Strange events in the imperial capital

This trip into the water was safe and sound, and both of them came back.But did not complete the task.They failed to find the source of the black water, the flood did not recede immediately, and the missing persons were not found.

The point is that there are no traces of dragons in Suolongjing at all, just like an old abandoned well with a long history.

The iron chain that used to move died back again, like a reptile lying in the water for two days, it is said that it retracted silently and hibernated at the bottom of the well again.The black water is no longer rising, a cordon is still pulled nearby, and the Beixinqiao subway station has been suspended for a month.

Chu Han exported, printed, archived, and made slides the data copied by the eye mask, and tinkered with research at home.

Integrating various sources of information, it is said that the emperor has a family of dragons, the old dragon violated the rules of heaven and was suppressed at the foot of Yuquan Mountain for hundreds of years, and the mother of the dragon was suppressed in the northern suburb of Heilongtan.The dragon gave birth to nine sons, there is one in the imperial well of the Forbidden City, one under Qiongdao in Beihai, one in Suolongjing of Beixinqiao, and several other little dragons.

What made him think hard the most was the dark green rucksack he found in the shaft at the last moment.It is definitely not something for people today, but it was commonly used by soldiers and ordinary people in the 70s and [-]s, and the printing on it is very clear.What is the schoolbag trying to tell them?Moreover, the boy surnamed Fang reacted too strangely at that time.If he didn't stop him, he felt that the man could smash the stone sculpture to get the tattered cloth bag.

Is it the schoolbag left by the unfortunate boy?

Secretary Xiao Yao accompanied him to the scene by car that day, and wentssip in the office every three days when he came back: "Mr. Han, the one with the surname Fang is not the one who is seventy or eighty. I said the young one. Did you see that person again later?"

Chu Han walked out of the office in a suit and leather shoes, and replied coldly: "Better than me?"

Xiao Yao smiled and said, "How can you, boss, you are the most stylish, wearing a diving suit like a spiderman in a movie."

Chu Han raised his hand and sniffed his wrist and then his armpits, feeling that he was smelling of the smell of the stinky well and felt uncomfortable.

Secretary Yao spit out a mouthful of coffee in an unladylike way: "Mr. Han, you smell good enough. Every morning when you enter the gate of the first floor of our building, the whole building seems to be sprayed with air freshener, which is especially moisturizing for the lungs."

Chu Han unceremoniously sat down on Secretary Yao's desk, leaned forward suddenly, moved his mouth very close to the beautiful woman's ear, and blew lightly: "Moisturize your lungs?... I'll moisten your throat again." .”

Secretary Yao petrified with a coffee cup in his hand, not daring to take a breath.

Mr. Chu turned his head and left, leaving the dust.

In fact, Chu Han doesn't often make jokes about beautiful women.He is not as flamboyant as his father used to be, and the indelible genetics are occasionally pulled out of his temperament to show a little hand.Wherever he went, he was the kind of guy who was quite likable.

Chu Han looked normal when he was dealing with affairs in the company, and he thought about it for a long time in the dead of night.When he came out of the well, he asked Fang, did you go down this well before?have you seen?

At that time, Fang San'er took off his diving goggles, did not take off his oxygen tank, and squatted in the mud in a daze.The man shook his head blankly: "...I haven't seen it before."

This well has been rumored to have disappeared since the subway station was built in the 80s. No one knows the location. Chu Han himself has never heard of it. At the age of the grandson of the Fang family, it is impossible to go down.

Chu Han left a phone number for the other party, but Fang San'er never took the initiative to contact him since he came out of the well.

He also heard that Mr. Fang lived in Beibingmasi Hutong, Dongcheng, and the old house was about to be demolished.One day he happened to be driving by, and he walked into that alley alone, running his fingers along the gray brick walls.

The gate of the Fang family was closed, Chu Han came out of the courtyard, and casually asked the old lady on the threshold basking in the sun: "When is the eldest grandson of the Fang family usually at home?"

The old lady squinted and shook her head: "He, he doesn't like to be at home all the time."

Chu Han asked politely, "How do you say that?"

The old lady said: "It must be time to play with water and take a bath again."

Chu Han asked again: "The grandson is not here, where is the old man?"

The old lady's eyesight is bad, she looks at least 90 years old, said: "What grandson, Xiaosan'er is the son of the Fang family. There is no grandson in his family."

Chu Han didn't understand what the old lady meant at first.

The old lady showed a toothless mouth, and she smiled with an extremely weird expression, and she couldn't speak clearly, but she said it sincerely: "Mr. Fang has never married a wife in his life. How can he have a son? He has a grandson! More than 60 years A little boy was picked up on the former Beixinqiao Street, and he happily raised him as a son, he is the little boy."

This matter developed in an extremely strange direction that Chu Han did not expect.

A few days later, his acquaintances on the road talked to him, so he went to the Nanyuan bathhouse in person, just to find Fang San'er.I heard that this person usually sleeps until noon and wakes up at noon every day, soaking in the bathing pool in Nancheng all afternoon, and returning home at dinner time.

The Nanyuan Bathhouse, with the name "Shuangyuetang" on the door plaque, is a time-honored brand in Beijing, and it was built at the beginning of the last century. Before the 90s, ordinary people in the north went to bathing in public bathhouses. Later, times changed, and the bathing city was on fire everywhere, and the large bathing pools gradually declined and disappeared.Nanyuan Bathhouse may be the last old antique house left, and there is nowhere else to find it.Many elderly people take a bite of this, and drive all the way from the Fourth Ring Road to take a bath.Of course, this group of people will soon be buried.

