After a long journey, finally when it was just dark, we arrived at the ten-mile long pavilion.

In front of us was a typical loft built on the side of the road, surrounded by weeds, and no one had been here for many years.

"Squeak"

When the door was opened, a puff of dust was sprinkled down, and the master hurriedly waved his hand twice, covered his mouth and coughed twice.

The inside of the room looked much better than the outside, at least the tables, chairs and benches were complete, and although there was a thick layer of dust on them, at least it looked relatively neat.

Cobwebs are everywhere

It was already completely dark, and looking at the empty house with no popularity, my heart suddenly became a little nervous.

I said, master, is it really good for your old man to take us here for the night knowing the evil nature here? “。

Zhang Daoyi glanced at me with disdain: "Look at your little bit of talent, with me Zhang Daoyi, it's good if the evil devil doesn't run away as soon as possible, do you dare to act majestic in front of me?" “、

"Listen to him say this, this old man is more terrible than the devil, stay away from him," the little monk muttered in a low voice.

"Smack"

"What did you say, why don't you go around and see if there is any clear water or something" The master was also unceremonious, and slapped the little monk on the head.

The little monk touched his head and made a bitter face, "Why am I again?"

The master glared: "Then you won't eat for a while."

I was amazed, I was not born and not distressed, I was his apprentice but I had not been beaten once, and the bald head of the little monk was broken by the sole of his shoe and his brain at every turn.

"I'll go with him!" After the master nodded in agreement, the little monk and I went to the front yard to look for water.

The surroundings were pitch black, and the two of us pushed aside the long grass and searched for a long time, when the little monk suddenly shouted.

When I ran over to take a look, it turned out to be a well, and if I didn't look carefully, I really couldn't find it in the weeds that were more than one person high.

Fortunately, there is also a bucket and a tray of hemp rope around, this hemp rope is made of hemp rope stripped from the fibers stripped from the hemp seed stalk, which can be the thickness of an adult's thumb, although the outer layer has decayed, but the inside is still relatively new.

The little monk said don't worry, wait for him to try to see if there is any water, and after looking for a long time, he found a stone and threw it down.

Half a day later, there was a "poof", which seemed to be relatively deep, but fortunately, the rope was long enough.

The two of us threw the bucket down, turned our hands to crank the wheel, and in a moment it creaked and brought a bucket of water.

The little monk saw that the bucket was full of water, and the two of us were too young to carry it, so we had to let me look at it, and he went to the store to see if there were any better utensils to hold the water.

It was pitch black all around, and I was waiting in the same place a little panicked, when I heard a strange "gurgling" sound in my ears.

I was very scared, there were so many people who died in this barren mountain and wild place, and the more I thought about it, the more scared I became.

But the heart is stronger, if you run away at this time, you will be laughed at by the little monk, and the big mouth doesn't know how long to laugh.

I pretended to be bold and roared indiscriminately, and just calmed down in my heart, when a strange laugh of "gurgling" came from under the well.

Curious, I slowly moved my body and leaned over to take a look, but there was nothing to see in the dark well, and the sound stopped.

The little monk has been going for a long time and hasn't come back, I am scared and angry in my heart, just a few steps away, as for so long?

There was another giggling in my ears, and this time I was much bolder, grabbed a stone and threw it into the well.

"Damn, my family is dying, what the hell are you still here to scare me, I'm afraid of an egg!"

When I heard a "plop" from the well, I poked my head back to see what it was that bullied people so much.

Suddenly, a woman appeared in the well, who was also looking up at me below, and when they looked at each other, a strange giggle came from the corner of his mouth.

Although she was some distance away, I saw her as if she was holding a magnifying glass to look at the lice on the monk's head, and I could see it at a glance.

The woman, with two lines of blood and tears in her eyes, looked up at me, giggling from time to time in her throat, and grabbed the crack in the well with her hands and feet, and began to climb up.

My scalp was numb for a while, and I sat on the ground with a soft buttocks, and I couldn't care about the question of whether the little monk smiled or not, and I ran back with a roll, calling the master as I ran.

There were a lot of weeds around, and I ran around it, and I ran out for a while, only to find that I had run to the well again.

There was a strange giggling sound from the well, and it was getting closer, and it was estimated that she would crawl out in a few minutes.

Now I couldn't find a way out, and my legs were shaking a little as far as I could see, and there were weeds all around me that were one person tall.

I wanted to run, but I found that my legs were straight and weak, and I was very scared, I told myself to be calm, and my head tried to recall the direction that I and the little monk had just found.

In any case, the yard is limited, and even if it can't go back the way it came, it should be able to go somewhere else, and it shouldn't turn back to the well.

Just pushed away the weeds in front of me, but kept shouting the master in his mouth, and finally called his name directly, Zhang Daoyi, and Lao Zhangtou were also blurted out by me in a hurry.

There was silence around, only my voice was echoing, and I didn't hear an answer, and I scolded the little monk and Zhang Daoyi in my heart.

When I cleared the last handful of weeds, it was still the well, but I couldn't hear it.

I walked slowly and courageously, but my legs were weak, and I was afraid that the thing in the well would suddenly jump out.

I almost squinted and saw nothing, so I had to open my eyes and see nothing.

Could it be that I was dazzled and scared of myself, or was I hallucinating and having a false alarm after a day of hunger?

I let out a long breath, and the moment I turned my head, a face with pale eyes full of blood almost touched my nose, and the smell of decay almost choked on me.

Suddenly my scalp tingled, I took a few steps backwards, stumbled on my feet, and fell to the ground, and the thing across from me was wearing a blood-red dress, giggling and grabbing me.

I stomped hard, stepping the thing back a few steps.

I tried to stand up, but I found that my legs seemed to be filled with lead, heavy and limp.

The blood on the thing's face was dripping to the ground, and it came at me, and I grabbed a stone and threw it at it, whether it hit it or not, and scurried on the ground like an animal.

When people are facing the fear of death, the explosive power is amazing, and they are crawling in the weeds with their heads down, and I guess I don't usually run as fast as I do now.

I hurriedly looked back, and the thing was scurrying on the ground with both hands and feet, just like me, and was about to catch up.

I couldn't take care of anything else, and kept calling the master and the little monk in my mouth, but I didn't dare to relax a little under my hands and feet.

Some old grass stubble stuck to my hands and knees, and there was a heart-piercing sting, but I didn't care about it, and I crawled for my life.