The blazing fire lit up the surroundings of the bamboo building, and thick smoke also rose, but Hua Feng, who was standing on both sides of the bamboo building, did not feel the arrival of the others. It wasn't until half an hour later that those bamboo buildings were burned into real gray powder, and when Hua Feng looked around, he found that this was a piece of terrain in the shape of a "day", which looked like it was about thousands of square meters, but this was too small compared to 100,000 acres of bamboo sea. As for the fire from the burning of those bamboo towers just now, he knew that the people outside and the people inside the bamboo forest should not have seen it, and this was because of the reason related to the formation here.

"Let's take a look."

Picked up a bamboo pole from the ground, looked at the bamboo buildings that only left the foundation, walked more than ten bamboo buildings, and still found nothing, and now the ground is thick dust, while holding the bamboo pole to uncover some high and raised places, to see if there are any special finds.

"Brother Wen, what are we looking for?" Xiao Ling asked puzzled.

"I'm looking for an exit or an entrance, you look around if there's anything special, I think that place is the entrance that leads to the inside, or the exit out of the bamboo forest." Hua Feng, who was looking in front, said. From the perspective of I Ching Feng Shui and Mohist techniques, there must be a problem with this foundation in the shape of the word "day". It's just that at this time, Hua Feng, who was holding a flashlight, shone back and forth on the foundation, and found that the height here was the same, not like a hill that deviated from southeast to northwest seen outside the bamboo forest. So, from a topographical point of view, it's really hard to tell if there's sunlight shining in at this time in the dark night.

"How do they usually fetch water in this hellish place?" A member of the Assassination Hall muttered. Food and fresh water are certainly indispensable in human life. And when there was a bamboo building just now, he walked around many times, but he did not find the spring mouth and the bamboo pipe for drainage, let alone the well. Could a place where people used to live be devoid of springs and wells? This is very strange, so the original well is deserted, but there must still be traces of the well.

"That's right! It must be related to the well, let's look for it and see if we can find the abandoned well? Hua Feng looked at the member of the Assassination Hall and patted him on the shoulder appreciatively and said. Now that everyone has a goal, the attention that everyone is looking for is also much more focused. There are not many bamboo buildings to see here, so if there was not a well in the backyard of every household, then there could only be a public well, which can be used by everyone who lives here.

Everyone looked at the backyard of the bamboo building, and it was all mediocre, except for some weeds that had not been burned to death, and found that there were no traces left by the wellhead of the well. So, everybody's looking elsewhere. Of course, if it is a public well, then the place must be wide enough, and the water source must be sufficient. And here is the dense bamboo forest and the environment of the south of the Yangtze River, in fact, in every place the groundwater must be enough, or not so many bamboo forests absorb water, it will definitely not be enough for their bamboo leaves to evaporate.

Hua Feng, who was holding a flashlight, stood in the middle of the bamboo building on the side of the road, looking at the problem in the way of feng shui drilling wells in the Book of Changes, and felt that where was the most suitable place to drill wells. After carefully recalling it, and looking at it in combination with the surrounding environment, he felt that it was very possible in the northeast corner of the shape of the word "day". So, I walked quickly to the front. And the members of the Assassination Hall in the back thought that the boss had discovered something, and hurriedly followed.

Ten meters away from the burned bamboo buildings, when Hua Feng and the members of the Assassination Hall looked inside, they found an empty place, surrounded by neat stones. Walking inside, in the middle of the large stone enclosure, everyone looked over and saw a square iron plate. There was no need for him to shout, several members of the Assassination Hall directly pushed away the iron plate, and at this time, when they looked down, they took a flashlight and shone it downward, and sure enough, they saw a bottomless well. It's pitch black down there, and I don't know how deep it is, and I don't know if there's any water down there?

"Boom."

Hua Feng, who had picked up a stone the size of an egg from the ground, threw it into the well, and after seven or eight seconds, he heard the sound of the stone and the water colliding from below. At this time, according to the formula of physics, it was estimated that the well was at least 23 meters deep.

"Brother Wen, what now?" Xiao Ling asked.

"Of course I'm going down to have a look, you guys are watching from above, I'll go down and have a look first." Because he didn't have a rope with him, at Hua Feng's suggestion, several members of the Assassination Hall directly cut a few bamboo poles more than ten meters long next to him, and after tightly tying the two lines cut off from his body, he also tied the other bamboo poles together in pairs. Then several people assassinated the members of the hall, and they also put the head of the bamboo pole under the well first. I almost put down the two bamboo poles that were more than 30 meters long to reach the bottom of this well.

With such a deep well, I don't know how the people who lived here fetched water in the first place. After all, if there is no electricity here, it is impossible to pump water, and if it is human and animal power, you will have to die of exhaustion in the end to fetch a bucket of water. Under the worried eyes of Xiao Ling and the other members of the Assassination Hall, he was already holding a flashlight in one hand and slowly climbed down down.

Because there were no bamboo branches, he basically slid down while holding the bamboo pole. However, when he looked at the walls around the well with a flashlight, he saw that all the walls of the wells were made of the large square stones that he saw above the mouth of the well. Although it has been many years old, and it is covered with green moss, you can still see the traces left by the friction on it.

"Brother Wen, what's next?" Xiao Ling, who was above, asked.

"Don't worry, it's fine! There's nothing up there, is there? Hua Feng below replied, now that he came down from above, he didn't feel that there was anything, but he was just worried about the members of the Assassination Hall above. After all, their cultists were able to quietly change three people, at least there were masters among them. However, now that Hua Wu is looking at it, there should be nothing.

"Brother Wen, there's nothing on it."

I kept sliding down until I was more than ten meters deep, and I still didn't see anything special. This time, though, he must have believed there was something wrong with the well. By the time he had reached about twenty meters, his foot had already touched the cold water from the well. Hua Feng, who had his nose closed, continued to slide down, but these flashlights touched the water and soon became useless, so he could only throw away the flashlight and continue to slide down, groping towards the four walls of the well to see if there were any holes?