Chapter 100 This is a ghost (9) Liu Binghai is at Liu Weiya’s house again…

Liu Binghai stayed at Liu Weiya's house for a few more days, eating and drinking every day, watching Liu Weiya act coquettishly towards the man, and "reminding" him to offer tribute to him.

After staying like this for a few days, it was the day that the man and the woman had agreed to go to the well again.

The man's name was Azha and the woman's name was Xiao Zhen. They had agreed to go to the well again on the evening of seven days later.

Liu Binghai took Zuihua out on time. Before leaving, he glanced at the man in the living room. He was worshiping himself. There were oranges on the altar. Liu Binghai blew on the oranges, and the oranges became icy cold.

She'd had enough of oranges all day long! She wanted him to remember exactly what Zhang Guizhi liked to eat in the past!

After blowing it, he went out with Zuihua.

Today the wind is blowing and the moon is full, unlike that day when the breeze was just moving and made people feel sad.

When we arrived at the well that day, we saw Azha and the woman walking towards the alley entrance step by step. As expected, Azha listened to Zhang Youcha's words and brought a big green vine, which he wrapped around his body. He and the woman walked to the well with the vine still hanging on their bodies.

The man looked around, not knowing what he was looking at. He felt as if someone in the sky was playing tricks on him.

"Aza," the woman said cautiously, "Do you want another bucket of water?"

The man took two steps back because of the pungent stench.

He remembered that there was no such stench in the air before, and the disgusting taste only came into his mouth after the well water was pumped up. Now, he could smell the stench before the well water was even pumped up.

After taking two steps back, he quickly and decisively moved forward and picked up a bucket of water. He dropped the bucket of water on the ground with a clang, took a few deep breaths, held onto the wellhead with both hands, and looked down.

The huge stone he had seen before was gone. The water in the well looked clear, and shimmered in the moonlight, which seemed quite wonderful. But the smell was very real as it drilled into his nostrils from the well.

He had no idea why the well water was so clear. In his eyes, it was as clear as a piece of transparent cloth. He endured the stench and waved to the woman to come and see.

"Xiao Zhen, look quickly." The man said, "Look at how clear the water in this well is."

The woman could not smell the stench of the well at all. Her nostrils were filled with the sweet scent of normal well water. She leaned over to take a look, but paused and whispered, "How can it be so clear?"

The man looked back at her.

She said, "From what I see, it's just ordinary well water. It's so dark, I can't see anything. It's a pitch-black well. If you don't light a candle, I can't even see the water."

The man's candle flame moved forward, and the well water became clearer and more transparent. The woman said, "I can see a little more clearly now."

The man took a heavy breath and said, "Don't tease me."

"Who teased you?" the woman said.

Both of them paused, then turned to look into the well at the same time.

The man took another breath, turned away from the well, and vomited on the ground.

Zuihua also floated over to take a look, and found that it was just an ordinary well.

While vomiting, Aza thought to himself, what he saw, they couldn't see; what he smelled, they couldn't smell. Was he being deceived?

He no longer found it strange. After all, there had been so many strange things happening, so he wasn't afraid of one more.

But soon, his guess of this trick of deceiving the eyes and tongue was broken. After he vomited enough, he climbed to the mouth of the well to take a look. The clear well water was no longer so clear, but became a little turbid, just like the well water in an ordinary dark night.

At the bottom of the well, bubbles were gurgling, as if there was hot air bubbling in the bottom.

As it rolled and tumbled, water splashed out from the bottom of the well with a bang, and a large rock slowly emerged from the bottom of the well. It seemed to be the hairy rock he had described before.

Today, the stone was covered with all kinds of hair and emitted a huge strange smell. It seemed to have seen the man, and after its head popped out, it jumped upwards quickly.

This time, both the man and the woman saw it, screamed "Ah", and quickly ran to the side.

There seemed to be a sound of the stone hitting the wall of the well, dong dong, dong dong, and the noise was getting louder and louder.

This time it wasn't some kind of ear-blocking trick; even Zuihua and Liubinghai heard it.

"Oh my god, what's that sound?" Zuihua asked stammeringly.

The stone seemed to rise higher and higher, and when it was about to emerge from the well, it fell down with a thud, splashing a huge ball of water, which splashed on Azha and Xiao Zhen.

Zuihua also dodged backwards.

He was a ghost! Who knew if the water in that strange well had any power to exorcise demons and ghosts? He was so afraid that his soul would be annihilated in that instant. At that moment, he remembered the scriptures that Liu Binghai had taught him and quickly recited them to protect himself.

The foul smell from his body surrounded Aza, almost suffocating him.

