Chapter 74

Feng didn't feel that he had come to the well, but he didn't get close. He just lowered his body and tried to look at the front with a kind of slanted sight instead of looking inside the well.

He remembers the ballad "don't look at him, or he will be buried in the dry well". This is an obvious hint. If you look at the things under the well, you will immediately trigger the death flag He doesn't want to be dragged down suddenly by some force majeure, and his survival value will be zero in an instant.

"Who is that..." Feng unconsciously raised his voice and shouted, "how about I find a rope and throw it to you?"

After a few seconds, the sound at the bottom of the well went on again: "I One person Can't climb up... "

Feng didn't realize that when he heard this sentence, he felt a sense of instant relief. He asked tentatively, "well How about I carry you up? "

The underground voice simply replied, "OK..."

"I'm not familiar with this school. Do you know where there is rope nearby?" Feng asked directly He wanted to see how much cues for the task would be given.

But this time, the other side didn't answer, the voice just repeated: "save Save... I... "

So Feng said, "wait, I'll come back when I find the rope."

There was no dissent from the voice, which was still calling for help.

Feng didn't realize that he was a little curious. If he didn't go back, what would happen? But think about it carefully. Even if the guy at the bottom of the well didn't climb out to find his own account, he would come back sooner or later to do the task.

When he left the well, he trotted to the sports equipment room. When he passed there, he wanted to go in and search. At this time, he went back there with a pair of pliers, and smashed the padlock at the door. When he entered the door, he just turned over the box and turned over the cupboard.

In a short time, he found a thick rope that could be used in tug of war. After trying to be tough, I felt that there was no problem. Then I coiled the rope and stuffed it into my luggage bag. Then I went out and returned to the dry well.

When approaching the dry well, the cry for help at the bottom of the well came out again. When I didn't hear it, I walked quickly and found a big tree with the thickest trunk nearby. I tied the rope firmly on it and made a knot. Then he came to the well and threw the other end of the rope down. It is estimated that the well is only ten meters deep, probably only six or seven meters deep. The rope must be enough.

Now the most troublesome problem is the mobile phone. No matter going down or going up, you must use your hands. You can't take your cell phone in your mouth Besides, even if it's really in its mouth, it can't be picked up when it's half way up. In case of a flash, the mobile phone falls into the well, I will definitely be hunted to death

Looking at the time, it's seven minutes before the next call. I can't help but feel that there's no problem with this time. The estimate of calling for help at the bottom of the well is the boy who just appeared in the death clip. That little guy, the stronger one among his peers, can lift him up. He should be lighter after becoming a ghost.

Feng unconsciously made up his mind, so he didn't hesitate any more. After putting his mobile phone on the ground, he grabbed the rope, faced the tree, turned his back to the wellhead, sat on the edge of the well, and then explored his legs separately. Then, facing up, he stepped on the wall of the well and held the rope alternately, moving as fast as he could. From the beginning to the end, he never looked down, so he always turned his back to a ten something ghost thing.

"Look up at the sky The moon is smiling... " Feng unconsciously went deep into the dry well, kept his back down position, looked up from the well to the sky, and unconsciously hummed two sentences. Then he stopped immediately and said to himself, "depend on I sing this brainwashing melody without paying attention Fortunately, there is no one nearby. I feel embarrassed... "

When he got down to the bottom of the well, his feet seemed to be stepping on the soft soil. He stood against the wall of the well on one side and didn't look back. He left the other side with a figure: "where are you? I'll carry it..."

Before he finished speaking, two bloody arms stretched out from both sides of his head and surrounded him in front of his neck. At the same time, he felt "half a man" sticking on his back. I'm sure that even if the female players come down, they can carry the ghost, because the ghost is very light, or The limbs are not complete at all.

"Well..." He didn't feel like saying anything but stopping. He wanted to make a habit of saying something. He said it to his mouth, but he thought it was wrong In this situation, it may also lead to bad development to break some characteristics of the other party that are obviously different from those of human beings. "Why don't you climb up on your own?" and "how does the skin on your arm rot?" and "I don't think there's anything below your waist." and "is your abdomen going out into the water?" are all forbidden sentences.

At the end of countless ghost stories, countless protagonists will say to someone who looks like a human: I just ran into a ghost, how does it look Then they get the same response, "is it like this?"! Then he was killed.

Feng can't feel that he doesn't want to take such a risk. His neck is still under the control of the other party. If the ghost suddenly realizes that he is really a ghost after he reminds him, it must be a proper death flag, which can never be mentioned.

"Hold on, I'm going up." Feng unconsciously ignored all the strong hints brought by the smell and voice, as well as the two blood arms under his chin. He said hello and climbed up with the ghost on his back.

When I just went down the well, I didn't look down. It felt like walking backwards. When I went up, I was walking in the direction of looking. So he climbed up very fast. What he carries behind his back is really not heavy, and it is not a great burden.

It only took more than four minutes to go up and down the dry well. Feng didn't realize that he was standing outside the well, even out of breath. He still didn't dare to be careless. Instead of picking up his cell phone in a hurry, he took out the pipe tongs again and said to the thing attached to his back, "it's out, you can go home."

The voice sounded from behind the closed neck, like a cold wind passing through the back of the neck: "back Home... "

The next few seconds were breathtaking stillness.

"Thank you..." This is the ghost's last response.

Feng could not feel that at the same time when he heard this sentence, the cold chill around him suddenly disappeared, and the feeling of carrying something behind him also disappeared. At this time, he just heaved a long breath, and turned around.

In the silver moonlight, the appearance of the dry well has changed. The wellhead is not open, but sealed by a cement plate. The thick rope in Feng's hand, one end still tied to the tree, but the other end dropped into the well, is now stacked by the well.

Maybe Feng didn't even get down to the well. Maybe he went to It's somewhere else. And that's where he saved the boy.

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Like the newspaper clipping in the hand of Yu, the last paragraph reads:

ten years of Pingcheng, autumn.

A student's parents invited yin-yang teacher to practice. When he left, the yin-yang teacher claimed that he had cut off the spirit of resentment, but his own practice was still unable to make him become a Buddha.

The author asked again and again, the yin-yang teacher left, "do you want me to go to 'there' and recite him?" In other words, he left angrily.

Since then, the wellhead has been re sealed with cement, and there is no abnormal situation until now.

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