The well is in the northeast corner of the Blue Lake. Because there are no street lights, the well mouth appears dark and scary, as if something will crawl out of it at any time.
Neither Chen Ling nor Jiang Yu knew how to fetch water, so they finally chose a compromise and each of them carried a bucket and worked together.
There are two wooden stakes standing outside the well, with a horizontal beam between the two stakes and an iron hook hanging on the beam.
Chen Ling had never eaten pork, but he had seen pigs running on TV. He hung the handle of the bucket on the iron hook and pushed the bucket directly down. With a splash, the bucket fell into the water.
I grabbed the hemp rope and tried to shake it left and right. I really felt that the bucket was a lot heavier than before and I couldn't lift it up all of a sudden.
Jiang Yu: "I'll do it."
Chen Ling quickly moved aside, and in the blink of an eye he saw the man easily lift up the bucket full of water, and then the second bucket was thrown into the water.
Knowing that there was nothing for me to do, I simply found a rock to sit on and stared aimlessly at the lake in front of me.
The lake was shimmering in the moonlight, and ripples appeared when the wind blew gently.
Chen Ling retracted his gaze and saw Jiang Yu swiftly bringing up the second bucket of water. He supported himself on his knees and tried to stand up, but before he could stand up straight, he suddenly felt a breath blow next to his ear.
"Help, help..."
Chen Ling stood up straight and looked sideways at Jiang Yu.
The man's face was slightly tense, and his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, revealing his unhappy mood at the moment. Come to think of it, he is a big shot after all. Does this little brat treat him as if he doesn't exist and dare to show up under the old man's nose
Chen Ling winked at Jiang Yu, signaling him to move away so as not to scare the other party so that he would not dare to come out.
Jiang Yu frowned, but didn't leave. He just restrained his aura without leaving any trace, and didn't leak any ghost energy at all, like an invisible man.
Chen Ling began to act, looking around in panic: "Who!"
Although the voice was still shouting for help, it was close to my ears: "Help... Help, brother."
Chen Ling suddenly turned his head and looked behind him. There was a little girl sitting on the edge of the field, which should have been empty.
The little girl's legs were hanging down the edge of the field. If she stretched forward, she could put them on Chen Ling's back. When she saw that she was seen, she began to cry sadly: "Brother, my feet hurt, can you carry me back?"
"You haven't left yet?" Chen Ling asked inexplicably.
The little girl was startled for a moment, tilted her head, and repeated with a grin: "My foot is injured, it hurts so much, can you carry me on your back?"
Chen Ling: “Not good.”
He frowned and looked at the other person. She was covered in black mud from head to toe. She should be the drowned little girl that Aunt Cuifen met.
The little girl's pigtails hung on both sides. If you look closely, you can see some broken algae mixed in them.
"You're already dead, how can I carry you home?" Chen Ling bent down and looked at the other person at eye level. There was almost no resentment in the child, and his soul was even thinner and more fragmented than that of Shen Dazhuang's father, which could be blown away by a gust of wind.
His eyes are pitch black, which is quite creepy.
"You'll have to carry me home only if I die." The little girl lowered her head and looked at the almost black bruise on her ankle. "I want to find my parents, but they've moved. Can you take me to find them?"
Chen Ling shook his head: "Your home is not here, I will send you to another home, okay?"
"Another one?" the little girl repeated in a low voice, looking up and asking, "Where is the other home?"
"In the underworld, there are many friends of your age." Chen Ling felt like a human trafficker. "They will play with you and talk to you, and you won't be left here alone like you are now."
"No! I have to wait for mom and dad to come back!" The little girl's soft voice suddenly became sharp, and the twisted knot spread out, wrapping around Chen Ling's limbs like seaweed.
The resentment that had been imperceptible before suddenly surged.
Chen Ling grabbed a bunch of her hair, turned his wrist, wrapped it around his arm, and then pulled it towards him with force, easily pulling the little girl's body over.
He grabbed the man's neck with one hand and lifted him up from the ground: "You are so young and don't want to learn good things. What are you learning to cheat people?"
"I want to go home, take me to find home! I want to find my parents!" The little girl screamed violently, her voice so sharp that it could pierce a person's eardrum.
How could Chen Ling have expected that he would run into a drowned ghost when he went out to fetch water? He didn't have any talisman on him, so he just bit his finger, chanted the evil-breaking spell, and pointed his finger at the girl's forehead.
Black smoke leaked out from her body, carrying a strong fishy smell.
The little girl's eyes rolled back and her body kept shaking. This situation lasted for more than half a minute and finally stopped.
Chen Ling threw the weak soul in his hand to the ground, squatted down and asked her: "Why do you hurt people?"
"I want to go home! I want to find my mom and dad!" The little girl kept repeating these words over and over again.
Chen Ling stood up and looked down at her, feeling strange. Generally speaking, a drowned ghost's persistence is to find a scapegoat for himself.
But the little girl now was very special. She kept saying that she wanted to find her parents, but she knew very well that her parents had moved away after she died.
This is exactly what is paradoxical.
Because they are related, she can obviously find her parents by intuition, so why would she need to ask for help from passers-by
Chen Ling remembered what Aunt Cuifen said about the ghost wall and suddenly changed his mind.
He wanted to see what the little girl wanted to do by not harming people from the beginning but trapping people in a space.
"Should I take you to find it, or should you take me to find it?" Chen Ling's attitude changed and his voice became cold.
The little girl seemed unaware of his emotions and said with a smile, "Take me with you."
