I can't describe what I saw at the bottom of the well that day, and I can't help but tremble when I think about it again, like a patient awakened by a nightmare.

That old well is like a mirror that can poke into the deepest part of your heart, digging out all the scenes that you don't want people to know and see.

Until his footsteps were only one meter away from the wellhead, his eyes could already see a little clear well water echoing at the bottom of the well.

Suddenly, a bold idea popped into my head, and even I couldn't help but be startled.

"TM's, if you just seal it, even if it's weird and weird, as long as you seal the wellhead and don't look at it, won't it solve the hidden danger."

The afterglow in his eyes involuntarily looked at the stone mill parked on the left side of the small courtyard.

The huge disc stone grinds a thousand pounds to the ground, but the small stone platform that presses on it seems to be relatively light.

I said just do it, and then I couldn't help but rub my hands, and my hands stopped on the round platform on the stone mill, and I suddenly exerted force.

"Squeak..."

The crisp crunch of the stone crevices rubbing against the stone crevices echoed in my ears, and I gritted my teeth, and the green tendons on my forehead burst out, almost with the strength of milk, and pushed the stone platform above my head.

Every step seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and my feet sank directly into the wet dirt.

I don't know if it's a bit reckless, but how would I know if I didn't give it a try?

Under the night sky, a layer of gray mist shrouded in the small courtyard, making everything looming, but since entering the mountains of Xiangxi, I have long been accustomed to this scene.

"TM, no matter what kind of bull ghost you are, don't even think about escaping."

I snorted and gritted my teeth and walked desperately towards the strange old well.

It's just that when my eyes involuntarily aim at the bottom of the well, the clear and translucent well water reflects the moonlight on my face, and the next second I can't help but chill my spine and almost scream.

"It's... What the is this? ”

I wailed as hard as I could, and the stone platform that I had lifted above my head was thrown to the ground.

Fear eroded my fragile soul like a cold wind deep into my bone marrow, and I will never forget the scene reflected at the bottom of the well.

"Hell... Hell! ”

Suddenly, I felt a soft hand quickly pull my shoulder from behind, like a woman's arm, the white skin touching my body, so delicate that it was almost unspeakable.

"You don't want to die!"

The hoarse voice echoed in my ears, and I suddenly realized that it must be the strange Miao Jiang Mask Patriarch who came to save me.

I only vaguely remember that he had said that this was a forbidden place for their people, especially since this old well seemed to have the power of a curse attached to it.

All those who saw the bottom of the well were either blind or insane, and eventually suffered from bad luck until death.

Following this force, I finally took a big step back, thinking in my heart that since he was so afraid of this old well, how could he come and sacrifice himself to enter the forbidden land to save me, a "stranger".

It wasn't until I turned around that I suddenly noticed that his feet were not touching the ground, but on stilts more than a meter long.

The slender stilts and his height looked like a giant at the moment, and I could only subconsciously look up and see his true face.

Suddenly, there was a small sound in my ears, at first like a mosquito humming, and finally a little bit larger.

"Hole... Hole... Hole. ”

Like a muffled drum, it shook people's hearts.

"Let's go!"

He roared in a rage, and his hands slammed into force, almost pinching my shoulders and lifting me out of the mud.

I never thought that this guy's kung fu was so powerful, it didn't look like an ordinary practitioner, but when I came to my senses, my sore shoulders made me grin.

Behind him, the very old and dilapidated hanging tower emitted a faint candle flame.

"Squeak...".

Although I didn't turn my head to look over, I couldn't help but realize that something seemed to have pushed the wooden door of the stilted building open.

The exit of the wooden door of the fence was two steps away from us, and this guy seemed to be very good at kung fu, holding my pipa bone backwards with both hands for half a minute without moving, and his palms were not sore at all.

I was like a chick in his hands.

The stubborn temper surged into my heart, and I wanted to resist, but I remembered that it was because of my recklessness that things became like this, and I couldn't help but be completely deflated.

The inexplicable drumming behind me was getting louder and louder, and I didn't understand what it was all the time, but I vaguely felt as if the sound was coming from under my feet.

"Run!"

When he saw that the exit was close at hand, he couldn't help but shout and raised his hand to throw me out of the range of the bamboo garden.

Just when I thought he would jump out, I heard a crisp sound of wood breaking, and the stilts under his feet suddenly broke at this moment.

As he said, anyone who stepped into the courtyard would have bad luck and eventually die a good death.

Listening to the voice, I couldn't help but chuckle in my heart, and the black iron mask on the face of the mysterious Miao leader was flashing with black light at this moment.

He stepped on the stilts that were about to break and met my eyes, and the atmosphere instantly became silent and awkward.

The next second, the drumming suddenly subsided..., and a black arm covered with tiny fluff poked out from the soil beneath his feet, and the speed was staggering.

I seemed to feel a cold chill and despair in his empty mask.

