"It's a long, deep lane, the doors on both sides of the laneway are closed, but there are billboards on the doors, some old, and there's a telephone pole at the exit of the lane, and there's an advertising slogan on it......"

"Wait, you mean a telephone pole?"

"Yes."

Ruhua twisted her eyebrows and thought for a while, "In this era, green and convenient energy are used, and the telephone poles are considered antiques, which have been eliminated centuries ago, and there is only one telephone pole in Zhoujia Hutong nearby, how could you go to that place?" ”

"Why, can't you go to that place?"

Qing Jing looked at him, and Ruhua bit his lip flap with a layer of pink lip gloss, and told Qing Jing about the origin of that place.

"Zhoujia Hutong is notorious in Xingyao City, it is a degenerate forbidden area in Xingyao City, it is full of people with undecent minds, there is no order, robbery is rampant, and most of the people there are suffering from diseases, basically waiting for death, the conditions in that place are very backward, time seems to have stood still in that place, and the government doesn't care about that place."

"Don't go, that place is full of dangerous people, you weren't injured last time, but you were sold to Chunfeng Street by those people, it's a blessing in misfortune, there is an underground black market in that place, everything is sold, and there are human organs traffickers."

Ruhua wanted to dispel Qingjing's thoughts, Qingjing shook her head, "I must go back and find it, otherwise, I will not be willing in my life." ”

Compared with the temptation to go home, the potential threat of Zhoujia Hutong can't stop Qingjing's footsteps.

"Since it's so dangerous, don't go with me, don't worry, I'll be careful."

The cold moon hung in the deep night sky, round and bright, like a flower watching the back of the green wattle disappearing under the street lamp, stomped its feet, and chased after it.

"Forget it, I'll go with you." Ruhua walked beside Qingjing, "With me, you can still be brave, although the people in Zhoujia Hutong are terrible, but they are not crazy after all, let's pay attention and don't get into trouble." ”

"Forget it, you're so timid, if someone coughs a little loudly, you have to shake, don't go with me, I'm running fast, if I see that the situation is wrong, I'll run immediately." The key is that she went back and stayed alone in Zhoujia Hutong, which was embarrassing.

Qingjing resolutely did not want to accompany Ruhua, Ruhua had the courage to accompany Qingjing, but now he saw that Qingjing was not afraid, and he could also say the countermeasures when he encountered danger, and he didn't force it, he turned on his light brain, transferred out the route of Zhoujia Hutong, pointed out the way to Qingjing, and walked back in the moonlight.

Qing Jing followed the route, and after walking for about an hour, he saw the telephone pole.

Zhoujia Hutong is like a long snake swallowing light, and the night lights come to an abrupt end in front of this telephone pole, leaving only a faint moonlight shrouded in this alley.

Qing Jing took a deep breath and stepped in.

After walking a distance of about a few tens of meters, she was able to avoid the stones and garbage that appeared on the road from time to time through the faint moonlight vision in the dark night.

She walked and searched, from time to time there were sporadic fires in the dark, and in the corners of the dark night, there was also the sound of people coughing from time to time, gradually, the more she went inside, the more the movement became, she began to see the hazy light, and some of the doors she saw during the day were also opened from the closed state, and Qingjing also saw a small child, running in the corner.

In the dark night, the child was kicking a discarded drink can, and Qingxing hurried past him, and the can flew past her heels, so the child also ran in front of her like a wind, and Qingxing also found the door she saw when she came to this world.

The door was locked with a chain lock, and the lock hanging from it was rusty, and the door was deliberately locked.

Qing Jing pulled the door in the faint moonlight, and the sound of the chains striking was especially obvious in the night, and she tugged at the lock the size of a palm, hoping to pull it open.

The door was closed so tightly that not even a crack was exposed.

Qing Jing looked left and right and found a stone, she bent down to pick it up and was about to smash the lock, and there was a shout in her ears.

"What are you doing!"

Qing Jing's hand moved, she followed the voice to see that it was the child who had just picked up the can and ran away, Qing Jing didn't want to pay attention to him, picked up the stone and smashed it hard.

"Stop! That's my turf. ”

The little boy rushed over and hit the green thorn all at once, and the unsuspecting green thorn was knocked down, and the stone in his hand also fell to the ground, but fortunately, the quality of the lock was not very good, and the lock was opened.

Looking at the little boy with bulging eyes, she felt a little weak, "I'm sorry, forgive me." ”

She was pressed for time, and after speaking, she opened the door and walked inside, there was no light in the door, and the green wattle standing in the room waited quietly for a few minutes, the space was not distorted, and the room was still the same room.

She didn't believe in evil, she quit and went in, and so on, but no matter how many times she went in, the dark room didn't become the brightly lit fitting room, she was still in this world.

Her anger came up, and her desperation caused her to kick the door panel, her eyes were hot, and she couldn't help but shed tears.

Kicked on the door panel again, the pain made her realize the environment she was in, "Let me go back, I don't want to stay here, let me go back!" ”

Qingjing crouched down against the wall, buried her face in her knees, she could hear the footsteps approaching her, and she could feel the growing light through the cracks, and in the narrow alley, she was blocked in front of this door.

Someone walked over and picked up the green wattle, "Yo, this kid is actually crying." ”

"Fengyang, are you sure she smashed your door?"

It turned out that these people were called by the child who kicked the can, and the child named Fengyang nodded, "It's her, I asked her to stop, she didn't stop, I was afraid that she would snatch my baby away, so I called the uncles to come and help." ”

Qingjing's feet dragged on the ground, she stared at the man who was carrying her with teary eyes, the man was very tall, one meter nine, and his appearance was ordinary, as if he was the uncle next door, there was no tattoo on his body that flaunted the underworld, and he had a very common small flat head, but his eyes were full of cruel light.

Qing Jing raised his neck, "That's right, I smashed the lock, you can kill me." ”

Her expression of begging for death really couldn't be more real.

The way the man looked at her was like a psychopath.

This time he let go of his hand, he clapped his hand and sneered, "In Zhoujia Hutong, everyone wants to work hard to live, you are the first to ask for death, coward." ”

"Fengyang, go see if there's anything lost inside, if not, Uncle will throw this sissy out."