82_82884The other three Mongolian brothers who were in charge of the night vigil also proved Lu Haotian one after another, saying that he was indeed not lazy last night, and he had been taking us back and forth on duty, and he didn't even let a goshawk in.

"What the hell are you alive, aren't you?

Wushuang combed his breath and said, "Maybe I'm really alive." As he spoke, he snatched a steamed bun from Lu Haotian and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Lan Caidie said with concern.

"It's okay, I just had a weird dream last night, and it's clear, it's like the real thing. He was too embarrassed to admit that he was scared by the nightmare. But because the dream was so real, he still wondered if it was a nightmare.

After breakfast, Wushuang counted the number of people, and then looked at three boxes of goods. After that, he told everyone to continue on the road.

"Second master, Qiangzi, you take everyone down the mountain first, I still have something to do here. "Wushuang wants to prove whether the qiē that happened in last night's dream is real.

"Master, then be careful! We are waiting for you. ”

The big team set off, and Wushuang left the blue butterfly by his side.

"Master, what's wrong? What do you always look at around this dry well? Did something fall into it?" Lan Caidie asked.

"Huh...... I'm afraid my soul has fallen in!" Wushuang replied to her with a grin.

"Soul, what nonsense are you talking about early in the morning, fever, burned?" Lan Caidie reached out and touched his head, no fever.

"Don't make a fuss, dead girl, there's something down there in this well. ”

"There must be something, isn't there a folk saying? It is said that there are yin veins under the old wells, and the yin veins are easy to breed those dirty things, and if the well of someone's house is sweet and cool, then there is a well fairy with a town well under the well. ”

Wushuang said that the things below are not so simple, and the one in last night's dream was so real that I was almost sucked away by the things below.

He tried to pull the rope twice, and this hemp rope has been hanging on the well for I don't know how many years, and it is estimated that it will not be too strong in the wind and sun. Wushuang asked Lan Caidie to take out her rope and tie it to a boulder on the side of the eaves, but fortunately she was not very heavy.

"What are you doing? I'll go, sir...... Hey...... It's not that I'm talking about you, you're too heavy. That is, he is thinner than you with Brother Mouse. Lan Caidie smiled as she grabbed his waist with ill will.

"Come less, you help me take care of it from above, I must go down in person, there will definitely be travelers passing by this mountain ghost temple in the future, I'm afraid that that thing will come out to harm people if it doesn't die." Wushuang held a wolf's eye flashlight in his mouth, tied the tail end of the rope around his waist, leaned down, and supported both sides of the well wall with his arms stretched out, falling little by little.

This dry well has been dry for many years, but the walls of the well are covered with smooth moss, the tentacles are cold, and the yin qi under the well is very heavy, and Wushuang carefully climbs down with his nimble hands. This dry well is so deep that even the wolf's eye flashlight can't shine through to the end.

"Hey, master, don't be too reluctant, if you can't come up, everyone is still waiting for you." Lan Caidie shouted at the mouth of the well.

The structure of the well is very special, the cylindrical space is very close, and the bottom is a closed environment, although the sound of the blue butterfly is not very loud, it can reverberate under the well, and the shock is not painful without double eardrums.

"Shut up, you want to shock me to death? ”

This is definitely not an ordinary well, where can an ordinary well be used to drill so deep? Moreover, Wushuang supported his hands on the moss on the left and right sides of the eaves, and with a little force, he brushed off the surface moss, and strange spell symbols were revealed on the green bricks of the well wall. It seems that the original digging of this well is definitely related to the demon under the well, presumably it must have trapped that thing and prevented it from coming out, but why was its soul free from bondage last night?

It had already fallen to a distance of 20 meters, and Wushuang could now feel that the air around him was starting to thin out, his breathing became short, and sweat was pouring down on his head. Seeing that the bottom was about to be seen, a damp patch of clay could already be seen under the beam of the wolf's eye flashlight.

Ten meters below the Mushuang was the bottom of the well, and the dirt under the well was dark red, and there seemed to be a layer of black on the surface of the clay.

That thing is a big lump of tiles at the bottom of the well, as if it were some kind of special vegetation growing under the well, how to describe it? From the top down, it looks like a ...... It's like a little boy nowadays, and his parents like to shave his mushroom head, right, that's what it looks like. A dark mass of mysterious substance stood motionless against the dark red clay.

Wushuang fell into the bottom of the well against the wall of the well, and did not hurry to see what the black thing was, but first sniffed the breath at the bottom of the well, and there was a faint ** below, which was the smell of corpses. When I looked down from above, I only felt that the bottom of the well was only one meter wide in diameter, but when I went down to the bottom of the well, I found that there was a small hole on the east side of the bottom of the well wall, and the cave seemed to be a hidden stone house.

The soil at the bottom of the well was extremely soft, and after falling to the bottom, Wushuang's feet immediately sank twenty centimeters deep, and the gravity pressed downward, immediately squeezing out the dark red slime accumulated in the clay. Wushuang covered his nose with one hand, and with the other hand, he carefully used the tip of the dagger to gently pick open the layer of black substance that lay on the surface of the clay.

It didn't matter if it was touched, and suddenly the black dense hair-like thing moved as if it had come to life. The frightened Wushuang hurriedly clinged to the wall of the well, ready to run up at any time. Then the black substance calmed down again.

Is it a living thing? Is there a big-headed monster baby buried down there? This is the baby's hair? It's too similar. Wushuang Fox was suspicious.

He had the courage to move forward again, and the strange scene once again made him dumbfounded, and in the blink of an eye, many thin black hairs grew on the surface of the dark red clay at the bottom of the well, which was less than one and a half meters in diameter, just like the lump of black substance. The delicate hairs grew neither fast nor slow, and it was impossible to see with the naked eye how they emerged from under the soil, but you could feel that they were still growing, because the layer of fluff had already reached Mushuang's ankles, and there seemed to be some kind of force that prompted them to hug Mushuang's footsteps.

When Wushuang was in a dilemma, he suddenly heard the sound of Buddha singing in the small stone cave on the east side of the well wall, Buddha Yin Sanskrit singing is a way of chanting Tibetan Buddhism, paying attention to the chanter's emphasis on mellowness, pleasant voice, and the singer has no intention, but the listener feels that the spirit is indescribably relaxed, as if he is receiving the baptism of Mahayana Buddhism - 513549 + CQSQC + 521 - >.