Without imposing intervention, Xuan Yuan only secretly focused his attention on the hedgehog, and then turned his head to observe the dry well.

After several hours of excavation, the diameter of the wellhead, which was originally less than one meter, has now become about three meters - a width that can almost accommodate two people to enter and exit freely.

Looking at this well, Xuan Yuan was a little surprised.

Of course, in some special circumstances, such as soft soil and lack of groundwater, some wells may have to dig tens of meters or even deeper to see clear water.

And Bailu Village is located in the deep mountains, surrounded by vegetation, the water source is not rich but by no means lacking, dig more than ten meters, you can definitely see the clear water out.

But at a cursory glance, the well in front of him seemed to be thirty or forty meters deep, and although it was only a very small detail, Xuan Yuan still noticed it.

After estimating the depth again, Xuan Yuan asked Mi Laogen behind him: "Uncle, how deep did you dig this well at the beginning?"

"I don't really remember this, after all, it's been decades. Mi Laogen was a little puzzled, and stepped forward at Xuanyuan's signal, looking at the well with surprise in his eyes, "This ...... It shouldn't be as deep as it is now."

"Generally speaking, when people in our village dig wells, most of them dig 11 or 2 meters and you can see clear water coming out. ”

Touching the soil layer on the edge of the well, Xuanyuan twisted up some sandy soil, and sniffed the tip of his nose closely.

Seeing Xuanyuan's actions, Mi Laogen involuntarily picked up a handful of soil and smelled it. After a while, his face was stunned, and he was thoughtful: "Shame?"

This smell is a bit like the smell of yellow skin.

At this time, Xuan Yuan spoke: "Uncle, I remember you said at the beginning, you got up in the middle of the night and heard the sound of Xi Xi Suosuo, only to find out that the backyard was strange, right?"

"yes. Mi Laogen replied without hesitation, remembering the smell he had just smelled, his tone became a little hesitant, "Dao Chief, is there a yellow ...... in this well?" Second Uncle Huang?"

Mi Laogen didn't dare to say the word yellow skin hastily, and instead called him "Second Uncle Huang".

You know, in folklore, Wong Tai Sin is very cautious, and if you accidentally offend him, it won't be uncomfortable.

Hearing this, Xuan Yuan didn't answer, but the group of people behind him couldn't calm down, and suddenly exploded.

"Second Uncle Huang is here at home?"

"No, we all have five immortal temples in our village to worship them, how could Second Master Huang come to harm us?

"Are you brainless? The older generation worships God, and you still follow them to do that, it's funny!"

"You're brainless! You're not afraid? Uncle Hu, they're still in the outer courtyard!"

"Uh......"

"Why don't we go to worship together after we finish work today?" It seems that I haven't been to the temple for a long time, and when I encounter today's incident, I suddenly feel panicked."

"What are you yelling about, listen to what the Taoist chief says!" Mi Laogen roared and looked at Xuanyuan.

Xuanyuan pondered for a moment, and finally said, "Nine times out of ten." ”

Judging from the current situation, it is very likely that the Millaugen family is weasel. Whether it is the faint smell of weasel coming from the soil layer, or the spell that confuses the mind and causes people to fall into a coma, it can be corroborated.

It's just that what is there in Milaugen's house that attracts this weasel?

You know, as long as it is an animal with a little spiritual cultivation, it is very difficult to find it.

They either hide off the beaten track or are never easily visible and rarely see them.

But in Millaugen's house, as soon as they appeared, there were two—especially the weasels who might be hiding in the well, whose cultivation had reached the point where they could confuse people's hearts.

Couldn't help but look down at the little hedgehog on his left hand, and his mind was spinning rapidly.

Suddenly, Xuanyuan's eyes froze.

He found that in the layers of soil that had been cut open on the wall of the well, there were dense roots of plants and trees.

They crisscross like a large fine net, almost squeezing the soil to its fullest.

Xuan Yuan raised his eyebrows, and randomly pulled out a grass and tree root system from it, and at a cursory glance, counting the branches and roots, it was two or three times longer than ordinary grass roots!

There are quirks.

Not to mention how these roots grow so vigorously, it is a bit unreasonable to say that these roots that crowd the soil to the brim.

With such a small area of land, the soil fertility is so limited that it can't support the growth needs of so many weeds - this is the same as planting elixir.

Just when Xuanyuan was about to go down the well, suddenly, a faint fluctuation came from the bottom of the well, and Xuanyuan dodged away.

The next moment, a yellow figure burst out. It moved its limbs, and in an instant it flipped out of the courtyard wall.

"Will you still climb over the wall?" was blinded by this sudden situation, and everyone was dumbfounded.

Xuan Yuan didn't care about chatting with everyone, and the magic trick in his hand was pinched, and the wind spirit qi immediately gathered in his body. With a slight force, the whole person seemed to be flying feathers, and chased after him over the wall.

Milaugen's house is at the head of the village to the east. Outside the courtyard, there is a mountain road leading to the outside of the mountain, and behind the courtyard, there is a small hill.

Sensing the pursuit behind him, the weasel in front of him ran harder and fled towards the woodland.

However, the four short legs couldn't compare to the wind spirit qi after all, and in just a few breaths, Xuan Yuan was already about to catch up.

However, the yellow skin seems to be quite experienced in escaping.

Seeing that Xuan Yuan was about to catch up, it immediately abandoned the escape plan of running in a straight line, and instead scurried around. From time to time, it also makes a sharp turn, trying to leave Xuanyuan behind.

In a short period of time, the thunder spell in Xuanyuan's hand was difficult to lock onto the target.

Xuan Yuan laughed, he didn't expect this weasel to be quite a chicken thief. Scattering the spells in his hand, Xuanyuan no longer pressed closely, but followed behind it not far away.

Sensing that Xuanyuan had slowed down, the weasel was overjoyed and seized the opportunity to rush into the woodland.

"Huh. Xuan Yuan smiled in a low voice, condensed the magic seal again with one hand, and the weeds in the mountains and forests suddenly turned into dragons and snakes and danced, and they all rolled towards the weasels who threw themselves into the net.

Looking at the straw whip in the sky, the weasel showed despair in his eyes, there was still such a means?

Not even bothering to use its own killer weapon, it glanced at Millaugen's yard with nostalgia, and actually closed its eyes and gave up struggling.

The next moment, its body tightened, but the expected shredded scene did not appear.

On the contrary, he was tied like a rice dumpling by a grass vine and tied to the young Taoist's hand.

The stomach was poked, and I only heard the man say, "The oil and water are quite sufficient." ”