Daomu Biji Chapter 32: Disabled

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"What do you know, young man? This place was like a graveyard when there were ancestors. I heard that relatives of the emperor and the country were buried there. This is not just me bragging to you. I have grown up here since I was a child. Big, it was fine when I was a kid, but then fewer and fewer people lived here, and they either died or disappeared. Later, people were panicked, and the government didn’t dare to put this land through the bidding process. No, there were still people living here this year. There was a big fire, and the elders said it was because the people here were disrespectful to ghosts and gods, which made the royal relatives underground angry, which caused the fire from the sky, and burned everything. It was so evil. By the way, young man, you What are you doing here if you have nothing to do?"

"Me? What am I doing here? I'm here to go home. I grew up here. Why don't I think there are less people? There are people everywhere. My third uncle lives here. , My grandfather also lived here for a while, what are you talking about?" I was stunned by his question and then said.

The driver suddenly stopped the car. I thought my harsh tone had irritated him, but I didn't expect him to stare at me very calmly, as if there was something written on my face.

"Hey, if I didn't say it, please sit tight and I'll send you... oh no... I'll send you home." The driver said as he picked up and hung it on the rear view mirror. A string of Buddhist beads, I saw that his hands were shaking a little.

The rest of the time can be called lightning speed. Hangzhou's taxis are famous for being fast across the country, but I didn't expect them to be as fast as they were, shuttling through countless alleys and ruins.

When I got off the bus, the driver didn’t even have time to collect my money, so he ran away again. He didn’t even leave me time to think about whether I had left something in the car.

Looking at the smoke and dust all the way, I feel like I encountered a psychopath today.

I used crutches to push open the door. Everyone is fine. It seems that no one has come in since the last time the nurse and I came here.

I ignored the newspapers and debris on the floor, but walked straight towards the bonsai. I squatted with one hand on a crutch and moved a little bit outward. After moving out of an open space in the bonsai area, I Already exhausted, he sat down on the ground.

Staring at the exposed and locked cellar entrance, I knew that with my current strength, legs and feet, there was no way to open it.

However, I seem to have made a new discovery. I saw that there are many ruts on the ground, and they do not start from the cellar, but seem to cross the cellar. There are also ruts on the opposite side of me. Maybe they are what I am looking at now when I sit down. Therefore, following the direction of the rut, at the junction of the bonsai and the wall, I saw that the wall tiles there seemed slightly different from the other wall tiles. Although the color was the same, they were obviously new bricks and could not be more than One year.

I suddenly became interested and climbed up with difficulty with crutches.

Imitating the look of a stuffy oil bottle, I touched each red brick with my hand, and finally felt the difference between the new and old bricks. In fact, this difference can also be noticed with the naked eye. Use a few fingers to grab it hard, and for a while, The bone-chilling pain comes from my fingers. Menyoupin's profession is clearly a technical job. I don't think I can learn it in my lifetime.

I had no choice but to go out again, go around to the yard next door, and use crutches to break the door lock. The yard was also in a dilapidated state. Several wild cats quickly hid when they saw someone coming in. I carefully measured the position corresponding to the wall. Touched it.

Oddly enough, the wall tiles at this end are actually gray bricks.

Is it because the wall is too thick and it takes several layers of bricks to build it?

The top of the wall was more than two meters high. There was nothing I could do with my arms and legs. I turned over and went back to my third uncle’s yard. I used the last bit of strength in my body to stack several bonsais of different sizes along the wall. I pushed it with my hand, but it didn't move, so I climbed up step by step carefully.

Just above the top of the wall, there is a mezzanine about 1 meter wide between the red brick wall and the gray wall. How come there is such a wide mezzanine here? And I never noticed it?

Initially, when I discovered the darkroom in the underground well of my third uncle’s house, I also looked for such a mezzanine in the wall through the darkroom, but the mezzanine was less than one meter wide, but why did this mezzanine never interest me? What about your attention?

I turned around and looked at my third uncle's house, and suddenly I realized that I was studying architecture after all, so the foundation should be smoother. I poured the maximum amount of concrete before the foundation was zero, and then poured in the gray sand with insufficient marking and weight. The wall is tilted to one side at a very small angle. Use gray sand to level the slope. At the same time, paint the house next door with a color with a smaller spectrum value. Then seal the walls on both sides of the gap with cement to seal the courtyard wall. The height should be more than two meters, so that the huge gap between the two courtyards will be difficult to detect with the naked eye.

This is a basic deception in architecture. For example, some houses with two bedrooms and one living room look larger than many houses with three bedrooms and one living room. In fact, they only need to add a mirror to the load-bearing wall and it is done. , if you want to make the area appear larger, then lower the floor height and make a thick suspended ceiling. If the vertical distance is small, the naked eye will mistakenly think that the horizontal area has increased.

Thinking of this, I suddenly understood why the man hiding in the dark room came in and out freely, and when he held me hostage, his escape failed to allow me to trace him at all. In fact, he didn’t run away, he just came out. He jumped out of the doorway and jumped to the mezzanine, then hid or escaped through the back wall.

Hey, when it comes to scheming, he is still very old. Don’t think about the current role of this mezzanine. Even if one day Lei Zi comes to ransack the house, the third uncle will look at the dog skin and jump into the mezzanine from the second floor. Escaped without anyone noticing.

The mezzanine was in a mess. Fallen leaves were scattered all over the ground, mixed with the soil. Due to the long time without sunlight, it was difficult to optically rot. Fortunately, with these wastes, I could clearly see the footprints on the ground, and There are two very clear ruts, but they are obviously smaller than the ruts outside. It seems that they are the cars that backed up at the wall.

Judging from the depth of the ruts sinking into the soil, the weight they carry is about three to four hundred kilograms. Due to my leg injury, I am unable to jump into the mezzanine to observe carefully whether there are any other details.

The wall is very narrow. If my legs and feet are strong, I might be able to walk across it with balance. But now, looking at the crutch in my right hand, I smiled bitterly.

I mustered up the courage and walked towards the other end of the wall. After walking a few steps, I couldn't move anymore. I felt that my left leg was cramping. I thought about what if this **** thing fell, fell to that mezzanine. , more than two meters high. At that time, haha, it was really that the sky was not responding to the sky and the earth was not working.

I turned around with my left foot as the axis, intending to walk back to find my bonsai staircase, but if this person is unlucky, eating sugar cakes can really burn the back of his head. With a stroke of the crutch, my body will naturally tilt towards the right side. , in an instant, there was no room for a lame person like me to find balance, and my body fell down. I tried to grab the wall on the other side with my hands, but the lame person's feet couldn't bear the strength. I fell in a very weird posture. It fell into the mezzanine and landed on the ground. To be precise, it didn't "fall" but was "shot" to the ground.