Yi Niang finally slipped to the bottom of the rope and said: "Arui, I'm going to jump down, please hold me up." She kept looking down at the bottom of the well. I couldn't see her face clearly, but her voice was clear.

It was indeed a mother. I said: "Come down, I will support you."

Yi Niang let go of her hand. Although I was scared, I still gave her a hand in time. The moment I touched her body, I only felt one thing, that is, cold. Even though I was separated by a layer of clothes, my hands felt cold.

It was indescribably cold, as if I was holding a piece of ice.

At this time, my mother raised her head and began to look at the environment at the bottom of the well. I finally saw her face. It was indeed my mother's face, but her face was surprisingly pale. It was much darker than what I saw when I first entered the gate of the old house.

It was even whiter. My mother didn't look at me. She looked around, stared at my feet, and said, "Is this where you found that painting?"

Although the person in front of me looks exactly like my mother, I don’t know why I always feel a strange feeling in my heart, and it seems that since I saw the small dark room, my mother will no longer be afraid.

A thought: Could she be a ghost?

Now I have believed that there are such things as ghosts in this world, and even stayed with them for a while. Thinking of this, I suddenly felt sour in my heart, and couldn't help but think of Xiaorui again. Because of these experiences, even though

I had this idea in my heart, but I didn’t feel much fear towards my mother. People are like this sometimes. When I don’t face him, I’m scared to death just thinking about it. But when I really stand in front of him, I realize that in fact

Nothing is so scary. The real fear actually comes from the unknown and one's own heart.

So when I heard my mother's question, I just thought for a moment and nodded to her. Since everyone was holding flashlights, there was no need to worry about her not being able to see clearly.

The bottom of the well was not spacious to begin with, so my mother motioned for me to give way. I leaned against the well wall and watched my mother slowly walk to the place where I last found the ancient painting. I watched her slowly squat down, and then

I started to move away the stones I filled last time piece by piece with my hands. This was a strange picture: under the weak light of the flashlight, a woman wearing a red nightgown with long hair squatted at the bottom of the well.

Her long hair hung down to cover her face, but I knew that her face was extremely pale, and I leaned against the wall of the well, letting the coldness invade my back, and looked at this woman squatting on the ground without saying a word.

I moved stones one by one with my hands and dug out handfuls of yellow mud. I wanted to know what she was looking for here and what she could find here.

Yi Niang's movements were getting faster and faster, and suddenly she stopped, and then started to pull quickly. I knew she must have discovered something, so I didn't care so much, so I immediately squatted down and squeezed her.

Next to me, my mother had already dug out something buried in the soil. The first time I saw that thing, I immediately fainted. It was a photo frame, and the photos inside were of two people.

In the group photo, I recognize these two people, they are my parents.

I took a deep breath and took the photo frame from my mother's hand. My mother obviously recognized the person in the photo and looked at me with surprise. I looked at the old man in the photo. The photo was black and white.

, with the photo frame it looked more like a memorial photo. The clothes they were wearing were the ones they wore the day before I found out they were missing. I looked at the photo, and my body began to tremble uncontrollably.

After a while, I raised my head, stared at my mother, and asked, "How did you know there was this photo here?"

I believe I must look scary now, because my mother's face is full of fear, and her body starts to tremble. I raise my voice and ask again: "How did you know there are photos here?!" I don't

I believe that Yi Niang discovered the photos here by accident. Judging from her behavior at the beginning, she must know that there is something at the bottom of the well, but she also must not know what it is. What she has experienced these days

I have long developed the habit of thinking calmly when encountering problems, so now I know very well that if I want to find the two old people, I must know who told my mother that there is something hidden here, and then I can go and find it.

Understand why they do this.

My mother must have been frightened by my appearance, and she was stammering and speechless. I took a deep breath, tried to soften my tone and asked again. My mother gradually stopped shaking, but the expression on her face

The look of fear was getting heavier and heavier. She looked at me and asked cautiously: "Arui, did you hear someone talking to you in your dream?"

My heart suddenly tightened. Everyone dreams. Everyone hears other people talking in their dreams. But I know that what my mother asked was definitely not such a question. She must have heard a voice in her dream just like me.

.I grabbed her hand and asked: "What did you hear?"

Yiniang said: "He told me that I would meet you here, and then asked me to find something at the bottom of the well. After I found it, he asked me to take you to a place, so that you would believe me."

