At this point, I made up my mind that I must go down the well and have a look.

Xie Luo once went to a mysterious place, and I was not interested in what experience he had, and the reason why I still wanted to explore it was because I wanted to give an explanation of the common hardships I had with Wang Erdonkey.

"I'm going down the well." I said to Liu Jiajia.

Liu Jiajia ran out of ideas, and could see that she was in turmoil, "It's too dangerous." ”

"I'll try, but if I can't get down, I won't do it, not reluctantly." I returned to the wellhead and shone a flashlight on the four edges, but I couldn't see anything to borrow, so I could only take one step at a time.

Liu Jiajia stood outside the fence and stared at me closely. I turned off the flashlight, pinned it to my waist, held the edge of the well with both hands, and tentatively put my feet in.

This is not a joke, once I judge wrongly, I really want to fall into the well, not to say whether I can be rescued, just say that in this cold winter, the well water is cold and biting, and I am frozen to death.

I took a deep breath and slowly lowered both feet down the well, supporting my body with both hands. When the foot was underneath, he bumped around, trying to find a place to borrow strength, and it took a long time to reach a bulge that his foot could put on.

I said to Liu Jiajia outside, if I can't come up in an hour, you can go.

Liu Jiajia was really frightened and cried: "Feng Ziwang, don't scare me, let's not go down, okay?" ”

I smiled bitterly: "I'm half-stretched, and you tell me I can't go down...... Okay, don't cry, let's talk about it when I really can't come up. ”

I held on to the edge of the well, slowly shrunk my body, and even my head went down the well. It was so dark down there that my hands couldn't free up for a flashlight, so I had to touch it like this. Feet and hands worked together to find the bump on the wall, and the whole process went much smoother than I had imagined at first.

The deeper and deeper it went, it was really cold and biting in the well, and the strange wind was getting louder and louder, but I couldn't feel the presence of the wind. The cold here is a bit like a high-wattage freezer, which is dry cold, and there is no cold source to be found, and it is cold in all directions.

The clothes I wore were already transparent, and I was shivering with cold, and now I was in the middle of the well wall, and I regretted it a little, I couldn't go up or down. Grit your teeth and drip, love what's wrong.

Continuing to climb down, the wind was coming from below, and as I lowered in height, the wind seemed to be coming from a parallel position. Based on the position of the wind, I am judging the depth of the well.

I don't know how long I climbed, I should have reached the well, I stepped on it tentatively with my feet, and sure enough, I stepped on the ground, and my two feet slowly fell together. The situation here is unknown, and you can't walk around with a big grin, so you can only barely turn around in place, facing the center of the well, where the wind comes from.

I pulled a flashlight out of my waist and shone it through. Really! As I had guessed at the beginning, the structure was a well within a well.

The structure of the outer layer of the well is just a protective layer, equivalent to the coffin outside the coffin, and the real well is inside the structure, where the flashlight shines.

This real well has a well wall, which rises above the ground, and when the light sweeps over, you can see that the well wall is flat and the well water is the well water, like a full glass of water.

The well water is deep black, and wherever the light sweeps, it does not reflect the light, so deep that for a while I had a strong illusion that it is not water, but a bottomless abyss.

Shining a flashlight under my feet, it was all ground, and I tried to step on it with my feet, and it was fine. I walked towards the real well step by step.

Two questions arise in my mind, the first is that this well is said to have had an accident, but according to the current situation, if someone really falls from above, the structure inside is not enough to kill a person, unless that person is extremely weak, and falls directly from the top of the well to the bottom of the well, seamlessly connected.

The second question is, is the woman digging a well in the painting, is the well she finally dug a fake well above, or is it a real one? If it is a real well, according to the height, it is at least six or seven meters above the ground, how can a woman dig it in one night? A construction team can't finish this job in a week. There must be a mystery here that is completely unthinkable.

I walked to the well. When the flashlight shines past, the well water is flat on the edge of the well, which is too dark and not reflective at all. I don't think it's like water, it's like oil. The strangest thing is that the strange wind sound is coming from the water, if it weren't for my auditory hallucinations, the question is really mysterious, how can there be wind sounds in the water?

I put my flashlight on the edge of the well, rolled up my sleeves and approached the well, I wanted to reach into the water and touch it.

If you want to go in, you have to get directly above the well water. I stood by the well and looked down, and I was stunned at this look.

