"Manling ......" Mo Luo pushed open the door of the wing room and saw that the stinky tofu was still sleeping with Xiao 18 and the little beggar in his arms.

"Wake up." Moro shook Stinky Tofu's arm, and Stinky Tofu sat up and yawned.

Hearing the movement, Little 18 and Little Beggar also woke up.

"Where's Manling?" Moro asked stinky tofu anxiously.

"Godfather." Stinky Tofu rubbed his eyes and looked around. Then he threw out a sentence, "Godfather, I don't know." ”

"Oh, where can I go?" Moro ran back to his room anxiously, Ouyang Nian was still snoring.

"Ouyang Nian, hurry up. Manling is gone. Moro shook him desperately.

"Oh, Manling is gone." Ouyang Nian opened his hazy sleepy eyes, and suddenly trance. "What? Manling is gone? He jumped straight from the bed and quickly got dressed. After that, head straight to the main room.

"You come out for me." Ouyang Nian stood outside the door and slammed the door.

Pingping and the old lady were frightened by the sudden movement. The two hurriedly put on their coats and went down to the ground.

"What are you doing? What's crazy? Pingping yelled, she and her grandmother were scared just now. Pinkie opens the door.

"Am I crazy? Old lady, where did you hide our manling? Say it. Ouyang Nian was angry, pushed Pingping away, and grabbed the old lady's neck when he entered the house.

"What are you doing? Let go of my grandma. Pingping wanted to break Ouyang Nian's hand, but her strength was too small to give herself another look.

Ouyang Nian. Loosen. Moro let out a loud shout, and Ouyang Nian let go of his hand in resentment. And the old lady sat on the ground, and the broken porcelain jar placed on the side was also scraped down and broken by the old lady.

"What the hell is going on?" Moro shouted, causing Stinky Tofu, Little 18 and Little Beggar to rush over.

You ask her. This old lady, whose eyes can clearly see, actually pretends to be blind. Are you fools when we are? Don't think she must have hidden Manling. Ouyang Nian had a heartfelt voice.

"What are you talking nonsense? My grandmother was blind and couldn't see. You guys

How can you blame good people? Pinkie got up from the ground and stayed next to her grandmother.

"Hmph, who believes your words? Don't forget, you stole our money, you lost all our money. It's really that the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked. The little ones are thieves, and the old ones are pretending to be blind, and you say that you are good people. The great fallacy of the world. Ouyang Nianqi said everything.

When the old lady heard Ouyang Nian's words, she slowly moved her legs, slammed her knees, and kowtowed.

"Woo. I'm really not pretending to be blind, the sky is proof. I apologize for my granddaughter's behalf of you. It's my fault that I can't discipline her, but she doesn't have a bad heart. But don't wronged me, I don't have Tibetans at all. The old lady cried heartbroken, and began to reach out and fumble for the fragments of the porcelain jar that had just been broken.

"Don't believe her, I ran into Manling on a night tour last night. She said she saw a woman by the ancient well. There was also a pair of white cloth shoes at the mouth of the well.

Manling took the shoes in her hands, and then we prepared to come back. You advised us not to meddle in our business, and I threw the shoes away on the road.

But when I came back, I actually saw this old lady sneaking out in the middle of the night. She could climb over all the obstacles, pick up the cloth shoes we had thrown away, and put them back at the well. If she is blind, how can she do these things? After Ouyang Nian finished speaking, Mo Luo looked at the old lady who was already trembling.

"It's not me, it's not me, it's Jasmine, it's Jasmine." The old lady curled up and shook her head desperately.

"Grandma, don't scare her, don't." Pingping cried loudly and hugged her grandmother. But she didn't notice that her grandmother suddenly groped for a sharp piece of porcelain and pinched it in her hand.

"The sky can be seen, it's not me, it's not me." With the old lady's words, the sharp porcelain piece drew a red straight line on her neck full of traces of age, and blood splattered everywhere, even on Pingping's face.

The old lady is soft in Pingping's arms, and Pingping can no longer support her last fragile nerve. Fainted.

The water was so cold, so cold that my body was numb. The moment he fell into the well, the vine in his hand disappeared with it.

It may be the buoyancy in the water, and I can't exert the internal force.

The girl who had just fallen into the well together, and I could not find her at this time. The well water is so muddy. I desperately scratched around with my hands, looking for the flower girl, but there was nothing around.

I tried to swim upstream, but I couldn't swim far before I was exhausted and sank down the well.

"Hehehe. Hehehe" was the weak voice, and her voice filled the whole deep well, reaching my ears, and it seemed quite ethereal. But her smile sounded so happy.

I was tossing in the water, I couldn't stand it anymore, and it was so uncomfortable to hold my breath. I'm afraid if I can't get out again.

"Huh. Come down, girl, come down. "I'm struggling to hold my breath. But then, the voice came again, "Come down." Her voice was so seductive that it made me more and more curious about what was underneath.

My head is so dizzy and heavy. Her laughter was like a lullaby that haunted me. But I didn't know that the black hair was wrapped around my arms, legs, feet, and neck.

"Uh......" I slowly opened my eyes, and my head hurt. I sat up and found myself at the bottom of the well, which was not dark.

Instead, a ray of sunlight shone down from the wellhead.

It's weird, I can breathe freely. You can also stand up without resistance.

"Girl...... Come here. "It's that voice again, but where did it come from? I crouched down and looked at the bottom of the well, but there was nothing suspicious. Suddenly, there was a raised blue brick on the wall of the well on one side.

I pressed it tentatively, but a secret door appeared on the wall of the ancient well. The door slowly moves up from the bottom side of the well until it stops.

Peculiarly, the water from the well did not flow in. And I walked slowly through the door.

It's so dark inside that you can't see your fingers. I could only listen with my ears, but with a click, I couldn't help but look back at the secret door with the light. In a flash of a moment.

The light came into my sight so violently that I couldn't help but cover my eyes with my sleeves.

When I took my sleeve down, a girl's boudoir came into view.

"Sit." It was a fresh and refined beautiful woman, with peach blossom eyes, cherry mouth, willow leaf curved eyebrows, her red mopping group and a thin coat like cicada wings, casually on the bed.

She was lying on her side on the red bed, her head propped up with her arms. She smiled at me and motioned for me to sit in a chair not far from the bed.

"Who the hell are you?" I was suddenly angry and remembered the girl who had fallen into the well.

"Hehe, I still want to know who you are?" She smiled softly, her voice exceptionally gentle. After that, he brushed the strands of hair that was leaning on his face.

"Hmph, you don't care who I am. Hand over the girl. I snorted, and my left hand began to burn.

"Haha, so you're looking for someone?" She pulled the corners of her mouth off contemptuously and slowly lifted the red sheet beneath her.

I saw that the sheets were slowly pulled up, and a headless corpse rolled out from under the bed.

"Haha, which one are you looking for?"