Chapter 9: The Well Hides

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I leaned on the door frame and looked around, and I was just thinking that it was a pity. But when I saw the big well on the floor at the door, I knew where the man had gone.

I had seen the well when we first arrived. The previous well was covered with a lid and several head-sized stones pressed against it. But now the stone has been moved to the side, and the lid has been lifted.

The fat man cautiously leaned to the well, cautiously circled around the well, and looked at me: "Hey, are you sure that person jumped in here just now?" ”

I nodded. At this time, the pain in my whole body was relieved a lot, and I let go of the door frame I was holding onto.

"That's not right." The fat man said, "This hasn't reached a desperate situation, why did you throw yourself into a well?" ”

I also walked around the well in front of me.

In the rural areas of the South, almost every household has a well. I don't know exactly when the well in front of me was made, but anyway, I have the impression that this well is at least my grandfather's thing. And I remember when I was a kid my father seemed to tell me. When my father was young, there was a famine. At that time, my grandfather happened to encounter a lot of fish in the river, which is now called soft-shelled turtle. Grandpa was overjoyed, and hurriedly took off his clothes and made a cloth bag, and brought back all the fish one by one. At that time, the standard of living was not as developed as it is now, and there was only one purpose, which was to eat a full stomach. And those water fish are undoubtedly a charcoal in the snow for Grandpa's family. After a hearty meal, my grandfather poured all the remaining fish into the well at the edge of the yard and raised them. (The well in front of me now) said that as long as the well could produce water, the fish in it would continue to multiply, and the family would no longer starve to death.

When the fat man heard me say this, he put his flashlight on the edge of the wellhead and shone it inside, and then carefully probed over to look at it. Then he raised his head and asked me, "Then according to what you said, if that person really got into this well just now-" The fat man hissed lightly, and said, "Then this person should not be the essence of Wang Bacheng at that time, right?" After a pause, he leaned over to the well and shouted into the well: "Yes, Prime Minister Turtle?" ”

I gave him a blank look: "Don't make jokes about this, hurry up and find a way." ”

The fat man retracted his head and looked at me: "Now, let's not talk about whether the one just now is really the turtle prime minister." Speaking of this well alone, if that person really jumps, there are only two situations. First, to prevent us from finding him. But it's so, and anyone can find out if they jump like this. If I wanted to be a fat man, how good it would be to run directly at that time - jumping into the well was completely redundant. Then there is only the second case. As he spoke, the fat man put the flashlight in his mouth, bent down and went to carry the stones on the ground. "That is, there is no water in this well for a long time, and this person also knows that we will find that this well has been opened." So I want to be fat, I said, this person wants to lead us down. As he spoke, the fat man lifted the stone and threw it directly into the well without saying a word.

When I looked, it was too late to stop it. The head-sized stone fell to the bottom of the well with a muffled "thump" in less than two seconds.

Hearing the stone fall to the bottom of the well, the fat man looked up at me: "Hey, will those kings and bastards below be stoned to death like this, right?" ”

I glared at him, "What the fuck do you just remember now?" What did you do earlier? ”

The fat man spread his hands: "Fat man, I'm overtaking them, do you understand?" What's the point of living in this well for hundreds or thousands of years, it's better to be reincarnated as a person in the next life as soon as possible. ”

I was about to refute the fat man, but I saw the fat man wave his hand, and the flashlight shone on the wall of the well, and asked me to look.

I looked at the flashlight and found that there was a row of pits in the wall of the well. And the pits stretched like ladders to the bottom of the well.

"Looks like there's something wrong with this well." The fat man touched his chin and said. Then he looked at me: "Hey, but you are sure that your grandfather is the king raised here?" ”

"Can you stop being a king all day long, can't you be more elegant?"

"Okay." The fat man clapped his hands: "Then little comrade, can you explain to the fat man what this well is all about?" And that king, the Prime Minister of the Turtle? ”

"How do I know?" I shrugged my shoulders and pointed at the swarthy wellhead in front of me, "But the answer should be down here." ”

The fat man frowned and looked into the well again. But I couldn't see anything at all.

"Come, fat man, I'll take the lead, and you will take a picture of me above." The fat man said. After speaking, without waiting for my consent, he jumped to the edge of the well, held on to the bluestone slab and began to stretch out his feet to probe down. As soon as I saw it, it was too late to stop him on the one hand. On the other hand, I'm really curious, what is the origin of the people who attacked us this big night? And if, as the fat man said, there is no water at the bottom of the well, then what is this man jumping for?

And when I thought of another person under this well, my first reaction was that there might be a secret passage under this well. And this secret passage will definitely lead to somewhere I never knew existed. And the guy who snuck up on us is very likely to live in that place.

That's interesting. As I thought about it, my whole body became hot, and the hidden genes of men who were naturally adventurous began to stir. By this time, the fat man seemed to have gone down to the bottom of the well, and he was shaking his flashlight underneath for me to hurry down.

I answered from above, and began to climb down little by little, following the fat man's method. But after climbing for a while, I realized that there was really something wrong with this well. And this problem will certainly not exist for a short time. Because the moss on the wall of the well has completely dried up and hardened. And as a well, the bluestone slab on the inner wall is too dry, and it doesn't look like there is water at the bottom of the well.

It took me about five minutes to actually get to the bottom of the well. And just as I first stepped on the mud at the bottom of the well, which had become hard and even cracked, I noticed that there was a passage under the well that was exactly the same as I had just imagined.

"Fatty," I called him. "Do you know where this leads here?"

The fat man shrugged: "How the hell do I know, it's the first time I've come down, fat man." As he spoke, he began to motionfor me to walk slowly down the passage.

The passage is not very high. In addition, the fat man and I were relatively tall, so we had to hunch our waists and move forward. But thankfully, the passage is quite spacious, and I am still a little wealthy when I walk side by side with the fat man.