Here Lies The Wicked

Rustling...

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past. The quiet bamboo forest behind Fang Zheng swayed and the sea of bamboo rippled.

As soon as Fang Zheng stood on the water stain, his five senses immediately sensed a sense of resentment at the spot beneath his feet.

... He seemed to have fallen into a secluded environment...

... And then he saw a dry well...

... There was a faint cry from the child...

... Lonely...

... Afraid...

... Despair...

... Resentment...

And endless darkness, deeper and deeper... Suddenly! Fang Zheng's head was burning hot, and his mental strength was like a diamond in his head. It was as if his head had become a blazing torch, making Fang Zheng feel the heat. At the same time, Lingtai gradually became clear, and all the illusions melted away like spring!

It's the spiritual martial arts Demon ape meditation! Sensing the threat of life, an automatic protector was created!

In the past, Fang Zheng had always thought of one thing.

The most powerful ghosts he encountered in the past were two pieces of corpses and paper pricks.

Even so, these ghosts only appeared at night. Even the post about the supernatural events posted by netizens took place at night.

At night, the yin qi is the heaviest.

What if something could appear during the day?

When Fang Zheng regained the clarity of Lingtai, Fang Zheng felt as if he had been seriously ill and listless. At the same time, his head was hot and cold, making him feel the pain of a splitting headache.

Fang Zheng immediately left the puddle of water and walked back to the sunny clearing. The cold and gloomy feeling in his head made him feel a little better.

But her spirit was still weak, and her head was still hot and cold as if it was going to explode.

Fang Zheng's face changed slightly. He knew that he was shocked. It was just a puddle of water left behind. There was such a strong resentment... Was it the woman who came into the village in search of the lost child in every storm?

Was it this woman who stood outside the window of li peng's house and peeped into the house last night?

There was also this resentment... Even the two bodies that had been torn to death after a long struggle, he had never encountered such a strong resentment before.

But what kind of experience was it that made this woman so angry? Even in the daytime, he was so angry that he almost got angry.

At this moment, Fang Zheng's face was still somewhat abnormal and sickly pale.

At the same time, Fang Zheng could not help but rejoice. Fortunately, what he encountered this time was only a remnant of resentment. If this ghost could really appear in the daytime, that would be the real horror.

Fang Zheng was able to confirm that he had encountered a supernatural event this time.

Then, Fang Zheng left li peng's house.

The pool of water had to be buried by the village head as soon as possible, and the bamboo forest had to be cut down at the same time. The bamboo forest had been sheltering the sun all year round, which had already made the yin qi in that area a little heavy.

Ordinary people would never be able to bear the resentment if they got close to that place.

Even he nearly capsized in the gutter.

Just as Fang Zheng left, the nearest villager to the li peng family saw Fang Zheng walking in the direction of the li peng family. He was so scared that he hid in the house directly.

Bang! Slam the door.

But Fang Zheng could feel that as he left, there was always a pair of eyes behind the door, watching him die away.

From this, it can be seen that the strange things that have happened in succession in the past two days, and the disappearance of the villagers, have already caused panic and made these villagers become frightened birds.

Everyone was avoiding it, and anything related to Li Peng and Widow ma was deeply afraid of being tainted with bad luck.

Fang Zheng did not pay attention to the eyes that were secretly looking at him from behind. As he walked along, he was thinking about something. Not long after, Fang Zheng returned to the villagers' house where he was staying.

At this time, Li uncle was not at home, but went out with the village head to look for the missing person, only Aunt zhou was at home.

When Fang Zheng came back, he saw Aunt zhou untie the red rope tied to the rooster on the door and put the rooster down. He was feeding the rooster with food and water.

"Fang Zheng's back. Hey, why are you looking so bad all of a sudden? Aunt zhou remembered that you were fine before you left. Your face was ruddy." Aunt zhou looked up and saw Fang Zheng with a kind and simple smile from the countryside.

Fang Zheng found a random reason to catch a cold.

"Aunt zhou, why is our village called Gujing village? Is it related to a well in gujing village?" Fang Zheng asked curiously, but there was nothing unusual on his face.

Aunt zhou said as he fed the chicken, "There is indeed an old well in the village."

"No one can remember the year of that old well. When Aunt zhou was as young as Fang Zheng, that well had been there for a long time. Maybe the older generation would know more."

Fang Zheng remained silent and continued to pretend to be curious, "Does aunt zhou know where this ancient well is that week? It seems that I haven't seen this ancient well for three days in Gujing village."

Aunt zhou smiled and said, "Of course not, because this ancient well is in the ancestral hall, and it has been abandoned for decades. In order to prevent children from falling into the well, this ancient well is still young in Aunt zhou. As soon as he became sensible, it has been sealed by the adults."

"At that time, the adults in the village were at least 70 or 80 years old now. Many old people have passed away."

Fang Zheng continued to ask quietly, "Aunt zhou, has this old well really fallen down before? In the end, the child died in this old well."

However, when Fang Zheng asked this question, the expression on Aunt zhou's face finally changed. Fang Zheng thought something was going on.

But next, Fang Zheng didn't find any useful clues.

Aunt zhou always avoided talking or simply remained silent, not answering Fang Zheng's last question. Fang Zheng did not dare to ask too closely, afraid of exposing himself.

Seeing Aunt zhou return to the house, Fang Zheng's eyes were full of thoughts.

In that woman's resentful world, he saw a dry well, a narrow seclusion without seeing the sun, and faintly heard the weak cries of a child... Fang Zheng's face froze.

Since this woman had found her child, why would she go crazy later? And every time it rains, they return to the village and go door to door looking for their children?

Isn't that a contradiction?

Is the story fake?

Or was someone deliberately trying to confuse them?

"It seems that the sealed well in the ancestral hall is the source of all the events. Aunt zhou's abnormal expression is enough to show that the well is very unusual. It must have buried the truth of all the mysteries." In Fang Zheng's heart, there was already a vague guess...

It was just that this conjecture was a little too frightening, and he did not dare to jump to conclusions before the investigation was clear, lest it would affect his judgment.

Fang Zheng disregarded his listless spirit and immediately set off for the ancestral temple in Gujing village.

During the day, figure it out.

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