Yue Guanchao saw that he drilled his head into the wellhead, hurriedly somersaulted forward, grabbed Yue Ercang, and slammed him to the ground.

"Don't... Don't stop me, why is this vanity mirror in the water, I'm going to go to the water to catch the mirror, woo la ~ woo la ~"

After a while, Song Siyuan and the others also went out of the temple and gathered around the flower bed.

Song Siyuan looked at Yue Erpao, her face was crimson, her eyes were scattered, her lips were swollen and red, and the corners of her mouth were still drooling, and she was obviously mentally deranged.

"Little brother like this, it can't be that someone poisoned us!"

Mao Ye's words made everyone nervous.

Yue Guanchao's heart chuckled, his hair exploded, and he looked vigilantly at the dark courtyard, as if there were beasts lurking in the darkness, and looked vigilantly at the chaotic darkness.

"Aha~ ow, it's so late, the tenders don't bake the fire in the house, what kind of drama is singing in the yard!"

They were suspicious of this sudden situation, the old man Yu turned on the east chamber light, he came out in a woolen coat and carrying a kerosene lamp, and he was obviously woken up.

"Uncle Yu, my little brother seems to have been poisoned by someone!"

"Poisoned?"

The old man shook his head and woke up from the cold wind.

He walked up to Yue Erpao with a kerosene lamp, and looked inside and out with the light, his eyebrows and eyes took off a look of worry:

"Hey~ Don't worry, no one poisoned you, this is an undercooked cactus mushroom."

"If the cactus mushroom is cooked, it is delicious and abnormal, and it is indeed poisonous if it is not cooked, but it will not poison people, at most you will see hallucinations, and it will be good in two days."

"You guys, did you eat my freshly picked cactus mushrooms!"

Everyone nodded, and when Yue Er Pao took the fairy hand mushroom, the old man did not inform him when he fell asleep.

"But I also ate cactus mushrooms, why am I fine!"

Geda thought of the mushrooms that the second cannon had handed him, and his heart became curious.

The old man nodded: "Maybe, you eat fully cooked, the cactus mushroom is difficult to cook, and you have to roast the ground to make oil before eating." ”

Knowing that he would not be poisoned, Geda breathed a sigh of relief:

"That's right, when I ate it, I specially skewered a few pieces of meat, put it in the brazier and roasted the meat before eating, at that time the cactus mushrooms were roasted soft and wilted, and they were cooked."

"Okay, okay, I'll give him some antidote herbs, and I'll just vomit the next day."

The old man turned back to the east chamber, took out a bag of herbs and walked into the stove room, and while boiling the medicine, Song Siyuan and Ge Da helped Yue Erpao into the west chamber.

Yue Guanchao was about to turn around and leave, but the moment he turned around, he found that there was something in the shadow of the well.

That's when he paid attention to this old well!

The old well is narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, and the wellhead is still set up with a bucket of wells.

The blue-gray bricks are staggered, with edges and corners on six sides, and black stones along the well.

The four sides are carved with a Bagua plate pattern.

There is a wooden sign on the side, faintly etched with the words "Long Live Well", the surface is smooth as jade by Mosuo, and the wood grain fades.

But most of the wells with gossip maps are not ordinary draft wells!

The roots of the thousand-year-old pine are squeezed and penetrated, and there are countless rattan roots stretching into the wall of the well, and the green bricks are in disrepair, most of them are slightly cracked, like the annual rings of ancient trees, telling the millennium years it has passed!

It can be seen that the flower bed should have been built at the back, so the old well was wrapped in it, and it was almost crushed by the roots.

What made him curious was not the gossip diagram at the wellhead, but the full moon in the water.

Yue Guanchao lay at the mouth of the well and looked at the moon shadow, the concave and convex are chic, the outline is clear, like the Guanghan Palace into the well, bright fluctuations, sparkling flashes.

I looked at it in a trance, as if there was still a beautiful palace inviting him to go down!

He looked up at the sky, the night sky was dark and the stars were bright, the sky was shining, and the missing moon that was bent like an eyebrow was clearly not a full moon!

Yue Guanchao looked down at the full moon of the well water, and squinted his eyes:

"There is a ghost moon in the well, interesting!"

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Changbai Mountain, Jiaolong Temple, West Wing

"Drink it while it's hot, and go back to sleep after drinking."

The old man walked into the West Chamber with an old porcelain bowl with a strong medicinal smell, and the bitter taste was so strong that the house trembled.

"Although this thing is a little bitter, but the medicine is bitter, my old man can't come down the mountain, usually when he is sick and in pain, he grabs some herbs according to the folk earthwork, this thing is very effective in inducing vomiting and detoxification."

"Drink!"

Yue Erpao was still suffering from hysteria, Song Siyuan took the medicinal soup and tasted it, pinched Yue Erpao's mouth and poured it in.

This kid drank the decoction, and he didn't know when he would vomit, so they had to send someone to guard it.

Looking at his own brothers, he can't trouble others, Yue Guanchao survived the first half of the night, and he had to continue to stay up for the second half of the night.

After he sent Ma Chang, Mao Ye, and Ge Da to sleep, he returned to the temple alone, and before the door was closed, Song Siyuan followed closely behind.

"Did you find out what's going on?"

Song Siyuan knew Yue Guanchao too well, he had stood at the mouth of the well alone for so long, and he was still smirking and squinting, obviously discovering a new situation.

"I'll take you to see it."

Yue Guanchao took her to the mouth of the well, and the woman looked at the mouth of the well, and immediately understood everything, and looked at him with wide eyes: "Ghost Yue, your brother can't be entangled by unjust spirits." ”

The ghost moon is a ghost story recorded in the folklore of Eastern Province.