Qimen Dunjia

Chapter 1 Introduction
"mom!--"
With a scream, he fell to the ground and died.

Beijing.

The alleys are criss-crossed, long and short, wide and narrow.

In the area of ​​Shaoyaodi, there is a special alley, which turns nine corners, but ends in a dead end.It's kind of like life.

Neighbors call it a "dead end".

A few years ago, the dead end was opened.In this way, it is different from life. Can a person be resurrected after death?
Walking past the dead end is the Shaoyaodi Vegetable Market, which is very large, bargaining and noisy all day long.Mixed with the rusticity of vegetables, the aroma of fruits, the fishy smell of aquatic products, and the bloody smell of meat.

However, people still habitually call it a dead end.

The dead alley is long, narrow and quiet.

Gray walls and gray tiles seem a little deserted.Vermilion's door was tightly closed, and few pedestrians passed by.Some pigeons cooed on the roof, and suddenly hula-la flew into the sky.

Two years ago, at 2005:6 p.m. on June 29, 24, on May 23 of the lunar calendar, on the day of Jiashen in the Renwu month of the Yiyou year, a female worker came home from the night shift. When she passed a dead end, it was pouring heavy rain.A thunderstorm suddenly exploded in the sky, she fell off the bicycle and was struck dead by the lightning at the fifth corner.The husband couldn't wait to return to his wife, so he went out to look for it, and saw a charred corpse in a dead end, with his back up, his legs and arms bent, like someone who had been burned to death.He didn't recognize who this person was, but he knew the bicycle, and he fell down and sat in the rain, with his arms stretched to the sky, crying loudly: "My God, why did you choose her..."
The terrain of the dead end is not high, and there are bungalows on both sides, and there are no tall buildings nearby, not even a tree.This female worker was wearing a poncho and didn't hold an umbrella. Why was she struck by lightning?

At 8:11 p.m. on August 03 of the same year, the seventh day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, the time of Jiashen month Dingmao Rishen in Yiyou year, the rain became heavier and heavier, and an old man who repaired shoes had to call it a day and go home.Thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, and every house closed its doors.The old man was carrying the toolbox on his back and was walking forward slowly in the dead end. Suddenly, a flash of lightning fell from the sky, and the old man fell to the ground before he could scream.He was also facing the sky on his back, with his legs and arms bent, his whole body was black...

This old man has no children, and no one is crying and questioning God.

The place where the old man was hacked to death was also the fifth corner.

The city of Beijing is too big, the houses are like a sea, and the alleys are like a net.Two mine explosions, in the same alley, in the same place, killed two people one after the other in two months, the chance of this coincidence is one in a billion.

The media has reported this anecdote.

Two lightning experts from the Meteorological Bureau specially inspected this place. At first, they thought that there were metal deposits underground in this alley.However, after exploration, ruled out this speculation.Until the end, they didn't discover any mystery, so they had to let it go.

Later, when it was rainy, the dead end was rarely seen.Even on a sunny day, when everyone walked to the fifth corner, they felt lumpy in their hearts.Everyone said that the reason why two innocent people were hacked to death one after another in this alley was because of the unlucky name.

Who can blame this?
The official name of this alley is now: Tongda Hutong.The Office of Place Names was established three years ago.However, just like everyone in my hometown town calls me Tuesday, but no one calls me Zhou Dedong, if you ask the residents of Dead Alley where Tongda Alley is, half of them will probably scratch their heads and say they don’t know.

Later, there was a legend that in the middle of the night, someone passed a dead end, and at the fifth turning, he saw a man with lightning all over his body, with his legs bent and his arms bent, wandering around in a strange way.He was still muttering happily: I won the lottery, I won the lottery... This is the interpretation of ordinary people, it is not credible.

In 2006, the cul-de-sac was safe and sound.

On April 2007, 4, the seventh day of the third month of the lunar calendar, Dinghai Day in the Jiachen month of the Dinghai Year.

Sangya went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.

On this day, her sweetheart, Lou Xiaolou, celebrates his birthday, and she wants to cook a sumptuous dinner for him to celebrate his birthday.

For this reason, she did not go to school today.She came to Beijing last September and is a freshman student at the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.Her family lives in a small city called Huadu, thousands of miles away in the south of Beijing.She is 9 years old this year and belongs to the horse.

This girl's face is not pretty, but she is tall and has a quiet temperament.Today she is wearing a pair of blue jeans, a white T-shirt, and a student head, simple and simple.Generally speaking, only girls who add on the inside will constantly subtract on the outside.When you pass her by, if she looks up by chance, and you see her calm eyes, you will know that this girl cannot be underestimated.

