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Chapter 224

Just when I was thinking that I had to explain it here tonight, suddenly, I heard the sound of a broken door coming from behind!

Immediately afterwards, the drunkard walked in slowly.

"Little guy, are you stupid?"

The drunkard looked down upon me, and I was already so tangled in that hair that my face turned red and I was about to die.

"Help...save me...ah old drunkard..." I shouted vaguely to the drunkard.

The drunkard leisurely glanced at the female ghost in white, and then quickly took out the gourd in his waist.

The drunkard's gourd was much bigger than mine. As soon as he aimed the small gourd, I soon saw the face of the female ghost in white change. She quickly threw me to the ground with her long hair and faced the drunkard.

Fought it!

The old drunkard was also bad enough. When he saw the long hair of the ghost in white trying to catch him, he threw the gourd to me with a smile.

"Here, little one!"

I hurriedly cut the gourd, feeling secretly happy, but when the female ghost in white saw it, she immediately turned her gun and attacked me.

"Old drunkard, give it back to you!"

I followed suit and threw the gourd back to the drunkard.

In this way, the drunkard and I tossed it back and forth, which finally made the female ghost in white feel at a loss for a moment.

A few seconds later, the drunkard's face turned serious and he pointed the mouth of the gourd at the female ghost.

"No..." The female ghost let out a miserable cry.

My heart moved, and the words that the female ghost in white just said to me quickly came to my mind.

"I died so miserably, I was killed by Liu..."

What the female ghost in white said was obviously about Liu or something, but I know that there doesn't seem to be anyone named Liu in this village.

And the only thing that can be related to the word "willow" seems to be the old willow tree.

My mind suddenly opened up, and I thought, could this female ghost in white have anything to do with the old willow tree? After all, no matter how I looked at the old willow tree, I didn't think he looked like a good person.

Seeing that the drunkard was about to take over the female ghost in white, I had an idea. When the female ghost in white barely resisted, I bumped into the drunkard with an unstable figure.

"What are you doing, little guy?"

The drunkard was startled and was knocked away by me. The gourd in his hand fell to the ground in time.

But at this time, the female ghost in white was also very smart and quickly drifted out.

"Oh, you're in trouble!" the drunkard yelled at me.

I glanced at the female ghost in white who had already floated outside the house, and I felt secretly happy. Then I jumped up and said to the drunkard: "Let's chase her out quickly. This female ghost will definitely not be able to run far."

Saying that, regardless of whether the drunkard agreed or not, I grabbed his arm and the gourd and rushed out...

When we got out of the house, I took a closer look and saw that the female ghost in white floated to a well very quickly, and then jumped in.

I raised my eyebrows. Did this female ghost commit suicide by jumping into a well?

I dragged the drunkard towards the well, but when I got closer, I realized that it was pitch black down there, not even a hair could be seen.

Generally speaking, if there is water under a well, there will definitely be some ripples.

But in the well under my feet, no light can be seen below!

Obviously, there must be no water down there!

I frowned, and the drunkard on the side also saw the clues about this well.

The drunkard laughed playfully and said to me: "How about..."

I raised my eyebrows, and quickly protected my anus and jumped back a step, "If you want to do it, let's do it together. If you cheat me, your anus will be destroyed soon."

The drunkard's face was slightly red. He took a sip of wine first, then carefully observed the well, and then said slowly: "I remember that this well used to have water."

"When?" I asked.

"Before the plague breaks out..." the drunkard thought for a moment and said.

A sudden thought occurred in my mind. Damn it, this female ghost in white must have been left behind by the plague three years ago. This well also had water three years ago. When these series of things are connected, it always makes me feel a little bit...

It's not simple, but specifically, I can't tell.

I looked at the drunkard, gritted my teeth, and thought that this old guy was probably waiting for me to take the initiative to speak, so I'll just respect the old and love the young.

I said, "I'll go down first, and you can follow behind."

The drunkard seemed to have been waiting for my words for a long time. Suddenly his face burst into laughter and he nodded repeatedly.

I cursed the old fox in my heart, then grabbed the rope of the well and slowly climbed down.

This well was very dark and deep, and as soon as I went in, I smelled a very foul smell, which almost made me faint.

"Old drunkard, you can come down now." I shouted to the drunkard above.

The drunkard responded impatiently, and then I felt some fluctuations in my body. It was obvious that the drunkard also climbed down along the rope.

With this old drunkard around, I felt somewhat confident in my heart. Although this old drunkard was a bit of a fool, his strength was so deep that I couldn't figure it out.

With him here, my life is still very safe...

The well was about seven or eight meters deep. When I stepped on the ground with my feet, I found that the ground was extremely dry and hard. It was obvious that the well had been out of water for a long time.

After a while, the drunkard also came down.

He looked at it for a while, and then fixed his gaze on a small entrance not far away.

"Hey, why didn't I realize there was an entrance to this well before?" the drunkard said in surprise.

I glanced at him and thought, you know how to drink every day, how could you know about this...

Under the eyes of the drunkard, I quickly dug at the entrance a few times. Sure enough, as soon as I peeled off the dry soil, an entrance similar to a sewer was exposed in front of me.

I raised my eyebrows, thinking that the female ghost in white had jumped into the well earlier, and now that there was only one entrance in the well, she must have run in through this entrance.

I glanced at the drunkard and found that he was looking at me with a smile. His intention was very obvious: Young man, suffering is a blessing. If you don't take the lead, you can't let me, an old man, take the lead in climbing the dog hole...

I was too lazy to talk nonsense with drunkards, so I simply gritted my teeth, lowered my body and crawled into the small opening.

This opening is very narrow and can only accommodate an adult's body.

I almost walked forward with my waist hunched over, and what shocked me was that this small passage from the well was actually quite winding and long.

A few minutes later, a glimmer of light gradually appeared in front of me.

My heart moved and I quickly quickened my pace!

And when I walked out of the small passage, I noticed crisp ticking sounds starting to come from outside.

As soon as I walked out of the small passage, I glanced around and found that where the ticking sound had just come from, there were drops of blood falling to the ground, making that crisp sound.

My heart felt cold, why was there still blood dripping under this well?

I quickly took a look, and at this time, the drunkard behind me also came over.

His old face looked around, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes...

I looked carefully and found that after coming out of the small passage, there was a completely different cave.

The place in front of me is obviously an underground space.

Looking up, there are various coiled tree roots appearing above, looking like dragons and phoenixes dancing, and it looks a bit like a fairy cave.

"What is this place?" I asked the drunkard.

The drunkard shook his head, "How do I know?"

Just when I was wondering where the female ghost in white ran in and hid, suddenly, I heard a shrill scream coming from inside.

There were men and women in the screams, and they were all so miserable that I couldn't help but feel a chill running down my spine!

"Is there anyone else in this place?" I was shocked, and I quickly followed the place where the sound came from.

After I walked a little closer, I saw a pool of blood-colored mist beside the circling tree roots.

There was no water on the pool, it was just the boiling blood-colored mist, and inside the pool, I saw many transparent figures struggling and howling in pain...

I just felt a roar in my head, and the drunkard behind me also came over, his face full of solemnity.

I stared at the boiling bloody mist in the blood pool, as well as the figures with almost transparent bodies but extremely painful expressions on their faces, and couldn't help but gasp!

But at this moment, suddenly, I heard the drunkard behind me shouting as if he was out of control.

"They are all villagers who died in the plague three years ago. Why do their souls appear here?" the drunkard said with a look of shock.

[Author's digression]: There is another update that will be a little late


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