Yan Dajiang was so frightened by his own conjecture that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"It's all fake, it must be fake... I must still be dreaming, I'm going back to sleep now..." Yan Dajiang hardened his heart, raised his hand, and slapped himself twice.

The slaps made his head buzz, and the pain made him even more conscious.

A cold wind blew in from the courtyard, and the girl who had been facing away from him slowly turned around.

Yan Dajiang knew perfectly well that he should pass out right now and never open his eyes, but he couldn't move his legs, and he didn't even dare to close his eyes.

He could only watch helplessly as the girl with wet hair slowly turned around, revealing a pale, chubby face.

Sometimes people are just so perverse; they know it might be terrifying, but they still want to see it...

The face looked like a steamed bun, big and swollen, with two black slits around the eyes from which bright red blood was flowing.

"You, you, you, you..." Yan Dajiang could barely make out where the mouth was on that face, but the girl's voice still echoed in his ears.

"Please, please save my mother! She's right at the bottom of this well. If you go down, you can pull her out..." Tears streamed down her face again, dripping onto the ground like blood, gradually spreading outwards.

Yan Dajiang's legs trembled, and warm liquid flowed down his thighs from his crotch. He said in a trembling voice, "I...I can't help you. I can't swim at all. You...you should go find someone else."

"Please, please..." The female ghost seemed not to hear Yan Dajiang's words, and continued to repeat the voice, walking towards Yan Dajiang.

Yan Dajiang was filled with regret.

If only I had known!

He should have believed Master Kobayashi's words and not looked down on people!

He didn't believe a word Young Master Liu said, and now he's in this situation. He can't blame anyone else but himself for being too stubborn.

No matter how much he regretted it, he couldn't stop the female ghost, with her long, wet black hair, from walking towards him step by step, leaving long trails on the ground.

"Mother, Mother..." Yan Dajiang tried to run away but couldn't. The female ghost grabbed his leg and was about to drag him towards the well.

"Help! Help!" Yan Dajiang shouted desperately with all his might, but he was so frightened that the moment his leg touched the well wall, he was so scared that his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

...

A ray of sunlight fell on Yan Dajiang's face.

Yan Dajiang subconsciously waved his hand, trying to cover his face with the blanket and continue sleeping for a while.

But the biting cold crept up to his ankles, and as if suddenly realizing something, he opened his eyes.

He discovered that he wasn't sleeping in a warm blanket, but was actually huddled at the bottom of a well covered in mud and moss.

"How..." Yan Dajiang's mind flashed wildly through what had happened last night, and he cried out in surprise.

I actually found myself inside the well?

"Could it be...could the ghost I encountered last night be real?" Yan Dajiang muttered to himself.

He struggled to pull his leg out of the mud and looked around.

The place was so narrow that you couldn't even open your arms; it was just a well made of old, round bricks.

Perhaps because of the nearby river, this well is similar to other wells and is not very deep.

However, the well walls were smooth, with no foothold to grip, so Yan Dajiang couldn't possibly climb out by himself.

As Yan Dajiang looked around, he noticed that the well wall was not completely smooth; in some places, there were even deep scratches.

This discovery startled him. He was already shaken by what happened last night, and now, looking at these scratches, it was impossible not to imagine what was going on.

Last night, the female ghost said that her mother was at the bottom of the well.

Could it be... true?

Yan Dajiang quickly found a relatively hard rock to stand on, and cautiously looked around. There was a lot of silt, and he didn't find any corpses, which made him feel a little more at ease.

A rumbling sound came from his stomach. Yan Dajiang didn't know what time it was, but the bottom of the well was definitely not a place for a person to stay.

"Is anyone there? Is anyone there? Help... Uncle Wang, Uncle Zhou, where are you? Come and help me! I've fallen into the well!" Yan Dajiang shouted, putting his hands to his mouth and looking up at the well.

No matter how hard he shouted, no one responded.

The sound echoed repeatedly inside the well.

It sounded like a kind of mockery.

Yan Dajiang didn't want to give up, so he shouted outside several more times until his voice became hoarse. He felt thirsty, hungry, and tired, but he didn't see a single bird, let alone a person.

He leaned against the well wall, watching in despair as the sky grew darker and darker, the sunlight gradually turning into a dim yellow and disappearing from his sight.

Yan Dajiang shed tears, recalling his entire life in his mind, and finally slapped himself hard across the face.

Why won't he believe what that girl says?

If he had listened to that little girl, he wouldn't be in such a predicament now.

He deserved it!

But he wasn't willing to give up...

He has done countless good deeds and nothing bad in his life, so how did he end up in such a state?

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