Rustle rustle......

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the quiet bamboo forest behind the square rustled and swayed, and the bamboo sea was choppy.

As soon as Fang Zheng stood on the water stain, his keen five senses immediately sensed that there was a resentment in the location of the water stain under his feet.

...... It was as if he had fallen into a claustrophobic environment......

...... Then I saw a dry well......

...... The faint sound of a child crying could be heard......

...... Lonely......

...... Afraid......

...... Despair......

...... Grievances......

And the endless darkness, which sinks deeper and deeper... Suddenly, Fangzheng's head was hot and hot, and his spiritual power collided violently like a diamond in his head, bursting out of blazing fire, as if his head had become a blazing torch, making Fangzheng feel hot and hot, and at the same time, the spiritual platform gradually cleared, and all illusions dissipated like melting snow in spring!

It is the spiritual martial art "Demon Ape Meditation View"! Feeling the threat to life, he has produced an automatic protector!

In the past, Founder, has always thought about one thing.

The most powerful ghost things he encountered in the past were two corpses and paper piercing people.

But even then, these ghosts only appear at night. Even if it is a supernatural event post posted by netizens, it all happens at night.

At night, the yin qi is at its heaviest.

What if ghosts could appear during the day?

When Fang Zheng regained the clarity of the spiritual platform, Fang Zheng was like a serious illness, his spirit was sluggish, and at the same time, his head was hot and cold, making him feel the pain of a splitting headache.

Fang Zheng immediately left the puddle of water and walked back to the sun-drenched clearing, and the cold, cold feeling in his head was only slightly better.

But his spirit is still sluggish, and his head is still hot and cold, as if it is about to explode.

Fang Zheng's face changed slightly, he knew that he was shocked, just a puddle of water stains, there was such a strong resentment... Is it the woman who goes into the village every rainstorm to look for a lost child?

Was it this woman standing outside the window of Li Peng's house last night, peeping into the house?

And this resentment... Even the two corpses that were cut in half and died after a long struggle, he had never encountered such a strong resentment at the beginning.

But what kind of experience made this woman have such a strong resentment? Even during the day, there was such a strong resentment that almost made him got.

At this time, Fang Zheng's face was still a little abnormally sickly pale.

At the same time, Fang Zheng couldn't help but rejoice, fortunately, what he encountered this time was just a residual resentment, if this ghost thing could really appear in the daytime, it would be a real horror.

Fang Zheng could already confirm that he had encountered a supernatural event again this time.

Subsequently, Fang Zheng left Li Peng's house.

The water stain must be found by the village chief to bury it as soon as possible, and at the same time cut down all the bamboo forests. The bamboo forest shades the sun all year round, which has made the yin qi of that place a little heavy.

Ordinary people approaching that place would never be able to bear that resentment.

You know, even he almost capsized in the gutter.

Just as Fang Zheng was leaving, a villager closest to Li Peng's house was so frightened that he hid back into the house when he saw Fang Zheng coming from the direction of Li Peng's house.

Bang!

But Fang Zheng could feel that as he left, there was always a pair of eyes behind that door, staring at him in the distance.

It can be seen from this that the strange things that have happened one after another in the past two days, and the disappearance of the villagers, have made people panic, making these villagers suddenly frightened.

Everyone is avoiding it, but everything related to Li Peng and the horse widow is afraid of being contaminated with bad luck.

Fang Zheng didn't pay attention to the gaze that was secretly looking at him from behind, he walked along the way, thinking about one thing, and soon after, Fang Zheng returned to the villager's house where he was staying.

At this time, Uncle Li was not at home, but went out with the village chief to find the missing person, and Aunt Zhou was the only one in the house.

When Fang Zheng came back, he happened to see Aunt Zhou untie the red rope that tied the rooster to the door, put the rooster down, and was feeding the rooster feed and water.

"Fang Zheng is back, hey, why is the complexion on your face suddenly so bad? Aunt Zhou remembers that before you went out, you were still fine, and your face was ruddy. Aunt Zhou looked up and saw Fang Zheng, with a kind and simple smile on her face.

Fang Zheng casually found a reason for catching a cold,

"Aunt Zhou, why is our village named Gujing Village?Is it because it is related to a certain well in Gujing Village?" Fang Zheng asked curiously, and he didn't see the slightest abnormality on his face.

Aunt Zhou said while feeding the chickens: "There is indeed an ancient well in the village that has been very old. ”

"No one can remember the year of that ancient well. When Aunt Zhou was still as young as Fang Zheng, that well had always existed, maybe the older generation of old people could know more. ”

Fang Zheng remained silent, and continued to pretend to be curious and asked, "Does Aunt Zhou know where this ancient well is?" It seems that I have been in our Gujing Village for three days, and I have not seen this ancient well. ”

Aunt Zhou smiled and said: "Of course I can't see it, because this ancient well is in the ancestral hall, and it has been abandoned for decades." In order to prevent children from falling into the well, this ancient well has been sealed by adults when Aunt Zhou was still young and just sensible. ”

"At that time, the adults in the village were at least seventy or eighty years old now, and many old people have passed away. ”

Fang Zheng continued to ask quietly: "Aunt Zhou, has there really been a child who has fallen from this ancient well before? ”

However, when Fang Zheng asked this sentence, the expression on Aunt Zhou's face finally changed, and Fang Zheng secretly said in his heart.

But in the future, Fang Zheng didn't ask any useful clues.

Aunt Zhou always avoided talking or simply remained silent, and did not answer Fang Zheng's last question, and Fang Zheng didn't dare to ask too closely, for fear of exposing himself.

Watching Aunt Zhou return to the house, Fang Zheng's eyes showed a thoughtful expression.

In the world of resentment of that woman, he saw a dry well, claustrophobic and narrow without seeing the light of day, and faintly heard the weak cry of a child... The square front color is condensed.

If this woman had already found her child, why did she go crazy and return to the village after the rain, going from house to house looking for her child?

Isn't that inconsistent?

Is the story fake?

Or is there anyone who is deliberately obfuscating?

"It seems that the ancient well in the ancestral hall that has been sealed is the source of the beginning of all events. Aunt Zhou's face was abnormal, which was enough to show that the ancient well was very unusual and must have buried the truth of all the mysteries. In Fang Zheng's heart, there was already a vague conjecture......

It's just that this conjecture is a bit too sensational, and he doesn't dare to draw conclusions in advance until he investigates it clearly, so as not to affect his judgment.

Fang Zheng ignored the still somewhat sluggish spirit, and immediately set off for the ancestral hall in Gujing Village.

Multiply it by daylight and figure it all out.