here." ”

"That's not ......," Uncle Li said, "You forgot that the leather shoe factory was renovated when it was established, but now it seems that it should be some painting walls and the like, and the main project must not have been moved......

"So the architects of today really have to learn from the old craftsmen of the past. I said with infinite emotion.

After that, we walked through the factory workshops one after another, but except for a pile of waste left by the shoe factory, we didn't find anything special for the time being. During this time, Uncle Li took out the compass and looked at it once, and the pointer on it still turned fast.

"There can't be any magnetic field here, right?" I said, confused.

Li Biao shook his head when he heard this, and said, "You've seen a lot of exploration, we're here in the plains, where is there so much magnetic field!"

I thought about it, so I continued to go to the back two rows of bungalows to check the situation, but at this moment, I saw that on the dusty ground in front of me, there was a hairpin worn by a little girl lying quietly......

It was a pink bow-shaped hairpin, and although the style was a little old, it was so colorful in this gray-black space.

I picked up the hairpin a few times ago, and then turned back to them and said, "How can there be such a pink hairpin here......?"

"Ding Yi, Uncle Li, have you gone out?!" I shouted at the road I came from in a daze, but I found that there were not even half footprints on the road we had walked all the way!

Reason tells me that everything I see now is not real, maybe Ding Yi and Uncle Li are near me, but I can't see through the mystery in front of me for a while......

At this time, I looked down at the pink hairpin in my hand, the problem should be this, although I could faintly feel the yin qi flowing on it, but there was no remnant soul memory.

Just when I was hesitating to throw away the hairpin in my hand and see if Uncle Li and the two of them would appear, I suddenly heard the voices of a group of children behind me. When I looked back, I was shocked......

The space behind me had changed in the time I turned back and forth, and the former dilapidated workshop had vanished in favor of a warm-toned orphanage.

I saw a group of children between a few years old and teenagers, sitting in a row, waiting for their aunt to serve them food. This picture looks very warm, and the children also have happy smiles on their faces. But somehow, I always felt that something was wrong, as if all this was all good and a little fake...... Especially the aunts who serve their children food.

At this time, a beautiful little girl suddenly ran out of another room, followed by a middle-aged man. Who knew that there were still children talking and laughing just now, and when they saw the girl and the man walking in, their faces immediately became a little frightened.

Children are the ones who don't know how to disguise, and I can see on their faces that they are all scared now, but they don't dare to show it too obviously. I looked at the big and small ones who came in after me with some curiosity, which of them made these children so frightened?

Then the little girl seemed very happy to see these children about her own age, and she took out some candy to share with them. It was the man behind him, dressed in black, without the slightest smile on his face.

At the same time, I found that not to mention the children, even the aunts who served the children were becoming very nervous at this time. Now it seems that they should be afraid of this middle-aged man dressed in black. Judging from his clothes, it seems a bit like a ...... Father?

If I'm not mistaken, what I'm seeing now is probably the orphanage called the Holy Child Party before liberation. Although I should have been able to guess that this was an orphanage run by a church, I did not expect that there would be a Chinese priest here in that year.

Then the black-clothed priest beckoned to the beautiful little girl, and she immediately ran back. But just as she turned her head and ran towards the black-clad priest, I could see the little girl's face and the pink hairpin she was wearing......

Isn't this the little girl I saw yesterday in the broken window? I used to think her clothes were weird, but now it seems that this is not a kimono that only Japanese women wear? Could it be that she is ......Japanese?

Then I looked at the hairpin in my hand, it was exactly the same as the one the little girl was wearing on her head, it seemed that she was the owner of this pink hairpin, but why did this hairpin guide me to all this?

When the little girl in the kimono and the priest in black left the place together, everyone's faces were noticeably lighter, especially the children, who instantly returned to their previous laughter.

It seems that the focus is not on these people in front of me, but on the big and small ones who left, so I couldn't help but walk in the direction they left, wanting to see who the two of them were.

Although the environment I see now is clean and safe, I know that all this is an illusion, and the real me must be walking in that dusty and broken workshop now, so I am careful every step I take, for fear of hitting something I can't see.