"What did you see at the bottom of the well?"

I didn't expect his question to be so quick and sudden, that I almost fell into an invisible and deep fear again before I could be prepared for it.

"No... It's nothing. ”

I shuddered, desperately trying to distract myself.

The pupils in the eyes contracted sharply, and the blood vessels up and down the body were instantly full, and even the heartbeat accelerated more than ten times.

"You're lying..., you must have seen something!"

The mysterious masked man standing in front of me was adamant at the moment, and I was like a rat exposed to the streets, with nowhere to hide.

The fear hidden in his heart was clear to him.

I leaned back on the wooden chair behind me and tried to keep my posture as peaceful as I could, my hands wiping the cold sweat from my forehead.

There are only three people in the empty stilted building, counting Xiaoyue, and the space of more than 100 square meters is full of unique ornaments of the Miao people, which seems to be polished and brightened silverware flashing brightly.

The mysterious man in front of him was still silent, and a gust of wind blew through the mask on his face, and the hollow of the mask actually emitted a slight sound of musical instruments.

"You're lucky, but your companion doesn't seem to have that much luck....

He turned his back to me, and his voice seemed to have gone through vicissitudes of life, and people couldn't help but immerse themselves in the lost memories of the years.

"What do you mean, what luck is not luck..." I let out a furious cry of confusion.

His words lingered in my head, and I seemed to suddenly realize something, and stared at him with wide eyes.

"Whoever has seen the old well and has not been frightened into madness or blindness, you are the first...".

"What?"

Listening to the words of the mysterious man in front of me, my whole body seemed to fall into an ice cave in an instant, so the gauze wrapped around Xiao Yue's face means..."Blindness...?

"How is this possible?"

The mysterious man in the mask spoke in a flat tone, as if telling an irreversible fact, and did not continue to speak until more than ten seconds later.

"My clan has lived in seclusion in the mountains for thousands of years, and has nothing to do with the outside world."

"And that isolated stilted building and old well is a forbidden place for my people, and anyone who passes by there will eventually be cursed and will not die well if they take a step through the threshold."

"Boom..."

The wind was accompanied by torrential rain and thunder and lightning howling in the sky, and a thunderclap resounded through the sky, and the weather that was still clear suddenly became cold.

The white mist wafting through the street scene makes everyone rush to leave, and they want to flee immediately.

Cold sweat was covered on my forehead, and I looked back at Xiao Yue, who was lying flat in the gauze tent, and I couldn't understand the thousands of feelings in my heart.

"The key is in the old well, but the most strange thing is..., it seems that everyone sees a different scene when they look at the bottom of the well."

"I can't say... I must not say.... ”

I couldn't help but shudder as if I was stunned, only when the cold wind blew into the open window with the raindrops.

A mysterious man dressed as a Miao Jiang person left the Hangzi Building on a rainy night, and the strange mask on his face reflected the thunder and lightning from time to time flashing with the luster of black iron.

"If you still want your companion to live, go all the way down the street, and at the end there is a huge ancient tomb with a princess from the Tang and Song dynasties."

His hands were tightly constricted in the gray sleeves of the Miao people, but he could vaguely see that they were two completely different hands, and his right arm was rough and strong, and he looked like a perennial martial artist.

And the left hand is as gentle as jade, as if it is a woman's arm.

However, I didn't pay attention to such details at the time, until his next sentence echoed in my mind, and it instantly seemed to set off waves on the sea, which could not be dissipated for a long time.

"Her body has been lifelike for a thousand years, gouge out her eyes and I will find someone to transplant new eyes for your companion."

The thunder and lightning gradually subsided, and I stood in the middle of the street in confusion and looked at the very distinctive Miao hanging buildings lined up on both sides.

It's just that these people are not as hospitable as I imagined, with a veil on their heads, even if I look at them, they will close the doors and windows and run around desperately.

I looked at myself dressed as a Miao tribe, and thought to myself, could it be that they treated me as a monster.

I don't know how credible the Miao leader's words were, but my whole body trembled when I remembered the scene at the bottom of the well.

"Don't say... Don't say, I'm going to take this to the coffin! ”

I shuddered until I nearly tripped over a rock.

I don't know what Xiao Yue saw from the well last night, but one thing is certain.

That's about the old well, and everyone sees a completely different scene from the bottom of the well.

In addition, everyone here seems to be very afraid of the dilapidated stilted building.

Recalling the words of the leader of Miao Jiang in my mind, I couldn't help but start to be a little suspicious.

He said that when he was young, because his left hand curiously reached into the range of the ruined hanging building, he was directly cut off half of his arm by the clansmen.

Later, relying on the super skills learned in the clan, he broke into a princess tomb in the Tang and Song dynasties not far from here.

Listening to his hoarse narration, he also died nine times before he reached the tomb, but when he saw the Tang Dynasty princess in the coffin who had not rotted for thousands of years, he was almost frightened half to death.

The coffin was covered with gold and silver funerary goods, and the owner of the tomb was even more lifelike, as if blood was still circulating in the veins, and his face was ruddy.