Not only are my palms sweaty, but what is that? I don't know.

I suddenly remembered the night I had stayed here, and I saw a strange creature that looked like a humanoid and was covered with black hair slipping out from under my nose.

The palms covered with tiny black hairs are particularly striking in my memory.

It was just a flash of lightning, and the black arm that poked out of the ground instantly grabbed the legs of the leader of Miao Jiang.

It seems that it is hidden in the ground and seems to have great power, and even the stilts under its feet sink into the ground one by one in an instant.

"Take the knife."

With a loud shout, I casually threw the saber I had brought with me on my trip.

This Miao knife is more than five feet long, only the handle of the knife stands one foot two, its feel is particularly comfortable, because the weight of the whole knife body is very elegant, so whether it is cutting or stabbing is very easy to kill, the lethality is great.

It is said that it was the sword cast by Qi Jiguang when he resisted the Japanese invaders, and it was with such a treasure knife that the Japanese were killed.

The Miao leader who was at a disadvantage in front of him heard my shouting and was not ambiguous, and raised his right hand to take the hilt of the sword.

Then he stabbed straight into the crotch, and the sharp tip of the knife sank directly into the dirt, and a huge strange cry and wail echoed in his ears.

When the sword was pulled out by him again, a stream of black blood burst out of the ground, and it suddenly smelled foul.

I knew that this blow would not hurt the monster's life, but the stance would definitely make it hurt for a while.

In the next second, the leader of Miao Jiang, who was originally afraid of this, couldn't help but maintain the posture of holding a knife in his left hand, standing in place and letting the gusts of yin wind blowing from the woods on his face, as if he was feeling something.

I knew that this guy was a daring man, and that he would want to kill the thing when he got it right, but when the moon overhead was gradually obscured by dark clouds.

The sound of the rushing water is not only ringing in the ears, "Tick tock..."

I could hear that the sound seemed to be coming from the old well.

Then he swallowed his saliva and couldn't help but look at the dilapidated stilted building in front of him.

"Close your eyes and don't look at the well!"

At the same time, the leader of Miao Jiang, who was holding a Miao knife and trampling on only half a stilt left, seemed to have discovered the clue, and a loud cry woke me up.

Recalling Xiao Yue's experience, I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat all of a sudden, thinking to myself how I was willing to do anything, it seemed that it was really fateful to be able to escape from here alive last time.

The tense nerves didn't have time to relax, and the next second I turned my head around almost in the flash of lightning, not looking at the old well.

"Hole... Hole... hole..."

The muffled sound of the drum echoed in his ears, and he couldn't help but prick his eardrums.

It's just that when he turned around, he found that the leader of Miao Jiang with his unique skills was holding a bloody human head in one hand.

The old well next to him had been pressed tightly by the huge stone grinding disc, and the stilts under his feet had been completely destroyed, and the huge force from his hands had caused his feet to sink directly into the ground.

"Let's go!"

He held his breath and shouted at me, vaguely seeing blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, as if he had been injured internally.

"Bang."

But before I could react, a loud bang sounded in my ears like thunder, and the stone grinding disc pressed on the old well actually flew up two or three meters high with a bang.

The endless wails came out of the well like the ghosts of hell, like a hundred ghosts scratching the heart and sending chills down the spine.

I gritted my teeth and rushed desperately into the muddy stilted building garden again, and the green tendons on my forehead burst out and exerted force.

Unexpectedly, the leader of Miao Jiang wearing a mask and the bloody black head in his hand were carried on his shoulders, and he fled desperately with his feet like flying.

I carried him on my back and ran down the path, and the sunny weather I had just seen was instantly shrouded in dark clouds, and flashing thunder and lightning and drizzle kept watering the ground under my feet.

With the style I have practiced in the army for several years, I know that his injuries this time seem to be not light, but the most serious ones should be from the body.

He had been clutching the Miao knife and the black head in his hand, and when he accidentally looked at it, he saw that it was a crimson monkey head, covered with stiff hair.

It's exactly the same monster I found when I first discovered, maybe it's this thing that sneaks into the stilted building and lights the red candle to make people feel it.

But how to explain the matter of the old well?

Whenever I think of the scene at the bottom of the well, I can't help but feel a chill down my spine, and I just want to find a reason to prevaricate and forget about it for a while.

The sound of neat and strange footsteps quickly came from the woods around me, and as a former member of the Soul Eradication Team, I was extremely sensitive to subtle sounds.

Just when he wanted to raise his head to be on guard, he saw that he had quietly stood at the entrance of the village at this moment.

Many Miao people dressed in Miao costumes wore gray turbans on their heads, all of them brushed their left hands, and stood on both sides of the village entrance with a sharp firewood knife.

The gray weather above their heads was drizzling and slapping on their bodies but not moving, and each of them had a black veil covering their faces along with their eyes and noses, and the slightest gap was not exposed.