Remembering the last time he saw the black evil in the well, he thought that there was something unclean in it, and the drawn rune paper was ready to be pinched in his hand, as long as he saw it, he would destroy it cleanly.

Walking quietly step by step, I was afraid that the black evil would invade the brain in an instant and create an illusion.

When the time comes, it's really hard to do, and maybe you'll have to collapse yourself.

The moment he poked his head down, Mu Xichen almost even typed out the rune paper. He saw that there was indeed something black in the water of the well.

But it wasn't a sha, it was a dark shapeless thing. And this hair floating on the surface of the water is obviously dead inside!

His pupils dilated suddenly, and he swallowed his saliva, seeing that the cloth color on her body must be a villager in the village.

Immediately, it was found that there were obvious friction marks in the circle of the stone well, and a piece of the dust that had accumulated deep on the stone well was wiped off, and then a bucket was wrapped in a solid rope, hanging in the air and babbling and shaking.

He blinked, carefully observing everything with his yin and yang eyes.

How can there be dead people here? Besides, this place is too remote, and the dust accumulated on the ancient well shows that no one has used this well for a long time, and it is impossible to fall into the well.

Mu Xichen stretched out his hand and pulled the rope, only to find that there were traces of friction on the wooden beam, assuming that the wooden barrel was placed on the beam at that time, and the wooden barrel fell down and hit the person's head, perhaps because he was stunned and fell into the water.

However, the people in the village all migrated from the north, because they were all born and died, and coupled with the character of the Tibetans, it was inevitable that the feelings would be more sincere.

Shouldn't there be a murder? If you look at it several times, it seems that there is no proof of the existence of a second person except for the footprints of one person on the ground.

Suddenly, he noticed something again, and his scalp was numb. When the fingers touched the wooden beam, ten dark finger prints grasped the top, and two dark footprints were imprinted on the beam.

Then he threw his gaze to the barrel, and after a week, he finally found two black handprints on it.

A tingling pain in his brain caused him to lose his mind and crash into the well, and a stone that came out of nowhere under his feet tripped over his feet, and he slammed his hands on the mouth of the well, and planted himself into the well.

Everything is as he imagined, it is a terrible ghost who harms people! The next second, the bucket will fall down and stun him!

Suddenly raised his head, and sure enough, there was a black figure with red eyes, and smashed the bucket down vigorously.

"Demons!"

Raise your hand and hold up a piece of talisman paper and stick it firmly on the wooden barrel, this is a spell dedicated to preventing ghosts, and it is definitely not comfortable for him to let the demons and monsters eat one.

Mu Xichen's hand strength was obviously not enough, and he trembled a little to fight against the monster, and secretly luckily urged the true power of the charm in his hand, with the mantra.

This thing was quickly overcome and fled to the clouds.

There was no danger, he stood up straight and looked at the place where it had fled: "It seems that this village is starting to be unpeaceful. ”

Recently, something has happened that is unbelievable to the villagers, and it is these ghosts that have been made up.

"We need to get the body out of here." He muttered to himself, pulled the sturdy rope, tied a knot tightly around his waist, and untied the rope that had been holding the bucket and hung right down to the water.

He slid down the slippery wall of the well, and although the small space was oppressive, he mustered up the courage to pull the woman out of the water.

Mu Xichen's strength was not comparable to carving wood, and he finally pulled the woman up, her skin was already swollen with bubbles, and there were many pus pockets in her skin.

He wrapped the other rope around her several times, tied a few more firm knots, put it back in the water, spread his legs and climbed up the wall of the well.

The wall of the well is not high, but it is covered with moss, very slippery, and it is difficult to climb up a few meters, and accidentally slide down and give up all the efforts.

In the end, even he fell into the water with a "plop", and he was so cold that he was shining. With both feet on top of the floating corpse, I was so shocked that I didn't know what to do.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" He grabbed the rope and climbed up apologetically, dragging the body up, and the hell weather fell into the water, it was really not ordinary cold.

Luck was hot and cold, and after a while it slowly climbed up, and finally climbed to the mouth of the well, holding his hands on it and panting lightly, with the swollen corpse hanging on his back.

Suddenly he felt that something was wrong, originally a corpse was enough for him to toss, and a team of people on Ah Xiao's side were still waiting to see what was going on, and now ......

A few women passed by in the alley, and their footsteps hurried towards the lame man's house. When I came, I didn't even enter the yard, but I happened to bump into this scene.

One woman was so frightened that she covered her eyes, and she couldn't shake out a complete sentence.

(Tibetan: Kill, kill!) ）”

(Tibetan: Oh God!) Isn't that the daughter-in-law of the Wang family who disappeared the day before yesterday? ）”

Two or three women panicked at the same time, so frightened that they didn't dare to run, and for a while screams rang out, which soon attracted many villagers.

