"I'm Yidu Lin Kuo, see you at the gate of Yidu School tomorrow afternoon!"

Cheng Jun, who had just graduated from the "University of Finance", was about to report to a company, but inexplicably received such a WeChat. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lin Ku is a small person who has been missing for 15 years, and a sudden letter came after 15 years, which is indeed a little weird. But he was more of a small agitation. Because, in the past 15 years, he has found several lost classmates through the Internet, but Lin Kun has sunk into the sea, as if evaporating from the world.

Looking at this WeChat, Cheng Jun stared at it in a daze for a long time, and even his hands trembled a little.

But there are too many liars on the Internet, and he quickly regained his composure; he has been fooled many times, and now the Internet police are very conscious, and Cheng Jun is naturally no exception, he first replied casually with a "I don't know!"

"Mad Demon Moth, you should know each other, Guoguo..."

"Hah, you're really..."

After moving out of Yidu, no one has ever called the nickname "Guoguo", and even Cheng Jun himself has almost forgotten it, but now he suddenly hears it, and he feels very kind.

At that time, Lin Ku always came up with a lot of ghost ideas and bad ideas, and was jokingly called the demon moth, Cheng Jun played the best with him, and he could be said to be a good friend of the dead party, and he always liked to add one more word, calling him "crazy demon moth".

After a lot of "secret words" communication, Cheng Jun could confirm that this person was definitely Lin Kuo, which made him excited, and he hastily went to the company to report, and he asked for a week off.

On the first day of registration, I asked for leave, and the supervisor's face was not good-looking, "I just asked for leave, you are too willful!"

But Cheng Jun can't manage it so much, after all, the company can be found, but Lin Kun has only one brother, in case he loses contact again, he just wants to cry and is not in a hurry.

I hurriedly bought a ticket online, and early the next morning, Cheng Jun happily boarded the high-speed train to Wuguang City.

With a speed of more than 300 kilometers per hour, the high-speed rail is really not simple, and it will arrive in Wuguang City in a few hours. However, Yidu is relatively remote, and after two or three hours of tossing and turning urban and rural buses, it is finally not far from Yidu.

It's just that 15 years have passed, and Yidu still hasn't been bused, so he has to get off at the last stop, Taoshan, which is still seven or eight miles away from Yidu

When he got out of the car and stopped the "taxi" again, his brother heard that he was going to Yidu, and glared at him fiercely, dropped a sentence of "neurosis" and ran away.

Several brothers in a row are like this, glaring at him like looking at a neuropath, and they all avoid him like a ghost.

There is really no way, from 30 to 50 to 100 ... In the end, Cheng Jun shouted out the sky-high price of 300 yuan for "motorcycles", and finally took a very dilapidated motorcycle.

And this eldest brother, who dared to "die for money", dragged Cheng Jun to the bridge more than 1 mile away from Yidu, and refused to go forward.

Leaving Cheng Jun, the eldest brother glanced at the front tremblingly, and shivered at that time.

He whispered to Cheng Jun mysteriously: "No one dares to come to this place, you'd better not go in!"

"Why?" Cheng Jun asked, "Big brother, hey, big brother, don't run away......"

The motorcycle turned around instantly, and the eldest brother was afraid of being pulled by Cheng Jun, so he didn't go back to the ground, and stepped on the accelerator loudly.

Cheng Jun only felt a gust of wind blowing, the motorcycle had run faster than a ghost, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving Cheng Jun alone, in the yin wind leading to Yidu, messy like a lonely bird.

The old bluestone slab bricks on Yidu Street are now potholes, and the dark and blackened wooden houses on both sides are in disrepair, and many of them are tilted to one side.

It was very quiet, people went to the empty building, and the silence around was so dead that they could catch up with ghosts. The once prosperous Yidu was once so desolate that Cheng Jun had an inexplicable sense of decline in his heart, no matter the streets and alleys, he didn't meet anyone.

At the fork in the middle, turn right is Yidu Firewood Lane, come to the alley, stop, like 15 years ago, he looked back and looked around, I don't know if Lin Ku is still waiting for him here, but this time he was disappointed.

