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"Why? Is it because of that thing just now? " Glass asked, puzzled.

I nodded.

The glass laughed and said, "What is this? A mouse scared you to this extent. It seems that you are even more daring than it is." Then the glass went on.

Mouse? I thought to myself, brat, you're too inexperienced. I can't tell the difference between the two, not to mention what it means to have it appear. But then I thought, this is just a rumor, as for whether or not it's reliable or not is one thing! It's a sunny day now, so there shouldn't be any problems. Besides, we're already here, so I'll just keep the glass out of the water.

Chicken Baoquan was actually a name given later. In most cases, people would call it a well pond, which was related to its structure.

In the well, there was a large, square pond, about sixty meters in length and width. It looked like an inverted pyramid. The only difference was that there was a flight of steps to the east, about three meters from the top of the river, while the north and south sides were very steep, which in our words was like falling knots. The east and west coasts were relatively unkempt, so both places were overgrown with water grasses. The four banks of the well were piled high with soil, about a meter high and wide, like a dam. There were lots of rocks and rocks mixed in the soil, and I didn't know what it was used for, but it could be assumed that it had been dug up and piled up here decades or even a hundred years ago. The top of the mound was also overgrown with grass, and among them, there were a lot of Purple Bean Vines. The scientific name of this plant, I do not know, even the name itself, is summed up in life. Its leaves are similar to the leaves of the grape tree, but much smaller, and the seeds are strung together, the size of soybeans, the color of the seeds changing from green to purple, and the vines covered with small prickles.

Once we were over the mound of earth on the east bank, the view became clear, the water clear and the water flat, with only occasional ripples. The breeze was cool and refreshing, but it gave off a fishy smell.

"The name of the well, it's really true. How deep is the water?" the glass asked.

"I don't know how deep it is exactly, but it should be no less than ten meters. I haven't done it in decades."

"The water is so clear that it doesn't look like stagnant water."

We went down the steps. The glass tried to test the water, but I stopped it. I don't know why I was so careful. Back in the day, when I was swimming here with a lot of people, I didn't feel even the slightest bit of fear.

Glass took out her cell phone and took a picture. I looked around. It's been five or six years, and there's not much change here. I can still remember when I was a kid fishing here.

I was lost in thought when I heard a plop beneath my feet, followed by a glass curse, "Fuck!"

I looked back and saw that the glass phone had fallen into the water and was drifting into the well.

Glass took off her shoes and went down to get her phone. Since the hot glass was just a pair of pants, he didn't have to worry about getting his clothes wet. The moment the glass was filled with water, an even bigger ripple would appear on the surface of the water. When the glass was filled with water, an even larger ripple would appear on the surface of the water.

"You're so useless, you can't even catch a cell phone." Just as I finished speaking, my heart skipped a beat. No, this is a trap. Because under normal circumstances, a cell phone can't even float in the water, and the thought of that suddenly made my forehead itch. I thought it was bad and shouted, "Glass, come on up!"

Glass was focused on fishing for her phone, how could she react in time? She was still walking into the water, chasing after the phone.

Then a gust of wind blew, and I shuddered, and looked up and down the well. In the middle of the well floated a figure, in black shorts, barefoot, bare-chested, very white, and then dipping into the water again. Then I noticed that from the middle of the well, a patch of black, like ink, was gushing toward the glass at a very rapid speed, and in the blink of an eye it was right in front of me. As soon as I saw that the situation was critical, I jumped into the water, grabbed the glass, and dragged him ashore. I looked back and saw that the water was clear and mirror-like, and not as black as it had been. At the same time, Glass's cell phone made a gurgling sound and sank into the water. At the same time, my forehead wasn't itching anymore. This is definitely not an illusion, I thought.

"What!" Glass glanced at me. "I got him right away."

"What the hell? Have you ever seen a mobile phone that can float on water? There's a problem here, let's go. " With the glass shoes in one hand and the glass in the other, I rolled over the mound. As soon as we turned around, we heard a sound coming from the well, like the wind, like someone crying.

There were a lot of gravel on this side of the floor, and the glass squeaked under the pressure of his bare feet, but he endured the pain and hopped after me for more than twenty meters. Finally, he couldn't jump anymore, he sat down on the ground, and panted for a while before realising, "Yes, why is my cell phone floating on the water, why didn't I think of it?"

Don't even mention Glass, even I almost couldn't react to it. However, when water ghosts used to catch substitutes, they would sometimes like to float things on the water, such as flower towels or something, specifically to tempt those who coveted cheapness. In addition, they would also drop their belongings into the water, and whenever someone else went to fish, the items would drift in. If they didn't go in to fish, the items would float towards the shore. I once heard my grandmother tell a similar story about someone selling tofu and coming home at noon and walking to the riverbank and dropping a weight into the water and floating on top of it. That person was very anxious, so he did not think too much and went to pick up the weight. After grabbing the weight, he realized how the weight could be floating on the water, but it was already two to three meters away from the shore, so it was too late to go back. This man is clever, he shouted. I'll go up and get undressed before I come down to get it. As he spoke, he headed for the shore, running as fast as he could. At that moment, he heard someone behind him curse, "You're a scumbag, you're a scam." In the past, he would only listen to stories because weights couldn't float on water. But today, he realized that some stories weren't groundless and were actually true.

At the foot of the Duoshan mountain, there is a large area of hawthorn forest. Now is the season for hawthorn to mature, the leaves on the trees have all fallen, leaving bare branches hanging from them. The whole forest is red. I looked at the hawthorn forest. There were several graves in it, covered with dead vines. Who knows how many years they had been buried here. I had wanted to take the glass to steal some hawthorn food, but when I saw the graves, I gave up on that idea.

