Chapter 207: Snake Ghost Town · Ghost Tower

Either don't do it, or don't bother, the next day, I decided to go to Golmud.
I have never been to that area, and asked my friend at a travel agency for directions. The friend told me that because there was no direct flight to Golmud, I had to first fly to Shuangliu, Chengdu, and then transfer. The ticket let him go, even the local hotel can get it. I let him handle it for me, because here I can't say go away, I booked the flight two days later.
This time is not to go to a fight, just to go shopping in the urban area of ​​Golmud, and the time will not be very long, so I only brought a few pieces of personal clothes and some cash. In total, a backpack is still flat.
The fat man returned to Beijing that day, and I did not talk about it with him. Since it was decided that no one would say, then the fat man was no exception.
During these two days, I greeted Wang Meng and asked him to deal with the things in the shop. The family gave me a vague explanation and sorted out some relationships. After two days, I got on the plane.
Went to sleep all the way, and after sleeping in Chengdu Shuangliu, he had been sleeping very comfortably. He had been thinking about things on the plane for several hours after flying Golmud. I arrived at Golmud City, known as the "Plateau Inn", at more than eight o'clock that night.
This is a legendary city. Golmud means "place where rivers are dense" in Tibetan. Although it is all Gobi flying all the way, it is also possible to imagine the appearance of the city when it was named. The information I read on the plane said that this city was the city where General Mu Shengzhong, the "father of the Qinghai-Tibet Highway," had tied the tents of the road-trailers on the Qinghai-Tibet Highway. The city is only 50 years old, and it was very prosperous in its early years. Now, its status has gradually been replaced by Lhasa, and the whole city is in an awkward position.
After getting off the plane, I was very embarrassed. I had a high altitude reaction, and I immediately fainted for two or three seconds at the exit of the airport. The feeling is not like the exhausted coma when I was in Qinling, but a world away from you. Feeling away, all the scenery turned black from the side, and then I fell down. Fortunately, I woke up immediately after two or three seconds, at this time I was already lying on the ground. What's even more embarrassing is that when I was buying medicine, I realized that I was now on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. I was not familiar with the geography of China. I didn't even know that Golmud was on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau! The drug dealer thought I was on the wrong plane.
I drank Wu Mao and a bowl of Tibetan tea at the roadside Tibetan tea stall and ate the medicine. I settled in the hotel that my friend arranged for me. I did n’t care about the headache and the brain fever. I set off and went straight to the taxi. , Take out that address and let the driver take me over.
However, after looking at the address, the driver shook his head and said that the place was a small alley. The car could not drive in. The area was full of old houses and the road was very narrow. He could take me to the area around and then go in. I had to go in and ask people.
As soon as I heard it, I let him drive, and after a while, I came to the old part of the city.
The driver told me that Golmud is a newly built city, and the roads are generally very wide. The old city was expanded countless times, but there are such small places everywhere. Because of the embarrassing location, it has been left. Most of these bungalows were built in the 1960s and 1970s. There are illegal buildings inside. My address is one of the alleys.
I got out of the car, and it was already the end of the dusk, dark and dark, with a little sunset. I looked up and saw only the shadow of a long row of black tiles in the backlight. Here are the tube buildings built in the 60s and 70s of the 20th century. At this time, the old town looked very mysterious.
I walked in and looked around, and I found that it can't actually be called a district anymore. It's just a few old streets that remain after the city's expansion. These buildings have no cultural relics value, and they don't have regular maintenance. They seem a bit shaky. It must have been in the world soon. There are not many people in the old city. I saw a few hair salons running between the houses. The old wires in the old house, dark and mixed with the lights in the hair salon, felt quite strange.
I walked inside for about two hours. I walked around and made the lady in the hair salon think I was guilty and not guilty, so I opened the door and smiled at me. However, as the taxi driver said, the layout inside is too confusing. Many alleys are separated by illegal buildings. There are no street signs and it is useless to ask people. A few migrant workers who pass by smile with kindness. Shaking his head, it probably means that they don't know where this place is.
I can't find a place with an address. This is the first time I have encountered such a thing. I walked and smiled bitterly, feeling that the world is changing. Just when he was dizzy and turned around, he was riding a yellow-top tricycle in the back, and the car asked me if I wanted to get in? I was tired too, so I sat and let him take me around.
Chetong is of Han nationality, and he came from the south in his early years. I heard a southern accent and talked a lot. I told him that he was from northern Jiangsu, whose surname was Yang, and his name was Yang. I have been walking here for three rounds for twelve years, and asked me where I want to play. He knows high-end, low-end, Han, Tibetan, and Uyghur girls. I will also give me a 20% discount on the full set. Here, he also became a tourist, Golmud has no places of interest, but he has familiar scenery with the surrounding Gobi.
I was so funny in my heart that if your father gave you another three-character name, you would be able to change the name to Hengyuanxiang, but when he said this, I moved my heart and thought that these cars were mixed here For many years, most of the streets and alleys are well-known to the chest. Why don't I ask a few more words, maybe I can know something from his mouth.
Then showed him the address and asked him if he knew the place.
I didn't have much hope, but as soon as I finished speaking, Hengyuanxiang nodded and said that he stepped on it. After a while, he rode on a very remote road.
Both sides of the road are old houses. There are almost no pedestrians under the dim street lights. When he stopped, I was really scared and seemed to be hijacked. He smiled straight when he saw me, and said to me that the place I was looking for had arrived.
I looked up and saw that it was a three-story building with a patio. Under the street lights, the building was dark, and only the outer wall could be seen. There seemed to be no one inside. The whole house is haunting.
I was dumbfounded, and asked Checheng what the was this place? He said: This is the sanitarium of the PLA in the 1960s, which has been abandoned for a long time.