My heart gradually became cold. This person, no, this was definitely not a human being. His voice only appeared in my dreams and my mother's. Such a thing was designed to bring me here, and was designed to allow my mother to meet me.

I then buried the photos of my parents here. What is the purpose of it? Where are my parents now?

I woke up from my reverie and found my mother looking at me helplessly. I asked, "Where does it want you to take me?"

Yi Niang shook her head and said, "I don't know where that place is, I just know how to get there."

Without thinking, I lifted my mother up from the ground and said, "Let's go up to that place."

Climbing up from the bottom of the well, my mother and I walked back. We asked her many questions along the way. For example, the reason why the phone number was empty was because she had changed her number a long time ago. As for why she came here,

When she arrived at the old house, she couldn't explain clearly. She only said that she stood here as soon as she woke up. She couldn't explain what happened along the way. This situation is a bit like sleepwalking, but I don't believe it is the reason.

After thinking about it, it only related to the voice that appeared in the dream. As for why she didn't answer me when I called her at the bottom of the well, she just shook her head and said she didn't hear it at the time. Regarding all of this, I always felt that something was wrong.

, but I couldn’t tell where it was, so I had to hide all the questions in my heart.

When we arrived at the small town, we first bought some clothes for the two of us, and then found a hotel to stay in. After all, no one knew what would happen in the place where my mother took me, so we had to maintain enough strength. Because

I didn't have a good rest the day before yesterday, so I fell asleep quickly. In a daze, I stood at the door of the old house again, pushing open the doors again and again, just when I opened the last door

, I woke up suddenly, and this time I finally heard clearly what the person in the dream said to me.

I knew what he was talking about, but I didn’t understand what he meant. Looking at the time, it was almost time to have dinner. I got dressed and went to find my mother next door, planning to let her go out to eat something with me.

After a long time, no one came to open the door. When I called her, I remembered the sound of the phone in the room, but no one answered. My heart sank. I didn’t have time to ask the boss to open the door, so I pressed my shoulder on the door. It’s like this in a small town.

Small hotels all have very old-fashioned doors, and I pushed them open easily. I called out a few times, but no one paid attention to me. At this time, the boss downstairs heard my banging on the door and came up to see why.

, saw me knocking open the door, with a face full of displeasure, and said, "I just went out to buy something. As for breaking the door? I will compensate you according to the price, 0 yuan!"

Knowing that my mother was not missing, I felt relieved and threw 0 yuan directly to the boss. I originally wanted to wait in my room, but my mother’s door was broken, and I was afraid that someone would come in and steal something, so

I sat in her room and waited quietly. Her mobile phone was placed on the table and flashed from time to time. I knew it was because I had just made a call.

Looking at Yi Niang's mobile phone, a strange idea suddenly came to my mind. I wanted to see if there were any secrets in her mobile phone. This idea came out of nowhere, but it got out of control and could no longer be suppressed. I looked at it.

Outside the door, Yi Niang hadn't come back yet, so she grabbed her phone and started browsing quickly.

I quickly clicked on each folder, which contained the most ordinary things. There were no special phone numbers or special text messages. My fingers continued to click down. At this moment, my body suddenly stiffened.

, I saw a txt file. The name of the file was very familiar to me. It had the words "Old House" written on it.

Yi Niang has read the novel written by that person named Fool Mao!

This is something with unpredictable consequences for me. I don’t know what Yi Niang will do to me after knowing the truth of the matter. After thinking about it, I clicked on the file and flipped through it quickly. Chapter 50

Chapter three, chapter fifty-four, chapter fifty-five.

There are words at the end of Chapter 55! I was about to read it carefully when I heard footsteps at the door and my mother was back. I turned off my phone with infinite annoyance and put it on the table. As soon as I put it down, my mother walked to the door.

, I sat in her room with the door open, looking surprised. I hurriedly explained the reason to her, and she said "oh" without saying anything more. She raised her hand and said, "I'll give it to you."

The shop outside has made a pot of chicken soup, drink it."

She was holding a thermos flask in her hand, just like when I first saw her at the door of her old house. The thermos flask was shaking gently in her hand, and it contained what she called chicken soup.

The aroma of chicken soup wafted in the room, but my whole body began to stiffen. I thought of the words at the end of Chapter 23 on my phone, the thermos I saw on the old homestead that day, and how I finally fell asleep.

Hear that sentence clearly.
Chapter completed!