At nine o'clock, it was already dark.

Because of the completely dim light around me, I'm now back to where I couldn't see anything.

The darkness in front of me made the waiting time seem extraordinarily long, and occasionally a few noisy sparrows flew overhead, flapping their wings.

I don't know how long it took, the long period of darkness made me almost drowsy, but fortunately, the Taoist chief on the side had already adapted to the state of long-term vigilance and could stay awake all the time.

I fell asleep in a daze, and suddenly, I felt my left arm being kneaded hard, and the pain brought me back to my senses quickly.

"What...... "......I just woke up from my sleep, and my brain was a little dazed.

The Taoist next to me quickly blocked my mouth to speak.

"Shh

I quickly silenced and listened carefully to the movement in the courtyard wall next door, it must have come......

I think what I hear seems to be more like a struggle than an imaginary grudge.

But...... Based on the two versions of the story we've heard, shouldn't it be suicide?

It stands to reason that even if it is the result of a great grievance, the resentment after suicide will have problems in a more resentful way, rather than in a very violent way as I have heard now.

Therefore, there must be a certain deviation between the story we heard before and reality, and the degree of deviation may be relatively large.

There was a tugging and dragging sound next door, probably from the front of the main house, and the sound was probably next to the well, and I even heard the sound of tearing clothes, then a violent, rebellious, rebellious sound, and then, quiet......

"Dao Chief...... You say......"

I listened to the voice next door and quieted down, and was about to say something to the Taoist, but suddenly I heard a "knock".

What is this sound?

"From the well!"

"That's not right! Uncle Qi told us before that all the things he took into the photos were found to be soaked in the water of this well every other day, which proves that there must be water in this well! How could it be this voice?! I shook my head and said firmly.

"If there is no water, it is called a cellar!"

I subconsciously still believe what Uncle Qi told us, and I just listened to the last sound, obviously from the well, I thought that now my eyes can't see clearly, so my hearing is extremely sensitive.

"Whether there is well water or not, let's go over first." Before he could finish his sentence, I heard a very sharp tumbling sound on my left.

I also climbed to the other side of the courtyard wall with the help of another Taoist priest, and when we turned over, I only felt that it was like daylight, as if there were countless spotlights on us, and it became a high-profile character.

At the same time, I felt as if something was burning in front of me, and after a painful tingling sensation, I seemed to see two looming figures appear in front of me.

I subconsciously thought it would be the Taoist chief and the Taoist priest he brought, but no.

It was the figure of a weak scholar and a woman, both of whom were dressed in red, just like the wedding dresses worn when they married in ancient times.

The man knelt on the ground, protected the woman behind him, and kept kowtowing to the front, I seemed to see his forehead smashed, he seemed to be praying for something, and the woman behind him was crying all the time.

After a while, the woman stood up violently and walked up to the man, as if she had made a decision, and then the two of them pulled each other to protect each other.

Then I seemed to see the man covered in blood, and the woman was running around like crazy, and finally something threw her into a deep well......

"I'm going to ruin you!"

It was the only thing I heard in the picture in front of me, a voice that sounded still immature, but hoarse because of hatred.

At the end of the picture, I also felt as if the white light had disappeared, replaced by the familiar darkness.

"Tang Qi Xiaoyou?" When I came back to my senses, I felt a pair of hands pushing against my shoulders.

"I've seen a lot of images, but they all seem to be different from what we've heard before." I whispered.

"That's it! Tang Qixiaoyou, let's see if you can see what is in front of you now. ”

After listening to the Taoist chief's words, I quickly opened my eyes, perhaps because there were some lights in this courtyard, and I could vaguely see some things.

"Yes, it's vague."

I replied.

I could see some of the things they had laid out on the ground, the oil and the millet that had been arranged according to what I had said, there was no mess at all, and the big stones on the empty top of the light buckle had been moved aside.

The road clothes of the Japanese army on the ground next to them were also torn to pieces, and the bottle of rice wine that should have been placed on the cuffs was also gone, except for the millet and oil on the ground, everything else could be said to have lost its original appearance.

"Look at the ...... in the well"

Before I knew it, my eyes fell on the mouth of the well, which had lost the pressure of the big stone.

But I don't know why, as soon as the words came out, I felt that there might be a little problem, weird, but it seemed like someone might be calculated.

Maybe he was also worried, I saw that the Taoist chief did not act rashly, but the Taoist priest rushed forward.

"Wait a minute!"

"Don't go yet!"

The Taoist and I tried to stop him in unison, but it was too late, and he was now lying on his stomach with his entire upper body lying on the mouth of the well.

Through the space between the head and shoulders of this Taoist priest, he saw a white light that suddenly flashed......

The white light......

"Grass! Drag him back! I exclaimed.

The Taoist chief and I hurriedly dragged the Taoist priest back, and he was still at a loss, wondering why we suddenly dragged him back.

"There's a camera in there, it's supposed to be me with a flash." The Taoist priest blinked.

The Taoist chief held his forehead, and then said to me helplessly:

"New here, just five months old."

I can't care about how long this Taoist priest has been here, I only know that if I can't do it before tomorrow night, maybe this Taoist priest will be taken somewhere.

Before I could act, the Taoist chief jumped down to the well.

This is not a previously discussed countermeasure!

Startled by the Michigan's actions, I hurried to the mouth of the well and looked down.

This well is not deep, not even the kind of well, which is very narrow, straight up and down, as I am familiar with, but the kind of space with a small mouth and a big belly, which really looks like a cellar.

"Cui Mu?!"