Judging from their performance, it is very likely that they have misunderstood themselves, and Mu Xichen hurriedly explained: "No! Listen to me, I found a body in the well! He stopped abruptly, suddenly remembering that the two sides did not speak the same language at all.

He hurriedly took the body out of the well and carefully laid her flat on the ground. It quickly attracted the attention of a group of people, and he was so embarrassed that he didn't know how to explain it.

Finding that the villagers were all staring at him fiercely at the moment, Mu Xichen opened his mouth, and the noisy sound became blurred in his ears.

"Not me...... It's not me ......."

But no one dared to rush up, they felt that the evil ghost in the village of Mu Xichen, since he came to the village, strange things have always happened in the village, but now they have caught it!

“……”

“……”

The door was slammed open, and it was the yin and yang face of the lame sixth man who poked his head out.

He shouted angrily: "(Tibetan: Look what!) Blind call! ）”

(Tibetan: The man was a monster!) He brought misfortune to the village! ）”

When the lame old man heard this, he glared at Mu Xichen in a blink of an eye, and looked at the corpse and naturally understood.

Because he used to be the person who followed Banguo Lao Xian, his status in the hearts of the villagers is still not shallow.

The lame old man limped out of the door, and he walked towards Mu Xichen with a small crutch. Squinting his eyes and looking at the corpse, he circled around the well as he did before, and found the same thing.

"Hmph, be smart." The lame man snorted and scolded Mu Xichen behind his back, turned around and walked over to disperse everyone.

(Tibetan: Gone, gone!) There's nothing to see, it's indeed the daughter-in-law of the Wang family who died, but it's been dead for two days, and he didn't kill it! ）”

It's just that no one would believe it.

was shouted by the lame sixth, although no one questioned, but no one was willing to walk away. So the lame man walked forward with his stick and beat him indiscriminately.

(Tibetan: Can't go!) Walk or not! ）”

was so troubled by the lame master, everyone also thought that he was old and had a strange personality, and they were all reluctantly kicked out.

After watching the people walk away, the lame man limped back again. A crutch slammed on the ground in front of Mu Xichen a few times.

"It's so stupid that you dare to go into the water to save people when you meet a black demon!"

Mu Xichen was speechless, standing in place with his mind blank.

"I ......"

"See those pustules on the corpses?"

Mu Xichen frowned next, what's so strange about this? Could it be that it is still poisonous?

A stick smashed on his head mercilessly, Mu Xichen cried out in pain, covered his head and complained, "Lame master, what are you doing here?" Is it wrong for me to chase away the black and pick up the body? It is said that people cannot be resurrected after death, let alone put into the ground for peace......"

"The dense packets bulging out of the pustules are a kind of weird mosquito bites that bulge into small packets, and the contents of the packets will generate insect repellent and break out of the skin."

"Did you go into the water?"

The lame man stared at Mu Xichen for a while, and saw that his embarrassed appearance of a chicken in the soup must have fallen into the water.

Unceremoniously grabbed Mu Xichen, and found that his ankles were full of bulging small bags, and there was a dark red.

"Lame master, what is this?" In a panic, Mu Xichen lifted his trouser leg and saw that all the places that were stained with water basically began to bulge up gradually, fortunately, Mu Xichen was not a person with dense phobia, otherwise he would definitely not be able to stand it for a long time.

I suddenly remembered what the lame man just said, mosquitoes will pick up after biting, and maggots will come out later.

Thinking of this burst of nausea, he had seen the eggs spit out of Jiang Xuejuan's stomach before, could it be that he himself was going to suffer the sin of these disgusting insects this time?

"Lame master, what should I do then?"

"What else can I do, just wait for the bugs to hatch on their own." The lame man chewed his mouth lightly, and his two mustaches were raised high. looked at Mu Xichen's embarrassed look with a joke.

"Ahh Mu Xichen said, his feet began to grow, and he was about to reach out to scratch it, but he was slapped off by the lame master.

"You think that Yin-Yang can cure anything! Wait for the bugs to jump on your feet. When the time comes, the legs will be full of rotten meat......"

"Bah!" Even the lame master himself felt uncomfortable when he said it, and Mu Xichen looked at his feet without tears and pointed.

"Lame, itchy ......"

"Just endure the itch, you deserve it!" Saying that, the lame man walked out of the alley slowly, saying that he was going to find someone to cremate the corpse. The water in the well is full of the abnormal poisonous mosquitoes, which are transparent and hidden in the water, and you really can't see it.

Mu Xichen just stood there, his legs were itchy and unbearable, he stretched out his hand to grab it, but when he thought of the consequences, he could only stop his movements impatiently.

I finally put down my trouser leg and ran out.

Miaojiazhai.

It was pitch black all around, and the three of them hid in a narrow thief hole.

He Juwen drove a duck to crawl in the dark hole, and He Fatzi lit a candle in the middle, and the tiger broke off.

After searching for several days, they finally found a robbery hole in Nuwa's tomb, and it seems that this thing is true.

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