The lanes here are criss-crossed, and narrow, and it is easy to get lost when walking in them, but the fat man and I have no goal now, and we don't care about the direction, and after walking for a long time, the fat man shouted in front and said, "Hey, there is really a well." ”

We found a water storage bottle in that tattered bag, and although it was dirty, it could be washed.

Next to the well was a hand crank, on which was wrapped a circle of rope, under which was tied a wooden barrel, I tried to pull it, the rope was flexible, the barrel was also very strong, a strange feeling suddenly rose from my heart, two thousand years, these things have not rotted, it is really strange.

I lay on the edge of the well and looked inside, it was dark and dark, and it looked very deep. The fat man threw the wooden barrel tied to the well rope into it, and suddenly there was a sound of water pouring below, and it seemed that the well was really not thirsty, no wonder someone dared to make beef stew.

The fat man also has a set of fetching water, he said that he learned it from Agui when he was working in Banai, twisted the rope and turned around, and then brought a bucket of water up, I looked at it, and said: "How is this water muddy and turbid, fat man, don't scrape off the moss by the well." ”

The water was fairly clear, but there was something like cotton wool in it, a bit like moss, but the color was wrong. The fat man was a little depressed, poured the water on the ground, and threw down the bucket to fight, I lay on the edge of the well to watch, at this time, suddenly there was a white light from the bottom, and it shook in a flash, but I still saw clearly, there seemed to be something in the well, round, and there was a reflection on it, it seemed to be a box.

What is so shiny, is it inlaid with jewelry?

The fat man also saw it, obviously thought of something with me, and as soon as he made a mistake, he immediately instigated: "Innocent, maybe the baby of the dragon king of the well is below, why don't you go and take a look?" ”

I said, "You've seen too much of the fucking Journey to the West, why don't you go yourself?" ”

The fat man smiled, compared his waist, and compared the wellhead, and said: "Hehe, isn't this powerless, who is with whom, as for being so polite, if you go down, I will go down, the fat man believes that you will not swallow the baby privately." ”

I also felt that something was wrong down there, so I didn't talk to the fat man, and immediately put my feet in the bucket, grabbed the rope, and asked the fat man to lower me down the well.

This well is a trumpet-shaped opening, in the ancient Central Plains, the wells are straight up and down, and in the Western Regions due to the drought of the landform, most of the ancestors made the well into a trumpet-shaped, the opening is large, but the bottom is small, so it is more water-gathering.

I grabbed the rope, was the fat man all the way down, this well is very deep, I estimate that there are at least six or seven meters from the surface of the water, because the underground passage is too narrow, I have some difficulty in turning around, the lighter in my hand somehow, the flame is shaking, about the influence of water vapor. The further down it became, the darker it became, and I subconsciously looked at the fat man above, and this look made my hands tremble.

For I saw only the head of the fat man, and his body was gone.

The head was lying on the edge of the well, its eyes staring straight at me.

I had a chill down my spine, and I almost didn't scream, when the fat man's head shouted at me: "Innocent, what are you staring at me, the fat man is not a big girl, although we have a deep brotherly relationship, but if you have any other ideas, I would rather die." ”

This fat man, even if Lao Tzu becomes gay, he will not have thoughts about you, ah, bah, what do I think.

At this time, I kind of reacted, it was because of the angle and the horn opening at the wellhead, so I could only see the fat man's head, but even so, I felt a little frightened, so I didn't look at the fat man again, only burned the lighter and looked down at the water below.

The fat man was probably afraid that the rope would not be able to bear it, so he slowed it down, but it was also very steady, and the well was deeper than I thought, about the water level had dropped, and at the moment I estimated that there were still four or five meters from the water.

The bottom of the well is dark, the surrounding well wall is slippery because of water vapor, and it is covered with a silky moss, the color is dry purple, I don't know what kind of species, the occasionally exposed well wall is covered with a slippery substance like scale, at this moment, the fire flashed, I suddenly found that there seemed to be some traces carved on the well wall, and hurriedly shouted: "Wait, stop." ”

Hearing this, the fat man tightened the rope, and then asked anxiously, "What, is it the end?"

I ignored the fat man, grabbed the rope in one hand, and approached the wall of the well with a lighter in the other, when I saw clearly, and there was another mark where there was no moss.

It was as if it had been carved with some sharp object, and it was the cross again.

Almost the moment I saw this mark, I had a sense of foreboding, ever since I saw this mark in the snake cave, I always felt that this mark was not a good symbol, if this mark was left by the white bone, could it be that he had also been in the well?

It's like he's looking for water, just put a bucket on it.

Why did he go into the well? Did you discover something underneath like me? Does this cross-shaped mark mean that there is danger below?

At this moment, I was not far from the water, subconsciously I looked down, I could vaguely see something on the water, but I couldn't see what it was, I couldn't help but stretch out my hand to stretch the lighter down, the fire gradually spread It seems, suddenly, the dark well water is displayed in front of me.

Snap tendency.

My hand shook, and the lighter fell directly into the well water, and the whole person was cold, and my scalp was numb and crispy. At that glance just now, I saw a puffy and rotten face, the rotten flesh on the face was floating in the water one by one, and the long black hair was floating quietly in the well water.

His mouth was wide open and he was staring straight at me.

There was a corpse in this well.

What's the deal with that white reflection just now?

My heart suddenly rose to my throat, and the soles of my feet tightened, and the hairs on my body stood up at the thought of the thing walking into the water under my feet, and at this moment, in the silent well water, there was a sudden 'fluttering' sound, as if something was slapping the water.

Could it be......

