Chapter 317: The Horror Under the Well

Wu Xian stood at the wellhead.

Holding a torch in his hand.

He was going to act as the vanguard to explore whether it was safe under the well.

The wellhead of this water well was very wide, with a diameter of more than one meter, so even the largest coffin could be easily thrown in.

The torch in his hand was made by Wen Chao using a wooden stick, rags, and lard. After experiments, it could burn for more than a quarter of an hour. Everyone carried one, and using them alternately could last for a long time, enough to provide basic lighting for the exploration.

Around Wu Xian's waist was tied a thin fishing line, which could allow him to descend slowly to the bottom of the well.

Some people might be puzzled.

With so many people going up and down, all relying on this thin fishing line, aren't they afraid that the fishing line will break due to excessive wear?

Actually, it won't.

The reason why Dharma artifacts or weapons obtained by worshipping gods give people a very fragile impression is because they are eroded by the power of malevolent entities. If they don't involve the power of malevolent entities and are just used simply, every worship Dharma artifact is very durable.

Just like when Wu Xian was experimenting with the blood-stained boomerang, he had used it to smash countless weeds...

Wu Xian took a deep breath: "Go down!"

Accompanied by the slow descent of the fishing line, the surrounding light gradually dimmed. Even with the torch, Wu Xian felt a sense of oppression. Looking up felt like moving away from the light, and looking down felt like falling into an abyss.

Every time Li Juxian's hand shook, Wu Xian had to bump against the well wall. Borrowing the light of the torch, he could clearly see the moss and various strange algae on the well wall.

These algae were affected by ghost energy, and their appearances were all strange and terrifying.

The further down he went, the colder Wu Xian felt. The humid water vapor seemed to drill into his body, and his knee joints were aching faintly, as if he had contracted rheumatism at a young age.

Finally...

Wu Xian's toes touched the water, and a bone-chilling cold rushed in, making his whole body shiver, but he still descended bit by bit until he was floating in the water.

He pulled the fishing line, and the fishing line loosened a bit, but it was still tied to his body. This was to ensure that if danger occurred, Wu Xian could be pulled up.

Borrowing the light of the torch.

Wu Xian saw the scene under the well.

The bottom of the well was very spacious. The structure of the entire well bottom was like a goose-neck bottle. The diameter of the wellhead was one meter, and the diameter of the well bottom was a full five or six meters, just like a small water pool.

The pool water was bone-chillingly cold, but it was very clear. Although it had soaked corpses before, it only made Wu Xian feel a bit disgusted.

He shook his legs twice and couldn't touch anything.

Bringing the torch as close to the water surface as possible.

Borrowing the light, the bottom of the well was also pitch black. He couldn't see anything under the well at all. Looking up again, the light from the wellhead was weak, and he could only see human heads peeking down one by one.

If...

The depth of the well water was hundreds of meters deep.

If...

There was a huge water monster in the well, opening its big mouth toward himself...

If...

There was a hand in the darkness, grabbing Wu Xian's ankle and pulling him down all the time.

Could anyone save him? In Wu Xian's mind, countless terrifying scenes flashed by.

The unknown deep pool stimulated his fear. In the pitch-black water pool, it was possible that anything was hidden. His heart beat violently, and the echo of his violent breathing seemed to flash in the narrow space.

Seeing the fear intensifying. Wu Xian hurriedly waved the torch and shone it to the side, finding a relatively flat stone on the left. He hurriedly swam over, and his heart rate stabilized only after his feet stepped on the stone.

In the end.

Nothing appeared in the well water.

Wu Xian wiped his sweat. He had thought that after experiencing so much, there was nothing that could scare him, but he didn't expect that this water well, where nothing happened, would make his spine feel cold.

Darkness, claustrophobia, deep water, unknown...

"As long as there is danger that can take a life at any time, fear will always exist. People without fear are either ignorant or invincible... It's a pity that I am neither ignorant nor invincible. I am just a fun-seeker caught in the middle."

"Heh, but there is still good news."

"Fortunately, I listened to Jian Lingyu's suggestion back then and didn't act recklessly by pouring feces into the well when eliminating the water ghost... That is the true fear."

Wu Xian muttered to himself in the darkness, his voice echoing in the empty well, his tension easing slightly, and he began to do business.

Su Xuan and Wei Qinglan didn't come down immediately.

They would wait until Wu Xian confirmed that the bottom was suitable before coming down from above one after another.

Before letting them come down, Wu Xian at least had to find a foothold and a way to go elsewhere. He shone the torch around, and his expression gradually collapsed.

"Trouble. Everything is closed. Except for this stone, there is no other foothold. So how did the toxin spread to the big pit?"

Wu Xian measured the direction.

He found that the direction of the big pit was exactly in the direction of the platform he was standing on, and then he tested the water flow, which supported his judgment.

So he inserted the torch into a gap in the well wall and fumbled around under the stone.

Click! He touched something and pulled it out slowly. It was a human hand bone, without any flesh, and only four of the five fingers remained...

Thinking about it, it was left by someone who had been harmed by the water ghost before.

Wu Xian swallowed his saliva: "Hmm... thank you for not being a human head."

He calmed down and continued to dig with the hand bone. The hand bone increased the range Wu Xian could touch. He fumbled and fumbled until he touched a hollow...

"Ah... this gap, it's not that I have to dive to get in, right? But how far do I have to dive? Will I dive all the way down without a place to surface and breathe?"

Wu Xian felt panicked just floating in the well water, so naturally, he didn't dare to try diving himself.

He thought for a while.

Took out the telescopic stick, knocked and hit on the wall, listened to the sound coming over, and a smile appeared on his face.

In the direction of the water flow, the well wall was a solid giant stone, estimated to be at least tens of centimeters thick. This thickness of stone couldn't be moved easily, and breaking it violently might have other risks.

But Wu Xian had a way to solve the problem.

He flipped out a playing card from his hand. The playing card was still dry. As a constant ornament, the White Ghost playing cards also had a waterproof effect.

Wu Xian flicked his hand.

And a writing brush appeared in his hand!

Heavenly Work Divine Brush!

This writing brush was an imitation of the 'Ma Liang Divine Brush' by immortal craftsmen. Using this writing brush to draw on materials could directly forge the materials into the shape of the drawing! With this writing brush, Wu Xian could easily distort the shape of this blocking giant stone and create a road out of thin air here!

He waved the writing brush and drew on the giant stone.

Although there was no ink, the place touched by the brush tip all lit up with a faint light. This giant stone was very large, so the space left for Wu Xian to draw was also very large.

Soon, a light door appeared on the stone! (End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 318 =====