"Excuse me, is there anyone?"
The voice was flustered and anxious, as if it was really just a lost lamb.
At this moment, Fangzheng showed a person's hesitation, helplessness, anxiety and panic to the fullest, and it was simply unreasonable for the Drama Academy not to accept him.
However, the wooden house was still full of people's voices, noisy and noisy, mixed with incomprehensible dialects, and no one came out to open the door.
It seemed that it was because the house was too noisy, and it was unresolved.
"Is there no one to say anything?"
"So there's no one there?"
Duo! Duo!
Fangzheng talked to himself first, and then tried to step forward to knock on the door lightly, creaking... Unexpectedly, there was no bolt in the wooden door, and a crack was gently pushed open by his fingers. , the light in the room was squeezed by the crack of the door, deformed, and a slender light slightly leaked out.
But when this ray of light shone on the human skin, there was only icy coldness, as if the room was running on a high-power refrigeration air conditioner, there was no temperature, only a faint icy cold.
At this time, the house was still noisy.
It seems that no one has heard the knock on the door, and there is still a lot of noise, and even the sound of the collision of wine bottles, and the sound of chewing meat.
However, the light leaking from behind the crack of the door did not see the flickering lights and shadows of many people walking back and forth and pushing cups and changing cups. Obviously heard the footsteps of many people walking around, but did not see the flickering of people's lights and shadows.
"Hey, since there is no one, I won't bother you for now."
"Bye-Bye."
"According to our country's criminal law, anyone who trespasses on a private house shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not more than three years or 15 days of detention."
Fangzheng actually turned around and left. The wooden house behind him was still noisy.
But in a few seconds!
boom!
The wooden door was pushed open with a bang, and there was a violent loud noise. It was kicked open by someone from the outside. In an instant, the noisy voices heard before, stopped abruptly at the moment the door was kicked open, and disappeared completely. .
The original sound of wine bottles colliding, chomping, chomping, chomping, the harsh friction of chairs moving, and the sound of footsteps going back and forth all disappeared.
Even the light in the room was extinguished, and the five fingers could not be seen in the darkness for an instant.
It was as if the originally calm Pinghu Lake was disturbed, and suddenly returned to a strange silence, lifeless.
It was Fang Zheng, and it was him who went and returned!
At this moment, Fangzheng still maintains the posture of kicking the door with one leg, with his right foot hanging in the air and kicking straight, holding a fierce ghost knife in his hand.
"interesting."
Fangzheng put down his right foot, held the ghost knife in one hand, and turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone in the other, and walked slowly into the wooden house.
In fact, as early as the very beginning, he had already noticed that this wooden house that appeared strangely in the deep mountains and old forests was not at all angry.
But it happened to be full of voices in the night.
Creak...creak...with a flashlight on, Fangzheng walked into the wooden house, his shoes stepped on the wooden boards, making the unique creaking and moaning sound of wood, bang!
The wooden door behind him seemed to be automatically closed by the wind.
Fangzheng turned around and glanced behind the door. The flashlight shone brightly behind the door. There wasn't a woman in white clothes with disheveled hair or a chainsaw murderer hidden there like in the plots of general horror movies.
Just normal emptiness.
Fangzheng turned around again, the layout of the wooden house was very simple, as if it was just a temporary resting place. The dazzling white flashlight seemed to be shining on something reflective on the mirror. Fangzheng took a closer look, and it turned out to be a wooden wall with several photo frames hanging on it.
One, two... three, a total of three photo frames.
There is already a thick layer of dust on the photo frame.
Fangzheng brushed off the dust, and in the first photo frame on the left was a group photo of black and white photos from the 1960s and 1970s. There were eleven people in total, wearing workman's uniforms that were very characteristic of the generation in the 1960s and 1970s.
It's just that half of the photos are already moldy, with black, green and green mold spots, which just cover the upper bodies of these eleven people, and the outside world can no longer identify the identities of these eleven people.
But these people seem to be miners.
Because Fangzheng saw a large number of excavation equipment behind the background of these people.
But it is also possible that it is not a miner, and the appearance of excavation equipment does not necessarily mean that it is mining stone or ore...
Or maybe digging for... something
The second photo is also a black-and-white photo from the 1960s and 1970s. There is only one person in this photo, taller and stronger than the previous eleven people. It seems to be a captain or a foreman. The same photo was damp and moldy, and the face could not be seen clearly.
"It seems that this wooden house should be the resting place for these miners." Fangzheng guessed in his heart.
Then comes the third frame and the last photo.
It's more interesting when you see this photo, which is the creepiest of the three.
The photo is also black and white and monochromatic, only the back of a man is photographed, but the surroundings are dark, thick black, depressing and suffocating deep black, as if the whole body is surrounded by a thick black fog, so that all At the beginning, I couldn't see the dividing line between the man's figure and the darkness clearly, as if the man's back was integrated with the surrounding darkness.
It seems that the photographer was taking a candid shot, and the lens was slightly crooked, and the man in the photo seemed to have noticed the candid shot, and turned his head slightly to the right to look behind him, which happened to be captured by the camera.
When Fangzheng looked at the man with the dark back in the photo, he was surprised. He didn't know if it was because of the angle of the photo frame, or if the camera angle of the sneak shot happened to capture the weirdest angle. He has a real sense of... Sadako is about to crawl out of the movie.
When he looked at the photo, it seemed that he was the one who took the sneak shot.
The man in the photo spotted him and was about to turn his head to look at him.
But the picture is always frozen in this moment.
Forever no more text...
Fangzheng also didn't know if the person who took the sneak shot was found out in the end, and if he was found out, what would happen in the end
However, judging from the three photos in front of me, it seems that they were all taken by the same person. The sneak photographer not only took pictures of the eleven miners, but also took photos of the suspected miner captain, and finally also worked as a sneak photographer.
Fangzheng turned his gaze back to the other two photos.
His eyes are thoughtful.
The noise of a dozen people? Can't understand a dialect
I don't know if it was a coincidence, but it happened to match the number of people on the photo.
These people in the photo seem to be very familiar with the person taking the photo, otherwise they would not have found someone to take a group photo of them.
There is a photo of the miners.
There is a photo of the captain of the miners.
"Since they are familiar people, it means that they may have lived with these miners for a period of time, so here comes the question... There are group photos of miners, solo photos of miner captains, and secret photos of mysterious men. Are these photos simply missing one person?"
"The only thing missing is the person in charge of taking pictures?"
"The person who took the photo, since he is very familiar with these miners, why didn't his photo appear in this wooden house for them to rest? Where did the person in charge of taking the photo go?"
(end of this chapter)