Chen Ling stretched out his hand: "You are too heavy, I can't carry you, let me hold your hand and walk."
The little girl was obviously not happy, but she finally put her muddy hand into the young man's palm and said, "Okay."
She playfully tickled the young man's palm, feeling extremely elated.
A man and a ghost, one big and one small, walked hand in hand along the lake. Before they knew it, a very light mist appeared in the lake and spread to the feet of the people.
Chen Ling discovered that the scenery in front of him had changed.
The bamboo forest and the small courtyard in front of the bamboo forest that could be seen by looking up were gone. Only a dark forest and an endless road were left under my feet.
Chen Ling walked and walked, and suddenly stopped.
The little girl looked up at him in confusion: "Brother, why don't you leave?"
"I can't see the road." Chen Ling asked, "Can you see it?"
"I can see it." The little girl raised her hand and pointed, "Look."
Chen Ling looked in the direction of her finger and saw that the road, which was supposed to be straight, suddenly had a fork in the road.
The fork in the road goes west, and if he remembers correctly, following the fork will lead directly into the Blue Lake.
If the evil spirit is powerful enough and the illusion it creates is confusing enough to confuse people's minds, the possessed person will be drowned in the end without even realizing it.
Chen Ling retracted his gaze and continued forward, but stopped at the fork in the road: "I don't remember when there was an extra road here."
"Really?" The little girl gently pulled her hand out of the young man's palm and asked, "Are you still going? Maybe my home is just ahead."
Chen Ling was silent, staring at her for a long time, and suddenly said, "You wanted to trick me into the lake. You wanted Aunt Cuifen to carry you home, and that was your plan, right?"
The smile on the little girl's face froze, and a blood-red light flashed in her dark eyes.
"Yes, brother, you are so smart." Her voice was no longer so sweet, but carried a viciousness that only adults have. Her gloomy eyes suddenly widened, followed by a sharp cry.
The illusion was pierced by the sound and disappeared.
Chen Ling found himself standing by the lake not far from Jiang Yu. The man looked indifferent and asked, "Do you need help?"
"No need, I can handle it." After Chen Ling finished speaking, he squeezed the finger he had bitten before, and as soon as a drop of blood came out, he quickly drew a Five Thunder Talisman on the palm of his left hand.
The ripples in the lake caused by the wind are becoming increasingly turbulent, as if some huge monster is about to emerge from under the water.
Chen Ling kicked the little girl immediately.
The girl was completely unprepared and flew out, landing at Jiang Yu's feet.
Chen Ling: "Brother Jiang, keep a close eye on her and don't let her come over to cause trouble."
It is obvious that the little girl is no longer an ordinary drowned ghost. She has become a ghost accomplice who specializes in helping the boss lure living people to be used as food.
A dark shadow appeared on the lake and a black head emerged from beneath the water.
The thing slowly walked up along the submerged edge of the lake, revealing its deformed body.
Chen Ling was stunned and felt a little disgusted.
The body was so bloated that it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman. Human faces were swimming beneath the bluish-white skin. Faintly, one could see the faces had their mouths open and were screaming silently.
After the death of the living people devoured by it, their souls still remain in its body, unable to be freed and forever unable to merge.
Chen Ling looked at Jiang Yu: "What is this?"
Jiang Yu: "A monster formed by the condensation of thousands of dead qi. I said that there are many people buried in the lake."
Chen Ling nodded: "Then let's call it the Death Monster for now?"
Jiang Yu: “…”
The death monster looks bulky, but it is actually very quick and agile. It seems that it has not eaten a fresh living person for a long time, and it has been drooling since it saw Chen Ling.
It raised its hand and black smoke spread around its body, quickly covering the surroundings.
Chen Ling's field of vision suddenly became pitch black.
He spread out his palms, revealing the Five Thunder Spirits, closed his eyes and used his mind to sense the other party's presence.
But for some reason, his heart was in turmoil, and familiar scenes appeared in his mind one after another.
A senior student in a pink mountaineering suit, covered in blood, crawling with a broken leg; a hand suddenly appearing in the water, soaked and blistered; a head suddenly hanging upside down from the top of an elevator while walking at night; a student falling from a school dormitory; a ghost face seen when opening one's eyes in the middle of the night while lying on the bed...
They were all evil spirits he had encountered during the time when he encountered ghosts. He remembered every face and every detail clearly.
These fears had almost been forgotten with the passage of time, but at this moment they were forcibly brought out from the depths of my heart.
Hearing a rustling sound, Chen Ling turned his head suddenly and saw two distant but familiar faces.
It was his college roommate.
All those hurried scenes and the dark smoke disappeared, and before my eyes was the brightly lit boys' dormitory.
Because the director of the dormitory is a germaphobe, this dormitory is clean and tidy, and is rated as an advanced dormitory in terms of hygiene every month.
There were two knocks on the bed railing. The head of the room, Chen Guang, was standing below and shouted at him, "Why can't you get up? Don't you have an elective class?"
Chen Ling looked at him, then looked at another person from a difficult angle. That person's name was Yu Feng.
The next second after the name popped up in his mind, his confused brain cleared up. Chen Ling hurriedly sat up, swiftly tore off the large T-shirt he was wearing as pajamas, and climbed down from the bed frame.
"I overslept." He rubbed his temple and suddenly turned his head to look at the dormitory again.
"What's wrong with you?" Chen Guang asked in a low voice when he saw that he looked strange.
Chen Ling pursed his lips, shook his head and said, "Nothing."
No, the two people in front of me are not right, and my brain is not right either. I always feel like I have forgotten some important people or important things.