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Chapter 190 Building a Wall

After a while, there was still no movement in the well.

Yan Yan sighed: "If you insist on toasting and don't eat, you will be punished with a drink?"

She was about to use force to make the ghost in the well appear when she felt movement behind her.

Turning his head, a human face appeared on the well wall. The face was reflected on the well wall, with dried moss on it. Then half of his head emerged from the well wall, as if he was trying to struggle out of the constraints of the well wall.

But exposing half of its head is its limit.

It's like a human figure is exposed behind a straight cloth, but on the wall of the well, it cannot move or speak.

Evil thoughts appeared behind Yan Yan: "Boss, it should be built into the wall."

Hearing this, Yan Yan stepped forward and knocked on the wall of the well.

There is indeed a large area under the well wall with cavity sounds.

The ghosts who were built into the wall were not as resentful as the hanged ghosts, but because the corpse was built into the wall and did not leave in time with the ghost messenger, the soul is now trapped in the corpse.

"If there is a corpse..." Yan Yan took a step back, set up a barrier in the yard, and then transformed into a revolving lantern on the corpse.

"Hmm? Is there anyone down there?"

Overhead, someone stuck his head out of the well and shouted into the well. At this time, the well was already a dry well, and two mice were thrown down below, and even their intestines were thrown out.

The two mice were not dead yet, their limbs were trembling slightly and they made pitiful squeaking sounds.

It's probably because it's so far away that people outside the dry well can't hear the sounds below clearly, but they can hear the movement.

Yan Yan raised his head and looked at the person above carefully. There was no light behind him, but he could tell that he was a young man.

"If there is someone, please tell me and I will find you a rope." The young man looked around, thinking about how to save the people under the dry well.

Suddenly, a pair of hands appeared behind the boy and pushed him down from above.

After the young man fell into the dry well, he was still alive. He hit the well wall on the way down, rolled over and landed with his legs first.

The person is still alive, but his legs are broken.

The young man was so painful that he passed out. When he woke up, he found that it was raining.

He shouted for a long time before a shadow fell on the mouth of the well.

Just when I thought he was saved, a shovel fell from above and hit the young man directly on the face.

The wound was so deep that bones could be seen, and half of his face was cut off.

Yan Yan was standing next to the young man. When the shovel hit her face, even her heart trembled.

The boy didn't faint this time, maybe he had gotten used to the pain in his legs.

After shouting for a long time, he called the murderer over. How desperate he must be, and then he would be blocked in the wall.

While Yan Yan was waiting for the murderer to come down at the bottom of the well, he found the boy digging the well wall with a shovel.

When it rained, he easily dug a hole in the well wall.

The young man held up his arms and moved bit by bit into the hole. Then he mixed the excavated soil with rainwater and built it up bit by bit.

After many days and nights, the bottom of the dry well was full of pits, and the bulges where people were built were no longer obvious on the well wall.

The revolving lantern disappeared, and Yan Yu and Hu Xin stood silently at the bottom of the well.

"Have you seen that hand?" Yan Yan asked.

Wu Xin replied, "Well, it's a child's hand."

Yan Yan transformed the revolving lantern again, and this time she stood outside the well mouth.

I watched a child throw two live mice into the well and then lure the boy over.

The boy probably thought that the child had fallen into the well, and when he was squatting at the mouth of the well and looking in, the child quietly appeared behind him and pushed him down.

After pushing the boy down, the child still stood by the wellhead for a while, sending away those who were coming to the wellhead.

The shovel was not thrown by the child. It was an adult in the yard who came to the well and pulled the child away. He then threw the old shovel down the well.

"What are you shouting for? Where is your second brother?"

The child lowered his head and said, "I don't know."

The young man and the child were biological brothers. The young man did not want people to know that his younger brother pushed him into the well, and that his parents had given the child permission to do so, so he buried himself.

"Miss Yan, what are you doing here?"

After working all night, at dawn, Yan He walked to a house and saw Yan He standing by a dry well.

He could see that there was Yin Qi in the dry well, so he hurriedly called Yan Yan over.

"Have someone bring a shovel, and there's someone hiding underneath."

After the corpse was dug out, it was completely unrecognizable, especially the skin on the face. When they were digging it out, they didn't notice that half of the face was pulled up. When the shovel touched half of the face, the whole face was peeled off.

The young man's soul was released. He recognized Yan Yu and floated to Yan Yu's side.

Yan Yan asked about the hanging ghost, "Do you know who the murderer is?"

The young man was silent for a while: "Just say he is his second brother."


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