There’s an Evil Spirit Here

After Founder went down to the bottom of the well, he found that there was no imaginary stagnant water.

The dampness and coldness he felt earlier was very heavy because the heat conduction in the underground soil was slow, and the deeper the heat conduction, the slower the heat conduction.

Instead, the water vapor is heavier.

"Not right!"

Fang Zheng found that the coldness under the well was compelling and the temperature difference with the outside world was too big, so that if he felt a bit cold, if he changed into an ordinary person and strayed under the well, he was afraid he would get cold and get sick.

It seems that what was buried under this well was indeed something shady.

However, when Fang Zheng was using his mobile phone flashlight, he searched around the bottom of a small well and found that there was no coffin or the remains of the dead as he imagined.

The front face is solid.

Speaking of a long time, the coffin has already rotted, but at least some wreckage can be left, so that the whole will not disappear completely.

If it is said that there is no coffin itself, at least there will be bones after death?

Even if there is no bones, should we leave a few pieces of fabric?

There can be nothing.

This is a trumpet urn.

It is a place of gathering.

The feudal superstitions of the ancients generally buried only the grievous and unbearable dead, but at the moment, no coffin was found.

Not only that, Founder found that not only had no dead people been buried under the well, but even the bodies of fake foreigners buried alive under the well decades ago.

This is a bit unbelievable.

Founder searched carefully again, and the result really made him discover something new.

"Well, this is ..."

"Isn't it a person buried here, but something in this wooden box?"

Founder found that there was a little wet dark mud under his feet, and a wooden box with the same dark color was buried. Because the two were similar in color, he was ignored by him, and he did not find it for the first time.

The wooden box was obviously decayed, and it was almost decayed. No wonder he ignored it at first sight.

Founder held Bai Huang's dazzling mobile phone flashlight in one hand, while the other hand used a ghost-headed knife to carefully pull open the mud around the wooden box.

The size of the wooden box is about 50 cm * 50 cm square.

The cover is gone.

There seemed to be something in the wooden box, because there was a shallow indentation for a long time.

Wow.

Fang Zheng inserted the ghost head knife into the dirt at his feet, stretched out his palms and drew in the indentation pen in the wooden box. It seems ... Is this a mask?

Because of the hollow in the middle, there is only a circle of indentation on the edge, and how does the size, length, arc profile of this circle of indentation look like a human face?

The face of a person is hollow in the middle. The obvious answer is a mask.

And looking at the deep indentation, it seems that the material of this mask ... does not belong to the light and light, is it made of iron?

made from metal?

After checking the wreckage of the wooden box, Founder got up and pondered.

"The trumpet urn is both a place of congregation and a place of confinement. It can suppress grievances, grief, and irritability ... The trumpet urn may not only be used to bury people, but it may also be used to ban more terrible people thing?"

"For example, to ban a horrible mask that the ancients regarded as a devil? Let the things down the shaft not go out to be blamed?"

Founder recalled that he had seen a detail in the memory of the wooden house in the forest.

A few decades ago, when they dug out the burial of the well in Pingsi, Li Fugui said it was a dry well, which means that no coffin was found under the well at that time, and no people were buried under the well.

Then it may be because the wooden box was buried well, so the wooden box was not found in the beginning.

Until ... the fake foreigner photographer accidentally entered the bottom of the well and dug out the wooden box ... maybe, deliberately entered the bottom of the well to find something, and finally dug out the wooden box ... The history of that year, as things disappeared, it has been said Not sure, but what is certain is that in the end the fake foreigner opened the wooden box and got the strange mask that the ancients regarded as a devil.

Fangzheng pulled up the ghost head knife, and Jiuyang was really shocked. The dirt on the surface of the ghost head knife was turned into flakes.

It was also the setting up of the marriage marriage in Menqian Village, who wanted to kill the Pipi Gao family. It was also that this well was buried just a few decades ago and was just dug up. It is impossible for such a coincidence. All the signs point to that The famous painting Pi Gao family has been chasing after the latter.

The reason why this man appeared in Menqian Village may not be accidental, but to find what was buried in this well.

Founder's eyes are cold.

He doesn't care about what corpses were buried under this well, or what's with a strange historical mask.

None of this has anything to do with him.

He only wanted to find the latter who was engaged in things. While solving the curse on his body, he incidentally cut this non-stop who was engaged in things.

The contents of the wooden box are missing, and the bodies of the fake foreigners are also missing. But since the thing under the well is always wanted by the other party, and the other party has also traced it to this point, there must be more clues under the well than other clues.

Soon, Founder made another discovery.

There are several sole footprints under the well, which attracted Founder's attention.

This shoe print is very shallow, and it's so shallow that it turns almost to be ignored, but Founder still recognizes it ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ This is not his shoe print. The shoe marks were found in front of a well wall. Upon closer inspection, Founder soon discovered that the soil in the well wall was somewhat new. He first pondered for a few seconds, and then slashed toward the well wall.

Bang!

The knife's gas was as rough as red, and there was a sudden shock under the well, like a huge explosion like a thunder. A narrow pit that was barely creeping through by one person suddenly appeared behind the wall.

The flashlight took a picture into the pothole, which was as long as a dark abyss, engulfing all the light, without reaching the bottom, and leading to the distance.

In the eyes of Founder's eyes flashed.

It seems that someone wants to destroy this hole, and does not want to let outsiders know that there is such a hole under the well.

When Founder looked at the soil in the pothole, it was not newly excavated, and he immediately wondered why the body of the fake foreigner would disappear.

Fangzheng lifted the knife and jumped out of the bottom of the well, glanced around, and quickly found the direction where the tunnel disappeared.

Founder wanted to open the mobile phone map and search for the location, and found that there was no network signal in the Heixiazi Forest.

After a little deep contemplation, Founder decided to return to Menqian Village first.

The pothole under the well is too narrow for ordinary people to pass through.

This time around, when Fangzheng walked down the underground passage and returned to the village in front of the gate, when the people came out of the dry well, the sky was already white.

Oh oh ...

The rural rooster crowed, and the sky gradually brightened.

This time, Founder went directly to Li and his wife and his wife, and planned to ask what happened to the nuptial marriage.

Where did they get the nuptial bride?

What role do they play?

If the house collapsed too loudly last night, a villager rushed to it soon. Originally, he was supposed to find Li and his wife and his wife last night to force the inside out. uMore exciting novels, welcome to visit every college