Liu Banxian stood by the old well and looked down. The shadow was on his left, and the old locust tree was on his right. This was no problem at first, but when I looked back at him, I found that his shadow had moved!
Yes, I definitely wasn't dazzled or anything. His shadow seemed to be separated from the person, because he didn't move, but his shadow moved. What's even more strange is that the direction of the shadow's movement was towards the old locust tree.
I was so shocked that I couldn't speak. I looked at Liu Banxian blankly. He probably asked me something, but I didn't answer. He suddenly turned around and shouted to me: "I'm asking you something, what are you doing stupidly?"
, hurry up and get the rope and get ready to go down!"
I nodded quickly, then shook my head immediately, and said, "Go back first. If anything happens, I'll tell you tomorrow. I'll go down and ask my dad to come up now."
"Why, you changed your mind again?" Liu Banxian asked suspiciously.
I subconsciously looked at his shadow and found that there was no big movement in his shadow. Then I said: "No, we can't get the things down there at all. We'd better do it during the day tomorrow."
Liu Banxian hesitated for a long time and said to me: "Xiao Fan, I know your father's death is a big blow to you, but now that heaven and man are separated forever, he is a ghost after all, and he has a strong negative energy, so you still don't want to be with him
It's better to be too close to avoid getting yin energy, which will shorten your yang life."
I nodded and pushed him to go first. I would go back in a while. Liu Banxian said that was fine. He just happened to have something to do and he had to do it well tonight, otherwise there would be trouble. I asked him, he said
What could have happened to the old bachelor, but he smiled, said nothing, turned around and left.
Liu Banxian turned around and left, and his shadow was behind him, next to my feet. I suddenly felt a chill sweep through my body, and my whole body trembled. It was not until his shadow left my feet that I felt much better.
It seems that I was right. Both of them are dead, but they are still fighting after death. They say each other is dead. I can only use the word persistence to describe it.
Now, I have to go down and bring my dad up. The yin energy down there is heavy, and he may feel very comfortable, but staying here for a long time may accelerate his "death". Although I don't know whether this is good or bad, but I hope that I
Dad will live a more comfortable life for the rest of his life. He has suffered for me for most of his life, and now that he is dead, I can't let him suffer again.
Thinking of this, I slapped my forehead fiercely and shouted, "It's broken!" I took out the flashlight, and my dad's flashlight broke again, so he couldn't see anything down there? You know, what people are most afraid of is
It's darkness and unknown. Now that these two conditions are present at the same time, my father must be feeling very uncomfortable.
I raised my body, tied it to my body, and jumped down from the wellhead. I had already gone down once, so I was familiar with the road. About half an hour later, I came down the well smoothly. Unfortunately, my first kick was
I stepped into a puddle, and my whole leg was sunk in half. I pulled the rope and moved up, and then I broke free from the mud and stood up again.
After scanning the surrounding area with my flashlight, I discovered that my dad was missing!
There were still some footprints where he fell before, but the person was no longer there. My heart suddenly became confused. He was injured, where else was he going to run? I hurriedly walked over and looked at the footprints on the ground. I followed the footprints.
We walked and finally stopped in front of the coffin. This was my father's coffin, the sixth coffin that my father did not check!
A chill ran through my body. Could it be that my dad knew he was dead, so he lay back in the coffin? I tremblingly opened the lid of the coffin, and sure enough, my dad was lying inside motionless, with injuries all over his body.
It's still there, but the eyes are closed.
I sighed. I wasn’t that scared when I faced my father’s body. But these coffins were very strange. There were six coffins in total, and apart from my father, there were five more, and besides Liu Banxian, there were four more.
, so who are the people inside these four coffins? Why did they come here after death, and why did they not rot?
The more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong. There were six coffins down here, and they seemed to have been prepared in advance. Did anyone know that my father and Liu Banxian were going to die, so they made coffins in advance and were waiting here?
This is a bit too nonsense!
I don’t believe my conjecture myself. Another point of view is that the two coffins did not originally belong to my father and Liu Banxian, but they took up other people’s places after they died. So who were the two coffins originally prepared for?
What about?