"Aza," the woman said, "Aza, how are you?"

The two people were splashed with well water, and the huge rock sank to the bottom of the well and disappeared. Aza looked up at the woman and felt his body tighten.

As the well water splashed on him, the extremely long and ancient vine on his body actually tightened little by little.

Damn it, the vines are clearly there to protect him, why are they entangled with him!

Aza looked at the slowly tightening vines in surprise, feeling that he was becoming increasingly unable to move.

"Xiao Zhen." The man whispered softly.

The vine grew tighter and tighter, as if endowed with some energy. After it came into contact with the well water on his body, it wrapped around him uncontrollably and engulfed him.

He was unable to move, like Zhu Bajie who was tied up and about to be thrown into a frying pan.

The vine seemed to still have strength, pulling him towards the well step by step. It was as if someone was pulling his feet, and he was moving towards the wellhead uncontrollably.

This vine is not going to throw him into the well! This was his first reaction.

What the hell? This is a vine he found himself, how could it be from the same family as that big rock!

Stone spirit, there must be a stone spirit in there, specifically here to mess with him!

He has never offended any stone!

Could it be that the stone only feeds on the blood of middle-aged men?

A hundred and eight thoughts flashed through his mind. When he regained consciousness, he found himself tied up by vines and moved to the side of the well. When he reached the mouth of the well with his hands with great effort, there was another loud bang from the bottom of the well, and the big rock suddenly flew out of the well.

"Aza!" the woman shouted.

Something flew out of the sky and rushed out of the well, scaring the man and woman.

The woman didn't know what to do.

She was still quite flexible without the vines on her body, and kept asking, "Azha, Azha, what happened to you? Why are the vines binding you?"

The man couldn't move, gritting his teeth, "Go find a knife and cut it off for me."

Where can I find a knife in the middle of the night? "Everyone nearby has gone to bed. It will take me a while to get a pair of scissors home. Can you do it by yourself?"

The man was sweating at this time.

She was right. Leaving him here alone with that huge rock was a fantasy.

Aza was wrapped in vines, his feet wobbling with every step, "It's better not to go."

He just didn't believe that these vines could tie him up to death.

Before he could finish his words, the big rock flew out of the well and rolled to the side of the road. Suddenly, a gust of wind and sand came over, and the strong wind blew the rock towards the man. Fine hairs were curled around the rock, and it looked black like a group of caterpillars huddled on it.

It flew to his side, brushed past him, swayed a bit, and fell into the well again, but this time it didn't fall completely, but got stuck on the wall of the well, seamlessly connected throughout the whole process like a wronged stone blown away by the wind.

The man was sweating profusely. The vines were wrapped tightly around him, making him feel uncomfortable, as uncomfortable as a chicken that couldn't move.

Liu Binghai watched intently from the side.

Zuihua whispered in her ear, "What's going on? Is the big rock going to become a spirit? Should we run away?"

"You can go home first," she said.

Although Zuihua was timid, he wanted to watch the fun. He also felt that he had the protective sutra in his body and could hold on, so he stayed where he was with Liu Binghai and did not move.

The man was about to be strangled to death by the vine, "Xiao Zhen."

He cried out in pain, "You'd better find a pair of scissors. Go quickly."

The man spoke, but the woman was still a little worried. She turned back to look at the well, and in an instant, before she could even turn around, the huge rock jumped out of the well again...

This time it really became a spirit. It jumped out and rushed towards the man, like a timed and targeted explosive, and attacked the man's abdomen fiercely.

The man was entangled by vines and could not move. Even if he moved, he could only jump around like a zombie.

The man was hit by a rock and felt pain all over his body.

The vine was getting tighter and tighter. He saw that it was not the well or the stone that was going to destroy him, but probably this vine!

He brought this cane upon himself, he really deserves it.

Seeing him like this, the woman didn't dare to leave. The stone had already popped out, and she was afraid that it would hit him to death at any time.

But the man seemed to be entangled very tightly.

It was too late to go back and get the scissors now, so I could only see if I could wake up a family nearby.

Aza looked at the woman for help.

If I don't cut it now, I'm afraid he will be strangled to death.

The woman understood what he meant and said, "Wait a minute, I'll go take a look around!"

After saying that, she ran away, leaving the man alone wrapped in vines.

The drifting ice sea was nearby, so she didn't dare to get close to the man or move casually.

She has been practicing some scriptures recently, and Zhang Guizhi has been practicing magic, so she can command some objects to move. However, the vines and the stones may not be so easy to deal with.

However, when it comes to spiritual practice, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, and she still has to find a good destination for herself.

She thought for a moment, recited a scripture, and blew on the man.

