Just to be cautious, we both went out to have a look. The soil on the small slope is very hard and has been frozen solid.
The surface is very smooth, and it takes a lot of effort to climb up. I guess there should have been a small ladder next to the slope before, but it was removed for some reason.
There is nothing on the slope, the only difference is that the color of the soil is different from that below.
The soil below is relatively yellow, while the soil above is heavier.
I stretched out my hand and tried to dig it. The soil surface was almost like a concrete floor. I don't know if something was buried under it.
I said, "Isn't this a tomb?"
Bai Kai shook his head, turned his back and untied the zipper, and took a dip on the spot. Turning around, he said dissatisfiedly, the soil is too hard, it can't be softened by urinating! No, you can ask the old man to borrow a few pots of boiling water!
Bai Kai's urination in broad daylight was unexpected to me, but the purpose was the same as mine. No matter what is in this soil, you can only find clues when it is soft.
So I gestured to Lao Qiu to boil several pots of boiling water, and handed them to Bai Kai one by one. He poured all the water on one point, and after a few times of tossing, the soil was finally turned into mud by the two of us.
Bai Kai didn't feel disgusted, so he reached out and grabbed the soil. I couldn't bear to watch this scene anymore, so I just drank hot water beside me to warm my body.
After digging and digging for a while, Bai's hands were dirty. It seems to find something, come here and drag me to see it.
I didn't even have time to react, my clothes were already stained by him. Although I feel disgusted in my heart, I can only endure it.
After the top layer of soil was removed, the color of the soil inside became heavier. This all said that the black soil in the Northeast is fertile. This is the first time I have seen it today, but I didn’t expect it to look like it was stained with ink.
I asked Bai Kai, what exactly did you let me see
Bai Kai spread out his palms and said, there are paper ashes all over the place. There must have been a lot of paper burned in this place before, so much that we can hardly imagine!
I was very nervous when I heard it: "You mean paper money and paper figures and chariots? Has a funeral been held here?"
Bai Kai glanced at the factory building and said, I don't know if it's a funeral or not, but something must have happened in this place.
It's too cold outside, so we can't stay longer. Bai Kai and I went back to the factory. After warming up around Lao Qiu's coal stove, the two went to the corner of the factory building to discuss countermeasures.
The most troublesome thing at present is not that there is a problem with the factory building, but that we don't know what the problem is at all. For an exam that doesn't even have questions, it's almost impossible to find an answer.
In the end, the two of us must have no clue when we saw the light, so we had to start with Lao Qiu again.
I asked Lao Qiu how long he had been here.
Lao Qiu gestured with three fingers, and he didn't know if it was three years or thirty years.
I asked again, did you find someone to cover the things on the wall before
Old Qiu nodded.
I was overjoyed, since he covered it, he must know what was on the wall, and maybe he could ask why he covered the wall.
Seeing the paper on the table, I quickly handed it to Lao Qiu, asking him to draw or write down the things on the wall.
Lao Qiu looked at me puzzled, then picked up a pen and began to draw on the paper.
Lao Qiu obviously has no artistic talent, and his paintings are very simple. After I finished the drawing, I saw that it was nothing more than drawing something on paper with a ballpoint pen, which was said to be a rhombus, not a rhombus, or an ellipse, but not an ellipse.
I handed the paper to Lao Qiu again and said, can you write? You just write it down.
This time Lao Qiu shook his head with an apologetic expression.
I took the painting and thought about it, but I still couldn't guess what it was. I had no choice but to pass it to Bai Kai.
Bai Kai took the painting and didn't look directly at it. Instead, he asked Lao Qiu out of the blue, you can't write, why are there so many papers on the table
Lao Qiu was taken aback by the question, and his complexion instantly turned ugly.
I saw Bai Kai staring at Lao Qiu's eyes, and couldn't help clenching his fists. Damn, if Lao Qiu is really pretending to be deaf and dumb and acting with us, Bai Kai is obviously trying to expose him so bluntly. It's on.
However, Lao Qiu's expression quickly receded, and he drew something similar to a stick figure on the paper with a pen.
There is a big house behind, and there is another stickman lying in the house.
Lao Qiu held up the drawn paper, pointed at the stick figure inside, and pointed at himself.
Bai Kai sighed and said, you mean there is another person here? Is this paper used by him? Where is he? You call him out and say that Mr. Jiang, who took over the house, is here.
Unexpectedly, Lao Qiu quickly waved his hand, and quickly picked up a pen to draw a crescent moon on top of the standing stickman's head.
Bai Kai asked, does that person come at night
Seeing Lao Qiu nod his head this time, Bai Kai asked again, does that person always come when you are sleeping
Lao Qiu was so excited that he almost didn't stand up and pointed at the table several times.
