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However, standing at the mouth of the well, he still hesitated and shouted, "Sister Rong, do you want to go down with me?" ”

Sister Furong shook her head: "I won't go down, there must be someone on top to guard the point, after all, the situation here is special, maybe there will be some accidents." ”

"Isn't it an accident?" The category grew its mouth in surprise.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, I will divide a trace of spiritual power by your side, if there is any situation, I will know before you, don't worry."

"Okay" category was helpless, and was about to climb down the rope, but stopped again, thought about it, and said seriously: "Sister Rong, I suddenly remembered a question, where did the female ghost get my mobile phone number?" ”

Sister Furong sneered: "You think a lot, in my opinion, people may be a group, it just happened to be related to you, and you received it." ”

"That's not right, she obviously called me Mr. Fan, which means that she is prepared and is coming at me."

"Then I don't know, I want to know the answer, go down and know, in fact, I think you should be curious about it, this wellhead is sealed by a stone slab, where did she get her mobile phone?"

The category frowned, the more puzzled he became, and shook his head and said: "Forget it, I'm thinking about it, as the saying goes, I can't bear the wolf if I can't let the child trap the wolf, and I can't let the daughter-in-law catch the hooligan, I'll let it out today!" ”

Fortunately, the wellhead is not very wide, nor is it very narrow, and the scope grabs the rope and slowly descends from the wellhead. As his body gradually entered the mouth of the well, he supported the wall of the well with his feet and back, grasped the rope, and moved down little by little.

I have to say. The sport. For him. It's still a little more difficult, but the curiosity and nervousness in his heart, coupled with the fear that naturally arises in this atmosphere, gives birth to a force in his body.

He looked sideways at the bottomless darkness below, and when he looked up, the wellhead was gradually shrinking, and Sister Fleur poked her head out at the wellhead. With a slightly nervous expression, he watched himself sink a little.

"Sister Rong, if the situation is not right in a while, you will pull me up." The category shouted quietly, and the empty echo immediately resounded in the well, and he couldn't help but shiver again.

Sister Fleur made an OK gesture to him, and then waved her hand, and a ball of white light came out of her hand, floating to the side of the category, and Sister Fleur's voice came from inside.

"Don't worry, I'll always follow you."

The category is a little calmer. Looking down again, the flashlight dangled on the wall of the well. Coupled with Sister Fleur's light, the surroundings lit up a lot, so he began to move his hands and feet downward.

Between breaths, the cool moisture in the well filled his mouth and nose, and the wall of the well was covered with moss, which was slippery and greasy, which brought a lot of trouble to his movements, and several times he could barely hold the wall of the well.

Time passed little by little, the category felt that the limbs were sore, the whole body was weak, and gradually a little bit almost unable to hold on, looking up, the wellhead was only the size of a bowl, thinking that it should be ten meters deep, it should be almost to the bottom of the well, right?

The sound of the category's breathing became heavier, and his whole body was soaked with sweat, this work was easy to say, but in practice, I didn't expect to be so tired, not to mention anything else, his hands were now like being cut by a knife, if it weren't for his back and legs to support the wall of the well, it is estimated that he would not have been able to grasp the rope for a long time.

The mouth of the well became smaller and smaller in sight, and a boundless sense of depression came from the top of his head, and there was almost an illusion that he had fallen into the deep well of hell, and in the darkness below, there were countless blood-stained ghosts, waiting to devour him.

It's just that he suddenly felt that the diameter of the well was gradually expanding, and when he first came down, he had to curl up his legs, and at this time his legs were already stretched out little by little, and if he went down a few meters, he was afraid that he would not be able to use this position again.

And at this moment, somehow, even the light of the flashlight dimmed, making him unable to see the situation below, and gradually, an inexplicable sense of fear enveloped his whole body.

Fortunately, just when he was about to lose his bearing, he suddenly saw a rope coiled up in the darkness below.

"Whew"

He exhaled, his body could no longer hold on, one foot tentatively left the wall of the well, and then, jumping.

There was a bumpy feeling under his feet, and sure enough, it was a dry well, with only dirt and no water.

Finally grounded, he let go of the rope, moved his hot and slightly swollen palm, removed the flashlight, and looked around.

Unexpectedly, the bottom of this deep well is actually an open space, about three meters in circumference, and the soil under your feet has long dried up, but because it is well sealed, there is still a soft feeling when you step on it.

The category bent down slightly, grabbed the flashlight in one hand, and clenched the other half into a fist, just in case, looked around at the bottom of the well, and whispered tentatively: "Hey, I'm coming"

The echo of the emptiness echoed at the bottom of the well, hovering upward, but no one responded.

What about the female ghost?

The category frowned, and said in a low voice: "If you want me to save you, come out quickly, otherwise, I will have to leave." ”

As he spoke, he looked up at the light above him, suggesting that Sister Fleur was ready to pull herself back at any moment.

After a while, no one answered, and the category was a little deflated, could it be that this was really just a joke made by someone to himself? His grandmother's, if this is the case, then he will suffer a great loss, and if he finds that person again, he must be thrown into this well.

He reached out and grabbed the rope, and was about to ask Sister Fleur to pull him up, when suddenly a low sigh came from behind him.

"Alas, I didn't say that you should come alone, why should you break your promise?"

The category was shocked, and suddenly turned around, but there was no one behind him.

"Who are you and where are you? Since I'm here to save you, why don't you show up? ”

As he spoke, he raised his guard and scanned his surroundings.

The voice continued faintly: "Alas, I am right in front of you, can't you see? ”

Category's eyes widened, staring in front of him, but he still couldn't see anything, he was a little impatient, and said in a low voice: "Since you begged me to save you, let's show some sincerity, okay, you pretend to be a ghost again, don't blame me for ignoring you, if you want to kill yourself, then I can also fulfill you." ”

This is not bragging, the category does have this strength now, there is a faint white light in his hand, and the thunder in his palm is ready.

"Alas, why are you so fierce, people are already pitiful enough, you still have to scare people, in fact, you only need to take two more steps forward, lower your head, and you can see me."

Category subconsciously lowered his head and slowly took two steps forward, thinking that it would depend on what tricks you do

But at this moment, the white light above her head suddenly dimmed, and a wisp of Sister Furong's spiritual power disappeared. (To be continued!)