There is a place in my hometown called Hadeswell.

Of course, it is not really a well, but a naturally formed crevice in the rock, two meters wide, four meters long, and about five or six meters deep above the ground, which at first glance does look a little similar to a well.

People in my hometown do not like cremation, and have maintained the tradition of burial from ancient times to the present, so people will be sent to the mountains to dig up the soil and bury them after death. Yama Well is on the westernmost flat land of the whole burial area, usually surrounded by iron sheets next to it, to prevent others from accidentally falling, it will be opened on the fifteenth day of the first month, and some slaughtered cattle and sheep are thrown into the court, and then the ingots candle is offered, saying that it is worship. But no one can tell who to worship. Some people say that it is to worship the mountain god, and some people say that it is to worship the king of Hades, but the deepest impression is that I heard the old people talk about this statement when I was a child, saying that it was actually an ancient tomb pit in the past, but maybe because the feng shui is not good, the dead buried are not □□ stable, so something happened, so it was later reburied.

But the reburial only took away the body buried inside, and the soul remained in the Hades Well, and the unique feng shui around it locked the soul of the dead man, leaving it at the bottom of the pit, and so on year after year, the temperature around the place was significantly cooler than in other places.

It sounds a bit mysterious, but I've heard that if you put the people who committed suicide or died violently and bury them for a few days, after the second seven, those dead people will be able to ascend to heaven in peace, and they don't even need to set off flames. Is this the so-called fighting poison with poison? It is said to be very effective, but since I was born, I have never seen anyone buried under it after death, so I have always thought that it was just a story of an old man coaxing a child to play.

But I didn't expect that later I actually saw a funeral held in Hades' Well.

I can't describe the feeling I felt as I watched it happen, and I didn't know if it was appropriate to write it, because the deceased who was buried in the well of Hades at that funeral was a very good friend of me.

She is my cousin Chumei.