The soft sound seemed to come from walking on the ground with soft-soled shoes. He was walking very slowly. You could tell that it was a person walking. The pores all over my body stood up. I looked at Erliang and stared at him.

Under the pale light, I saw panic begin to show in Erliang's eyes.

The footsteps gradually came to our door. We were so nervous that we couldn't say a word, but the footsteps did not continue. Instead, we turned around and walked back. The rustling sound gradually went away, and then gradually

Approaching, it feels like a person hiding in the dark night.

"Who is it?" Erliang shouted bravely, and the footsteps outside suddenly disappeared. Erliang and I bravely got out of the sleeping bag and turned on the flashlight. There was no one outside, and the door was locked.

, it is impossible for anyone to come in.

Erliang and I looked at each other, not knowing what to say. At this moment, there was a sudden "squeaking" sound coming from above the house, as if something fell on the beam and swayed back and forth. Our faces immediately turned pale.

, and at the same time, I thought of the elder in my family who was hanged, and they unanimously raised the flashlight upwards and shined it on the place where the sound came from.

The place where the flashlight shined was just a dark beam, and there was no hanging corpse as we imagined. But the "squeaking" sound also disappeared with the flashlight. Erliang and I, look at me and I look at you.

, a chill arose from the bottom of my heart.

I said cautiously: "How about we go out and find a fellow villager to borrow a place to stay?"

Erliang hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll accompany you to stay overnight. I'll stay here."

I was shocked: "Why?"

Erliang smiled at me. I thought this smile was strangely heroic. He said, "For my ideal."

"Fuck your bullshit ideals!" I couldn't help but curse: "If you really have something to do, why are you talking about ideals? What a man wants is not to die for his ideals, but to live humbly for his ideals."

Erliang pointed at the old house: "My ideal is here."

I thought Erliang was really unreasonably stubborn, but in the end I didn’t go out for the night, but chose to stay with him. Originally, Erliang said that since I had decided to stay here, I couldn’t sleep anyway, so I might as well walk around.

, but I resolutely rejected it, so we turned on all the lighting equipment and sat cross-legged on the floor chatting.

I asked: "Erliang, can you tell me what your ideal is?" I was really curious about what ideals could be related to Laozhai. After what happened just now, maybe it was a good idea to ask him.

when.

Erliang was silent for a long time and said: "If one day... I will tell you." He didn't say what one day would be like, but I vaguely heard some bad omen. I know Erliang's temper.

If he refused to say anything, it would be useless no matter how hard he tried. I didn't ask any more questions and just patted his hand gently.

Erliang smiled, patted my hand and said, "Actually, I don't know whether this should be considered an ideal, a dream or a fantasy."

I didn't speak again, and we all deliberately avoided the topic, because I was afraid of hearing any bad omens from Erliang's words again, so I changed the topic, took out the photo from my pocket, and said:

"Someone said they wanted to introduce it to me. Take a look. Is it beautiful? Let's agree first that you are not allowed to snatch it."

Erliang took the photo and "tsk-tsk"ed a few times and said: "You kid, the peach tree has finally bloomed. Don't worry, I won't rob you. I am the owner of Peach Blossom Island. How can I rob you? I am too busy."

"

While the two of them were chatting with their own thoughts, the sky finally turned white, and a glimmer of light began to leak from the patio. In my eyes, this light was cuter than any beautiful woman. Erliang patted his butt and said, "Let's go."

, look what’s in this old house.”

In addition to weeds and some scattered broken bricks, the old house was probably left behind during the last renovation. As for the wooden beams and siding that were hundreds of years old, they were well preserved.

I don’t know what method the ancients used to deal with it. The same is true for my old house that has been demolished. My father said that it has not been seriously repaired in hundreds of years, but it has always been very strong and reliable.

Turn from the front door to the front hall, walk through the patio and enter the middle hall. I walk from room to room without seeing anything special. I go all the way to the backyard. In the old house, the backyard is full of vegetables and fruit trees. My father

I often lament, how can Baicao Garden compare with our backyard? What a pity

This has all passed. The backyard in front of me is full of wild grass. Although it should have been pruned last time, it has become waist-high now, but my eyes did not pay attention to these wild grass and dead trees.

, what I am looking at is the small dark room, which looks like an upright coffin.

Although Erliang also visited my old house when he was a child, he was not born and raised here as I was, so he is not very familiar with the structural layout of the old house. Of course, he does not know that the biggest difference between this old house and the old house is this.

A small dark room.

I stroked the outer wall of the black house. There were some patterns carved on the blue bricks that I couldn't understand. The wall had peeled off a little, as if to tell us the vicissitudes it had gone through. I walked around the black house. There were patterns on the sides.

It was a small door, and the lock was rusty. I guessed it couldn't be opened, so I lowered my head and found a big stone from the ground, and smashed it down hard.

The lock fell with a clang. Erliang was looking for something in the grass with his head lowered. He was startled by my sudden voice. When he saw that I opened the door of the dark room, he hurriedly ran over.

After running a few steps, he suddenly shouted. I was also startled by him. I shouted a few times in a hurry. Erliang's voice came from the grass: "It's okay. There is a dry well here. I was in a hurry. Come on."

The grass grew too high and blocked the view, so I almost fell. It's okay, I just twisted my foot." As he said this, he limped out.

There was nothing in the dark room, and there were no windows. I replaced the flashlight with batteries and looked around. Apart from the same patterns that I couldn't understand carved on the inner walls of the room, there was nothing else.

