Who could be here, behind me is nothing more than Zhao Di's corpse.

Could it be that she cheated the corpse during the day?

I shuddered, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and turned my head to look back......

I saw a tall, thin old man standing in front of me.

His face was wrinkled, like tree bark, he was dressed in a dirty black cloth gown, straddled a cloth bag, and his long hair was tied in a nondescript bun, like a wandering Taoist priest and a vagabond.

If it weren't for the blue sky, I would have thought I had run into a ghost.

The old man's dark sunken eyes stared at me, and he said angrily, "What are you doing here?" ”

I have a secret fire in my heart, fuck, I don't know how scary people are scared to death.

At the same time, the strange woman's voice suddenly disappeared.

My heart was drumming, could it be that I was too nervous to have auditory hallucinations?

"Why are you so rude, don't you hear me asking you?" The old beggar was still chattering.

I remembered what Qi Sixth Master had told me, and I didn't talk to any strangers, so I ignored him and walked forward by myself.

The mass grave was overgrown with weeds, the wind was gusting, and many white bones were exposed.

According to Qi Liuye, there is an obvious feature in the place where the yin qi is heavy, and green smoke will come out at noon when the sun is at its most violent. People often say that the ancestral tomb is smoky to describe a person's ancestors who have accumulated virtue, so that future generations will encounter good things, which is also the truth.

Strangely enough, in the summer there were most insects and frogs, but now the valley was dead silent, except for the whirring wind and the sound of my feet on the dead grass.

In the midst of this extreme dead silence, a woman's voice suddenly sounded, complaining and compassionate, and like a gasp in the clouds and rain, which made people listen to it and think about it.

I suddenly realized, isn't this the same voice I heard when I first stepped into the mass grave?

The sound came and went, far and near.

I was so scared to death, I had to move forward head-on when I remembered my promise to Zhao Di, and at the same time I couldn't stop comforting myself, it was just an illusion, and it didn't scare me.

After walking for more than ten minutes, I really saw a burst of green smoke rising from the barren grass of the northwest wind.

The surprise diluted a lot of the fear just now. As I cleared the weeds, I was completely dumbfounded.

I saw an ancient well in the midst of the wild grass, and wisps of green smoke rose out of it, and what was even more strange was that the woman's voice also came from inside......

Could it be that there's a woman down there?

I secretly complained, and finally found the place of extreme yin, but this place was actually an ancient well with a strange female voice.

At this point, I couldn't retreat, so I stubbornly probed towards the ancient well.

I saw a commotion in the well, revealing some hazy light. The woman's voice suddenly disappeared, giving the impression that she had gone underwater.

The water light reflects a hazy green light, which is very soft, as if it has a hypnotic power, and just looking at it, the eyelids can't help but stick.

With a snap, he put a hand on my shoulder and pulled me over, "Don't look at it, look at you kid again!" ”

My heart was pounding and my heart was pounding. When I turned around, I saw that it was the strange old beggar who pulled me.

"Who are you?" Only then did I notice this old beggar, who didn't seem to be an ordinary person, and I didn't care about the advice of the sixth master at this time.

"It doesn't matter who I am, if you want to live, let's go." The old beggar sighed.

"What do you mean by that?"

The old beggar blew his beard and said angrily: "The things at the bottom of the well are not something you can provoke, so those who know each other should leave quickly, otherwise there will be another new dead ghost in the world." ”

I was stunned for a moment and said, "I don't know what you mean, anyway, I came here to find a good place to bury my sister." ”

The old beggar sneered, "I see that you are blinded by lard, is this a good place?" The Japanese devils who burned, killed and looted back then were cruel enough, and when they ran into this ancient well, they didn't lose dozens of lives, and they didn't catch anything......"

I frowned and said, "What do you mean?" Don't bluff me, old man! ”

"Bluffing you? That's a real thing that happened, and I'm afraid I'll scare you to death if I say it. ”

Then the old beggar told me an old story that I didn't know about.