The scene in the well water made me not come back to my senses for a long time.

My reflection appeared in the well water, and I could see it very clearly, like a dark black ancient mirror, and I was surprised because the well water did not reflect the light of the flashlight.

How can my reflection appear without light? This is common knowledge that three-year-old children also know, the reason why anything can be seen by the eyes is because of the reflection of light, and without light you can't see things. The water in this well is not reflective at all, but it can clearly reflect my reflection......

I went to the top of the well, put out the flashlight, and looked into the water again, and I could still see my reflection. The well water was as black as thick ink, and my reflection appeared in the water without light, and it was very clear.

I stretched out my hand and shook it, and the people inside were shaking their hands too, and the movements were exactly the same. I stared at myself in the well, and that self seemed to be looking back at me in the depths.

Before I knew it, I was completely immersed in this blurry scene, and I couldn't pull out my eyes. In an instant, a lot of ideas came to mind, and I thought of the woman in the painting, who, after digging out of the well, made all kinds of flattering gestures with her orchid fingers at the well water, and suddenly she was so frightened that she fell to the ground...... I thought of the name of this well again, called "Sansheng Well", and the old people nearby said that it was said that this well could illuminate the three lives of people.

So the reflection in the well water at this moment is my rest of life? Is it a past life or a next life?

The more I looked, the more confused I became, the sound of the wind coming out of the well water formed a very strange sound, like the background sound of an electronic music, the whole bottom of the well formed a field, the sound of the wind, the well water, the claustrophobic black space, my little person, the whole atmosphere and feeling are really indescribable.

I felt as if my spirit was gradually melting into the water, and I wanted to find out...... At that moment, someone grabbed me by the back of the neck and pulled me off the well. I realized that before I knew it, I was leaning into the well and looking to be planted in it. That man saved my life.

I fell to the ground, and a beam of light shone on my face. It was too long in the darkness for me to adapt to the light, and I narrowed my eyes with my face squinted, barely able to see that standing in front of me was a very burly man, who seemed to be wearing an army-green coat.

"Who?" I say.

"Grass, why are you?!" The man snorted. I feel that the voice is very familiar, definitely an acquaintance, who?

I rubbed my eyes, adjusted to the light, and looked at it again and was stunned.

The big man in front of him is actually Xiong Dahai.

"Big Brother Bear!" I was happy, I got up from the ground, Xiong Dahai is a good and frank person, a typical Northeast man. With him, I feel much more at ease, wondering, how can he be here?

Xiong Dahai's face was gloomy, and when he saw that I was coming, he still shone a flashlight on my face. This is a bit unfriendly.

I wondered in my heart and said, "Brother Xiong, it's me, have you forgotten?" I am Feng Ziwang, when I was in Dandong, Mr. Liang...... Remember? ”

"I remember you, why are you here?" The sound of the bear sea was like a bell, and the whole bottom of the well was buzzing.

I smiled: "That's a long story." ”

Xiong Dahai suddenly asked, "Are you from the Red Clothes Hall?" ”

"What?" I was stunned: "What Hongyitang?" I've never heard of it. ”

Xiong Dahai strode over and grabbed me by the collar, which was rude, and he dragged me directly to the wall of the well and threw me on the ground.

"I don't care how you got here, hurry up! Hear no. "The bear sea shouted.

"Brother Xiong, what are you talking about, what's going on here?" My second monk was confused.

Xiong Dahai shone a flashlight at me, as if to discern my expression to see if I was lying. His tone softened a little: "Brother, this is a mess of dirty water, if you can't mix it, don't mix it, let's leave quickly." ”

I came to a stubborn temper: "I don't go, what the hell is going on." Besides, a friend of mine is at stake here. If you don't make it clear, I'm not leaving! ”

Xiong Dahai snorted his teeth, there is no way to take me, he sighed: "Brother, you can think about it, if you want to get involved here, there will be no peace." ”

"Then you tell me what's going on, and I'll judge for myself?" I say.

Xiong Dahai put away the flashlight, "You come with me." ”

I followed him, and we walked all the way to the depths.

Only then did I realize that there was a large space under the false well, which should be trumpet-shaped, with a small mouth above and a large belly below.

I followed him to a corner, and Xiong Dahai shone a flashlight. I saw a man sitting against the wall, curled up, with long hair and barely clothed, like a beggar.