Daomu Biji

Chapter VII Ghost Tower

Either do n’t do it, or do n’t bother. The next day, I decided on my trip to Golmud.

I've never been there, I asked my friend at a travel agency and asked for directions.The friend told me that because there was no direct flight to Golmud, I had to first fly to Shuangliu, Chengdu, and then transfer.The ticket let him go, even the local hotel can get it.I let him handle it for me, because here I can't say go away, I booked the flight two days later.

This time it wasn't a fight, it was just a stroll around Golmud's urban area, and it didn't take long, so I only brought a few pieces of personal clothes and some cash. In total, a backpack was flat.

The fat man returned to Beijing that day, and I didn't talk about it with him. Since I decided to say no one, then the fat man is no exception.

In the past two days, I greeted Wang Meng and asked him to deal with the things in the shop. My family explained it vaguely and sorted out some relationships. Two days later, I got on the plane.

I slept all the way, and after I arrived in Chengdu Shuangliu, I slept very comfortably. Fei Golmud spent several hours thinking about things on the plane.I arrived at Golmud City, known as the "Plateau Inn", at more than eight o'clock that night.

This is a legendary city. Golmud means “place with dense rivers” in Tibetan. Although all the Gobi flew all the way, it is possible to imagine the appearance of the city at that time.The information I read on the plane said that this city was a city where General Mu Shengzhong, the "father of the Qinghai-Tibet Highway," had tied the tents of the road repairers on the Qinghai-Tibet Highway.The city is only 50 years old, and it was very prosperous in its early years. Now, its status has gradually been replaced by Lhasa, and the whole city is in an awkward position.

After getting off the plane, I was very embarrassed. I had a plateau reaction and immediately fainted for two or three seconds at the exit of the airport. The feeling is not like the exhausted coma when I was in Qinling, but a world away. The feeling of you going away, all the scenery turned black from the side, and then I fell down.Fortunately, I woke up immediately after two or three seconds, at this time I was already lying on the ground.What's even more embarrassing is that when I was buying medicine, I realized that I was now on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. I was not familiar with the geography of China. I didn't even know that Golmud was on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau!The drug dealer thought I was on the wrong plane.

I drank Wu Mao and a bowl of Tibetan tea from the roadside Tibetan tea stall and ate the medicine. I settled in the hotel that my friend arranged for me. , Take out that address and let the driver take me over.

However, after looking at the address, the driver shook his head and said that the place was a small alley, and the car could not drive in. The area was full of old houses and the road was very narrow. He could take me to the neighborhood of that generation, and then go in, I had to go in and ask people.

As soon as I heard it, I let him drive, and after a while, I came to the old city.

The driver told me that Golmud is a newly built city. The roads are generally very wide. The old city was expanded countless times, but there are such small places everywhere. Because of the embarrassing location, it has been left.Most of these bungalows were built in the 1960s and 1970s, and there are illegal buildings everywhere. My address is one of the alleys.

I got out of the car, it was already the end of the dusk, dark and dark, with a little sunset.I looked up and saw only a long row of black tiled buildings in the backlight. Here are all the tube buildings built in the 1960s and 1970s. At this time, the old town looked very mysterious.

I walked in and looked around, and I found that it can't actually be called a district anymore. It's just a few old streets that remain after the city's expansion. These buildings have no cultural relics value, and they don't have regular maintenance. They seem a bit shaky. It must have been in the world soon.And there are not many people in the old city. I saw few hair salons. They walked between the houses. The old wires in the old house, dark and mixed with the lights in the hair salon, felt quite strange.

I walked inside for about two hours, walking around, and the lady in the hair salon thought I was guilty and guilty, and opened the door and smiled at me.However, as the taxi driver said, the layout inside is too confusing. Many alleys are separated by illegal buildings. There are no street signs and it is useless to ask people. A few migrant workers who pass by smile with kindness. Shaking his head, it probably means that they don't know where this place is.

I couldn't find a place with an address. This was the first time I encountered this kind of thing. I walked and smiled bitterly, feeling that things are changing.When he was dizzy and turned around, he was riding a yellow-top tricycle in the back. The driver asked me if I wanted to get in the car?I was tired too, so I sat and let him take me around.

The coachman is of Han nationality, and he came from the south in about early years. I heard that I had a southern accent, and I talked a lot. I told him that he was from northern Jiangsu. His surname is Yang, and his name is Yang.I have been walking here for three rounds for twelve years, and asked me where I want to play. He knows high-end, low-end, Han, Tibetan, and Uyghur girls. The full set will give me a 20% discount, if not Well, he has become a tourist, Golmud has no places of interest, but he has familiar scenery with the surrounding Gobi.