It is said that during the Japanese invasion of China, all kinds of evil were burned, killed, looted, and the corpses of the killed were piled up in mountains and transported to mass graves for hastily burial.

I don't know when it began, there were strange women's voices at night from the mass graves, and people said that they were killed by Japanese soldiers, and the ghosts were constantly crying every night.

One night, a drunken Japanese officer passed by here, and when he heard this seductive woman's voice, he was bold and reprimanded: What kind of ghost is this, it is clearly a slut, her husband is dead, and the night is lonely, and when she happens to meet me, I will be merciful and comfort her.

When he found out that the sound was coming from under the well, he was stunned, but he couldn't pull it off, so he found a rope and went down to find out what was going on.

As a result, he never came up, and he didn't even let out a scream.

As soon as this incident came out, it strengthened the previous statement, and there was really a ghost at the bottom of the well asking for his life.

The more the story spread, the more paradoxical it became, and it even shook the top brass of the Japanese army, saying that the death of an officer was a trivial matter, but it was a major matter to shake people's hearts.

The top brass sent more than 20 elite Japanese soldiers, almost two squads, to investigate the matter.

In order to prevent accidents, the soldiers of these two squads were equipped with the most sophisticated preparations of the Japanese army at that time, the 38-type rifle, the 38-type cover that was one for each person, and even equipped with the Taisho 11-type light machine gun.

However, this time, the result was not as big as they imagined to defeat the rumors, but to follow in the footsteps of the officers, and these more than 20 elite Japanese soldiers never came up from Furui again.

In order to quickly quell the incident, the Japanese high-level finally thought of simply blowing up this strange well with explosives and then filling it up.

In the end, because of the urgency of the war, the troops stationed there were transferred out before they could handle it, and the matter was over.

After the devil withdrew, this matter spread in the local area. Everyone said that this is the unjustly killed ghost to take revenge on these Japanese devils who are not as good as the beasts, and some say that it is the local fox fairy, and there are all kinds of legends, and they are spread very well.

The old beggar spoke matter-of-factly, and at last gave me a meaningful look.

"Whether you believe it or not, if you want to go down to find death, I won't stop you."

I looked at the old beggar and it didn't look like he was lying.

But if things are really as he said, there is something evil hidden under this well, and even the murderous Japanese soldiers are explained below.

So, why did Qi Sixth Master ask me to find some extreme yin place? Isn't this a clear request for me to die!

Of course, I can ignore anything, and immediately run back to the village to ask Sixth Master Qi for an explanation. But this shows that I don't believe him at all, and it will also reveal that I know about his cat ghosts, and I don't know what he will do to me at that time.

In my heart, Qi Liuye has changed from a loyal old man to an image of both good and evil.

In contrast, which is more worthy of belief among the crazy old beggars who meet for the first time?

In the end, the balance in my heart was finally tilted in favor of Qi Liuye.

Qi Liuye won't harm me, this is the last pillar to support my heart.

Maybe it was to be angry, maybe it was to prove something, I shouted to the old beggar: "Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, in broad daylight, is there a ghost under this well?" ”

The old beggar seemed to have expected such a reaction from me early on, and stretched out his hand to Gujing to make a 'please' gesture: "Sure enough, it's a man, then please." ”

I pushed him away and took a closer look at the ancient well, which was not very deep, and it was almost bottoming out.

"It's okay, you and I meet in Pingshui, and it can be regarded as fate. Before you go down, give you a small thing that may help you survive the catastrophe. ”

The old beggar took a handful of hay from the sack and placed it in my hand.

The leaves are thick and papery, covered with grayish-white pubescence, and have a strong aroma.

Wormwood?

I have seen this thing, it is every herb, on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, people will pick wormwood to hang on the door, the legend can dispel diseases and ward off evil spirits.

I frowned and said, "Old man, it's not the Dragon Boat Festival, what are you doing with wormwood for me?" ”