Chi Ling looked at the plum wood at the bottom of the well with wide eyes, and saw that he was holding the wall of the well with one hand, as if his feet were tinkering with this thing, and after a while, the black water began to bubble up one by one, as if it was boiling.

"You still don't want to see it......" In the next second, Zhang Jingyang put his hand on the eyes of Chi Ling and said lightly, this situation couldn't be more obvious, Li Zimu found something underneath.

Li Zimu put his feet on the waist of the corpse, slowly lifted it up, and after a while, a little white appeared on the black water, and with the buoyancy of the water, he gently supported the corpse with his left hand.

Alas, I sighed lightly in my heart, two thousand years have passed, and this corpse has not yet decomposed, but the water is so blistered that it is swollen and white, its limbs are stiff and swollen, its eyes are all white, and there is some dirt in it, and its hair is messed up, and it looks really ugly.

"What's wrong?" When Chi Ling heard the silence around him, he couldn't help but be curious, and took Zhang Jingyang's hand away and looked into the bottom of the well.

"Vomit ......" The next second, she put her head to the side and vomited, which I don't know, I was startled when I saw it, and it was estimated that I would have a nightmare for a long time next. Because the corpse was lying flat on the surface of the water, straight at the mouth of the well, she was so frightened that her nerves tensed at once.

"I told you not to look at it" Zhang Jingyang shook his head and said, sure enough, it was curiosity that killed the cat, he didn't think there was anything scary, it was just a swollen corpse, and he still had the ability to bear it.

Li Zimu frowned slightly, he was alone at the bottom of this well, how should he get it now? Zhang Jingyang had no strength now, and Chi Ling couldn't drag him anymore.

After thinking about it, he had to tie the rope to the chest of the corpse, and after making sure that the knot would not loosen, he prepared to climb up with both hands, and now he had to go up first, and then pull the corpse up on it. The bottom of the well is very wide, but the top is very small, and you can only tie a rope to the chest, and if you tie it to your waist, you will not be able to get out of the well for a while.

"Li Zimu! she's behind you!"

The spirit who had just retched for a while turned his head back, and by this time Li Zimu had already climbed up a short distance.

Chi Ling looked at Li Zimu's feet with wide eyes and shouted, she saw that there was still a person grabbing the rope at Li Zimu's feet and climbing up, so he was close to Li Zimu's feet, he climbed up an inch, and the thing below also climbed up an inch, and that thing was the white and swollen corpse!

"Hell, Plum Tree! It's right at your feet!" the Soul shouted anxiously, she could even see the corpse clearly, she was looking up at the Plum Tree above, there was no black in her eyes, there was a strange smile on her face, her mouth was grinning, and black mud was flowing out of her mouth.

Li Zimu sighed lightly in his heart, lowered his head and looked down, he also saw it.

The corpse, which was supposed to be tied with a rope in the water, appeared at his feet at some point, a pair of swollen hands grasping the rope a little below him, watching Li Zimu lower his head, it grinned and frolicked, and the sound of giggling laughter echoed in the well.

Li Zimu just looked at it quietly, only to see that she actually stretched out a hand, and slowly stretched it up, and was about to touch his ankle.

Li Zimu chuckled lightly in his heart, the corners of his mouth went up, he turned his head back to look at it, and climbed up on his own, as if there was nothing under his feet at all.

However, in fact, there was really nothing, all this was just their fantasy, the real corpse was still at the bottom of the well, although Li Zimu did see it at his feet, and felt the cold hand touching his ankle, but he knew that it was just an illusion created by this ghost.

"Li Zimu, you climb quickly, it is about to catch you!" said the spirit anxiously, she saw with her own eyes that the corpse was about to grab Li Zimu, and she couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Don't believe everything you see now" Zhang Jingyang said lightly, although he also saw the corpse climbing up, but he also knew that it was just an illusion, just like the illusion they saw in the attic before, but this illusion looked a little scary, but it was also fake.

As the so-called relationship arises from the heart, a person's perception and understanding of things are determined by his heart, and different states of mind and mental state have different perceptions of the same thing. Ghosts can change people's feelings about things by changing people's emotions, which is the principle of illusion, and more importantly, people who have been illusioned do not know that they have been magical, so it feels like this is the real thing.

"Really...... Chi Ling asked suspiciously, she did see a corpse at Li Zimu's feet, no matter how she rubbed her eyes, there was a corpse at his feet, she could even clearly see the expression on the corpse's face and its movements, and she could also hear the singing coming from the well.

After a while, Li Zimu finally climbed up from the bottom of the well, and there was no dry place on his body, and his body was covered with mud and a stench.

"It's climbing up!" the spirit was so frightened that he sat on the ground and stepped back, pointing to the mouth of the well and said in a trembling voice, and after a while when the plum tree came up, the ghost also grabbed the well railing with both hands and slowly crawled out. How could this be an illusion? She could see the water dripping from her hair to the ground.

"You close your eyes" Li Zimu said lightly, and then he sat down cross-legged, and he also saw it, proving that even his mood had changed.

Self-cultivation is easy and self-cultivation is difficult. This sentence is actually not wrong at all, Li Zimu thinks that his cultivation is already very high, but he still has not reached the point where he can control his emotions freely.

Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself. This situation is absolutely impossible to appear in a person, as long as it is a person, then his emotions will be affected to a greater or lesser extent.

Chi Ling forcibly held back the fear in her heart and tried not to let herself look in the direction of the well, looking at Li Zimu sitting cross-legged on the ground with her eyes closed, she also quickly learned to sit down, and Zhang Jingyang on the side was the same.

"The chief of the inspector took refuge, and Emperor Su Xi bowed his head to the seven calluses. I now praise Da Zhun Ti for wishing mercy and protecting the south without sass. The three bodhisattvas. Murmuring. Nephew him. Hmmm. Twist the subject. Quasi-Ti Suo Po He. ”

As soon as he closed his eyes, a low voice sounded in his ears, which the spirit could hear, and this voice came from Li Zimu. It sounded like a song or a spell, and before she knew it, the fear in her heart slowly disappeared.