Zhao Kongmeng's conjecture was not wrong, it was indeed a hole in the wall of the well. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info he opened his eyes too, and then saw the hole in the wall of the well.

Although Zhao Kongmeng didn't want to fall into the water, he also didn't want to be dragged into this hole. Because there wasn't necessarily any monster in the water, it was just a conjecture on his part. But there must be something in this hole, otherwise he wouldn't have been dragged into the hole.

Zhao Kongmeng knew that he would definitely not be able to resist this force, so he didn't resist too much, and directly dragged in very obediently. He wanted to paralyze the guy who dragged him in through this action. As long as the other party despises him, he will have a chance.

Although the force was great, it did not last long. Zhao Kongmeng felt that it was just a few breaths, and his body had stopped sliding. He immediately rolled over to his feet, only to fall to the ground again.

It's not because Zhao Kongmeng is too empty to stand on his feet. It was because he still had something tied to his feet that he lost his balance. He looked down and saw a bunch of vines on his feet.

Zhao Kongmeng subconsciously raised the Xiao Tang knife above his head, but he didn't dare to cut it. Because what will happen after cutting it is unpredictable.

How to do it, sometimes it's really hard to decide. Just as Zhao Kongmeng hesitated, the vines on its feet exerted force again, dragging him deeper and sliding deeper.

If the vines are cut down now, maybe Zhao Kongmeng has a chance to escape to the wellhead. However, the wall of this ancient well is too slippery to climb up. If you anger the guy behind the scenes because of this, I'm afraid it won't be so good next time.

Now it's just being dragged away, but there is no other harm. Zhao Kongmeng felt that it was better to look at the situation and decide whether to resist or not, so as not to inadvertently anger others. In case the other party has no malicious intent, it may not be impossible to impress others if you talk about it well.

With this thought, Zhao Kongmeng let the vines drag. Luckily, the road was paved with slippery moss, with no stones or sand. Instead of squeezing him, it felt like he was sitting on a slide when he was a child.

There would be no danger in this, and Zhao Kongmeng's mind was a little more active. He found that his body seemed to have changed unconsciously, if nothing else, at least his eyesight had improved greatly.

It was late at night outside, and it was dark everywhere except where the moonlight could shine. There was some moonlight in the ancient well, but there was no light in this hole in the deep wall of the well. However, Zhao Kongmeng could see the surrounding scenery clearly, although it still felt a little dark, but he could generally see what it was.

Zhao Kongmeng himself couldn't explain why there was such a change, just like he couldn't figure out why he suddenly showed a terrifying aura of tyranny when he was in the dining room. He just knew that his eyes were now like a low-light imager, able to see clearly in a faint light source.

The cave was dark, but there was light. The light was not moonlight scattered from the outside, but because the moss was able to fluoresce faintly.

The world is so big that there are no surprises. The moss in the ancient well would have such a change, but it didn't surprise Zhao Kongmeng too much. But when he saw what was dragging him into the hole, he was a little surprised.

Originally, Zhao Kongmeng's idea was to let the black hand behind the scenes let him go through talking. But he didn't expect that there was indeed a black hand behind the scenes, but this black hand couldn't talk at all.

Zhao Kongmeng also thought that the black hand behind the scenes may not be human, but at least there is something wise. Just like Bai Xinxin, although she is a snake person, she can't still get along well. But what will appear in front of Zhao Kongmeng's eyes is nothing but vines or vines, and this plant can't communicate at all except for refining and transforming into a human form.

At this time, Zhao Kongmeng still didn't cut off the vines on his feet, so as not to anger the entire vine. Because this vine is so big that it occupies almost the entire cave.

The vines that bound Zhao Kongmeng's feet were not very thin, at least they were about the same as human arms. But the vines in the depths of the cave were thicker, almost like a small hill. It's the branches that branch off around the main vine, and each one is almost up to the refrigerator.

If there was still a chance to escape when you were at the entrance of the cave just now, then now it is completely useless. If those branching vines come after you, even if it doesn't take any tricks. With only the weight of the vine itself, it could crush Zhao Kongmeng to death.

Although stepping on the rivers and lakes is almost a dead end, when you can live, no one will want to die. Zhao Kongmeng didn't want to die, at least he couldn't die in this dark cave in the dark, let alone die under the pressure of a vine.

This vine is meat-eating, as there is a skeleton in the center of the vine. Looking at the skeleton's clothes, which have turned to powder and can only maintain a general appearance, you know that he must be a bad luck from a long time ago.

