Chapter 235

The old man smiled. Although he was not good-looking, he was kind and honest.

His eyes swept the lizard and lizard man and said to Fang Hao, "are you the captain?"

Captain, I think Fang Hao is a mercenary regiment.

"Yes." Fang Hao nodded and continued to ask, "uncle, you are the only one in the village?"

Fang Hao looked at the village again and saw no one.

"I'm also here to see if anyone comes. I'll go back in the afternoon. I live in the next village now. There's no one here." The old man said quickly.

"So serious."

"No, many people died, and the masters in the city didn't care. If other villages weren't afraid of suffering, we wouldn't care here." The old man continued.

It seems that the villagers have moved away.

They are all looking for a village to live in. This village doesn't want it directly.

For the villagers, it is also a simple way.

"Uncle, tell us what monster it is. The more detailed it is, the better." Fang Hao said.

"OK."

The old man squatted at the root of the wall and began to talk.

Since the existence of the village, this well has always existed, and the villagers rely on this well to draw water.

But who knows half a month ago.

It was found that there was always a lot of mud left at the wellhead, and it smelled bad.

Where is the well.

It's related to the health of the whole village. The villagers attach great importance to it.

At first, I thought it was caused by the children in the village. I took some naughty people out and beat them up collectively.

But even so, the next day still exists.

The villagers began to find something wrong and began to squat at night.

When night fell, strange sounds began to appear in the well, and some villagers dared to come forward to check.

A dark shadow appeared in the well and swallowed the villagers directly.

After that, a humanoid monster began to attack the villagers.

The village organized young and strong attempts to expel monsters, but many people died.

The village arranged people to report to the nearby city, and no one cared about their life and death.

The well is occupied and dangerous.

Slowly the people left and the village was empty.

"Is it a ghost? A ghost that swallows people in one bite?" Fang Hao asked curiously.

The term ghost should refer to the dead.

Even Nelson, the orange undead, doesn't eat people.

Swallowing people sounds more like beasts or monsters.

"No, it's like the whole chest was opened and an adult swallowed it in one bite." The old man recalled the scene at that time, and his face gradually showed fear.

Fang Hao looked at Anja and dimitega, both of whom shook their heads slightly.

It is impossible to infer what the monster described by the old man is.

"What about the output mode?" Fang Hao continued to ask.

"What is output?"

"Well, that's how to attack. Is there a long-range move?"

"Just waving your arms and swallowing people, I don't see others, and there are no professional people to manage. I don't know if there are other remote tricks." The old man thought and didn't answer very clearly.

All the battles with monsters were at night. It was dark and I saw some by moonlight.

When they saw cannibalism, they ran for their lives. They still wanted to see the means of attack.

"OK, uncle, take us in." Fang Hao said again.

The old man hesitated and said, "I'll take you in and tell you the location of the well. I don't care about the rest. There are no people living in this village. If it can't be solved, I'd better wait for the city Lord to send troops."

"OK."

The old man took several people into the village.

The empty village is desolate. Scattered baskets of furniture and beams, wood and bricks in the collapsed ruins can be seen everywhere.

"That's the well. I can only take you here." The old man said, and his body began to tremble slightly.

There is a well in the direction indicated.

The well head made of stone bricks has accumulated weeds and silt.

Scattered pieces of wood and various utensils give people a feeling of dragging everything into the well.

It is also like being rolled to the wellhead after opening the gate to discharge water.

"Well, uncle, go back to the village. If we solve the problem, we will arrange someone to go to the village and tell you." Fang Hao said to the old man.

"Oh, oh, OK." The old man promised, turned and fled away.

Everyone looked at the position of the wellhead and waited for Fang Hao's order.

Obviously, this matter has nothing to do with them. To intervene in this matter is to make trouble for yourself.

It may also cost one's own life.

"What should I do?" Anja asked.

"No hurry."

Fang Hao opened his backpack and the skeleton grey sparrow flapped its wings and flew out.

"Watch me." Fang Hao boarded the cargo bar on the back of the giant lizard, lay down and showed his divine presence.

A soul fire was ignited in the pupil of the skeleton Finch and flew towards the wellhead.

I walked around the wellhead and found nothing but all kinds of silt and sundries.

Looking into the well, there is calm well water below, and there is no difference.

Fang Hao controlled the finch's wings and plunged directly into the well.

It's not dark when the sun shines in.

Halfway through the flight, the finch spread its wings and floated in the air.

On one side of the shaft wall, there is a huge crack.

Behind the crack is not earth or brick, but a dark black hole, another space.

In the broken brick joints, the same silt and weeds as the wellhead are left.

It seems that the monster in my uncle's mouth came out of this crack, or escaped into this crack.

Holding the feeling that I was not afraid of death, Fang Haoshun flew into the cave.

The sight gradually adapted to the darkness and gradually saw the scene in the cave.

This is a slender Stone Gallery.

The neatly cut stone wall is gray and dilapidated, and residual water marks can be seen.

Move on.

He entered the room. The wall is a luminous stone to brighten the space.

But Fang Hao's heart is more and more dignified.

This is a room made of human skulls. Fang Hao's exposure to the room is like entering the fear of the region and the cold of the whole body.

In the middle of the room, there was a stone desk with rotten paper scrolls and copper green lampstands. There were some objects that could not be seen for a long time.

Someone lived here.

Who would live in such a place? The room is still made of skeletons.

It's evil.

The soul fire in the pupil beats. Fang Hao presses down the shock in his heart and continues to look for the target monster this time.

You can still find mud marks on the stone slab under your feet.

All the way to a huge pottery pot near the stone table.

"Is it this pottery pot?" Fang Hao secretly guessed.

But it's not right.

If the jar is a monster, you should be able to see the name.

If the name is not displayed now, it means that it is not the goal it is looking for.

Is it in a pottery pot?

According to the old man's description, he can open his abdomen and swallow an adult.

How can you hide in a pottery pot.

Thinking in his heart, he flew to the pottery pot.

The grey finch stood on the stone table and looked down from above.

The tank was dark and seemed to have some liquid creeping slowly.

Fang Hao looked inside carefully and wanted to see what was inside.

Hoo!

A dark shadow gushed out of the irrigation mouth, like a big net, wrapped and swallowed the gray Finch, and retracted into the pottery pot again.

Outside the well, behind the lizard.

Fang Hao suddenly sat up, "I'm Cao! I'm scared to death."

The left hand covers the position of the heart and soothes the rapid heartbeat.