guile fairy

Chapter 75 Scarecrow

With what Aman said was unlucky, Fu Zhaozhao took Gong Ya to the well behind the village overnight.

The night was dark, and the people in the village had closed their doors early and did not dare to come out because of the recent mischief caused by A Hong Gong.

This also brings convenience to Fu Zhaozhao and the others.

When they came to the well, they found that the surrounding area was desolate, and it looked like it had been abandoned for a long time.

The wellhead was blocked by a large wooden board, as if to prevent people from falling.

Gong Ya tried to push the log, but his face turned red and he could barely move it.

"No, this is too heavy, and it doesn't look like ordinary wood." Gong Ya shook his head repeatedly.

Fu Zhaozhao patted him and said, "Go ahead and let me try."

Gong Ya was about to say that the log was extremely heavy and she couldn't push it away.

As a result, he watched helplessly as the log was pushed away.

The heavy wood rubbed against the stone surface, making a dull sound, accompanied by an imperceptible sound of fingernails scratching.

After pushing to a certain width, Fu Zhaozhao stopped.

Gong Ya peered down the well, originally thinking that it would be a dry well if no one had used it for a long time, but he never thought that as soon as he looked over, he heard the sound of water drops falling to the surface.

"This is a living well." Gong Ya said unexpectedly.

Fu Zhaozhao asked him to move a position for him and looked down together.

I saw a deep darkness in the depths of the well. I couldn't see how deep it was. I just felt that there was a chill coming from inside, which was much colder than an ordinary well.

And in this well, there seemed to be sounds that seemed to be there.

Fu Zhaozhao frowned, "Did you hear that?"

Gong Ya: "What did you hear?"

Fu Zhaozhao: "The sound of fingernails scraping the stone wall." As she said this, she also demonstrated how to gently scrape the well mouth with her fingernails a few times.

Gong Ya suddenly felt the hairs on his body stand up.

Then I listened carefully, and after a while I seemed to hear something.

He hesitated slightly and said: "It seems... there seems to be a woman crying."

After hearing what he said, Fu Zhaozhao also listened carefully for a while, "It seems there is, and... the sound seems to be getting louder and louder."

While the two of them were listening carefully, something in the water under the well surface slowly climbed up along the slimy wall.

"Why do I feel that this crying sound is not right?" Gong Ya muttered.

Fu Zhaozhao paused, his gaze fell on the well, and he looked at the white creature below. The woman's cry they just mentioned clearly came from the other party.

Seeing that they had discovered him, the white-haired monster let out a piercing cry, and then used his hands and feet to move upward with all his strength.

Gong Ya, who was standing by, was stunned and cursed: "Fuck!" Then he hurriedly pushed the log back to prevent the white-haired monster from crawling out.

Seeing this, the white-haired monster climbed faster. In the blink of an eye, it was almost at the edge of the well. It only needed to poke its head out to leave the well.

Fortunately, Fu Zhaozhao pushed the log back first, and just in case, she found a stone to hold it down.

The white-haired monster that finally climbed up scratched the log angrily and screamed like a woman.

The movement lasted for a while before it stopped. Gong Ya said with lingering fear: "This white hair crawled too fast. If we hadn't moved quickly, we might have let it escape." Fu Zhaozhao hummed indifferently, But his eyes still fell on the log manhole cover, not knowing what he was thinking.

Early the next morning, the village bell rang rapidly.

People in the village hurriedly ran in the direction of the bell. Gong Ya grabbed one of the aboriginals very familiarly and wanted to ask what happened.

Unexpectedly, the person caught was Aman, who brought them here yesterday.

The other party looked at them blankly, obviously not understanding why he caught him.

Gong Ya showed his iconic eight teeth and said with a kind smile: "Brother Aman, can I ask what's going on with the bell? Why are everyone running there?"

Aman then remembered that he hadn't had time to tell them about this, so he kept the story short: "Someone in the village touched Mr. Ahong."

"A Hong Gong? Didn't you say you can't touch it?" Gong Ya was puzzled.

Aman nodded, "Yes, but someone touched me."

So the problem is serious.

As the ringing of the bell gradually stopped, Aman took them to the open space in the village.

I saw a very large ancient bell standing in the open space, which seemed a little out of place in the open space.

When Fu Zhaozhao came over, he noticed the lines on the ancient bell, which depicted a dragon-like creature with a mouth and no tail.

As the bells gradually stopped ringing, people in the village came to the open space, everyone was whispering, as if they were discussing something.

But after seeing Fu Zhaozhao and the others appeared, he immediately shut up and looked at them with a particularly strange look.

The patriarch slowly came to the crowd with a cane. After coughing several times due to poor health, he looked at everyone in the village with sharp eyes.

"Someone told me this morning that in the middle of the night last night, someone came into the field and touched Mr. Ahong."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions became serious.

The patriarch coughed several more times, and then continued: "I didn't believe it at first, but Ahong Gong in the field has disappeared. I don't need to say this, everyone knows what happened."

Fu Zhaozhao suddenly asked Aman next to him, "How are you sure that someone has touched Ahong Gong?"

Aman on the side quickly tugged at the corner of her clothes and lowered his voice: "Keep your voice down. It's my fault that I didn't have time to tell you. A Hong Gong is different from ordinary scarecrows. As long as someone touches A Hong Gong, A Honggong will definitely leave here the next day."

Gong Ya asked: "Where will it go?"

Aman shook his head: "I don't know about this, but every time A Hong Gong disappears, we have to have someone here to contribute as another incarnation of A Hong Gong."

Before they could digest what the other party said, the leading clan leader spoke again.

"According to past practice, once someone touches Duke Ahong, someone needs to take his place and become the incarnation of Duke Ahong." The patriarch said, and nodded to the people following him.

The other party immediately brought the things up knowingly.

Patriarch: "I hope that the person who touched Ahong Gong last night will take the initiative to come forward without harming everyone; or if someone can tell the person who touched Ahong Gong last night, then everyone will not have to draw lots."

Everyone looked at each other, with a hint of defense and inquiry in their eyes.

Gong Ya still didn't understand, "Didn't you say you can't touch Mr. A Hong? How could someone touch him on purpose?"

Speaking of this, there was a strange light in Aman's eyes, and he said: "You don't know that in addition to blessing the village with good weather, Ahong Gong can also make wishes come true."

(End of this chapter)