Seeing this, Bai Kai thought for a while, and said I understand, every time you fall asleep, that person will appear and leave you an order on paper
I didn't want to interrupt by myself, but when I heard this sentence, I felt a chill down my back.
I couldn't help but ask, have you never seen that person before? I just know he has been here, right
Lao Qiu still nodded.
Now I have even less confidence in this house. Damn it comes in the middle of the night, who knows if it's a human or a ghost.
I dragged Bai Kai outside and asked him in a low voice, do you think Lao Qiu's words are reliable
Bai Kai said disdainfully, at present, it seems that the old man does not seem to be able to send emails. He must have a boss or behind-the-scenes instructions. Let's meet his boss for a while. Anyway, you are Mr. Jiang, so you can negotiate.
I immediately expressed my disapproval, and the fuck is asking me to have the surgery again. I advised Bai Kai, why don't we go back first, anyway, we have a long time to come, and it won't be too late to come back when we are fully prepared.
Bai Kai disagreed, saying that the target had been exposed this time, and it would be easier to be attacked by someone if he went back like this. I can only adapt to the situation and see if anyone comes at night.
To be honest, it is more difficult to watch the night in this warehouse than in the house.
I'm not scared, it's just that it's too cold here. The old Qiu's room was very small, and it was already very difficult for three people to sit, let alone sleep. I regret that I didn't prepare a sleeping bag or something beforehand. That way at least I can resist it.
At this time, let alone it was dark, and it was not even noon. Seeing that there is a lot of time to waste, I am not in a hurry. On the spot, he discussed with Bai Kai the figure on another painting of Lao Qiu.
I think Lao Qiu must have painted too simply, and may have missed important clues.
Bai Kai thinks that the point is not here, the pattern on the wall has been covered, why covering it is the key to the problem.
I thought so, and hurriedly asked Lao Qiu again.
Lao Qiu thought about it this time, and drew another stickman with paper. The stickman was walking around the house this time, but there were several rays of light shining from behind.
But what Lao Qiu wanted to draw might also be the wind, because on paper, he just drew a few lines.
Bai Kai and I looked at the painting, and both were puzzled.
Bai Kai was the first to ask Lao Qiu, can the pattern on the wall emit laser light
Lao Qiu probably didn't even know what a laser was, so he thought about it and shook his head.
Bai Kai suddenly patted his thigh and said, I know, it's his eyes! You feel like someone is staring at you from behind!
I shivered, seeing Lao Qiu nodding, and hurriedly went back to the previous painting.
I see! It's an eye! Draw eyes on the wall!
I tried my best to calm myself down, this is impossible. But now it seems that this painting does look like an eye. It's just closed.
Could it be that this eye will suddenly open when a person turns around? Then spy on your every move
You turn your head and it closes again like it never opened
I told Bai Kai what I thought, and Bai Kai scolded, why the hell are you writing poetry
If it's really an eye, it's not watching the house. Have you forgotten the window
I thought so too, and I thought that the co-author was Tupo? What was there before on the slope? This house is really full of doubts.
I asked Bai Kai if he had enshrined anything on the slope before? That's why so much paper money was burned
Bai Kai thought for a while and said he didn't know. Anyway, it's still a long time, so it's not too late to think about it later. Maybe everything will have an answer at night.
What he said was right, it was already noon now. The two of us came out in a hurry in the morning and didn't even eat anything. We were already hungry. Lao Qiu was very hospitable and prepared lunch for the two of us. Two simple dishes, one stewed with pork vermicelli and one stewed chicken with mushrooms. There are not many dishes, but they are all famous dishes in Northeast China, and they are still very delicious.
During the dinner, Lao Qiu wanted to toast us both, but we didn't dare to drink for fear of delaying things. Lao Qiu just drank a lot on his own, lay down on the bed after eating, and began to take a nap.
Bai Kai and I had nothing to do, so we ran to the previous dirt slope again.
Looking around the scene, the surrounding area can't be called desolate, but there are indeed few people. After smoking two cigarettes, on the way back to the factory, Bai Kai suddenly asked me if I thought Lao Qiu was a little strange.
What he said woke me up. This old Qiu looked kind and sincere, but it always made me feel weird. Before I persuaded myself, it was because I had doubts about this house. Now that Bai Kai said the same thing, I asked him where the blame was.
To put it bluntly, we usually say ten deaf and nine dumb, because the hearing-impaired people, because they cannot accept the sound of the outside world, it is difficult to learn to speak, so they become dumb. And Lao Qiu has no hearing problem, and his tongue is intact, so the fact that he can't speak is itself very suspicious.
Moreover, although Lao Qiu seems to be quite old, there are very few people who can't write now, so I suspect that Lao Qiu is playing with us and pretending to be stupid.
After explaining, Bai Kai instructed, be careful and take precautions.