She lives in the Haohong Community in the Shaoyaodi area.Come out from the south gate and walk across the overpass, which is the dead end.Through the dead end about 1000 meters, you can walk to Shaoyaodi Vegetable Market.In fact, when you go out from the north gate of Haohong Community, there is a non-staple food market across the road. There are vegetables, fruits, meat, eggs, everything, but the price is relatively expensive. Therefore, Sangya now goes to Shaoyaodicai in the south. market to purchase.

Lou Xiaolou called in the morning and said that in the evening, after school, Sangya would pick her up for dinner at "our house" on Sanlitun South Street.Sangya agreed on the surface, but secretly got busy.She wanted to surprise Lou Xiaolou.This girl has never liked to express anything verbally.

She is going to cook a table of her hometown dishes: Bangbang chicken, rock sugar elbow, dry-roasted rock carp, crispy pork slices, clear stewed oxtail soup, Lai glutinous rice balls...

The sky was overcast, and the rain was falling.Holding a red umbrella, she walked out of the community, passed the overpass, and entered the dead end.

There is no one in the alley, just like an empty alley with no one inhabited.Thousands of raindrops, ten thousand rain lines, hit the ground and bloomed thousands of rain flowers.

Sangya passed the old gate and old pier in the alley, and when she walked through the fourth bend, she looked up at the sky.She didn't know that two people were hacked to death one after the other in this place.The dark clouds weighed on the top of the head, like a huge face, staring at the world.Expressionless, God's will is unpredictable.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and there is only the sound of water all over the world.

When she arrived at the vegetable market, Lei ran back and forth in the thick dark clouds, as if he was looking for someone in the world.

The vegetable market was empty, and she was the only customer.Most of the stall owners have gone home, and some of the remaining stall owners are huddled in their bunks, some are chatting, some are playing cards.

Sang Ya bought so many vegetables that she could barely carry them.

She had just left the vegetable market when she suddenly remembered that she hadn't taken the bundle of green onions she bought just now, so she went back.Without this bundle of scallions, everything that followed could have changed.Back at the stall, the hawker handed her the bunch of green onions in a plastic bag without waiting for her to speak. She thanked the stall owner and left.

The dark clouds were getting lower and lower, the sky and the earth were extremely dark, and the sky seemed to be getting dark.Suddenly, a flash of lightning tore apart the dark sky from east to west, just like a huge camera flashing, so all the creatures in this city were captured in a mysterious film.Then, there was a loud thunder, which seemed to explode on top of Sangya's head, and the whole city trembled.Sangya's arm holding the umbrella went numb.Startled, she started to run.

As she was walking, her cell phone text message rang.She clamped the umbrella around her neck, freed one hand, took out her mobile phone, opened the text message and checked, it was from Lou Xiaolou:
Sangya, where are you?It's raining, stay in school and don't run around, especially don't go to that dead-end street.The year before last, two people were struck by lightning at the fifth corner!Lou Xiaolou.

Sang Ya looked up and looked forward, then looked back, where she is standing now is the fifth corner!
Still no one in the dead end.

Sensitively, she raised her head and looked up to the sky. She didn't know what she saw. Her eyes widened and she yelled, "Mom!" She fell to the ground in one fell swoop.

A young female student turned into a charred black corpse in an instant.

The vegetables were scattered all over the place, all burnt.There was only one handle left of the umbrella, which was black and twisted, like a weapon unearthed from an ancient tomb.

Like the previous two unfortunates, her legs were bent, her arms were bent, and her black eyes seemed to be staring at something in the sky in horror.

The moment is nine past four.

A third person was killed by lightning in a cul-de-sac.

The next day, the thunder and lightning experts came again. They investigated and went back.There is nothing they can do.On rainy days, if lightning experts walk outdoors, they may also be struck by lightning.God doesn't care if you're a president or a commoner, whether you're a good guy or a bad guy, whether you're a lightning expert or a shoe repairer.

I don't know where the interference came from. The media did not report the lightning strike this time.

After Sangya died, some residents in the dead end moved out one after another, and they rented the house to people from other places who came to Beijing.These tenants lived for a period of time, and heard rumors of three lightning strikes one after another. Many people would rather not check out the rent and move out.

Dead ends are getting less and less popular.Some grass sticks out from the cracks in the corner bricks, growing higher and higher.Some wild insects also breed one after another, crawling out one after another, swaggering through the dead-end alleys.

If you come to Beijing, in clear weather, I can take you to visit this weird dead end.It is not too far from the editorial department of "Youth Digest Color Edition" where I work now.

(End of this chapter)