Could it be that for the relatives of the people in the other four coffins, the family collectively prepared the coffins here and then brought them in after death?
As I thought about it, I felt a chill in my back. If this was really the case, it would be too weird, because I had never seen these four people in the village. If they were not from the village, how could they have gone crazy and come here to die?
My mind felt dizzy, and I felt that all my knowledge of the past twenty years would be shattered by me, and I even began to doubt life.
I put the coffin lid back on my father and walked around again with a flashlight. Only then did I realize that the bottom of the old well was not as small as we thought, but rather shockingly big.
Below is a hemispherical structure, which is as big as half a football field. It is surrounded by puddles and some raised silt. I don’t know what is under the silt. I looked up at the well wall and suddenly felt that this old
The walls of the well are more like a channel than a building for storing water.
I turned on the flashlight and started walking slowly under the old well, sticking to the dirt wall at the edge. The dirt wall was covered with moss and black dirt, and there were some bacterial scabs in some places. I didn't know what was inside.
I dare to look, but I dare not move. What if there is a corpse behind it?
Before I walked around the entire circle, I discovered that there was a hole missing in this ring-shaped structure. To be precise, it was not a hole, but there was an extra passage coming out. It seemed to be much larger than the diameter of the old well, and there were also holes all around.
There are some white bones scattered around, leading to the darkness of the location...
I dug around in my pocket and took out three cigarettes. Fortunately, they were still dry. I inserted the three cigarettes upside down in front of the pile of bones, lit them with a lighter, and bowed respectfully, asking them not to harm me.
I just take a look and leave after reading it. I will never take away a single gold or silver.
The smoke from the cigarette slowly dissipated, and my nervousness improved a lot. After the cigarette was half burned, I walked around the pile of bones and walked deeper into the darkness. After taking a few steps, I suddenly felt the temperature rise again.
It dropped a lot, and I vaguely felt like there was wind behind me, which made my whole body tremble uncontrollably.
I once heard someone say that you must never look back when walking at night. Why? It probably means that there are three balls of Yang fire on the human body. One is on the head and the other two are on the shoulders. It is said to be the Yang fire on the human body.
, when walking at night, if there is anything strange behind you, do not look to both sides. If it blows out, you will be in a state of yin and yang decline, and then ghosts will easily steal your soul.
Or directly harm you.
At this time, I dare not turn around suddenly even if I die. Let this evil wind blow if you like. Anyway, I will not make such a stupid mistake. I want to see what is in this. I still don’t believe that I can do it myself.
Go into hell!
If I really walked into the hell gate and was closed, then I deserve to die! My father is already dead, and it doesn’t matter whether I die or not. My mother left early, and now even my father has gone with her. I am living alone in this world.
What else is there in this world?
Although I think so in my heart, it is purely to embolden myself. If I really want to die, I am still afraid. Everyone is afraid of death. This is instinct.
This passage was much deeper than I thought. I walked for several minutes and still couldn’t see the end. There was no reaction when I shined my flashlight on it. However, I discovered something unusual on the way. At first, it was some scattered gold nuggets.
It caught my foot, and then there was some rusty iron. As soon as I stepped on it, the rust suddenly fell away, revealing an iron rod as thick as an arm in the middle.
I tried to pick it up, originally planning to use it as a weapon or something, but no matter how hard I tried, the iron rod wouldn't move, as if it was nailed to the ground. After trying for a while, I gave up and shined the flashlight on it.
On the iron plate, extending into the distance, I realized that there was no iron rod here, but a track like a railroad track!
Why are there tracks here?
I knelt down and took a closer look again, and found that the rails were at least several decades old. The outside had been corroded by water. As soon as I touched it, there was rust all over the ground. Could it be that trains had been running here before?
I shook my head, this is absolutely impossible! Although I am not old, this village has never passed a train, I am sure of this! Looking at the railway tracks, I suddenly thought of a possibility in Ningwai
Sex, since these rails are not train rails, they must be minecart-like or other rails. After all, not only trains need rails...
Thinking of this, I suddenly became enlightened. Just as I was about to stand up, I found that there was a hand on my shoulder...