Walking through Firewood Alley, you will enter Yidu Primary School. Fifteen years ago, they all passed through this alley to go to school together, and the sound of a group of little children playing seemed to be frozen forever in the lonely firewood alley.

Fifteen years later, when he returned to his former alma mater, he stood outside the school gate but did not enter, and he had the illusion that all his classmates and teachers had disappeared from the world in an instant.

Although the school building is there, he can feel a kind of dilapidation outside the school gate; when he looks up, this piece is like ruins, and the commissary, old houses on the street, etc., near the school gate, are like forgotten corners, and they are in the dust......

Walking from Firewood Lane to the school gate, and then from the school gate to Firewood Lane, back and forth, wandering in silence, looking back silently, Cheng Jun almost waited for an afternoon, and did not see Lin Zhen.

Walking through the desolate streets, he was like a wandering spirit, and he did not find a single person, strange or familiar, until dusk.

"Where have they gone?" asked Cheng Jun. He glanced sideways into the street, where the beef and rice noodle shop where they used to have breakfast was in tatters, and a gust of wind swept away, sweeping away a cloud of rubble and dead leaves, and dust.

Through the half-hidden black wooden door, he found that the dilapidated rice noodle shop was lit with dim oil lamps, and the early sunshade cloth was in tatters, as if it were a soul banner waving in the gloomy wind.

It's just dusk, and it's getting dark very quickly. He was a little apprehensive, but he still walked over slowly, "Could it be that there are still people living here? What age are they, and there are still kerosene lamps lit?"

"Anyone?" he called, but no one answered.

There was no one nearby, but there was an oil lamp lit up a little strangely here, and Cheng Jun felt a little hairy in his heart.

It was when there was silence, suddenly "whoosh" the yin wind rose, a black shadow flashed quickly, Cheng Jun's whole body tightened, the cold hairs stood up, and a strange aura spread around invisibly.

"Puff, puff" Cheng Jun could feel his heartbeat, and at this moment, a sudden violent coughing scared him so much that he almost fell.

But after all, he didn't believe in any ghosts, so he continued to get closer, hesitated apprehensively, and gently pushed open the half-hidden wooden door, and the sound of "creaking" the door was very loud in the silence.

"You're here again, cough cough, don't worry, I've got it for you too, it's the three of them, this pile is yours, take it and leave, cough cough ......" a very old voice.

Cheng Jun suddenly got goosebumps, because when he pushed the door open, he only heard these strange words, but he didn't see anyone.

A gust of wind swept by, and on a dilapidated wooden table, the dim light of an oil lamp floated away, as if it was going to be extinguished at any moment.

He was so frightened that his face turned a little pale, and he hurried over, raising his hand to protect the flame of the oil lamp, fearing that the lamp would be blown out and he would not be able to see anything clearly.

"Why don't you leave, Tsu'er?" the old voice came again, "The three of them shouldn't have come here, let them all go their separate ways, don't embarrass them, cough cough cough ....."

"Is it Lin Kuo?" Cheng Jun didn't see Lin Kuo for a long time, he turned his head sideways in thought, and looked in the direction where the voice came from, "Damn it, how did I forget that there is a dark building in this beef rice noodle shop, I really scared myself!"

Cheng Jun slapped himself and made himself sober. By the dim light, he found a very narrow staircase on the side of the house, and sure enough, the dark building was still there.

As soon as he went up, he suddenly saw a long figure dragged out in the dim light, and he was so frightened that he fell, "Ah~".

"Who?" the man didn't move.

Hearing the voice of an old man, Cheng Jun got up in a panic and squinted his eyes, only to see the back of a very strange old man.

The old man was dressed in an old and faded green shirt, with a green cloth wrapped around his head, and what he was burning was a pile of dark paper, and his mouth was muttering, and he did not know what he was reading.

On the table next to him, there was also a very dim oil lamp, and a cool wind blew, and the flames of the oil lamp flickered and dimmed, which made this dark building even more terrifying.