Daomu Biji

The photo was sent via E-MAIL, and Pan Zi knew nothing about it. I taught him for a long time. When I received it, it was an hour before I called him.

It was really a very old photo, with yellowing and fading traces on it. Even so, I could still see what was on the photo, and I understood why Pan Zi was not sure, and what did “ghost” mean.

The old photo should have been taken in an old house with a screen in the background. The photo was so white and the details were unclear, but it could be seen behind the screen, with a figure standing upright.

The light passes through the screen, and the figure is quite clear. The creepy thing is the posture of a person. When a person stands, there will always be a shift in the center of gravity, but this figure is almost upright. Moreover, the shoulders of the whole person are collapsed, which is not normal at first glance. My first feeling is that this man is hanging in the air.

There is a dead man hanging behind the screen?

I feel a little uncomfortable, but I can't think of where this photo can arouse my interest. Will you find him after seeing this picture? There is no such feeling.

Looking down, the floor is made of wood. The left edge of the photo is a deep view. It is the corridor behind the screen. Half of it is covered by the screen. Half of it can be seen. Look, I saw a few doors on the side of the corridor.

I feel that this scene is a bit familiar. This ancient and old feeling, coupled with such a room arrangement, must have been seen somewhere, and the impression is still relatively deep.

I dragged the mouse, and there was also a scan on the back of the photo in E-MAIL, with Chu ’s handwriting written on it, which was obviously written to me. Above: In 1984, Golmud People's Liberation Army Sanatorium.

I took a breath and realized, ah, this is a picture taken in the abandoned sanatorium in Golmud. The situation at that time flashed in my head, which was not known as the corridor on the floor.

The sanatorium was the place where Wen Jin chose to hide from the investigation of the third uncle. Wen Jin and his party have a secret background. According to Uncle San, they do not know what research they are doing. In this abandoned sanitarium, they filmed a lot of video tapes, monitoring their every move, and there was even a person who was extremely like me. This is a mess.

How can Brother Chu have pictures of that place, is he also involved?

Unlike, I thought, he has a very good relationship with the uncle, is it possible that the uncle has something with him? Or trust him to do something-so he knows something inside.

This is indeed very possible. If he really knows what happened in the nursing home, it is an unexpected joy for me. But having said that, what did this picture take?

For ordinary people, taking pictures will inevitably have a subjective purpose, either to commemorate the picture, or to save the information, it is impossible to take a picture meaninglessly. At that time, in the nursing home, there was obviously an opportunity that caused someone to take this picture.

I think it's impossible to take a picture to commemorate it. The screen is very ordinary. The shabby corridor is at the edge of the picture. It must not be taken for this purpose. Well, what this person is going to shoot must be the shadow behind this screen.

This is a very strange thing. On the one hand, this shadow is creepy, on the other hand, this way of taking pictures really makes people think that this may be shooting "ghost", because this looks a bit like a ghost on the Internet. Photos. And I knew very well that this could not be a ghost. There must be something behind this screen. The person taking the picture took the picture across the screen for some reason. It's just that we were not on the spot and only saw one result, so we felt incredible.

That sanitarium really hides too many things. They photographed their every move, and now pictures like me appear again. What on earth did they do?

Thinking about it, there is no way to worry about so much. It seems that it is really necessary to see this person, so he called Pan Zi and explained my thoughts. After thinking about it, Pan Zi agreed and said he would arrange it, and then notify me after the arrangement was made.

The book said that it was complicated, and soon, I saw Brother Chu at Pingtang Prison. The process was smoother than I thought. Pan Zi took me in. This was the first time I went to prison. I was sweating all the way, and after a few iron gates, I saw him in the lounge.

This guy was obviously thinner, his bald head was not bright, he looked a few years old, frowned and shivering, and I handed him a cigarette, and he took a few sips to relax. I couldn't help feeling when I saw that he was radiant, and the rich and the poor in this line of life would have to admit their lives when they lived like this.

The meeting was cramped for a moment, and I didn't know what to say to him. Instead, he asked me first: "What's the situation with your third uncle?" The voice was hoarse.

I hurriedly talked about the situation in Changsha, and said that there was no news from the third uncle, no people were seen on the scene, and I did not know where to go.

"Retribution, this is the retribution!" He took a breath of smoke, seemed to be a little distracted, thought about looking up at me, and then asked, "Are you asking about dumb things?"

"Dumb Zhang?" I froze for a moment before I realized it, "You mean that little brother? You call him dumb Zhang?"

"Dao people call him like this." He had already finished smoking at this time, and the speed was extremely fast. I saw his hands shake again, and gave him my cigarette and lighter. He immediately took it out and ordered another one. "Because he does n’t like to talk, what are you doing about him?"

I said it was about your farts, and I did n’t know how to answer it all at once. Pan Zi said on the side: "Why are you so **** asking so much?"

Brother Chu took a few sips and glanced at Pan Zi, also fearless: "Lao Tzu is like this, ask what can I do?"

Pan Zi was terribly hated when he saw him. He wanted to speak harshly, and I stopped him. Brother Chu is now the most dismal. It is useless to say cruel words. There is nothing to lose. What can you do if you scold him? I said, "Brother Chu, you are much longer than me on the rivers and lakes. I don't know what to say about things.

"Yeah, Xiao Sanye has also played with me, okay." He nodded and looked at me, said a bit sourly.

I did n’t eat him, but just looked at him. He smiled for a while with a trembling smile, and found that I was unresponsive and a little bored, and suddenly said to Pan Zi, "Pan Ye, you pay me. Dad, right? "

Panzi took out something, it was a receipt, probably Panzi paid 100,000 yuan for me and threw it in front of Chu brother. Brother Chu took it and looked at it and said, "It's really a man of the third lord, so refreshing!"

"We also paid the money, and you have seen it now, can you say it now?" Pan Zi said in dismay.

Brother Chu nodded and said to him: "Then please ask Mr. Pan to avoid it. This is something for me and your younger brother."

Pan Zi frowned and fired. I gave him a quick glance, meaning to follow him, what can he do? Pan Zi scolded and got up.

Brother Chu watched him leave until he closed the door before turning to look at me. I found that his face had changed, he spit out a cigarette, and said to me: "Little Three, you can't keep checking."

I looked at Brother Chu in surprise, but he didn't expect him to say that.

"Why?" I blurted out.

He sighed: "Look at me, my end, your uncle's end, dumb Zhang's end, everyone's end, you have seen it all." He stood up: "What's amazing since then , It's not something we like. "

I sat up a bit, remembered the picture, and asked him, "What the **** do you know?"