"So, he saw a woman in the mirror?"

Xie Xun asked.

The neighbor was amazed and said, "How do you know?" ”

Xie Xun smiled: "Guess, isn't this how many horror movies are played?" ”

"But it's true, I'm not kidding you." The neighbor seemed a little unhappy.

"And then? And then what happened? Xie Xun saw that the neighbor was unhappy, so he continued to ask, "What's going on with the younger and younger face in the mirror?" ”

"It's not getting younger and younger, when Lao Zhao was sent to the hospital, it was like he was ten years old overnight, and every day seemed like a year had passed, but he thought he was getting younger from the mirror." The neighbor was quick to get along.

"How did this happen?"

……

After chatting for a while, Xie Xun's successful neighbor led them to the murderous mansion upstairs.

This is a typical grotto door building, the neighbor's house lives on the first floor, Lao Zhao's murderous house is on the second floor, a staircase cuts the kitchen and the one-bedroom room, and the kitchen and the side are washrooms, which seem to be separated by Lao Zhao himself.

After arriving upstairs, Xie Xun and the proprietress didn't find anything special.

So I went to the bathroom.

As soon as you enter the door, there is a large mirror, but at this moment the mirror is broken.

It seems that this is the mirror that Lao Zhao has been looking in before.

After staying in the bathroom for a while, Xie Xun still didn't feel that there was anything special wrong here. Could it be that this is just Lao Zhao's own overthinking?

But didn't the poor widower live here before?

Thinking so, Xie Xun walked to the kitchen, according to the description of the flower seller, this should be the place where the poor widower poisoned, but he still didn't see anything wrong.

Xie Xun raised his head and looked at the proprietress with an inquiring gaze, and the proprietress also shook her head, and then the two of them took their leave.

"How?" As soon as he left the place, Xie Xun asked.

"No, it looks more complicated than we thought."

"I think so too."

So the two men continued to walk again, just a few steps. Xie Xun saw a group of children playing police and bandit games in the alley. I think he was like this when he was a child, he liked to fold a paper gun by himself, and then play with his friends.

He still remembers how the paper gun was folded......

Suddenly, Xie Xun seemed to realize something. He said, "Here." It seems to be not far away. You can get there by bike in a maximum of twenty minutes, and there is an execution ground in Liangcheng! ”

After Xie Xun finished speaking, he suddenly ran forward. Then he pulled a man on the side of the road and asked, "Do you know that it is also in this district, not far away, the execution site a long time ago?" ”

"Huh? Do you mean Tilanqiao Prison? ”

"Probably not." Xie Xun felt as if he had heard of such a place, but it was not the place he wanted to talk about.

"Oh, what else is there to be executed?"

And just as the man and Xie Xun were talking, an old man on the side suddenly interjected: "Are you talking about Target Mountain?!" ”

"Target Mountain?!" Xie Xun suddenly raised his voice, "Yes, it seems to be there, I heard this word when I was a child." ”

"If you want to find Target Mountain, then you have to take Route 517 at the intersection...... "The old man was very enthusiastic to point out the road to Xie Xun, and then told a lot of stories about Target Mountain.

After the 813 Incident in 1937, the Japanese army occupied Shanghai and built a "target range" in the area of Hu's house on G Road. It covers a large area, and a large mountain of earth has been piled up to block bullets.

After the 1950s, this place was also the main execution ground in S City, and the executions and shooting criminals were all under the target mountain, and the surrounding roads and target ranges had to be blocked by guards. It is said that after the shooting, he did not even take the body with him, but buried it directly in the mountain.

In the mid-1990s, the area around the "target range" changed dramatically. The range was closed and there were no more targets and executions. The army farms have also long since been abolished.

After the old man finished talking about the historical changes, Xie Xun used his mobile phone to go online to Baidu this place, and the supernatural legends about Target Mountain on the Internet came and went, it seems that they finally found the right place this time.

So Xie Xun wrote about the old man, took the proprietress with him, and went directly to the legendary target mountain.

When the vehicle drove all the way to Wenshui Road, the proprietress suddenly said: "I think, we know where the first story happened?" ”

After listening to the words of the proprietress, Xie Xun also looked at the road outside, and then nodded: "Ah, yes, it turns out that it is here, what kind of garbage dump is, it seems that it is actually Target Mountain." ”

"Are you going on an expedition to Target Mountain?" The driver listened to the conversation between Xie Xun and the proprietress and asked.

"yes, is it fun?" Xie Xun said this deliberately.

"I don't know how to do it now, so many people like to go there to explore, where is so evil, it used to be really dead, we used to participate in voluntary labor, picking up garbage or something, and I also found a lot of warheads, which are real warheads." The driver said, gesturing the size of the bullet with his hand.

"Oh? Have you ever seen a dead man? ”

"Well, this, no, but people who live nearby know that they don't run here at night."

The driver said and stopped at a red light.

At this moment, outside the car window, it happened to be the corner of a green belt, and thick white smoke was wafting from there.

"What is this? It's not Qingming today. ”

The driver glanced out and said, "Oh, this, do you see that statue over there?" ”

I saw a child sitting on a cow with a straw hat around his neck in the green belt, still playing the flute in his hands.

"That place used to be a Cowherd Temple, and then it was demolished because of the transformation of the green belt, not to mention that the legend is very accurate, so there are many old grandfathers and grandmothers around who will come here to make incense."

As the driver spoke, he saw the countdown of the red light and was about to continue driving, but at this time, the proprietress suddenly said, "Just stop in front, we'll be here." ”

"Right here? It's still some distance from Target Mountain. The driver said.

"It's okay, I'd like to go over there." The proprietress said as she took the car money from Xie Xun's hand and handed it to the driver's eldest brother.

The driver's eldest brother could only pull over slowly.

Get out of the car, the proprietress and Xie Xun walked straight towards the sculpture, the inscription on the side shows that the original Zhongxian Wang Temple here, the beginning of the Qing Dynasty (1723), built by the local shepherd boy surnamed Ge, enshrined in the Song Dynasty loyal minister Liu Tao. In the eleventh year of Xianfeng (1861), the temple was destroyed by the Taiping Army. In the seventh year of Tongzhi (1868), the people raised funds to rebuild, and the statue of the Cowherd was placed in the East Hall to commemorate the shepherd boy surnamed Ge, so it was renamed the Cowherd Temple. During the Cultural Revolution, the temple was demolished. In 2000, the stone statue of the shepherd boy playing the flute was erected on the original site, with the Wei landscape. (To be continued......)