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Feng Bujue had come to the well, but he didn't get very close, he just lowered his body, trying to look straight ahead with a kind of slanted gaze, instead of sticking his head out to look inside the well.

He remembered the ballad word for word, "Don't look at him, otherwise you will be buried in the dry well", which is already an obvious hint, Feng Bujue has no doubt that as long as he looks at the things under the well, the death FLAG will be triggered immediately...... He didn't want to be suddenly dragged down by some kind of force majeure, and his survival value would be reset to zero in an instant.

"Who ...... that," Feng Bujue shouted at the top of his voice, "How about I go find a rope and throw it down for you?" ”

The voice at the bottom of the well sounded again after a few seconds: "I...... A ...... alone Can't climb up......"

When Feng Bu Jue heard this, he actually had a feeling of being opened, and he asked tentatively, "That...... How about I carry you up? ”

The voice of the well simply replied, "Good ......"

Feng Bujue simply asked directly: "I'm not familiar with this school, do you know where there is a rope nearby?" He wanted to see what kind of Cheng dù would be given by the hint of this task.

But this time, the other party did not answer, and the voice just repeated: "Help...... Save...... I ......"

So, Feng Bujue said: "You wait, I'll come back when I find the rope." ”

The voice didn't say anything wrong and kept calling for help.

Feng Bujue was actually a little curious, what would happen if he didn't go back, but if he thought about it carefully, even if this guy at the bottom of the well didn't climb out to settle accounts with himself, he would have to come back sooner or later to do this task.

Leaving the well, Feng Bujue trotted towards the sports equipment room, he wanted to go in and search when he passed by there before. At this time, he returned there with ease, and smashed the hanging lock at the door with a pipe of pliers, and when he entered the door, he turned over the boxes and cabinets.

It didn't take long for him to find a thick rope that was clumped together, probably used only in tug-of-war. After trying the tenacity and feeling that there was no problem, Feng Bujue coiled the rope and stuffed it into his bag, and then went out and returned to the dry well.

When approaching the dry well, the cry for help from the bottom of the well came out again, and Feng Bujui didn't hear it, walked quickly, found a big tree with the thickest trunk next to it, tied the rope firmly to it, and tied a dead knot. Then he came to the well and threw the other end of the rope down. It is estimated that this well will be ten meters deep, and it is likely that it will only be six or seven meters, and the rope must be enough.

The most troublesome problem now is that mobile phone. Whether you go down or come up, you must use your hands, and you can't hold your phone in your mouth...... Besides, even if you really hold it in your mouth, you can't pick it up when it rings halfway through. In case of a mistake and the phone falls into the well, then I will definitely be chased to death......

looked at the time, there were still seven minutes before the next call, Feng Bujue felt that there was no problem with this time, and the person who called for help at the bottom of the well was probably the boy who appeared in the death clip just now, that little look, the stronger ones in his age could pick him up, and he should be lighter after becoming a ghost.

Feng Bujue made up his mind, so he no longer hesitated, after putting the phone on the ground, he grabbed the rope, faced the tree, turned his back to the well, sat on the edge of the well, and then poked his legs down. Then, face up, with his feet on the wall of the well, his hands alternately gripping the rope, he moved down as fast as he could. He didn't look down the whole time, just kept his back to a ghost thing.

"Look up at the sky...... The moon is smiling...... "After Feng Buconsciously went deep into the dry well, he kept his back down, looked up from the well to the sky, and hummed two sentences unconsciously, and then he immediately stopped and said to himself: "Damn...... I sang this brainwashing melody without paying attention...... Fortunately, there was no one nearby, so I felt so embarrassed......"

After going down to the bottom of the well, Feng Bujue's feet seemed to be stepping on the soft soil, he stood against the wall of the well, and did not look back, leaving only a back to the other party: "Where are you, I will carry ......"

Before he finished speaking, two bloody arms stretched out from both sides of Feng Bujue's head and wrapped around the front of his neck. At the same time, he felt "half" of people stuck behind his back. Feng Bujue can be sure that even if a female player comes down, she can completely carry this ghost, because the weight of this ghost is very light, or ...... The limbs are not complete at all.

"Hmm......" Feng didn't feel like he wanted to speak again, he wanted to habitually spit out, and the words came to his lips, but after a little thought, it was not right...... In this situation, breaking down some of the characteristics of the other person that are obviously different from human beings may also lead to bad development. Things like "Why don't you climb up on your own", "Why is the skin on your arms rotten", "Why do I think you don't have anything below your waist", "Is your abdominal cavity dripping out", etc., all of them are forbidden sentences.

At the end of countless ghost stories, countless protagonists will say to someone who looks like a human: I just bumped into a ghost, how does it look...... Then, they all get the same response, "Isn't it like this"! Then they were killed.

Feng Bujue didn't want to take this kind of risk, his neck was still in the other party's grasp, in case this ghost was reminded by him, and he suddenly realized that he was really a ghost, it must be the death flag of Tutuo'er, and he must not mention those.

"Hold on, I'm going to climb up." Feng Bujue completely ignored the strong hints brought by the smell and sound, and also ignored the two bloody arms under his chin, said hello, and climbed up with the ghost on his back.

When he went down the shaft just now, he didn't look down, and the overall feeling was like walking backwards, and when he went up, he was going in the direction of his gaze, so he climbed up very fast. And the things he was carrying behind his back were indeed not heavy, not a big burden.

It only took more than four minutes to go up and down in this dry well. Feng Bujue came to stand still outside the well, panting evenly, still not daring to be careless, he did not rush to pick up the mobile phone, but once again took out the pipe wrench, and said to the thing that was clinging to his back: "It's out, you can go home." ”

The voice sounded from the back of Feng Bujue's neck, like a cold wind sweeping against the back of his neck: "Return...... Home ......"

The next few seconds were a suffocating silence.

"Thank you......" was the ghost's last reply.

At the same time as Feng Bujue heard this, the cold chill around him suddenly disappeared, and the feeling of carrying something behind his back was gone. Only then did he take a long breath and turn back.

In the silver moonlight, the appearance of the dry well had changed, and the mouth of the well was not open, but sealed with a cement slab. One end of the thick rope in Feng Bujue's hand was still tied to the tree, but the other end that was thrown into the well was stacked on the edge of the well at the moment.

Maybe Feng Bujue didn't go down to this well at all, maybe he went...... It's somewhere else. And it was from that place that he rescued the boy.

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The last paragraph of the newspaper clipping in the hand of the rain reads:

Heisei 10, autumn.

When a student's parent invited an onmyoji to practice the Dharma, the onmyoji claimed to have beheaded the spirit, but his own path was still unable to make him a Buddha.

The author asked again and again, and the onmyoji left, "Do you want me to go to 'there' and carry him out?" He left angrily.

Since then, the wellhead has been re-sealed with cement, and there is no abnormality to this day.

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