Sometimes life is actually very contradictory, when you are in a certain life, you are tired of it and afraid of it, you want to escape, but when you escape, you will find that you don't know where to go, and you may miss your previous life.

I'm almost in this state now, I've been haunted by that teleporting thing, and I'm trying to escape.

But when I did, I found myself with nowhere to go.

I'm still stuck on the second floor, not knowing how to get out.

I took a deep breath and then spit out vigorously, trying to spit out the depression in my heart as well, but the reality is that it is difficult to spit out the depression.

I was so irritable that I almost went crazy, and finally decided to get some sleep first.

Because of my previous experience, I decided to find a place to sleep this time, and I couldn't just lie down on the ground and fall asleep, what if there were any monsters.

I searched for a long time but didn't find the house I was looking for, most of the houses here are wooden structures, and a few are mixed with wood and stone.

In my image, only reinforced concrete gives me a sense of security.

After all, if there is a zombie, the wood can be broken and pierced in one fell swoop, and the reinforced concrete one, even if the zombie is invulnerable, it will take time for you to dig a hole, right?

In addition, I am also worried that after so many years, at least 800 years, almost a thousand years, these woods should have rotted a long time ago, and what if I fell asleep and collapsed, and buried me again.

And the collapse of the surrounding houses has confirmed that my fears are correct.

But there is a very cruel fact, which is that although I don't want to live in these wooden houses, I want to live in reinforced concrete, but there are no houses here, only wooden houses.

I had no choice but to choose one, after all, it's better than nothing, and having a piece of wood in the way is better than facing monsters directly.

I chose and chosen, but I was still afraid that it would not be strong enough, and I would collapse in my sleep.

But my worries are obviously unfounded.

When I patted the wooden pillars with my hand to check whether they were strong enough, I found that my hand was just like tapping on a reinforced concrete wall, not moving at all.

I put both hands on the pillar and shook it vigorously, and the pillar was as steady as Mount Tai.

Then I began to curse again: "Dog, the current developers are all black-hearted, and the houses they built are not as good as the wooden houses of 800 years ago and 1,000 years ago."

Because I found that the wooden house was strong enough, I decided to stay in it for one night, according to the time on the phone I just saw, it should be night, because there is no Internet, I don't know if the time displayed on the phone is correct.

I left the two glow sticks outside, and I didn't bring them into the house

Village.

Because I knew that light would attract unknown creatures, I was afraid of getting another ghost thing that could teleport, and then I would be out of luck again.

On top of that, I set fire to a few collapsed wooden houses next to it and let them burn, both to attract possible creatures to other places and to deter unidentified creatures with the flames.

And I hid in my room, sleeping quietly, not afraid of being disturbed.

I don't know if my method worked, anyway, when I woke up, nothing happened, and the fire outside was still burning again, burning everywhere, red, and the fire reflected the flames, hitting the shadows on the wall.

As the flames burned, the shadows on the walls jumped, a bit like ghosts.

When I woke up, I searched around and couldn't find a way out of here.

Just when I was about to lose my temper, I accidentally found a well.

I picked up a piece of burning wood and threw it down to see if there was any water down there, and how deep it was.

As a result, in the process of falling, the torch hit the wall of the well, and the sparks splashed everywhere, and after falling more than ten meters, it was extinguished. I didn't see if there was water or not.

So I picked up another tile and threw it in, and then I began to count, and after counting for about ten seconds, I heard a knock and thought, which means that there is a sound of water below.

In addition, according to my preliminary calculations, the distance from the water surface to the wellhead is estimated to be 50 meters.

"Fifty meters is deep! It's so deep, could it be the entrance to the next level?" I thought so.

Don't blame me for thinking so, I really can't find a way down, so I can only guess.

I have a problem, once I have an idea, unless it is confirmed that it is not, I will keep thinking about it.

The result of thinking all the time is that you will be blindly confident that your ideas are correct.

I knew about it, but I couldn't change it, so I made a decision to throw a glow stick down and take a look.

Fold the glow stick and throw it down.

The glow stick doesn't go out and allows me to see what's going on at the bottom of the well.

Looking at the glow sticks, bumping and falling on the wall of the well, gave me the feeling of falling into the abyss.

Finally the glowsticks didn't seem to fall anymore, and I heard the sound of the water, so I quickly looked down and looked down at the well.

Looking at it, a saying suddenly popped up in my mind: "Two people don't look at the well, three people don't hug the tree, and they can't rely on the fence alone."

What does this mean? In fact, it is literal, teaching people to be careful in doing things.

For example, when two people don't look at the well, when two people look at the well, you look at the front, and the person in the back pushes you down when you are not paying attention

In the same way, when you climb high and look into the distance, when there are two people and no one else around, don't easily lean to the edge of the cliff or the top of the building, you lean over, and you are likely to be pushed down.

The three of them don't hug the tree, which is also the same truth, teaching us the truth that we must not have the heart of harming others and the heart of preventing others.

When there are three people, what if you hug a tree and the other two pull you and tie you with a rope, right?

I don't know why I suddenly had this thought, but I still looked back vigilantly, and after making sure that there was no one around, I continued to look down the well, and when I turned around, I smiled bitterly and laughed at myself: "I'm nervous, there's no one else here, look at the yarn."

That's what I thought, and that's how I comforted myself, but one thing I forgot was that no one doesn't mean there aren't ghosts.

So when I grabbed the edge of the well with both hands, stretched out my head, and leaned out most of my body to look into the well, suddenly a ghost thing appeared, which was the faceless monster that I thought was scattered, and it suddenly appeared on my back, and then suddenly stomped my foot and stepped me off the well.

I screamed and fell down "Ah~poof~", I plunged into the well water, because I was afraid, because of fear, I couldn't hold back, and I choked on the water.

Falling from a height of fifty meters, despite my resistance to the water, I still stuck seven or eight meters down, choked on the water, I was frightened and frightened, paddling my hands desperately, trying to swim up, but I found a terrifying thing, that is, I could only go downstream, I could not go upstream.

It turned out that the well was too small for me to swim directly to the surface.

I knew I needed to make a 180-degree turn in the water, turning my head down and head up.

As much as I knew, I thought about it, but I couldn't.

This is the same as teaching people to do handicrafts, cook, or draw on online videos now.

If you look at it, you will do it, and you will lose it as soon as you do it.

I could think of a solution, but because I was afraid, because I was frightened, because I was choking, and because my swimming skills were not up to par, I couldn't complete a 180-degree roll in the water, a narrow distance of less than one and a half meters.

I tried a few times but it didn't work, and the choking got worse and worse, and I couldn't hold it anymore.

You must know that once you choke on water, it will cause a chain reaction, and if no one helps, it is certain death.

Just when I thought I was going to drown like this, my hand suddenly touched something, and naturally it was not a human being, nor a ghost.

It's the wall of the well, the hard wall of the well.

Since I couldn't do it myself, I relied on external forces to do it, and I held the wall of the well with both hands, and then began to roll.

This action is actually not difficult, as long as you think of the well wall as parallel bars, you can easily complete it.