Half a month has passed since the fan sister incident, and she hasn't contacted me again. It was as if a meteor streaked across my sky, leaving almost no trace.

For the first few days, I had a stomach full of questions I wanted to ask her, and then I began to wonder if she really showed up.

The skirt that was still hanging outside the window reminded me that the fan girl did exist, and she had come to my room and stripped me naked.

Sometimes I wonder if I have one kidney missing, and every time I take a shower, I look in the mirror for half a day. Once, in front of the wall chart of the human body structure, I used a marker pen to mark the specific location of the spleen, stomach and kidneys on my body, and checked them one by one to confirm their existence.

I wanted to go to the hospital, but how did I tell the doctor? I wanted to see if my organs were all there? I had to be put in a mental hospital.

"When I didn't exist" never came up again, really as the name suggests, I was pitted by a non-existent something, hesitated, and pulled him into the blacklist.

After I met Master Li, I called my father, and wanted to ask about the pendant of the mythical beast and the blowout accident 50 years ago, and I called several times but was not in the service area, and my mother said, you had better not ask, and he won't say if you ask, and he will have a nervous disorder.

I want to go back to my hometown one day, and it would be better to ask my father in person, and at the same time ask Uncle Li what is going on.

My life was messed up by him, thinking that if I lived independently, I would get rid of something, but I didn't expect him to come to Beijing, almost taking my life, not to mention, and brought me a greater confusion, and even a potential death.

Now, all I'm trying to do is get back to my old life.

Lao Kan mentioned the Fushouling subway lettering has been haunting in my mind these days, maybe the word "Liang Jing" is the key to open all the mysteries, I have made up my mind, whether it is true or not, first go to the Fushouling subway station to see, is there really a lettering.

I heard Bai Jingjing say that there are also many posts of explorers on the Internet, Fushouling Station and two other stations are known as the disappeared subway stations of Line 1, which have never been opened to the public since they were built 50 years ago, full of mystery and evil spirits, and have become a paradise for urban explorers.

Fushouling, I'm here!

I think it's best to find a companion, and this person has to be a half-fairy.

After the trip to Guizhou, Banxian Er'er was a grass chicken, wilted for two months, and began to ask me every day how the scar on my chin came about, how did I know how it came, my girlfriend was lost, you have multiple scars counted as balls, and then he went to repair the surgery, basically can't see anything.

Banxian'er's real name is Ji Guang, and after returning from Guizhou, he claimed to be a Buddhist youth. As mentioned earlier, there is a small teahouse of his own at the gate of Baoguo Temple, and the business is weak, but it does not delay him to taste tea every day and brag about the mountains. I gave him the nickname of the half-fairy, this birdman has a lot of research on feng shui, and he got a tattered old book out of nowhere, and he can hardly put it down. I flipped through the book, and the three words "Jade Ruler Sutra" could still be seen on the broken cover, thinking it was a yellow book, but he ridiculed it, but it was actually a book about tomb feng shui.

Ban Xian'er was reading his broken feng shui book, and as soon as I entered the house, he was busy boiling water and making tea.

I see that the rag he wipes the sea of tea is a little familiar. Just ask where the rag came from, look familiar.

Banxian'er smiled shamelessly: "Don't give Hu Tingting's skirt, I want her back, I was reluctant to throw it, and tore a few pieces as a rag just right, linen." ”

Hu Tingting is the ex-girlfriend of Banxian'er, and I am also sisters with my ex-girlfriend Li Xiaojing, and the four of them used to play together. When they broke up, this guy actually asked for all the gifts he had given to his girlfriend in the past two years, and he didn't even let go of a skirt. The bra was going to be given to me, and I was asked to send my girlfriend, and I almost threw up on the spot.

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Hearing that I was going to Fushouling for an expedition, the half-fairy didn't show much interest. I know him too well, he is a little itchy in his heart, but the fat man is afraid of heat, he just doesn't want to move.

I said, "Isn't it better to get rid of fat in the summer and make some room for the winter than to grow meat at home?" Besides, how cool is the air conditioner in the subway, your broken air conditioner is not cool with an electric fan except for making hot air. ”

Speaking of the air conditioner, the half-immortal couldn't sit still, and threw the folding fan: "The fairy will accompany you on a trip, and you won't feel distressed when you come back to invite a big meal, right?"

"Pick the place," I said, "prepare today and walk tomorrow while it's cool." ”

At dawn the next day, I parked the six-handed Jeep I bought for 8,000 yuan under the half-fairy building on Qingnian Road, dragged the sleepy-eyed half-fairy, hurriedly ate a bowl of tofu brain on the side of the street, and then poured the subway to the apple orchard, deliberately looked at the tunnel in front, under the light near the platform, the tunnel in the distance was dark and deep, and it was full of mystery.

Demi-Xian'er and I went up to the ground and found the legendary 331 station.

At this time, the time was almost 10 o'clock, the sun had turned on the scorching mode, and the half-fairy muttered that she was deceived by me, shouting to find a shade tree, and without taking two steps, 331 road came.

The two of us squeezed into the car, there was no air conditioning in the car, it was hotter than outside, the sideburns of the half-fairy were wet, and sweat flowed down the neck. I handed him two McDonald's tissues, and he wiped his sweat and scolded: "Lao He, I will be killed by you this time! I will come out with you next time, I am your grandson!"