Zhao Kongmeng would not have had time to sympathize with this unlucky bastard, because he himself would soon follow in his footsteps. But he took a few more looks at the unlucky bastard, and suddenly found something.

After all, the clothes on this unlucky bastard's body can still be seen in general appearance, Zhao Kongmeng can't recognize which dynasty or generation of clothes it is, but he can recognize that it is definitely not the current style.

This unlucky guy has been dead for a long time, but the vine is so big, God knows how much nutrients it needs every day. It is still alive and well, which means that it does not specialize in eating people, and there must be other food sources.

Even if this vine used to live by cannibalism, or by cannibalism to gain power. But apparently it never ate anyone again after it devoured the unfortunate bastard.

In such a long time, it has not eaten a human for a long time, will it make it forget the habit of cannibalism? The vine is a plant after all, and it has no instinct to eat people. This may be a misunderstanding, although it has not been resolved, but after all, so long has passed.

Zhao Kongmeng was glad that although he was dragged in, he was not injured from beginning to end. Without injury, there would be no bleeding, and without the stimulation of the smell of blood, the vines would not recall the taste of human flesh so quickly.

But now Zhao Kongmeng is in a cave after all, so he is still in danger. I don't know when the vines will eat people, but it will be sooner or later.

What Zhao Kongmeng is looking forward to now is that the vines can let go of their feet, and then he will have a chance to escape. His expectation is just his best idea, and even he feels a little unreliable. However, he was not disappointed, because it soon became a reality.

The cave is quite large, but it is not too deep, so the distance between the depth of the cave and the entrance is not too far. At this time, Zhao Kongmeng could hear the sound of rushing water from the other side of the cave, and wondered if it could be that the well water had suddenly risen.

It seems that the vine is also as confused as Zhao Kongmeng, but Zhao Kongmeng can only guess that the vine has sent out another tentacle of his own. Originally, the tentacle was just curled up in a corner, and it looked inconspicuous. But when it was dispatched, it showed its ability.

The movement of this tentacle is very fast, compared to it, the tentacle that grabbed Zhao Kongmeng is simply a turtle. Not only did the tentacle go quickly, it even came back faster.

This tentacle made Zhao Kongmeng feel very desperate, firstly, its speed was too fast, which made Zhao Kongmeng feel that it was difficult for him to escape. The second is that although it returned empty-handed, it did not bring any gain. But when it returned, it brought with it a strong smell of blood.

Zhao Kongmeng has been accustomed to seeing blood recently, but he is only a halfway monk, and he is not as good as the professional Du Xinxi. He could only smell the blood, and thought to himself that the possibility of being consumed by the vines had now become infinite.

In fact, Zhao Kongmeng is not to blame, because blood is blood, and it usually tastes similar. In addition to professionally trained policemen, even those old rivers and lakes can only tell whether it is human blood by tasting it with their own mouths.

Presumably, the nose of an animal is much more sensitive. If there was a dog here, or even a pig, it might be able to smell blood and not be human. However, in this cave, apart from Zhao Kongmeng and the skeleton, there were only vines left. ’

The vines are plants, and they don't feel much about the smell of blood. But it's a man-eating vine, so it's familiar with the taste of blood. However, it smelled or felt through its tentacles that the smell of blood was not human blood that it had ever felt, but something that made it feel a little disgusted or even threatened.

Out of the desire to protect itself, the vines gathered all their branches and tentacles. It just wrapped itself tighter around the skeleton in the center, but it didn't pay attention to Zhao Kongmeng, who was standing on the side.

Zhao Kongmeng felt that the vines bound on his feet were getting looser and looser, and then this tentacle was completely retracted. He still didn't smell the blood, but he could guess a little.

What can make the vine retreat must be something that can restrain it. To deal with ghosts, monks usually like to use rooster blood. Because the rooster crows at the rising sun every day, it gathers the most yang energy on its body. To deal with monsters, cultivators naturally use black dog blood. Because the blood of the black dog is more filthy, it happens to be a treasure to restrain evil things.

Zhao Kongmeng guessed that the bloody smell brought back by the vines was black dog blood, and the sound of water he heard just now was actually not water, but someone was pouring black dog blood.

Although black dogs do not make up the majority among dogs, they are not too rare. But the black dog itself will not take the initiative to donate blood, it must be artificial. This must have been made by Du Xinxian on it, I didn't expect this girl to be able to come up with such a good way. Zhao Kongmeng knew that the people above had not forgotten themselves, and guessed that this would be the wellhead, maybe they would all put down the rope.