Glass stood up and said, "Let's go back. I'm a bit tired."

This was a good enough place for me. Besides, it was already noon, so I was afraid that Jing Tong might really die. A dead float is a corpse floating on the water surface. I've heard people say before that a dead drift will appear in the well at noon. I don't know if it's true or not, but it's better to leave as soon as possible.

We walked to the inner circle and the outer circle of the west end of the Lu, met a small schoolmate, surnamed Yi, with a high surname. When he was in elementary school, he felt that he was just like his name. He was very tall and he ate very fat. But now, at most, I look as tall as myself, and much skinnier. I was a little surprised by the change, but what surprised me even more was that he had two children and I had not yet had a wife. He seemed to be doing better than me. He dropped out of junior high school before he even finished, went out to work for two years, joined the army later, retired and became a security guard for two more years. Finally, he returned home and built a new socialist countryside. In the beginning, he opened a breeding ground, but it was too late for the outbreak of the plague. Thousands of chickens were raised, and not a single chicken was left alive. In the end, he had no choice but to build a house for them at home. "Strangely, he had no house, no car, no savings, and he was able to find a wife.

No one in the dynasty has ever worried about housing. Does it really have to be so important now? He grew up in the countryside, so it was normal for him to have this suspicion. He lived in a house that he had built himself, rode a motorcycle at most, ate the food that he had grown up with, and was self-sufficient. Of course, he didn't think that there would be a group of people in the city who would worry about not having a place to stay.

We talked for a while, and he insisted on keeping us for lunch. In the end, it was hard to refuse, so Glass and I stayed there. At the dinner table, he and I talked about a lot of things from childhood, including who we liked at that time, and then we formed groups at night to harass each other, and there was a dispute between our class and another class, a group fight on the north side of Chicken Mountain.

In the end, somehow, we ended up talking about Huang Xuanlong, and it was only after chatting with Yiyi that I found out that Huang Xuanlong was a leader of a church from Henan province who founded the Black Yellow School. However, this was definitely a cult, and he himself also knew some evil arts, using these evil arts to deceive the people of this area, he had cheated quite a bit of money in the past two months. Finally, he said, "Well now, he's been taken to the police station. It's a way to get rid of the people."

It turned out that he didn't know that Huang Profound Dragon had already escaped. I asked him if Huang Xuanlong had been preaching at that farmhouse for the past two months, and what was the trade relationship between them.

Thinking about it, he said, "I can't explain the trade relationship, but they seem to be related. One saying is that the daughter of this family married Huang Xuanlong, and another saying is that the daughter married Huang Xuanlong's little brother. After Huang Xuanlong's little brother died in an accident, she followed Huang Xuanlong."

So it was because of this relationship. I was wondering how Huang Xuanlong could stay stuck here. Needless to say, this house had done quite a bit of publicity for Huang Xuanlong, including spreading rumors that Aunt Guihua's illness had been cured. However, there was one thing that they couldn't understand. That night, Huang Xuanlong had helped treat a patient, and from the looks of it, he had done some practical things as well. It could be said that he had done good deeds with morals, so many people respected him and were willing to believe in the Black Yellow School. Then why did he insist that he was the leader of a cult? Could it be that there was something more to it?

"But he did solve some problems for us. He cured us of our problems and solved our dreams." "No," I said.

Just as I finished speaking, I spitted out my tongue and said, "Of course I can take care of the monsters he made himself. He's a big liar."

When Glass and I heard this, we couldn't help but be shocked. Glass hurriedly asked, "The meaning behind your words is that this grandson will openly treat people's illnesses, secretly make them sick, openly help them drive out ghosts, and secretly release them? Using this kind of method to swindle money? "

He slapped the table and shouted, "Yes, that's what this grandson did. Come, come, come, brother, ah, what's your name? "(TL: OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG

Glass.

Glass glared at me and corrected me. "Call me Liu Sinian."

He slammed the table again and again and said, "Right, Glass Bro, let's go."

I asked, "One Thought, just now you said that Huang Xuanlong openly solved the problem, and secretly wondered if he would actually do something like using an evil technique. Who did you hear it from?"

He spread his hands, "Look, how could I possibly lie to you about this? Find out how many strange things have happened to this village since he came here. That includes our Teacher Wu, who is now neither human nor ghost, and is definitely related to him. "

"What?" Big Sister Rui Lan also believes in the Black Yellow School? "

One thought lowered his voice and said, "Yeah, at first it was a bit of an obsession, but then he seemed to sense something was wrong and he backed out. As soon as she left the house, strange things happened in the house, things like wraiths appeared every now and then, and she even saw her husband and son. Her husband and son are dead, you know. "

I said I did, and then.

"I didn't know who told her that. She went to Xi'an and asked for help. As for whether or not she managed to get help, that's hard to say. However, she is currently quite mysterious."

I was startled. Go to Xi'an and ask for help? Wasn't this what my mom did back then? My mom invited him from Xi'an, which was why she was able to subdue Cao Laowu in one move. No wonder she could predict that my mother could see things that happened tens of kilometers away.

"What happened to her leg?" the glass asked.

"Oh, look at her legs. I also find it strange. I've asked a lot of people, but no one knows what's going on. Come, Glass Bro, one of us should go. "

It seemed that he had drunk a little too much today. He could not even remember drinking with the glass. In addition, from the conversations just now, I vaguely sensed that One Thought was a good person. Otherwise, how could he know so many things and even ask so many questions? This was something similar to glass.

The glass eyes were red, and the drink was almost done. I looked at the time. I couldn't drink anymore, I thought. It was okay to think about it, because his house was here. But the size of the glass, it would probably be enough for me to carry it back.