Peerless Little Mommy: The ghost baby is cute

Chapter 294 Sand in the Well

"Strange! Where did so much sand come from? I was there when the well was dug, and all that was dug out was black soil. I haven't seen any sand before!"

The old man curiously reached out to touch the sand piled up from the well, and he withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted, "It's so cold."

This sand is the same as ordinary silt, which belongs to yellow fine particles.

But the sand must have been in this gloomy well for a long time, or it has been in the bottomless ghost cave for too long, so the evil spirit attached to it is quite heavy.

Under the waning sun, one can still see clusters of black ghostly air emerging from the sand grains.

As long as a person is a little closer to the sand and gravel at the wellhead, he can feel the temperature drop suddenly, just like standing next to a giant block of ice.

After I have experienced so many strange events, I will definitely not touch some unknown things with my bare hands without thinking like the old man.

If you are entangled by the ghost energy on the gravel, the consequences will be very troublesome.

I randomly picked a leaf nearby and threw it on the gravel in the well.

The leaves were slowly stained with a layer of black air, from verdant green to withered yellow like fallen leaves, and finally to curly gray.

"I feel that the sand is not from the well. Isn't the well connected to the ghost cave? I think it is very likely that the sand flowed out of the ghost cave at this time, and the purpose is to seal the well." I looked at the sand. On the top, the fallen leaf I dropped, its size has shrunk by half of what it was just now, and it is so dark that it no longer looks like a leaf.

It seems that time has been clocked on this fallen leaf, making it quickly go through the process of yellowing, drying, blackening, and decomposition.

If a person is in contact with these sands for a long time, will he become old as quickly as this gravel?
Ideas belong to ideas, anyway, I will never try this kind of attempt.It is only vaguely able to judge that this kind of sand may be related to the concept of "time", which can make the time of things that touch it pass quickly.

And this kind of gravel is suddenly blocked here, and it is untouchable, which is really worrying.

"Miss Su Zi, according to my old experience, although the ghost cave is very strange, it is still impossible for a well to be completely blocked by sand and gravel. Throw a stone down to see if it is solid." The old man looked at the sand at the mouth of the well with deep eyes, and suggested in a low voice.

In fact, I have long wanted to test whether the sand is solid or hollow, but my mind is too confused to think of such an experiment method.

Hearing what the old man said, he moved a huge stone mill from under a tree in the distance.

When the stone mill was thrown down, it didn't stay on the sand too much, and it fell quite quickly.Hearing the sound of "plop", the millstone actually passed through the overflowing sand and fell into the well water.

The sound of the millstone falling into the water was really wonderful, and I finally let go of the fear that the sand might block the entire well.

I can't help but admire the old man in my heart, this ginger is still old and spicy.

These weird and cold sand grains did not block the entire well, but simply floated at the mouth of the well, forming such a blindfold.

And this blindfold should not be aimed at us, but at Xingxuan below.

Because the old man and I stayed by the well and did not go down, neither disturbed nor threatened the ghost cave in the well.Whether there is sand and gravel accumulated at the wellhead is completely irrelevant to us.

"This thing is blocking the mouth of the well, and it should affect Xingxuan's coming up. I want to borrow some tools from someone nearby to see if I can shovel away all the sand." Although I don't know if I want to shovel away the sand. Right, can you help Xingxuan down there.But no matter what, I still want to give it a try. I hope Xingxuan can come back safely.

The old man nodded, and went to a nearby house with me, and took a shovel for digging sand and a few empty wooden barrels.

We have been busy pouring sand into the barrels one by one this morning, and by the time the three barrels are full, we have cleaned up the floating sand at the mouth of the well.

At this time, it was already ten minutes at noon, and the sun was shining in the sky.

Although the temperature is not very high, but facing the sun, we still have tiny beads of sweat on our bodies.

As the old man got older, he was even more tired and panted heavily.

After resting for a while, he prepared a bowl of pandragon grass antidote for me with the bamboo water bottle he carried with him.The water in the kettle has been purified by Xingxuan, and it is no longer polluted by the water of the Yin River, so it can be drunk by living people.

I raised my head and finished drinking, and there was still a sweet taste in my mouth, but when I thought of its raw materials, the feeling of numbness and nausea in my heart was absolutely unflattering.

Fortunately, tomorrow is the last time to drink it.

"This old man is afraid of pain, so I don't want to cut my hand again tomorrow, and I will prepare tomorrow's medicine today." The old man dripped his own blood into a bamboo pot, burned a talisman, and threw a piece of Beaulieu Grass.