I was so funny in my heart that if your dad gave you another three-character name, you would be able to change the name to Hengyuanxiang, but when he said this, I moved my heart. I thought these coachmen were here for many years, the street Most of the alleys are familiar with the chest, why don't I ask a few more words, maybe I can know something from his mouth.

So he showed him the address and asked him if he knew the place.

I didn't have much hope, but as soon as I finished speaking, Heng Yuanxiang nodded and said that he stepped on it. After a while, he rode on a very remote road.

There are old houses on both sides of the road. There are almost no pedestrians under the dim street lights. When he stopped, I was really scared and seemed to be hijacked.He smiled straight when he saw me, and said to me that the place I was looking for had arrived.

I looked up and saw that it was a three-story building with a patio. Under the street lights, the building was dark. I could only see the outer wall, and there seemed to be no one inside.The whole house is haunting.

I was dumbfounded and asked the driver what the hell was this place?He said: This is the sanitarium of the PLA in the 1960s, which has been abandoned for a long time.

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I got out of the car and paid for it. At the door, I matched the already obscured house numbers and found that the address on the note was indeed here.There was a little hair in my heart.The heart said that this is not the kind of uninhabited ghost building we often went to explore when we were children. How could anyone let me come to such a place?There are people living inside?

The driver was still counting the change I gave him, so I turned around and asked him, who is living here?

The coachman shook his head and said that he did not know. He only knew that the nursing home was built in the 1960s.Golmud is a military city with many officers. Leaders of many countries often come to inspect. This sanitarium was for the leaders of the time. In the mid-1980s, the sanitarium was removed, and it was changed into a theater building, so he also visited .There were just a few places in Hedong and Hexi at that time. I was lucky enough to meet him. If other tricycle drivers from the north could not find this place for safekeeping.

I heard doubts and doubts. After the driver left, I was left alone on the whole street. I looked left and right. It was dark. Only there was a dim street lamp in front of the door of this building. I was a little scared. The ancient tombs went down in the middle of the night. The old house was afraid of something and then pushed the door.

There is a wall outside the building. The wall door is an arched red wooden door. There is no knocker. I pushed it a few times and found that there was an iron chain behind the door. The door could not be opened. However, this obstacle could not help me.I looked around and came under the lamppost, climbed up a few times, and over the fence.This is a trick trick when I was a kid, it seems that it has not fallen.

The yard inside was full of weeds, jumped down, you can know the blue bricks laying underneath, but the gap is full of grass, there is a tree in the yard, dead, leaning on the side of the courtyard wall.

When I walked to the front of the building, I opened the lighter and took a photo. Only then did I understand its run-down. It was a carved window door, but it was all pulled down. There were spider webs in every direction. Seal.

I opened a window and crawled in carefully. It was covered with blue bricks and a thick layer of ash. There was a lobby directly behind the door. There was nothing. It seemed to be empty.I lifted the lighter, turned around carefully, and found it a bit familiar, and then came down after cold sweat.

This lobby is the place where "I" crawls on the ground in Aning's videotape.

It's the right place, I said to myself.I stood in the videotape and looked at it from the angle of the video recorder. The blue bricks and the carved windows had exactly the same angle. I became more and more sure about my thoughts.A fear and excitement came out of my heart at the same time.

Continue to go in, there is a revolving wooden staircase on the left side of the lobby, very simple kind, but somehow it is revolving, leading to the second floor.I crept over and looked upstairs, only to see the darkness above the stairs, and there was no light.

I took out the key in my pocket, 306, which should be on the third floor.

This is somewhat different. I lowered my head and took photos of the stairs of the stairs, and found that the pedals were covered with thick dust, but in the dust, some footprints could be seen. Obviously someone still walked here.

I gently placed my foot on the pedal and stepped on it, making a creaking sound, but it should be able to bear my weight, and I clenched my teeth and walked up carefully.

The black upstairs, coupled with the kind of "creaking" sound of wood rubbing, made me feel a little panic, but here is not as good as the tomb, and my nerves can withstand it.

Going all the way up to the second floor, I found that the aisle entrance on the second floor was sealed with cement. There was no door, but the entire seal was dead. According to the space downstairs, there should be several rooms behind the cement wall. It seemed to be isolated, and the cement workers were rough.