He suddenly felt that the pain in his body was not so severe anymore.

The vines seemed to be slowly tightening, but he didn't feel it that much, as if his nerves were no longer controlled by the vines.

He didn't feel it was so tight anymore, nor did he feel the binding was so heavy. In other words, he seemed to not be able to feel the vines anymore.

His body gradually became lighter, as light as if it were covered with feathers, and he felt much more comfortable. In fact, the vines were still tightening, but he could not feel it. Without the restraint of the vines, he moved his body more easily and jumped to look at the well again.

He wanted to take a closer look to see what was going on here. If there was a ghost, the ghost would come out and show him. What kind of hero was he to be hiding in the well and doing unlucky things?

He believed that he had never cheated anyone or any ghosts in his life.

When he leaned over to take a look, his heart skipped a beat.

The large, hair-covered stone sank to the bottom of the well, its body bubbling. The clumps of hair moved slowly, like a swarm of insects, bubbling in the water. After the "swarm" squirmed for a moment, the stone began to move slowly, like a giant turtle. The "swarm" gradually dispersed, then contracted, shuffling and tangling on the stone to form a strange shape. It resembled the word "death," and then, with further movement, the word "abstinence." The man didn't know if he was dazzled or hallucinating; the words vanished in the blink of an eye, as if they had never appeared.

He didn't understand how people living nearby could drink water when there was such a huge rock in the well.

Could it be that even with such a big rock hidden, the water would still be sweet?

Just as he was thinking about it, a foul smell came up from the bottom of the well again, invading his sense of smell violently, fiercely and aggressively. The man felt uncomfortable in his stomach and vomited uncomfortably. Not only his sense of smell was uncomfortable, but his vision was also uncomfortable, and even his eyes felt nauseous. He turned his head and vomited violently. The stones and water at the bottom of the well made a bubbling sound, which made him feel even more sick.

Vomited violently for a long time.

What the hell is this? He cursed in his heart for a long time.

Liu Binghai felt really sorry for him, so he recited a few more verses of scriptures and blew gently on him. The violent beating of his heart subsided a little, otherwise it seemed like he would have died suddenly soon.

Liu Binghai has been reciting scriptures recently and found that she already has some energy, so she can learn the scriptures quite quickly.

When she came here, Zhang Guizhi had already been practicing for a while, but she had only been practicing to get revenge on that man and Liu Weiya. But she had already acquired some skills, so it wasn't too difficult for Liu Binghai to continue practicing.

However, she hasn't figured out her own skills yet, so this is all she knows at the moment.

Watching the man lying there vomiting, she frowned. Relying on her "sixth ghost sense," she could tell that this man had indeed not done anything truly treacherous, nor was he a dissolute scumbag. His eyebrows and bones were filled with justice, and his heart was upright. He didn't look like a troublemaker. If he were a troublemaker, it would be obvious from his nose bones, which would be separated, hiding foul air and turbidity. But the man's nose bones were very straight, full of vitality.

But there was still a ball of black light in the depression of his forehead.

If he was an unclean person, she would just watch the joke and ignore him.

At first she thought that the woman wanted to eat the man's blood and essence, so she approached him on purpose. She thought she would see a wonderful love scene between a man and a woman, but she didn't expect to see a stinking well.

And it was a stinking well that only he could smell.

Just as she was thinking about it, Xiao Zhen came back trotting with a pair of scissors, his face full of anxiety.

"Aza, how are you?"

The man was still lying on the ground vomiting. The more he vomited, the more he wanted to vomit. He was already half-kneeling on the ground, and all his heroic spirit had disappeared.

Although the pain of being wrapped by the vines was alleviated, the nausea was still severe.

Before figuring out what exactly happened, Liu Binghai could only help him "not die" and not interfere with anything else.

The man groaned in pain.

"Here are the scissors." The woman said to the man, "I knocked on the door for a long time and finally woke up one family. Should I cut it open for you?"

Aza barely had the energy to answer her.

He pointed at the well, took a breath, and then said, "Taste the water and see what it tastes like now."

He wanted to see what the water soaked by the big rock tasted like.

The woman cried, "How dare I taste it!"

After a while, he added, "Let me cut the vines for you first. I don't know if I can cut them open."

This is not an ordinary vine, but a protective vine that the man had spent a lot of effort to find.

The woman used her scissors to cut the vine, but it was very hard and difficult to cut. It would probably take some effort to cut it.

The woman increased her strength and cut a little harder. When she had cut half of the vine short, the man suddenly felt a shock.

Then, a cold touch brushed against his body, as if a pair of cold hands had grabbed him tightly.