Chu Han was fully dressed and stepped onto the wet brick floor, surrounded by steam, a group of old men with bare skin and wrinkled flesh were chatting by the white pool, getting their feet trimmed, and playing chess.

Boss Luo of "Shuangyuetang", with bushy eyebrows and thick eyes, is bold and forthright. He came out to greet him: "Nephew, are you here?"

Boss Luo's name is Luo Zhan, a close friend of the Chu family, and a close buddy of Chu Han's father's generation.When he was young, he was a gangster, running restaurants, bars, and casinos. He made a lot of money and had nowhere to spend it. Now, from time to time, he dumped some cultural and antiques in the Panjiayuan underground, bought several time-honored shops, and kept them as living cultural relics.A few years ago, there was a major demolition in Nancheng. If Boss Luo hadn't been lobbying and pestering the leaders of the city bureau, this bathing pool would have been demolished long ago.Boss Luo's method of keeping this old antique is to apply for the intangible cultural heritage of this bathhouse.

The two chatted in low voices, and Boss Luo lit a cigarette: "The person you asked me to inquire about is indeed not the real child of the Fang family."

Mr. Fang's name is Fang Yizhi. When he was young and ignorant in the 60s, he experienced turmoil. He was admitted to university in [-]. He is considered an intellectual, and has always lived in the city without moving.He had never been married for various reasons all his life. One day at that time, he accidentally picked up a boy with no father, mother and no home on the street.The boy is clever and mischievous, he doesn't like to study, he is well-known for being a troublemaker, and he is proficient in water. When he was a teenager, he could swim back and forth in the Taiye Pool in Beihai several times, and fish at the bottom of the lake.

Chu Han interjected, "You've been able to swim since you were a child?"

Luo Zhan said: "Everyone said that, that kid has a weird temper, but he only likes rainy days, and the pouring rain is the most joyful, wading and running in the street, and itching all day without getting wet!... Later, too Yechi is surrounded and no swimming is allowed, so I swim in Shichahai every day. Now that Houhai has also been blocked and turned into a business district, wouldn’t this kid just come to my place?”

Chu Han didn't notice Fang San'er at first, and when he looked around, there was a group of old guys by the pool surrounded by clouds.Boss Luo raised his hand to point to him, and he saw that kid sitting on a small bench, cutting toenails and pedicure for an old man!This person may have spotted him a long time ago, and ignored him, with water dripping from his hair and back, and his pedicure expression was very focused.

On the same day, there was also a female reporter from the newspaper office who insisted on coming in for a series of interviews with time-honored brands in the capital.When Secretary Yao saw it, he also had the cheek to follow in. The two women were neatly dressed, staring at the four big eyes and looking for them in the bathtub.

Boss Luo said with a smile, don't bother, there are all men here, so we two girls also want to wash?

Xiao Yao said, let's just take a look, it's fresh, how can you usually see it!

Boss Luo hurriedly turned his head and yelled into the bathroom, there is a big girl coming, everyone is about to make up, wrap the towel around the pants and put them on first!

Xiao Yao gave her boss a bench to sit on, but she actually wanted to chat with her.Fang San'er just wrapped a towel around his crotch to cover his butt, and he was not ashamed when he saw people, but it seemed that Mr. Chu wore too much clothes in the bathhouse, he was dressed in a special outfit, and the inside of his trousers was steaming hot.

Chu Han kept looking at the other person's body, which was also strange... Fang Xiaosan'er had no tattoos on his body, he was very naked, and there was nothing strange about it, so what did he see last time?

The female reporter asked: "How old is our bathing pond? Is it of cultural relic level?"

The old man who closed his eyes and did a pedicure, opened his eyes and said, "I've been bathing here for 84 years. Do you think it's enough cultural relics?"

Chu Han answered quickly, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Fang, have you washed here for decades?"

Chu Han's eyes were also bright, and there was something in his words.

Fang San'er seemed to know why he came here, so he squinted, but he didn't tell the truth, but the corner of his mouth was grinning, still smiling foolishly, showing a canine tooth.

Boss Luo told Chu Han the rumors in the neighborhood that this boy with an unknown life experience possessed thaumaturgy, and it seemed that he hadn't grown up for so many years, and he hadn't aged. He had always looked like 20 years old.The little friends who crawled and rolled in the alleys in the era of bare-bottomed mud monkeys should all be grandpas now, only the boy surnamed Fang is still like this.Many people on the road are afraid of him, and respectfully call him "Fang Qiantui".

Chu Han knew a lot about this kind of strange people and rumors, and his family has a long history, so he didn't make a fuss.He wasn't afraid of people like Fang San'er, he was just curious.Looking back several times, Fang San'er's reaction when he saw something at the bottom of the well that day was too weird.The man must be hiding something from him.

The two chatted casually for half an hour, and Chu Han got up to leave.It's so hot and stupid to watch others take a bath in full clothes.

Mr. Fang was barefoot, holding a red clay teapot in one hand, and the soles of his feet made a splashing sound of water.

As Chu Han walked past the bathtub, he felt the wind blowing from his lower back, and subconsciously turned around, taking precautions.It felt like a big thick whip whipped him hard, but it didn't hurt.Seeing Fang's figure out of the corner of his eyes, Chu Han kicked on the edge of the bath, easily jumped away, without being hit, and at the same time kicked people away mercilessly!

When we are vegetarian.

Fang Xiaoqian didn't hide, and was kicked into the water quickly, laughed and fell into the pool, wiping the water on his face.This man held the clay pot firmly in his palm, and even the tea did not leak...