My scalp exploded, and I couldn't wait to shrink my feet, so I quickly shook the rope and shouted, "Pull me up, quick!" "The rope was first beaten, and then it was pulled up quickly, the fat man was quite reliable, and it was estimated that he heard that my voice was wrong, and even the strength to eat milk was used, and I was like taking an elevator, stepping on the barrel with both feet, pulling the rope with my hands, and going up quickly.

The body kept hitting the wall of the well, cold and slippery, making people get disgusting goosebumps, and in the chaos, the sound of slapping water was clearer, and I clenched the dagger tightly, in case that thing really got a corpse, I could only fight hard.

Just as I was nervously holding the dagger, the man had been pulled out of the well by the fat man, and he dragged me out, and the old gun in his hand slammed straight at the well.

After firing the shot, the fat man stared at the mouth of the well tightly, and asked without looking back, "What's the situation?" ”

I shook my head, I didn't slow down for a long time, I thought I had gained weight over the years, but I didn't expect a corpse to scare me, it's a fucking shame. After listening attentively for a while, after the fat man's gunshot, the well was quiet, and there was no movement.

Did I hear it wrong?

At this time, the fat man put away the gun, glanced into the well, and then asked, "I said naïve, what happened just now?" The voice howled, as if I had seen a ghost, the scared fat man I thought there was some thousand-year-old zongzi, there was no, you are shouting and playing? ”

Only then did I regain my strength and smile bitterly: "Fatty, am I really related to zongzi?" When the fat man heard this, he said curiously: "You just know?" Fat man, I've been researching, why do you like zongzi so much, if you want to say that your face is not as good as your little brother, and your skills are not as good as your little brother, tsk, why do you hide when you see your little brother, and stick it up when you see it? I also wondered for a long time, but then I figured it out. Then he put on a face, "Do you want to know, come and ask me.

I felt that a certain neurite in my brain was beating, and I immediately kicked him no longer politely, this dead fat man, relying on the old and selling the old, I really didn't dare to clean him up.

Kicked down, the fat man was honest, and then, I told the fat man about the corpse in the well, and was about to ask the fat man what he thought, but found that he had a strange face, that expression, like constipation, his mouth was distorted, and then, the fat man looked into my eyes and said word by word: "You say, there are rotting corpses in it?" ”

I nodded, and then, with a sad expression on the fat man's face, tears almost came out, and he grabbed my hands and said, "Innocent, you are lying to me, you must be lying to me." ”

Damn, I don't look at my age, what to learn from young and pretending to be tender, I shook off the fat man's fat hand and teased: "What, the one in the well is your relative?" The fat man squeezed his eyes, and finally slowly spit out three words: "Beef stew ......" After speaking, he turned around and vomited.

There was a thump in my head, and I thought of the pot of lavish boiled beef, and then I thought of the carrion in the well, and finally understood why no one ate it when it was cooked, and my stomach flipped up, and I vomited with the fat man by the well, and I almost lost half my life.

The fat man scolded while spitting: "...... Vomit, vomit, surnamed Qi...... Vomit...... The fat man wants to ...... Slaughtered you. "I didn't even have the mood to scold, I vomited on the ground, the whole person seemed to collapse, paralyzed and leaning against the corner, the fat man wiped his mouth, and he didn't even want to look at the well.

I gasped for breath, I couldn't even say a word, I couldn't help but want to vomit when I thought of the turbidity in the water, but unfortunately I couldn't vomit anything, I looked at the fat man, it was difficult to be a brother.

At last the time came, the fat man didn't even want to stay around the well, grabbed my arm and left, and threatened not to listen to me again, saying that I would talk like a fart, and it would be absolutely no good to follow me, and from now on, everything will be under his command.

I was too lazy to fight, following the fat man, circling in the ancient city, coming and going were earth and stone houses, and finally walked back to the well, the fat man scolded bad luck, and picked an alley, but after not walking a few steps, we found footprints.

The sand layer of the ground was covered with messy footprints, which looked like there were quite a lot of people, and the footprints went all the way down the alley, and finally stopped in front of the door of a mud and stone house, which was closed.

The fat man and I looked at each other, and then the fat man drew his gun and pointed to the closed wooden door.

I and the fat man cooperation is not a day or two, the two immediately relaxed, the old box gun in the fat man's hand pointed at the wooden door, I held the dagger, and then, I silently counted one, two, three, almost at the same time, I and the fat man one by one, a flying foot, a touch to kick the wooden door open, as a result of the door opened, there were three guns straight at us.

There were three people in the room, all men in black, tall and big, I recognized them, they were from the group of passers-by, although they didn't know their names, but they were very familiar. The muzzles of the three long guns were pointed straight at us, two of them aimed at the fat man and one at me, probably because I thought the fat man was more difficult.

The three people opposite, in disarray, with many abrasions on their faces, and their eyes were cold and fierce, but I still helped, and when they saw me and the fat man clearly, the man in the middle showed a relieved expression.

Are they guarding against something else?

The five of us held motionless, and when the time came, the man in black in the middle slowly pulled the plane, because the distance was relatively far, and the other party was a long barrel gun, the fat man and I almost didn't resist, and I settled down, I opened my hand, let the dagger fall to the ground, and then, raised my hands and said, "Misunderstanding." When the fat man saw me surrendering, he immediately threw away the old box gun, raised his hands, and said with a smile: "Don't get excited, misunderstanding, it's really a misunderstanding." "Although this dead fat man sometimes acts impulsively, he has a good judgment of the situation, and when he should pretend to be a grandson, he is still very sloppy.