"What did he say?" my father stared at me and asked.
"No...nothing!" I whispered.
"Oops!" My father suddenly shouted, looked down at the time, and said anxiously: "Xiaofan, we have to go down to load the gold quickly, or this old guy Liu Banxian will beat us one step ahead!"
Dad said, put the flashlight in his mouth, and then pulled the rope to see if I was tied firmly. After confirming again and again, Dad jumped into the old well, pulled the rope, and pressed his whole body against the well.
On the wall, he shouted to me: "Hurry up, don't wait any longer!"
"Go down... for what?"
I don’t know why I asked such an idiotic question. Maybe I always felt something was wrong in my heart. My father’s words still have some truth. Combined with Liu Banxian’s word test and alarmism, he just wanted to follow me down the old well.
Could it be that he made up the shady person and the word test just to follow me and steal the gold?
"Didn't I just say that? If we don't go down, we won't be able to catch anything until Liu Banxian takes the lead!" Dad paused, took a flashlight and looked down, and said to me, "Are you scared?"
I bit my lip and was speechless. People are always most afraid of darkness and the unknown. In my mind, I was even imagining that there was some kind of monster down there. It suddenly grabbed my feet, even though I knew it was me.
It was a random thought, but I was still afraid.
"With your father and me here, you are afraid of your eggs!" Dad grabbed the rope tied to his body, saw my fear, and said to me: "Hurry up, there is no time!"
I hesitated for a moment and had no choice but to go down hard. I pulled the rope and looked down with the flashlight. Apart from endless darkness and spider webs, there seemed to be nothing underneath.
My father pulled the rope and shook it twice. After making sure it was strong, he wrapped the rope around me and said to me: "You hold on to this rope later, and I will hold on to you."
I nodded subconsciously and began to slowly loosen the rope in my hand. As my hand slowly loosened, my body began to sink. The feeling was very bad, and could even be described as panic and despair, because I
I don't know if I can hold on to the bottom of the well, or if my hand twitches even slightly, I will fall immediately and die!
"Xiao Fan, hurry up, don't be afraid, after we finish this job, we will leave this ghost place and never come back!"
"Yes." I nodded slightly and moved very little, for fear that the rope was not strong and would break if I shook it.
The two of them moved down bit by bit, very slowly, and my dad would sigh from time to time. I don't know if he was dissatisfied with my moving too slowly.
About twenty minutes later, we had descended into the depths of the old well. We were surrounded by slimy well walls and there was no place to stay. We were just hanging on the rope. Our hands were so sore and the muscles in our back were a little bit numb.
I was shaking and couldn't hold on any longer. At this moment, my dad picked up the flashlight and looked down. I was chilled by this photo. The flashlight still couldn't reach the bottom of the well!
My dad sighed, tied the rope around his waist, tied it in a tight knot, and hung him in the air. Then he tied the knot in the air for me, and the two of us were tied together. This was good, at least I didn’t have to use my hands anymore.
Hold on to the rope tightly.
After we stopped, my father took out a pack of cigarettes from his breast pocket, handed me a cigarette, and asked me to take a rest, saying that the journey was still long and there was no rush.
I took the cigarette, and I didn’t know what was going on. I wanted to cry all of a sudden. My dad still smokes, eats, and cares about me. He’s not dead. Yes, that must be the case. It’s impossible for a dead person to still smoke.
, let’s eat?
It must be Liu Banxian who is doing something wrong. He is dead. He insists on saying that my father is dead. What is this? Yes, a divorce plan. He wants me to harm my father! When I go back, I must find someone to arrest him.
He took it so that he would not harm others again!
Smoke rings were floating upward layer by layer, and the chill in my whole body also subsided a lot. When I got down to this location, the temperature inside the old well was very low. Although it was summer, it was probably only a dozen degrees here.
My dad rested against the wall of the well and told me a lot about the situation below. Basically, there was a coffin down there, and there was gold and silver, but the gold and silver were in lumps, and there were gold sand and the like. They were not finished products anyway. My dad
I suspect it is a mine below, rather than an old well as it appears on the surface.
After all, this old well has existed for too long. There has always been a legend in the village that there is a trapped dragon well in the village. At midnight, the sound of ghosts crying and howling will appear from the underground, which is the roaring dragon well.
sound.
At that time, everyone said that a dragon was suppressed under the village. As for what it looked like, no one had seen it. Some people did not believe it, while others believed it. People still came to worship it every year.
I don’t know when the underground of the village suddenly exploded, and a lot of turbid underground water gushed out. An old Taoist priest in the village said that the feng shui was broken, the dragon was gone, and it couldn’t be suppressed anymore.
There was more and more water and it couldn't be stopped. The whole village was about to be submerged. The old Taoist priest opened the altar at noon and immersed himself in the practice. The water became clear and clear in a short time. Many people thanked the Taoist priest for his righteousness, and in the village
A shrine was built to honor him.
Then came the period of the Anti-Japanese War. According to the old man in the village, the Japanese occupied the village at that time, and the old well seemed to be used as a death pit. Anyone who was killed by them, or who died of the plague, would be dropped.
After entering this well, for a while, this well became the place with the heaviest yin energy, and everyone avoided it.
But after liberation, many people went down to the well to look for corpses, but in the end they all came back in vain. People who came up said that there was nothing down there, just a puddle, which smelled very bad, but the corpse did not exist.
It was someone who spread rumors.
This matter just went by the wayside. It wasn't until today's severe drought that we started to dig old wells to draw water. Some old people insisted that there were corpses underneath. But those of us who firmly believe in materialism will not believe in the theory of ghosts and gods.
And someone has proven that there are no corpses down there, and the old well is very clean.
After my father finished smoking, he put the cigarette butt directly down. I saw a small spark slowly falling down, and finally disappeared.
"Let's go, keep going down, we're almost there..." My father was untying the rope while speaking. Who knew that before he finished speaking, his whole body disappeared into the darkness, and I only saw his hands.
The electric light descended at an extremely fast speed, and finally a muffled sound of "dong" came up from below. My heart tightened, my father fell!
I hurriedly took a flashlight and looked down. When I saw it, I felt cold. If I fell into this dark place, it would be very dangerous...
I was completely frightened, and I couldn't stop shaking. I hugged the rope in front of me in a panic, and ran down without thinking. My palms were sore from being rubbed by the rope, but I couldn't care less.
, I persisted for several minutes, but I still didn't see my father. I shined the light of my flashlight down, and it was still pitch black, and something blocked all my sight.