Looking at the old woman who was helping up, Zhang Fan couldn't believe his eyes, she was the teacher Cheng who made a fuss in the orphanage yesterday, that is, Weichen's mother.

"Teacher Cheng, don't you have a retirement salary? Why do you do this? ”

"I have a retirement salary! They all live on my son's salary. ”

"Aren't you a teacher?"

"I used to be a kindergarten teacher for a few years, and people called me a teacher because they were polite."

"Then you can stay at home at such an age, and you can't make a lot of money!"

Speaking of this, Mrs. Cheng's eyes suddenly turned red, she said that after she learned that Wei Chen disappeared from the madhouse yesterday, she thought about dying at that time, and then thought that her son just disappeared after going crazy, maybe that day his mental state suddenly improved, and people would still go home, so she decided to hold on until the day her son came back no matter what.

She said that the family still has a little savings, but not much, now that her son is missing, and the financial source is also cut off, she doesn't want to sit on the mountain, so she wants to use the cross-stitch she usually prick out in exchange for some living expenses, because she can't sell it at will during the day, so she has to come out early.

After listening to the old woman's confession, Zhang Fan felt uncomfortable, if Teacher Cheng knew what kind of person his son was, I am afraid that his heart would be even more uncomfortable.

I have the heart to help her, but my strength does not allow it, he is also a poor man, and he can't help this kind of thing.

After saying goodbye to Teacher Cheng, Zhang Fan, who was in a good mood, suddenly felt a lot lower.

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, it is difficult for children to do the same dedication as parents to their children.

sighed while walking, and suddenly saw a few people in front of him standing in front of a billboard looking at something, when Zhang Fan passed by those people, his eyes also glanced at the billboard, only glanced at his footsteps and immediately stopped.

It was an ordinary store transfer advertisement, no different from other transfer advertisements, but its location was very unusual, especially for Zhang Fan.

The transfer of the shop in Yingdong Plaza, because I have another business, I am in urgent need of funds, and I am willing to transfer it at one-third of the market price.

There are also a few advertisements next to it, all of which are the transfer of shops in Yingdong Plaza, and the prices are extremely low.

"Yingdong Plaza, I originally wanted to go there tonight, but now I don't feel sleepy, so I'll go there first."

Yingdong Plaza was originally a large-scale place for wholesale, entertainment and leisure, and when it was built, it was also full of people on Chemaying Street, but a few years ago a bizarre fire burned down a film and television theater in the square, and it is said that many people died.

After that, there were more and more bizarre incidents in the square, and the original merchants were afraid of touching the mold and moved out, and it didn't take long for the inside of Yingdong Plaza to become a barren and ruined ruin, leaving only a few shops along the outer streets to continue to operate, most of these people were some merchants who had no money and coveted cheap rents.

When I arrived at Yingdong Square, there was an old man selling steamed buns in a cart at the door, Zhang Fan stepped forward to buy two steamed buns and took them in his hand while gnawing and walking, and came to the entrance of the square Zhang Fan stopped, he looked up at the top of the building, and the wall tiles were inlaid with four cursive characters 'Yingdong Square'.

Probably because of the rain, there are a few dark red rust streaks under each big word in 'Yingdong Plaza'.

"Young man, don't look at the words on it, it's unlucky."

The uncle who sold steamed buns came behind Zhang Fan at some point, and when he saw Zhang Fan looking up, the uncle reminded him loudly.

"Uncle, why is it unlucky to look at the words on it?"

"Young man, it's daytime and there's not a lot of evil here, but if you watch it at night, you'll see something terrible."

"Uncle, what terrible things will you see?"

"After midnight, the 'Cantonese character' in Yingdong Square will become the 'corpse' character for corpses, and the rust below will also turn bright red."

"What?"

Zhang Fan was shocked when he heard this, and looked up at the word 'Guang' again, which may be due to psychological reasons, this time he looked at the word 'Guang' in cursive, and it was really a bit of the shape of the word 'corpse'.

"Uncle, do you know what strange things have happened in this Yingdong Plaza?"

"You asked me the right question, many people think that the evil spirit in this square is caused by the fire in the film and television theater and burned many people, but it is not."

Hearing the uncle's words, Zhang Fan was shocked again:

"Uncle, what's the reason for that?"

"It's because there's an ancient tomb under the burned-out theater, and I was there at the time."

"I've worked on construction sites for decades, and I've dug up tombs a lot, but none of them are as weird as the tombs under the Yingdong Plaza cinema."

"Uncle, can you tell me how weird it is?"

"Okay, seeing that you are quite kind, and the steamed buns are almost sold, I'll talk to you."

Zhang Fan hurriedly took out a cigarette and helped the uncle light the fire, and the uncle took a deep breath:

"The ancient tomb was red, and when I was digging the foundation, I saw that the masonry of the ancient tomb was red, and many workers touched it with their hands because of curiosity."

"They found that the masonry was hot, and in some places it was hot."

"The workers thought it was strange and told the developer about it, and the developer came over and saw the situation and left without saying a word."

"The next day, the developer brought a man over, and the man looked at the tomb for a while, and then muttered to the developer for a long time, and I felt very bad at the time, so I sneaked away."

"The next day I heard rumors that there had been an accident on the construction site, and all my workers had died, and I knew that their deaths must be related to the ancient tomb, so I fled to the field overnight for fear of affecting myself."

"It wasn't until a few years ago that I couldn't do any more work, so I returned to Yingtang from other places."

"After returning to Yingtang, I have heard about the strangeness of this Yingdong Square, but I firmly believe that the source of everything is the ancient tomb."

After the uncle finished speaking, he pushed the steamed bun cart and left, leaving Zhang Fan, who was still pondering in place.

"The ancient tomb is buried underground, it should be gloomy and biting, how can it be hot and hot?"

"How did the workers who sold steamed buns happen to all die in an accident that day? Could it be that the developers drove them around the tomb as if they were the living dead? ”

"This square is no longer suitable for staying, why hasn't the developer demolished it and redeveloped it?"

"Why didn't Ma Zhen's father, Ma Mingyuan, hurry back to Maoshan after coming down from Longshan, and just run to this place?"

"The 'Spade Q' of the Stand-in Association and the 'Professor' of the Painted Skin Association killed Ma Zhen's father Ma Mingyuan in this square, how did they know that Ma Mingyuan would come here?"

This series of questions made Zhang Fan's head a little big.

Entering the square from the gate of Yingdong Plaza, Zhang Fan looked around as he walked, and on the side near the gate of the square, only a few shops were open to do business.

Further inside, there is a closed door, and there is a thick layer of dust on the door, which does not look like a store run by someone.