I shined the flashlight on the ground, and Erliang, who was rubbing his ankles, suddenly said "Hey" and said, "There is something weird here."

The ground in the dark room was much higher than outside and was covered with blue bricks. Through the bright light, it was obvious that there was a place on the ground that was different in color from the surrounding areas. Erliang pointed there and said: "This place

It must have been turned over, although it didn't happen in a short period of time, but it was definitely not laid out originally."

I believed Erliang's professional vision, so I handed the flashlight to him, squatted down and used the small tools I carried with me to pry open the green bricks one by one, exposing the soil below. Erliang brushed off the soil on the surface with his hands, revealing

It's a wooden board.

I picked up the bricks faster, and Erliang rubbed his feet and said, "Your family is really weird. There are so many wells dug in two places, and you don't know what they are used for?"

My body suddenly stiffened, and Erliang also noticed something was wrong with me and asked, "What's wrong?"

I slowly turned around and said: "There is no small dark room in the backyard of my old house, but...but there is a dry well in this location."

I don’t know if it was my words that brought a deep chill or my slowly turning around that frightened Erliang. He actually didn’t say a word and just stared at me until I felt like I was going crazy.

Said: "Let's...dig down and take a look."

We don’t need to spend a lot of effort to dig down, pry open the blue bricks that have obviously been re-paved, and brush away the not-thick layer of soil underneath. What is exposed is a wooden board, which is similar in color to the siding of the old house, and has

With a layer of dark brown color, it goes without saying that it has had enough age.

I patted the board with my hand, and it was empty underneath. I looked up at Erliang, and he nodded. I fumbled around for a while, and found the edge of the board. Together, they pushed the board open.

A chill came with an unpleasant smell, and a wellhead appeared in front of us.

Because the sun couldn't shine inside, and the flashlight couldn't see that far, we didn't know what was at the bottom of the well. The dark and deep wellhead in front of us seemed like a huge and mysterious eye, tempting us into the well. Erliang took it

I picked up a green brick and threw it in. It was a dry well. The sound should be about 10 meters away.

Erliang struggled and said, "I'm going down."

I glanced at him: "You still want to move with your feet like this? Let me do it."

Erliang insisted not to let me go down, saying: "I have been professionally trained. I have seen a lot of some things. You and I are different. If something happens, I'm afraid I will scare you."

I understand what he means. He may be worried that there is a corpse at the bottom of the well, which may scare people like me out of their minds. But now there is no other choice. We are not willing to stay here for several days.

I can’t wait until Erliang’s feet are healed before exploring the secrets at the bottom of the well, not to mention

, there is one thing I did not say to Erliang: "Since someone wants me to come back to see him, then I have to go down no matter what. This is like my fate, there is no escape. There is not only one old house,

In addition to the ones that have been demolished, there is also a real old house here."

Erliang couldn't resist me, so he had to take out the rope he had prepared and tied it around my waist, and tied the other end around his own waist. He handed both flashlights to me and said, "Be careful."

I nodded and slowly climbed down along the mouth of the well. Because it had dried up long ago, the wall of the well that my hands touched did not feel wet and smooth, which also made it easier for me to go down.

Quite often, Erliang called me every few seconds from above. I knew he was worried that something would happen to me, so I answered him loudly: "I'm fine, I'm fine."

I finally got to the bottom. There was no mud under my feet, only some weeds. Maybe it was because there was no sunlight, so the grass below was not lush and high. I looked around with a flashlight. I found that the bottom of the well was very large, about one meter in diameter.

To the left and right, there were some gravels among the weeds. Thank God, I didn't see any bodies inside.

I raised my head and shouted loudly: "I'm here. There's nothing. Don't worry. I'll take a look." Erliang responded from above: "Be careful. If there's nothing, come up early."

I answered: "I know." Looking up from the bottom of the well, maybe it was the rare ray of light coming in from the small door, which allowed me to vaguely see the mouth of the well from the bottom of the well. In an instant, I felt like

Illusion, from my perspective, it seems that the outside world is the bottom of the well, I am at the top of the well, and Erliang is at the bottom of the well.

After being dazed for a while, I quickly gathered my mind and started to explore the bottom of the well, but there was nothing but a small pile of gravel. I squatted down and pushed aside the pile of gravel with my hands, and a larger stone was exposed underneath.

It had sunk below the ground, and the gaps were carefully filled with fine gravel. I thought about it and realized that this should be used to block the underground water springs, because after the old house was demolished, my father wanted to do it in the new home.

When we dug a well, the relevant departments did not agree, so we had to block the spring. This was the method used at that time.

I continued to push away the gravel, and suddenly my hand touched a piece of paper. I quickly pointed the flashlight at that place, and sure enough, something was revealed in the gravel, which seemed to be a rolled up paper. I

He carefully removed the gravel on the edge of the piece of paper, gradually revealing its entirety, which looked like a scroll.

I bit the flashlight in my mouth and carefully opened the scroll. The moment I saw the scroll clearly, I opened my mouth and the flashlight fell down and fell on a big rock. The bottom of the well suddenly became dark, but I didn't

I thought about turning on another flashlight, but I just felt that this well was like a man-eating demon, swallowing me up instantly. My heart gradually sank, sinking deeper and deeper, as if I had sunk to the bottom of the well and could no longer float.

stand up.

What I saw was a woman in ancient costume. Under the light of the flashlight, she was smiling at me. I saw blood-red teeth between her lips, but none of this scared me. I closed my eyes.
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