The car drove all the way into a group of low buildings, turned a corner, the low buildings were gone, and there were basically no houses in front of them, only a forest in front of them, which looked like a park.

Parking the car in the parking lot of the park, Kemeng walked into the park with Ming Lao, turning all the way to the public toilet, going around the back and walking directly into the grass without a road, and slowly going deeper.

Crossing a dense forest, a stone monument appeared in front of it with the words "Stop ahead, no entry" was written.

"Here, this is it, but I can't get in, your bureau should have a way to get in." Ming Lao stopped in front of the stone monument.

The stele is a seal set up by the Investigation Bureau to prevent unknown tourists from entering the monument.

At the same time, this kind of well special material has a great connection with the environment, and once it is removed, it will lose its particularity.

"The Lost Stone Tablet, a sixth-level item, delineates a certain range of areas, those who see it get lost, they will not be introduced into the internal area, but people with high spiritual perception can use the sixth sense to crack the ......" Kemeng looked at the stone tablet and recalled the archival records given by Director Wu.

In addition to using the sixth sense to attack it, there is also a very direct way, which is to blow up the place and remove those things that interfere with the view.

As long as there are no things that interfere with the vision, no matter how lost you are, you won't be able to walk in a straight line.

Kemon, of course, used his sixth sense to attack it, and the first step was to step into the ground behind the stone monument, and then turned around and said, "You just don't move around here, wait for us to come out." ”

Ming Lao nodded, "Be careful of that well, if you listen too deeply, the words of children will make you unable to sleep and lose sleep every night." ”

Ming Lao is already a person who has survived, with a strong will and ten years to wear away the negative impact, and he knows deeply how terrifying that well is.

It has no other power, words alone can destroy a person's heart.

Kemeng patted the scarf and slapped the white sugar out, "You help me take a look at him, and if there is danger, I will grab his clothes and transport them away." ”

Although the white sugar body is small, its claws have extraordinary strength, and it can grasp a ton of things, let alone catch humans.

Ming Lao looked at the white-haired eagle and listened to the other party's chirping.

I feel that the white-haired sand sculpture is not so reliable, but it is better to have a companion, otherwise it is easy to be cranky when standing here.

Kemon led the team inside, and the white-haired sand sculpture took out his mobile phone from the thick feathers, put it on the ground, and played with one paw.

Ming Lao was stunned, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that young people nowadays really know how to play, and pets will play with mobile phones.

Inside the stele boundary.

Kemeng relied on his sixth sense to find a sense of direction, and behind him were Luo Yuan, Doctor Liang, and Cheng Le.

Luo Yuan pinched Kemeng's clothes, Dr. Liang pinched Luo Yuan's clothes, and Cheng Le pinched Dr. Liang's clothes, ensuring that the four of them were connected in a line.

"Kemon, how sure are you in the face of that well?" Luo originally disagreed with Kemeng's action this time, after all, this was an old case from nineteen years ago, and the case had already been closed, and the risk was so obvious that he should not take that risk.

"If you grasp it, it should be five or five." Kemon doesn't like to talk too much, and it's not good if he gets a slap in the face.

Captain Luo's eyebrows jumped suddenly, and he didn't feel stable enough.

At this time, Kemon found that the resistance in his body was attacked, resisting mental interference.

"Resistance +0.1"

Suddenly, the feeling of being lost is gone, and Kemon's sense of direction returns.

This......

Kemeng couldn't cry or laugh, what is this, he doesn't even need a sixth sense, he just opens it hard.

The three people behind did not return to their normal sense of direction, and when they saw Kemeng plunging into a big tree, they all subconsciously spoke up and grabbed Kemeng's clothes: "Be careful!" ”

"I'm fine." Kemon reached into the tree, then poked his head back.

In Kemon's line of sight, it was flat, and he could already see the well lying there alone in front of him.

The three people behind them didn't have a strong sense of direction, they couldn't see, they only felt that a tree was blocking Kemon's way.

However, Kremon passed through and plunged headlong into the tree, and the three of them gritted their teeth and followed.

Kemon had not yet approached the well, but when he reached an area ten meters from it, he heard a very small whisper of broken thoughts.

At this point, the three teammates behind him stepped back and stopped.

Kemon looked into the well and heard a psychedelic murmur: "Help us!" ”

"We're still kids, please!"

"Uncle, let's play ball together, you come down."

There are cries for help, and there are also girls who playfully invite Kemeng to go to the well, and their childlike innocence is still intact.

Not to mention, these whispers have a magical charm that makes people feel like they're saving people, or they're playing with them.

Listening to such a voice, Kemon was not yet creepy, but when he saw that the well was full of children's heads, he suddenly felt goosebumps.

It's not that I'm afraid, but I feel an instinctive disgust that the other person uses the child as a source of terror.

Those little children were not flesh and blood, but translucent visions.

Seeing such a terrible picture at the first glance of the well still hurts people's hearts, but the impact on Kemeng is limited.

As mentioned earlier, he had no radios left, and he suspected that he was alive.

This well was no exception, and Kemon stood at the edge of the well, his head sticking out of the edge of the well, looking straight to the bottom of the well.

Those children grinned, and their illusory smiles were distressing.

If you don't save them, your conscience will hurt very much when you sleep at night, and it will be difficult to forget that kind of thing for the rest of your life.

But Kemon denied it: "No, you are not them, they are gone." ”

"And the murderer is you." After Kemon finished speaking, the resistance power in his body swept through like a violent wind, sweeping away the interference of the well to Kemon, and saw the evil thoughts behind the false faces.

"Resistance +0.1"

Under the well, a group of children continued to make their demands with their faces unchanged, as if they had not heard.

But to no avail, Kemon just watched them quietly, as if he were watching them perform.

The power of spiritual erosion quietly attacked Kemon, but Kemon didn't blink an eye.

"Resistance +0.1"

The child under the well was scared, and finally waited for a big fish to come over to contribute yusheng, but he didn't expect this scarf man to be so top.

"Please, get us up!"

"No, I'm not going to save you, because you're all just projections of the will of the well." Kemon shook his head, and after finishing speaking, he continued to stare at the illusion in the well, not in the slightest way.

Luo Yuan on the side was secretly surprised, Kemeng's growth rate was the most terrifying person he had ever seen, and it had only been a few days, and he had been talking to strange objects casually in a whispering voice.

When the well heard this, the illusion of the child in the well disappeared and became an empty well, with a large layer of leaves and dust accumulated in it, which was its original appearance.

Kemeng was not happy, why did he coward, he was still counting on the other party's wool.