I felt a bit strange when I touched the wall. Is there a problem with the structure of this house? Is it reinforced here?

But it ’s strange and useless. At this time, I did n’t have any extra energy to consider these issues. I continued to go up to the third floor. What I saw was a dark corridor with rooms on both sides.But there was no light under all the doors. There should be no one, and there was an unpleasant moldy smell in the air.

I calmed down, carefully walked into the corridor, bypassed the spider webs, and saw the door numbers of the rooms covered with dust paint. I read it all the way, and I felt a bit like the protagonist in those European and American suspense films .Soon, I came to the door next to the penultimate room in the corridor. I lifted the hot lighter and took a picture of the door. I saw a very shallow door number: 306 on the lintel.

At that moment, I started to knock on the door, and thought it was funny, so he hesitated at the door and took out the key.Inserted into the keyhole of the door, and then rotated, with a "click", the door was easily pushed in by the sharp friction of the door shaft.

The room is not big, the inside is very dark, and the smell of mildew is even heavier. First, look in the probe through the door crack and find that there may be a window on one side of the room. profile.There seemed to be a lot of furniture on the wall in the room, and it was indistinguishable from the shadows formed by the street lights outside.

I took a deep breath, walked in carefully, and lifted the lighter that was already hot. Under the weak light, everything around was clear.

This is a person ’s bedroom. I saw a small bed in the corner. The smell of mildew came from this bed. When I got closer, I found that the quilt on the bed had rotted into black. The smell was extremely bad. The quilt Bulging, at first glance I thought it was wrapped in a dead person, but a closer look revealed that it was just the shape of the quilt.

On the side of the bed, there is a writing desk, an old wooden desk similar to that of elementary school. There are some garbage, cloth, some pieces of waste paper and some white lime blocks falling from the roof, all covered with thick Gray.

On the edge of the desk is a large cabinet, three or four meters wide, which is taller than me. The wood on it is probably due to expansion due to moisture, and the door panels are cracked. Looking up, you can see the top of the cabinet. There is a lot of coal spots and water stains at the junction of the roof and the wall. Obviously there will be water leakage on rainy days.

This place seems to have been deserted for a long time. This kind of ruin should be more than five years old, but although the house is old, it is just an ordinary old one. What did the person who sent the video tape hooked me over to do?What information does he want me to get in this house?

At this time, the uneasy mood gradually calmed down as I adapted to the environment. I placed the lighter on the table, first I began to rummage the drawers of the wooden writing desk, and pulled them out one by one. But the inside is basically empty. There are two drawers on the old newspaper, and they are all moldy. I dare not touch them.

Not in the drawer, is it the bed?I walked to the edge of the bed and looked at the bottom of the bed. It was full of spider webs and nothing. Then I took a drawer to the side and used it as a tool to remove the quilt from the mattress. I drove to see if something was wrapped in it, but after a few strokes, there was black sticky water in the quilt, and there were insects in it. The musty smell was skyrocketing. I was almost disgusted.

It was difficult to get the quilt to the ground, but I didn't find anything. In fact, I dialed a few times and realized that there would be nothing in it, who would hide it in such a disgusting place.

There are no two places, so only the big cabinet is left, but the cabinet has a lock. Although the door of the cabinet is cracked, it still takes some effort to open the cabinet, and it is impossible without tools.

I didn't have anything on hand, so I had to find it locally, and finally found something on the window sill.Those are old-fashioned window bolts that can be pulled out. Although they are rusty, the old-fashioned bolts are solid and sturdy.I pulled out one and used it as a pry bar to insert into the cracks in the cracked door panels. The pry was so large that I could reach in with my fingers, and then put one foot against the side, and put my hand into the slit, using force Break out.The door panel made a terrible friction sound, and it pulled me up, and then made a cracking burst. The whole panel broke like this, the dust on the door splashed, and I couldn't open it. eye.

The building was quite quiet. These movements sounded very frightening to me. When the door broke, the harsh sound scared me into a cold sweat. It took a long time to slow down. Then I picked up the lighter and took a picture in the cabinet.

I have nothing to prejudge about the cabinet. I feel that the biggest possibility is that there is nothing, so I didn't make too much psychological preparation. However, I was taken aback by the photo.

There was indeed nothing in the cabinet, it was empty, but the bottom plate of the cabinet against the wall had disappeared, exposing the concrete wall covered by the cabinet, and on the concrete wall, there was a black, secluded half-height doorway, There is a cement ladder down, I don't know where it leads.