It's just a little strange that the princess's nails still seem to be growing after her death, and her fingernails are almost rolled up after being blocked by the Tang Dynasty bronze coffin for thousands of years.

However, he was also a master of the arts, and he was at the age when the newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, so he used the firewood knife he carried with him to cut off the princess's left arm with one hand.

When he went back, it was raining continuously, and one of the clansmen had a very good pharmacological doctor to connect the severed arm for him, so that the two hands were completely different.

I never thought that now, in the depths of the strange and unpredictable mountains of Xiangxi, there is such a mysterious Miao people.

But it's too late to say anything, and it's still important to save people.

I asked the retinue of the Miao leader to prepare some necessities for the expedition to the tomb, but they had already prepared a large box of utensils for me.

In addition to a few torches and torches for lighting, there is also a sharp Miao knife.

The sword flickered with cold light as it unsheathed, and I knew that this knife must be extremely unusual just by the sound of the wind breaking through the air as it sliced through the air.

Not to mention being able to divide gold and jade, I'm afraid it's not much worse.

It's just that when I walked out of their village, the Miao servant led by me finally stuffed a red silk bag into my arms, saying that when I met the princess's body, I must remember to open it.

I was a little skeptical, but I didn't reject their kindness.

As it grew dark, I followed the directions on the map and walked little by little along the easternmost path of the village.

The eastern side has always been taboo for their people, and neither Miao nor children who go up the mountain to hunt are allowed to cross the fence at the entrance of the village.

It's just that it's the closest to the weird dilapidated hanging building, and whoever runs into it without permission will end up with only a dead end.

I stood in the direction of the map, and the muddy soil under my feet exuded a special aroma after the rain, and the grass was full of poisonous snakes and insects, so I needed to be very careful when walking.

There are two roads in front of you, one leading to the ruined Hangzi Tower, where strange events have occurred, and the other side is the tomb of the Tang Dynasty princess.

I looked up at the clouds that were gathering overhead, and thought to myself that I wouldn't be able to find the entrance to the tomb that night.

The top priority is to find a place to shelter from the rain, in fact, when I saw the strange hanging tower hidden in the distance by the canyon again, there seemed to be a strange force in my heart that was constantly tempting my legs.

It was full of too many doubts and unsolved mysteries, and I couldn't help but shudder when I remembered the scene at the bottom of the well.

"Why don't you go back and see..."

A strange and familiar voice sounded in my head, and it seemed to pierce my heart directly.

I really have too many doubts about that old well, even if I escape alive with Xiaoyue this time, I will definitely come back here to find out again if I have the opportunity in the future.

"Go back...? Then just look at it from a distance, I've already stayed there for one night anyway, so I'm afraid of something. ”

I secretly made a plan in my heart, and then I carried the bag behind me and deviated from the originally planned route a little bit.

The sun was setting silently in the west, and the only light was the faint glow of the fire in my hand.

I have a total of four of these things in my backpack, and sometimes I have to sigh that the wisdom of the ancients is really powerful, and this thing is simple to make, but it has become a must-have when there is no lighter.

Many Miao Jiang people do not know the things of the outside world, but have preserved the craftsmanship of many ancestors.

The jungle around me felt more and more familiar, and the footprints left by the indiscriminate escape were still clearly imprinted in the wet dirt.

In front of the weird hanging building, there is a small fenced courtyard of 100 square meters tied up with rattan branches, and the old well called the taboo is quietly located in the center of the courtyard.

The crisp sound of birdsong echoed in the night sky, and when I looked up, I was surprised to see that it was the strange birds with black feathers and scarlet eyes.

Sharp claws and spikes can tear through the skin of prey in an instant, and I almost lost it in the first place.

At this moment, my legs stayed outside the courtyard, watching the twilight of the flickering yellow candlelight in the weird and terrifying hanging building.

Through the blurred glass window paper, layers of weirdness emanate from the bottom of my heart.

I knew that I should leave as soon as possible after a few glances here, but when I took another step, my eyes were unconsciously fixed on the old well.

A few strange birds with black feathers flew in the sky, and the next second they flapped their wings and landed on the edge of the old well.

By this time, the night sky had completely darkened, and only the strange candlelight from the hanging building in front of me still flickered in front of my eyes.

I knew very well in my heart that the night I stayed with Xiaoyue was obviously empty and there was nothing in it, let alone half a candle.

"Whoa..."

The crisp sound of water suddenly rang in my ears, and I realized that the sound of water was coming from the old well, as if something was about to come out of the bottom of the well.

With his eyes wide, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva subconsciously, and his footsteps had already unconsciously stepped into the scope of this so-called forbidden land.

"TM's, could it be that someone has been pretending to be a ghost?"

At this moment, such an idea suddenly popped into my mind, and it was not unreasonable.

Those ancient villages that live in seclusion in the mountains and forests usually deliberately put up some terrifying "programs" to make people retreat in order to ensure that they will not be disturbed.

Footsteps made a crisp snapping sound in the dead grass of the courtyard.

"Three steps....

"Two steps..."

"One step."

I watched as the old well got closer and closer to me, and my heart seemed to rise to my throat.