Liu Qian was embarrassed to ask for it, but that didn't mean he could control his hands and feet.
This guy grew up in luxury, and he had valuable gems, gold, silver and other things around him.
Wherever he goes, he is an eye-catching young man.
Now that they were in poverty, all those valuables had already been taken to the town by Zhao Nan and secretly disposed of because of the famine.
Now that he heard that there were antiques in the village, he wondered if he could also go to the bottom of the well and dig some out.
If Huangmao can do it, how bad can he be?
After all, this guy had been to school and knew that the air in the well was not ventilated and was filled with poisonous gases.
So, after protecting himself, he carefully lowered himself into the well using the rope.
He had a flashlight, and when he shone it on, he could only see the dirty hands that covered his calves, and nothing else.
He took out a small medicine hoe from his waist.
This is the equipment Lin Qinghe used when he went up the mountain to collect herbs, and he took it with him to do this.
After digging in the mud for a while, he reached in and felt around.
Once you live in the mud, you will find not only stones, but also broken glass, rotten iron nails, etc.
This guy was so immersed in the fantasy of picking up antiques that he didn't even notice that the soles of his feet had been scratched.
However, the injury was not serious, and the water had the effect of relieving pain, so the pain was suppressed to a negligible level.
He searched there for a long time, but all he found was a pile of garbage. Naturally, he was very angry.
Just as I was losing my temper, I suddenly heard the sound of someone kicking something heavy above my head.
Someone is coming.
He was so scared that he quickly turned off the flashlight.
Soon, a ray of light was seen coming from above the well.
Someone was holding a torch and looking down into the well.
Who is this person?
People in the village?
However, Zhao Wei had repeatedly warned everyone in the village not to appear around the well, otherwise they would be criticized.
Liu Qian was relying on the fact that Zhao Wei had been treating him nicely recently, which gave him a little ambition. He thought that he was different from others and that Zhao Wei should not make things difficult for him.
It was also because he didn't know Zhao Wei's character very well. If he had seen through him clearly, he wouldn't dare to do so even if he had ten times the courage.
As he held his breath and waited, he heard a rustling sound.
It was the person above who was also coming down hanging by a rope.
Liu Qian had no choice but to lean against the wall of the well carefully, not wanting to collide with the other party.
The man's torch went out when it was only halfway down.
The sudden loss of sight made the man curse bitterly.
"Damn it! The torch went out! God is against me!"
He was visibly angry.
Liu Qian was also very angry.
Because no matter how big the well is, there is never enough air.
He had only been here for more than half an hour, but he was already feeling dizzy.
If another person comes to compete with me for air, I'm afraid he will die here. I can't help but feel anxious.
Unfortunately, he didn't know that when he was barefoot and exposed himself to the water, and when he leaned against the wall of the well, the remaining rat poison had already come into contact with their skin.
Liu Qian's back was pressed against the wet wall of the well and he began to breathe heavily.
He suddenly felt a sharp pain on the sole of his foot, as if countless ants were gnawing at him. Only then did he realize that the wound that had been soaked in well water was beginning to go numb.
His remaining sanity told him that the rat poison was seeping into his blood vessels through the wound, but the friction of the ropes above his head made him unable to pay attention.
He was too naive and underestimated the power of this rat poison.
"Who's here?"
Suddenly, a rough question came to my ears, and the person who came down groped his way to the bottom of the well. The metal object hanging around his waist hit the wall of the well from time to time, making a harsh sound.
Liu Qian held his breath and could only hear his own rapid heartbeat in the darkness.
The ripples of the well water continued to expand, carrying the pungent smell of medicine over his knees, and his consciousness began to become blurred.
At this moment, the man suddenly slipped and fell heavily into the mud.
Liu Qian sensed the other party's presence and clenched the small medicine hoe in his hand.
"Come out, or I'll kill you!"
The person who came was rude and had bad intentions, and was definitely not from the village.
Aren’t there militia patrolling? Why did they let people from other villages in?
Liu Qian cursed inwardly, but found that he almost didn't have the strength to speak.
"Damn it, there must be someone there! I'm going to find you, little rat..."
The man was groping in the mud, and a sharp weapon suddenly swept Liu Qian's arm.
Liu Qian kicked out reflexively, but because his limbs were weak, he could not exert any strength and ended up exposing his position.
The man immediately pounced on him and the two began to wrestle in the muddy water.
Liu Qian felt his throat tighten and hallucinations began to appear in front of his eyes, as if he saw countless rats crawling down the wall of the well and gnawing at his body.
"Who are you?"
The man grabbed Liu Qian's neck, and Liu Qian's flashlight rolled to the side and was completely useless after being soaked in water.
The air in the well became thinner and thinner, and Liu Qian's resistance gradually became powerless.
Just when he thought he was going to die, there was a sudden violent vibration above his head, as if the entire wellhead was shaking.
The visitor looked up in horror and saw several torches thrown in from above, and people discovered their presence.
"Look, there are people there! There are two..."
"We must catch them alive, don't let them run away..."
…
They didn't know that one of the people at the bottom of the well was Liu Qian. They only vaguely saw two people.
Two sneaky people with bad intentions.
Do you really think that their Elm Tree Dump is so easy to come by?
They must pay the price.
The man at the bottom of the well sensed the movement above and unconsciously loosened the strength in his hands.
He couldn't kill this person. In case he couldn't get out, it would be good to have this person as a hostage.
Taking advantage of this gap, Liu Qian took a deep breath, used up his last bit of strength, raised the small medicine hoe and smashed it hard on the back of the opponent's head.
With a muffled groan, the man collapsed into the mud.
Probably he didn't expect that a person who had been pinched by him until his whole body was limp could still be so cruel to him.
He was too careless, and this would cost him his life.
After this blow, Liu Qian fell to the ground exhausted, and the burning pain from the wound made his eyes go dark.
The light at the wellhead became brighter and brighter, and Zhao Wei also came.
He leaned over with a flashlight in hand, and the beam swept across two bodies half lying in the mud.
"Liu Qian?! Damn it, you bastard, you actually dared to..."
Zhao Wei's voice was filled with shock, which soon turned into anger. "Wait until I pull you out, and then I'll skin you alive."
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