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It was fine just now, why did it suddenly get 404?

I refreshed several times and the screen was still blank.

"Maybe I'm wrong, but it's true that there is an old mansion over there, right, bro?"

"Yes." The boss nodded.

"Then can you tell me about the situation in my old mansion?"

The boss looked up at me and said, "Brother, why are you asking about an abandoned house?"

Faced with this question, I knew it was time to use my usual routine.

"Brother, to tell you the truth, I am actually a horror novelist who specializes in collecting materials from all over the city. I heard that there is a haunted old mansion nearby."

After some nonsense, the boss was dubious.

"There is one in my old mansion. I don't know how it is haunted. No one has lived in that house since I can remember."

I asked reluctantly: "Has anyone heard or seen anything strange around here?"

The boss thought for a while and said, "I really haven't noticed it. It's like there used to be an old man begging for food. He slept there at night and shouted for help."

"A beggar? Is he still there?"

"I'm not sure about this. The beggars are running around here and there all day long. How can there be a fixed place? Even if there is someone there now, it may not be the same one as before."

After the boss finished speaking, he lowered his head and began to sort out the products on the counter.

When I saw it, I couldn't ask anything else, so I thanked him and left the canteen.

After walking around here and asking around the shops and residents, it can be said that everyone has the same impression of the old mansion.

An old, uninhabited house in ruins.

No one knew that the old mansion had been transformed into a secret room escape.

When I returned to the outside of the Black Mansion, this three-story small foreign-style building was clearly standing on the ground.

Why, no one else can see it?

Moreover, the webpage suddenly disappeared.

I frowned.

Could it be that this old mansion is just like the Ranshi deposit company and not everyone can see it?

No wonder, there is no purchase record.

I shook my head.

The door is still closed, and there is no sign at the door. I don't know when it will open for business, so it's not a problem to stand here all the time.

I walked outside, planning to find a teahouse to sit and kill time.

When passing by Mrs. Ge's house, I happened to see her tremblingly walking down the narrow stairs carrying a plastic bucket.

Mrs. Ge was not short originally, but she was too thin and her back was stooped, which made her appear unusually short.

The clothes on his body were also washed and lost their original color. Carrying the bucket, he walked outside step by step with difficulty.

Having experienced her temper, I didn't go up and ask for trouble again.

Mrs. Ge slowly walked out of the demolition area, took a familiar turn, found a place with a faucet, and took half a bucket of water.

Then, he picked it up with difficulty and walked back with difficulty.

I suddenly remembered that the demolition area had been cut off from water and electricity.

Needless to say, the hardships of living in this kind of environment in the city.

Mrs. Ge's gray hair trembled in the wind, and every step she took while carrying the bucket was extremely difficult for her.

She seemed to be bent over by this heavy burden, and her eyes were dull.

No one came forward to help. She walked slowly alone, as if she was used to it.

Looking at her pitiful look, I sighed, but still couldn't help it, walked over and took the bucket from her hand.

"you"

Before Mrs. Ge could speak, I carried the bucket back to the faucet and filled the entire bucket with water.

Then, carrying a bucket full of water, he quickly walked to her house and placed the bucket at the door.

When they went downstairs, Mrs. Ge was out of breath and chased her to the street.

"Granny Ge, water is left at the door for you."

Facing her angry and confused look, I just nodded to her and left quickly.

I found another teahouse on a nearby street and sat there from morning to afternoon, ordering takeout for lunch.

During this period, I also took a nap on the sofa.

The rest of the time was spent checking out technical posts related to escape rooms.

Although I don’t know whether it will be useful or not, knowing more about something is better than doing nothing.

Dusk is coming.

I felt it was almost time, so I paid and went downstairs.

After having dinner nearby, I headed towards the Black Mansion.

The sky slowly darkens.

The whole city lights up.

Although the old city is not as prosperous as the new district, it is only as lively as the market.

Except, except for the demolition area.

The demolition area was dark, surrounded by tattered isolation fences, and filled with construction debris.

I slowly passed through it.

The season has entered autumn, the weather has turned cooler, and the temperature difference between morning and evening has become larger.

In the evening, I have to put on my coat.

The night wind brought with it the stench of garbage and rolled up the plastic bags on the ground.

Making this area even more desolate.

The abandoned house is like a dead body, with dark windows like silent open mouths.

The black mansion is behind this old house, blending into the night, making it even harder to spot.

In the entire area, there was only a faint light from one window.

Passing by Mrs. Ge's house, I couldn't help but look up.

In the dim window, her rickety figure was vaguely reflected.

A stubborn old lady is waiting alone for the return of her missing daughter.

Waiting for more than thirty years.

I shook my head and continued walking forward.

"Woof woof woof!"

At this moment, a scrawny dog ​​suddenly jumped out of the darkness and barked at me.

“A good dog stays out of the way, get out of the way!”

I paused and frowned.

This dog is very dirty and its fur is tangled. It must be a stray dog.

"Woof woof woof! Woof woof woof!"

The dog still grinned.

It is simply a matter of life and death.

I picked up the black umbrella impatiently.

Boom!

"Get out of here, you damn beast! If you keep barking downstairs every day, sooner or later the dog squad will be called to beat you to death!"

A shoe fell from the building next to me.

Accompanied by the old woman's curses, the stray dog ​​was so frightened that it curled up its tail and ran away.

I looked up and saw Mrs. Ge standing on the balcony, holding another shoe in her hand.

"Thanks"

Before she could say any words of gratitude, the old woman turned around and went back.

After a while, she walked down the stairs, picked up the shoe that had been knocked off, and walked back without saying a word.

"Grandma Ge, thank you."

Mrs. Ge turned a deaf ear and walked until she reached the stairs before suddenly stopping.

He tilted his head slightly and said to me: "Don't go back there, there are a lot of dirty things, and you may be heartbroken."

My heart moved and I quickly chased after him.

"Grandma Ge, what do you mean? Can you make it clearer?"

"Leave me alone! Who told you to mind your own business during the day? I have to return this favor to you, otherwise I wouldn't be too lazy to care about you people's bad affairs." Mrs. Ge said impatiently.

"We people? Who else?"

"I really don't know what you young people are thinking. You just want to live a good life, but you are looking for excitement and risk your life. Have you ever thought about your parents?" Mrs. Ge said angrily.

"Granny Ge, do you mean that there are still people like me who want to go to that black mansion?"

I followed Mrs. Ge to the door of her house.

Mrs. Ge didn't close the door, and the flickering light poured out from the crack in the door.

She turned her head and asked with a strange expression: "Do you know what that house was originally used for?"