Finally, the kettle was handed to me. I took the kettle and nodded, saying "thank you".I also wanted to sit and rest for a while, sheltering from the sun in the shade of the yew trees.

But it happened that around twelve o'clock in the noon, the water in this deep well changed again.

Following the sound of water bubbling a few times, a coffin that was soaked in the well water and was somewhat rotten, but still intact, floated upright in the well.

The coffin was blocked upright at the mouth of the well, basking in the midday sun, braving a cool ghostly atmosphere.

This is really a hell of a day, and the coffin of the dead is not afraid of the midday sun.

The old man and I looked at each other, and there was a deep meaning in the eyes of both of us.This well seemed to be deliberately against Xingxuan who went down to the ghost cave, and things kept coming out to block the mouth of the well.

I figured it out, if the thing blocking the mouth of the well wasn't cleaned up, it might not be so easy for Xingxuan to come out.

"Miss Su Zi, this old man thinks that this coffin must be taken out, otherwise it will affect the adults below..." The old man stared at the coffin whose lipstick was almost peeled off, and said in a deep and dignified tone.

"The ghost aura on the coffin is very heavy. Direct contact may cause death to the living. If you don't have gloves or something, you may not be able to lift it up." Looking at the coffin, I knew in my heart that it was in western Hunan. It is extremely difficult for modern rubber gloves to appear in the villages.

However, if you touch the coffin directly with your hands, you will inevitably get burned.

I met a coffin containing ghosts on the rails before, and the ghostly aura on the coffin directly killed all the passengers who approached it. Some evil coffins just can't be touched directly.

"I have a pair of pangolin waterproof gloves here, but I only have one pair. I'm afraid I won't be able to help you too much, or the old man will call for help from the village?" The old man took off a pair of leather gloves from his waist and asked me if I wanted to return The village called for someone to carry the coffin.

I shook my head, took the leather gloves from his hand and put them on. The size is a bit big, but as long as it works, "Let me try it first, if I can get it up by myself, I will get it up by myself. After all, the village is still a little far away... ..."

With the improvement of the cultivation in the body, it is not too difficult to move the coffin. After dismantling the blue bricks at the mouth of the well, you can lift the coffin up with your palms just by bending over.

But the coffins seemed to be innumerable, constantly emerging from the well water.

When more than 20 wet coffins were taken out and stacked beside the well, the coffins finally stopped coming out of the well, and plasma began to come out continuously.

The plasma didn't seem to be very harmful, it just kept rolling in the well.

It was getting late, and I was so tired that I slumped on the ground and had no time to pay attention to the surging blood, so I sat slumped by the well.Sweat was pouring down on his forehead, as if he had just been fished out of this well.

Seeing me busy, the old man couldn't help but feel a little guilty, "I'm really hurting you and my lord, running all the way here to suffer..."

"Everything I do is trivial, simple, whether it is life-threatening or not. Xingxuan is the one who takes the huge risk. Below is a bottomless ghost hole that even immortals dare not go..." I didn't want to blame the old man It just means that I am very worried about him in my heart, and I can't help but feel emotional.

I don't know when he will come out of the well...

At this time, under the darkened sky.

In the darkness, a few people from the neighboring village suddenly ran over.

Their clothes are very characteristic of the clan, and the bright colors can make people's eyes shine even in this dark sky.

"Elder, elder, the walking corpses in the village have started to bite people, can you go back and take a look?" "Yes, yes, the people in the village are already dead, you should go back and have a look."...

These people begged the old man to go back, and the old man looked at me with a troubled face, and then looked at the bamboo water bottle tied to my belt with a hemp rope, "Miss Su Zi, I have given you the antidote for tomorrow. The old man wants to go back to the village to see what happened."

"Go, go..." I was actually very grateful to the old man for helping me so much. If something happened to him in the village, I would never force him to stay, and said softly, "The things in the village are important."

The old man had just taken two steps, and I always felt that the aura of those village people in the dark was a bit weird. Why...why is there such a ghostly aura?
"Wait until I send you back, you are alone without a protective shield." My heart sank, and I immediately chased after him.

But he was probably too worried about the situation in the village, so he didn't pay attention to what I said, and waved his hand back, "It's okay, it's just this way..."

Suddenly, I saw the old man who left my body, his body began to disappear quickly from the hands...

The ghost hole is devouring people again!
The ghost hole devouring happened in bursts. How could it be such a coincidence that when the old man was about to go back, it just happened to be the time when the ghost hole started to devour the surrounding living people?

The eyes of the few people who came to report the news actually had a strange and excited light shining in their eyes.

They are all right!

(End of this chapter)