Chapter 340: The Dark Side of the Backlight in the City
According to the address Fu Jie left for me, Lu Xiaohong and I took a taxi to an abandoned factory area in Jiangyang.
The factory area is very large. It is said that it was a steel factory a long time ago. It was once the largest enterprise in Jiangzhou City. However, after the steel factory went bankrupt, it gradually turned into a slum area far away from the city center.
Most of the people living here are old steel factory workers and some of their family members.
The factories and residential buildings from those days are still there, and the tall chimneys that stood there have long lost their former majesty. After 20 to 30 years of wind and rain and disrepair, the cement layer outside has long been mottled and looks decadent and desolate.
Walking along the already bumpy concrete road, as far as the eye can see, there are rows of red brick houses. Maybe they were very grand houses back then, but now they seem to be completely out of touch with the prosperous Jiangzhou and have become a city.
The dark side of the backlight.
The air in the early morning should be the clearest and cleanest, because dirt will disappear before the sun comes up, but in this place, I feel a faint air of death and yin.
This smell was very similar to the smell in the courtyard of the villa where Qi Yue once locked me up, but it was much lighter.
I talked to Lu Xiaohong while walking and told him the reason for coming to this place.
From time to time, you can see children playing and having fun, and occasionally you can see shirtless men standing at the door of the house gargling.
Without exception, both the children and the men were skinny and emaciated, with a faint black air covering their foreheads.
There is something wrong with this place.
After Lu Xiaohong and I looked at each other, we both quickened our pace.
Fu Jie once said that grandma is the only one left in the family. If there is a problem in this place, the old man's current situation may be a bit dangerous.
After walking around and around to the third area written on the address, Lu Xiaohong and I frowned at the same time.#@$&
Compared with the atmosphere outside, it seems turbid and colder here. Even under the early morning sunshine, the sky seems to be covered with a thick layer of haze, making it look gray.
The breath of living people was almost completely suppressed by the thick breath of death.
Looking at the mottled house numbers one after another, we stopped in front of a small tiled house. The door was closed, and we didn't know if anyone was inside.
I raised my hand and knocked on the door, but there was no movement in the room.
But the feeling on my fingertips told me that there were still a few traces of living people in the room.%&(&
Feeling a little anxious, I couldn't help but knock harder, and the door panel made a "dong-dong" sound, which seemed a bit harsh in this relatively quiet place.
There was a violent coughing sound from the room next door, and then the door next door opened.
An old man with gray hair poked his head out of the house.
"Girl, are you looking for someone?" The old man looked at me and Lu Xiaohong up and down and asked.
"Well, let's find Grandma Fu. Dad, can you call her for us?" I said to the old man.
The old man's forehead is the same as those of the people we saw before, and the forehead is also covered with black energy, but it is more intense than those people.
A heavy Yin Qi can also be seen on his body. The strange thing is that the Yin Qi does not seem to be contaminated by something dirty, but rather seems to come from the body. To be precise, this old man has
The yin energy seems to be that he was originally a dead person, but he is obviously alive again, and there is still a faint yang energy in his body.
This is a very strange phenomenon.
"Sister Fu -" the old man said, bowing his body and coughing violently again, hunched over and covering his heart, looking very painful.
I thought about it, walked over, directed the hot energy to my fingertips, raised my hand and drew a rune on his back, and patted his back gently into his body.
The effect was pretty good, the Yin Qi in his body dissipated a lot, and the Yang Qi was obviously much stronger.
"Thank you, little girl!" the old man stopped coughing, stood up straight, and said, stroking his heart.
As he spoke, he looked at Grandma Fu's door and said, "I don't know if Sister Fu is in the house or not. I haven't seen her go out for two days."
"Grandma Fu should still be in the house!" I said firmly, "Can you shout for us?"
"She's still in the house. Could it be that she's sick? This morning I was still thinking about opening the door and going in to take a look. It seems that Sister Fu doesn't have any relatives anymore. Her only grandson is also... Oh, what a poor person!"
As he said that, he turned around and walked into the house, saying as he walked: "Wait a minute, I'll go in and get the key for you. Sister Fu is old and confused, so I specially saved a key for her."
"Okay, thank you!" I said.
After a while, the old man came out of the house again, holding a key wrapped in wool.
Thinking about what the old man just said, I asked worriedly: "Dad, Grandma Fu knows that Fu Jie has..."
"Last August, many people came from Longcheng and told them about Xiaojie's sacrifice." The old man sighed and said, "I also brought a lot of things to Sister Fu. At the end of last year, those people came again.
Once, I arranged a house for Sister Fu in Jiangyang Chengzhong Village. It is said that the furniture has been arranged, but Sister Fu refused to go, saying that she wanted to wait for Xiaojie here, fearing that Xiaojie would not be able to find her when he came back."
I didn't quite understand what I heard, so I asked, "Dad, didn't you just say that those people had said something about Fu Jie, so why were they unwilling to move?"
"Sister Fu has been a little confused since March last year. She always forgets things you just told her. She will forget them just as soon as you turn around. When those people left that day, Sister Fu was still cheerful.
I want to give it to others so that they can play with Xiaojie at home. But this is also a good thing, otherwise if she remembers that Xiaojie is no longer here, I don’t know how uncomfortable she will be." The old man shook his head as he spoke and opened the door.
The door of the house.
A strong yin energy hit my face. Even in the summer, it made people feel extremely cold. Goosebumps instantly appeared on my arms wearing short sleeves.
"Why is it so cold?" the old man said, leading Lu Xiaohong and I into the house.
There are two rooms in total. The outer room is a living room. There is a small door on the left, which looks like a small kitchen. There is also a door on the right, which is a bathroom.
Walking further inside, there is the bedroom. There is an old-fashioned red-painted wardrobe and two large red-painted wooden boxes. There is a writing desk by the window against the wall. On the writing desk is a photo of Fu Jie wearing a jun outfit. He grinned and showed his white lips.
Teeth, smile bright and sunny.
Against the wall opposite the desk is a bed. The bed is piled with quilts, and half of his wrinkled face is exposed under the quilt.
The person in the quilt was motionless, and his whole body was wrapped in Yin Qi.
The whole house smelled of decay from inside to outside.
"Oh, Sister Fu is really in the room!" The old man walked to the bed, stretched out his hand and then retracted it, turned to look at me and Lu Xiaohong and said hesitantly: "Well, Sister Fu is not already...