"One year, a student named Yang Chuan was found in the well on the right rear side of the teaching building of Chengnan High School, and the police identified it as an 'accident', and then someone found Yang Chuan's parents, and that night Yang Chuan's neighbors heard the sound of moving next door, and the next day found that Yang Chuan's parents had moved away."

"A month later, after school in the afternoon, Fan Zhuolong and several classmates smoked and drank near the well, and fell into the well while vomiting while getting drunk."

"In the next few months, several classmates who were close to Fan Zhuolong died in the well, and some people in the school rumored that Yang Chuan's unjust soul came to ask for his life, because someone saw Yang Chuan on the way home by Fan Zhuolong and several people blocking the side of the road without knowing what to say, and then Yang Chuan was kicked to the ground."

"It is reported that someone once heard the voice of 'help me' and 'help me' after returning home alone from school, and a bold student looked into the well despite the dissuasion of his classmates, but found nothing, and the next day, the boy's body was found in the well."

"There is a rumor in the school: 'When you hear the cry for help from the unjust soul, don't look at it, you will be dragged down.'" ”

"Later, the school had no choice but to seal the well, and with the cooperation of the police, all rumors were blocked."

Wang Jinglong frowned and looked at the information in front of him, then looked at the person who was stuck by the well not far away and asked in a low voice, "Old Liu, is it really okay?" ”

Old Liu Tou smiled faintly and pointed not far away: "He's awake." ”

……

I got up in a daze, and it felt like I had just had a dream, a ...... Yang Chuan's boy's dream.

In my dream, I felt like someone had thrown me into a well? And then I don't remember anything, and so on...... Well?

I'm a spirit, I think of everything, didn't I come to save that well ghost, why do I seem to be asleep? And I slept by the well, I can't be ghosted, right?

The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, I looked back, fortunately, Lao Liu Tou was still there, but why did there seem to be an extra figure beside him.

I saw that Lao Liu seemed to wave his hand at me, obviously nothing happened, and I also settled down to analyze the current situation.

From the information I have—well, hearsay—what I have just done is probably a fragment of the ghost before his death, and I've heard similar rumors at funeral parlors that some unjust spirits will give their relatives a dream to revisit what they experienced before their death, but the odds are small. In Hong Kong, Taiwan and abroad, there seem to be special professions, and individual people with special abilities will feel what the deceased has experienced before with the help of props to assist the police in solving the case. But I didn't expect this to happen to me.

But at present, it seems that there should be no problem, this should be the "exchange" that Lao Liu Tou said before.

"Help me......" As I was thinking wildly, the faint cry for help from the well ghost sounded again.

Knowing the deeds of the well ghost, I was not so afraid of him, but I felt a sense of sympathy, checked the rope, I had an idea, and asked to the bottom of the well, "Why don't I throw the rope and pull you up?" ”

There was a pause in the well, and then a low voice came from the well ghost: "I can't climb up......"

Tease me, who was chasing me with such a big rock all over the school two days ago?

But I still can't help it, it seems that I have to go down by myself, but I still confirmed with hope: "Otherwise...... Shall I go down and carry you up? ”

"Good ......"

Good for your sister, this is a refreshing promise.

After finding a nearby tree, wrapping a few loops around it with a rope, and tying a few dead knots to make sure it would not loosen, I wrapped the rope around my waist and under my arms and legs to make sure that the rope was balanced by the force, and came to the well again.

Fortunately, the rope of Lao Liu's headband is long enough, and there is still a section of the old man left after such a toss, and I feel that it is enough to use it for bungee jumping......

Finally, I tried the flexibility of the rope to make sure it didn't collapse halfway, and then I went down the well.

Actually, I don't have to worry so much, I can see that this rope is used by rock climbing enthusiasts to climb rocks, and it is extremely flexible, unless it is deliberately burned with fire or sharpened with a knife, it will not break at all. But at this time, my life is at stake, and I have to be careful, after all, people are life-saving.

I used a method similar to the one on TV where a fire alarm enters the room from the roof, first sitting on the edge of the well, holding the rope with both hands, going down with my feet first, and then slowly sliding down with my feet on the wall of the well alternately. Fortunately, the well has been dry for a long time, and it has not rained recently, and it has been opened and ventilated for a few days, and the wall of the well is extremely dry, so there is no need to worry about slippery.

But I still remember Lao Liu's words, don't look down.

Every minute and every second of going down the well felt like it was being long, the more the well went down, the darker it became, and I couldn't see it in front of me, so that my five senses were infinitely amplified, and even the sound of my heartbeat felt like a drum.

Luckily, in less than two minutes I felt the ground and stepped on it tentatively to make sure it was on the ground and I landed on the ground.

However, I still kept going down the well, and I didn't look back, and I waited silently for a while and didn't see any movement, so I spoke: "Where are you, I'll carry you up." As I spoke, my legs sank slightly, and I made a gesture to carry the person.

The next moment, I felt two arms on my shoulders, but it was pitch black at the bottom of the well, and I couldn't see anything.

"Uh-huh......" There was a low sound behind him.

It doesn't feel too heavy, like the weight of a shoebox.

"I'm going to climb." I pedaled up the wall again, thinking as I crawled.

But I didn't really want to ask questions like "why are you so light", "how do you feel wet on your body", I watched too many movies and naturally knew that I guess I really asked and didn't want to go out, this is equivalent to the existence of a death flag, who asks who dies.

Fortunately, this well ghost is still a bit disciplined, and he didn't make any small movements when I climbed the well, and he was motionless like a shoebox, ahem.

After a while, I climbed out of the well again and stood on the ground again, but I still did not dare to look back, and said in a low voice, "All right, here we are, you can go home." ”

"Go home......" I heard feelings for the first time in the words of the well ghost, with a trill. I couldn't help but think of that dream before, and for a moment I couldn't help but feel a little sour in my nose.

"Thank you......" The well ghost whispered in my ear, and at the same time, the feeling of carrying something disappeared, and then I saw countless tiny points of light floating around me, like fireflies.

"I hope ......," I whispered, "that you can find your family and live happily." ”

Then I saw Lao Liu Tou and the person next to him walking towards me, I smiled and walked over.

Turning my head inadvertently, I seemed to see a very light boy by the well smiling brightly at me and waving......

…… Body......

This chapter is written with a sour nose.