I don't know how many stops I sat in, but I finally arrived at the station.

When I got off the bus, I was greeted by a rather desolate place.

Occasionally, a cool breeze blew, and the mood of the half-fairy was much better.

He looked at the three big characters of "Fushouling" on the stop sign, and said faintly: "Fushouling, it sounds like a place name in the underworld." ”

On the east side of the road is a large abandoned field, overgrown with weeds, and a few graves can be seen hidden or visible, and not far ahead, there is a new grave, with a flag planted in front of the grave, and the paper money on the side of the road is swept up by a small whirlwind that rises from the ground, dancing in the air, and the half-fairy looks around and shakes his head: "It's really sad." ”

I ignored him and looked around for the legendary Fushouling subway station, but there was not even a shadow.

Crossing the road, in the middle of a few locust trees in the west of the road, is an inconspicuous cement house, surrounded by garbage, thinking it is a toilet, and when you get closer, it is actually the legendary Fushouling subway station.

A sign with the words "This site is not an operating area, non-staff are prohibited from entering" hangs at the top of the door, and the font is the old Song style from decades ago.

The light green gate was hidden, and we pushed the door in, and the entrance was not much different from the Apple Orchard subway, with red square floor tiles, marble steps, stone facades with granular surfaces, wooden doors painted with light green paint, wooden stair railings painted with brown paint...... All of this is covered in dust, making it feel like opening a long-hidden secret.

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Walking down the stairs, the internal structure of the station is almost the same as that of other stations, except that there is no ticket office. The platform is connected to 4 entrances and exits to the ground, and the two entrances and exits on the west side are unlit and are pitch black. Two steps down from the platform to the platform, where the track is still in the middle of the platform.

The lights in the station were on, but there was not half a figure in sight. The top of the head is a corroded wall, and all that can be heard is the "hum" of the fluorescent lamp ballast. The air smells damp. Approaching the railroad tracks, I found that there was water flowing in the groove in the middle of the rails, and the direction was towards the apple orchard, which proved that the topography of Beijing is high in the west and low in the east.

"What are you doing?" a voice came from behind, and he was startled.

At the entrance of the small house, there was a security guard, forty or fifty years old, shining a flashlight on me and the half-fairy.

Just passed by the small house, it doesn't look like someone is on duty, where did this guy suddenly come from?

I whispered to the half-fairy, "Hold him back." ”

Half fairy understood it, and when she saw the big yellow teeth of the security guard, she knew that the other party was an old smoker, so she took out a pack of cigarettes and walked over to hand one to the security guard.

The security guard did not shirk, stretched out two yellowed fingers to take it, and the half-fairy took advantage of the situation to light the fire.

Half-fairy: "Play casually, our big good people, hehe." ”

The security guard puffed out a puff of smoke: "I know that you are exploring, I have seen a lot, and now there are rules that you can't go in casually." ”

Banxian'er: "By the way, master, does this have an outlet, the phone is out of battery." ”

The security guard let down his guard: "Yes, let's sit in the house." ”

I didn't expect the guards to be so enthusiastic, it is estimated that a person is on duty in such a dark ghost place all the year round, and being patronized by someone is like seeing a relative.

I said, "You talk, I'll make it easier." ”

The security guard stopped paying attention to me, and the half-immortal put his arm around his shoulders and entered the guardroom.

I took the opportunity to take a few steps closer to the depths of the platform.

"Fairy Gu go slowly!" the half-fairy called my nickname and ran over with a hum. This guy never suffers, I congratulated him with the nickname of "Half Fairy", and he also gave me the nickname of "He Xiangu".

I stopped: "You're going too?"

Banxian'er waved his hand: "I'll be exempt, remind you, this is a heavy yin qi, don't turn back sharply." ”

I said, "Got it, two lights on my shoulder." ”

If you want to talk about guts, I still have some courage, when I was a child, I stole melons with my cousins at night, and I was chased by people for several miles, and I hid behind the grave to escape.

I continued to walk deeper into the platform, counting the concrete pillars in my mind.

The further you walked inside, the dimmer the light became, and the fluorescent lamps overhead were nearly in a state of obsolescence, emitting only a white halo, as if imprisoned by the darkness. A few of them simply deflated, and no one replaced them.

I only cared about counting the columns, and didn't pay attention to the ground, and suddenly, I stumbled under my feet, tripped over something, and collapsed softly.

I broke out in a cold sweat, turned around and looked at it, and vaguely saw what looked like a ball of clothes, and I tentatively kicked it, it was a torn cotton jacket. I was secretly amusing myself that I would only scare myself.

Cautiously proceed deeper into the tunnel, 21, 22, 23.

I stopped, and in the dim light, the twenty-third cement stood in front of me, and I looked up and down, no different from the other pillars, and I didn't see any words.

Was he really fooled by Lao Kan?

I approached the post, turned on the flashlight on my phone, and looked carefully.

The rough cement surface, covered with dust and cobwebs, was inspected on all four facades, and there was not a single word on it.

Before I could give up, the flashlight searched upwards, and above my head, I was surprised to find a pair of round eyes shooting green light, staring at me aggressively.