I was a little hesitant to go down. This well gave me a very bad feeling, and it made my scalp tingle inexplicably. But when I thought of the little girl covered in water, my heart went up and down, and I faintly thought of a creepy possibility.

I'll have to go down and have a look!

Put the rope down again, take off your shoes and socks, and grab the rope and drill into the well. The mouth of the well is actually not big, but it is more than enough for one person.

I climbed the rope and lowered my feet on the wall of the well. The walls of the well are also made of the same stone slabs, but fortunately they are relatively dry, and there is no such thing as moss growing, so it is not easy to slip.

Our family's industry was originally to deal with corpses and tombs, and this kind of work of climbing down the cave is a basic skill, and it has been carried and tempered by my third uncle since childhood, so it is not too difficult, and it is something that can be done with your eyes closed.

But after going down for seven or eight meters, I felt that something was wrong, and my feet began to kick a little off the wall of the well. That's when I realized that the space around me was getting bigger and bigger. When I first came down, the well was only more than half a meter, but now it is more than one meter.

I had to twist the rope with my legs and slide down without leaning on the wall of the well. The further down you go, the more you feel the space getting bigger. The wall of this well is actually inclined downward, and the lower it goes, the wider it becomes, as if it is an inverted horn shape that is narrow at the top and wide at the bottom.

Could this be...... Trumpet urn?

I suddenly remembered something that my third uncle had told me. This inverted trumpet-shaped underground space, which we call a "trumpet urn" in our industry, is said to be a theory of yin and yang layout that was deduced from the principle of tombs in the Warring States period.

In the early Spring and Autumn period, most of the king's tombs were box tombs. That is, the burial chamber is straight up and down, boxy, like a box. This structure can theoretically accumulate a large amount of yin qi to ensure that the body of the tomb owner does not decay, which is more effective than the Egyptian mummies. But this kind of tomb structure also has a fatal drawback, that is, it is easy to collapse over time. If there's an earthquake or something, let alone something.

Later, in the late Spring and Autumn Period, there was an amazing and brilliant ancestor in our industry, who invented a kind of fighting tomb. This kind of tomb structure, the ground covers an area similar to the box tomb, but the four walls of the tomb are inclined downward, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and the whole tomb is like a bucket that scoops rice, so it is called a bucket tomb.

Compared with the box tomb, the design of the bucket tomb not only makes up for the defect that the box tomb is easy to collapse, but also has an unexpected effect. It can rely on the special structure of the four walls to tilt, so that the resentment of the deceased can be quickly dissipated. This is called "resentment" in our industry.

In our industry, "dispersing grievances" can be said to be a point that has been paid great attention to by peers over the generations. Because the strange things that occur after the death of the vast majority of people, such as the resurrection of corpses and the return of souls, are inseparable from the grievances of the deceased themselves. So this kind of tomb fighting that can dissipate grievances soon became popular, and even later many tomb robbers were called "inverted buckets", which is where it comes from.

However, with the change of time, a new kind of tomb was designed. The structure of this kind of tomb is completely opposite to that of the fighting tomb, resulting in a special structure that is narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. This is the trumpet urn.

What it wants to achieve is the opposite of "dispersing grievances", which is what we call "banning" in the industry.

I didn't expect to see the legendary tomb structure of the "trumpet urn" in this well. According to the principle of the "trumpet urn", is there something banned here?

I climbed the rope and continued to slide down, and the wellhead had become a round point of light. The well was very cold and damp. After about six or seven meters of lowering, I finally came into contact with the well water.

I shivered as soon as I went, the water in this well was biting cold, and the chill was frozen deep into the bones. I floated on the water, touched the wall of the well and turned around, and estimated that the width of the well had reached two meters by this time.

I adjusted to the temperature for a while, took a deep breath, and plunged headlong into the water. The water was pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers, so I could only grope with my hands.

Fortunately, the water in the well was not deep, and after sinking for about five or six meters, I stepped on the dirt. Squatted down and groped for a moment at the bottom of the well, grabbing a hand of mud. Just when I couldn't hold my breath and wanted to go up to change my breath, I suddenly touched something soft.

When I touched it again, I felt a slippery and greasy silky thing. I immediately reacted to the fact that I had touched a handful of hair. I was taken aback, and immediately poured a few mouthfuls of ice water into my mouth. Hurriedly floated up and took a deep breath.

My face turned pale, I coughed a few times, and then plunged my head again. This time, I sank directly to that position, and when I touched it along my hair, I knew that it should be the corpse of a girl. I grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up.

But soon I felt that something was wrong, this girl's body was surprisingly heavy, and I couldn't float up holding her. Later, it was discovered that she had a stone tied to her body, so she kept sinking at the bottom of the well.

I went up and took a breath, then sank down again to untie the rope and surfaced with her in my arms.

I couldn't see the corpse in the dark, but I knew that it had long hair and was petite, and it should be shorter than me. I was naked, my skin was on me, and I just felt cold and cold, slippery and greasy. I don't know if it's because of the weirdness of this well, although the body has a slight swelling, it is not serious.

I tied the rope around her and tied it in a solid knot. Then he climbed up along the rope first, lay on the ground and regained some strength, and then began to grasp the rope and slowly pulled the body up.

Pulling to the last section, he grabbed the body and dragged her out of the well, carefully placing her on the ground.

This is obviously a little girl of eleven or twelve, naked and naked. Her already fair skin was blistered a little white, and two talismans were attached to her chest and back. Although the well water has been soaked for a long time, there is no sign of half falling off.

At the root joints of her snow-white neck and limbs, five circles of stitches were found, exactly like Liu Nan's body.

I sat by the well with my face covered for a while before I walked over to her and squatted down and gently brushed away her long hair that covered her face.

A familiar little face. The originally bright eyes were tightly closed at this time, and the originally ruddy lips were white and purple, lifeless.

It's the girl of the Lin family.

I sat down on the floor and took off my clothes for the girl to put on. Even though it was soaking wet, there was always a piece of clothing to cover it. I hugged her blankly, my eyes were hot, and I only felt that I couldn't vent my inexplicable sadness.

I haven't seen each other for a few days, but I didn't expect that when I saw him again, it would be forever apart.

Those of us who do this business are used to seeing life and death, and it is not a big deal. I also often feel that I am a freak who has been in contact with corpses since I was a child, and my heart is hard enough that I should be able to face anyone's death relatively calmly.

But at this time, the cold corpse of the Lin family girl was lying in front of me, but I couldn't calm down at all, and my chest was filled with a huge sense of confusion and loss.

Then I realized that I was just an ordinary child.

The two talismans that had been torn from her body were torn to pieces by me and thrown into the well. Then he gave her a haircut, intending to carry her home. At this moment, the girl of the Lin family in her arms seemed to open her eyes, her miserable white lips hooked upward, and she smiled strangely at me.

My eyes went dark and I heard a shrill howl that went straight into my ears like an electric drill. I covered my ears like crazy and rolled on the ground.

The sensation of tearing was so clear that I almost thought that there were two nails piercing my eardrums, and the sharp pain that was tearing my lungs and lungs made me die.

I don't know how long later, that terrible howl suddenly stopped in my ears. I let out a sigh of relief and collapsed on the ground like a pile of mud.

In a daze, I heard what seemed to be someone calling me in my ear. I barely opened my eyes and saw a face dangling in front of my eyes.

"How's you kid, okay?"

I seemed to hear the third uncle's voice, but I couldn't hear it really. His body was completely soaked with cold sweat, like noodles that had just been fished out of the water. Dizzy, he grabbed the third uncle's arm and subconsciously asked him why he came.