Chapter 45 Well Ghost
Yu Leng's acting is not very good. And how could someone just say that his stomach hurts and then he starts to cry out in pain? It's not food poisoning.
Xiao Liang looked at it and said, "Stop making trouble."
But Yu Leng had already fallen on the bed, holding his stomach, unable to get up: "Ah... it hurts."
Xiao Liang had no choice but to ask others: "Do you have stomach medicine?"
The girl in the camera nodded: "I have it in my bag."
Wang Biao also realized: "Hey, I... suddenly want to go to the toilet. I just ate a lot of those bugs."
After saying that, he ran out without waiting for anyone to respond.
Wei Xiaoyan looked around, hissed, raised her hand and rubbed her forehead, pretending to be weak: "Sister, my head hurts."
Xiao Liang was a little shocked: "...you guys?"
Seeing this, Kou Man smiled softly, "After sitting on the mountain road for several days, it is inevitable that you will feel carsick or have some discomfort. It is normal to feel uncomfortable. How about this, you go and shoot, I will take care of them, and leave some medicine for them."
Xiao Liang looked at them suspiciously.
They were not a newly formed team and they had worked together many times before. They knew that none of them were the type to pretend to be sick just to be lazy.
But now looking at the performance of several people, it is really uncomfortable, clever and exaggerated. Now it seems that they are stubborn and refuse to leave. I guess they can't be called away.
Xiao Liang finally snorted unhappily: "Then let's go. We don't need you today."
She brought the photographer, the security guard, and the girl who took the photos. The four of them walked out while discussing something and stood outside the toilet for a while.
Wang Biao squatted inside and refused to come out, saying that he had diarrhea.
Xiao Liang called him several times but no one answered, so he left angrily.
As soon as the outsiders left, Lu Jiamu was fine in a second.
Yu Leng also sat up from the bed.
Wei Xiaoyan stopped rubbing her forehead, and Wang Biao came back after a while.
They just listened casually to what Xiao Liang said just now, and no one believed it at all.
Now that the outsiders had left, they found an opportunity to get together again: "Let's analyze the current situation."
Lu Jiamu looked at Yu Leng first: "What happened to you when we were eating just now?"
"I had a momentary hallucination." Yu Leng looked a little frightened and licked his lips. "I saw a ruin and some small white flowers, just ordinary wild flowers. Suddenly I felt very scared. I have never encountered such a situation before."
This description almost certainly meant that Yu Leng used his half-baked ability at that moment to resonate greatly with someone's emotions.
Lu Jiamu asked: "Can you tell where and whose emotions are coming from?"
Yu Leng shook his head blankly: "I can't tell anything. It was just a moment, just a picture, how can I tell anything?"
Lu Jiamu nodded: "Maybe it was that idiot."
He looked the craziest at the time.
Others agreed.
Wang Biao said: "It seems we need to find more opportunities to contact him."
Lu Jiamu opened the diary again and took a look at it. He had not yet cleared the short sentence from before: Haha, he is really crazy.
But no new sentences appeared.
What does it mean? Is it possible that the man is not supposed to be crazy? Or is there something else that is fake madness?
Lu Jiamu thought for a moment and asked Yu Leng: "Do you think there is a problem with the villagers here?"
Yu Leng shook his head: "I don't think so."
"Anyway, we can take advantage of the program crew to ask around. It won't seem weird."
After discussing the matter of the crazy man, several people focused their attention back on the description of the Wheel of Time and Space and began reading comprehension.
"It seems that the villagers actually only have two wishes. One is that the village economy can be developed with the help of the program team, and the other is that the chicken thieves can be solved. There are also two anomalies, underground fire and well ghosts."
"That thing asked us to investigate the truth. If we investigate, we can certainly find out the chicken thief. Looking at the filming techniques of those people, once the program is produced and released, it will quickly attract a group of curious people, and at the same time satisfy another wish of the villagers."
"So, it's just a mission."
Kou Man said, "We should go out and ask a few more people about the well ghost. We can't just listen to the village chief."
Several people nodded in agreement, and Wang Biao asked, "Does anyone have any other ideas?"
Lu Jiamu said: "I think their statue is quite improper."
Yu Leng nodded. "I think so too. It looks like a mess. And why did the village chief worship something at home right after he finished criticizing others for being superstitious? When I played horror games before, I always played villages with strange beliefs or something."
"Then we'd better not explore too much on our own." Wang Biao said, "I think those people are very brave. Wait for them to come back and talk to them and let them go. They will definitely be happy to do so."
After the exchange, several people decided to go out and explore.
In the yard, the village chief was sitting in the corner looking at the sky. When he saw them coming out, he smiled and said, "Are you going out?"
Lu Jiamu also smiled familiarly: "Uncle, we plan to interview the villagers to add some life atmosphere."
The village chief was very happy to hear this and waved his hands repeatedly: "Go ahead, go ahead."
A few people walked along the village road for a while, away from the village chief's house, and saw an old lady sitting outside a farmhouse in the distance.
Lu Jiamu smiled and came over: "Grandma, we are members of the program team from outside, and we want to find out something from you."
"You two don't look familiar. I knew you when you came over." The old lady smiled with her gums, and her words leaked a little. "People in the city are all fair and good-looking."
Lu Jiamu followed up by asking, "Do people from the city often come here?"
"How could that be possible?" The old lady shook her head. "There is no car access here. Didn't you come here by ox cart? Occasionally, there will be outsiders coming here. Maybe there are tombs in the mountains or something? ... I don't know. Anyway, I don't see new faces for a year or two. Who would like to see such a shabby place like ours?"
"Is that so?" Lu Jiamu said with a smile, "I think the village chief seems to really want to develop tourism here."
"Tsk, he's just dreaming." The old lady fanned the wind gently and shook her head. "He, his son went out to explore the world a few years ago, and we couldn't stop him. He said he didn't want to stay in this mountain valley. He went out with him a few times, and when he came back, he brought back a lot of weird ideas."
"They want to develop tourism like others, and say they want to make the village look like the outside world. But there are no roads, so who would want to come?"
The old lady told the village chief everything about his family without anyone urging her.
Lu Jiamu listened with a smile on his face, occasionally responding once or twice, and then asked: "What about the well ghost in our village? Grandma, have you seen it?"
The old lady curled her lips and said, "Who in this village hasn't seen this? It's just that person fell into a well and drowned."
"Who was it that drowned?"
The old lady blinked and thought for a while before she said, "I have a bad memory and can't remember anyone drowning. It could be a ghost from somewhere else."
She asked again: "Our village is poor, and we only have one well. Do you want to go and see it? I'll take you there."
Lu Jiamu responded softly: "Okay."
The old lady slowly stood up, patted her clothes, and began to lead the way.
As Lu Jiamu walked, he repeated questions like whether anyone drowned, whether anyone was missing, and what happened to the crazy man who appeared today.
The old lady responded one by one, and her statement was similar to that of the village chief.
The well in the village looked shabby, with weeds growing in the cracks between the bricks.
After the old lady brought them here, she sighed twice, as if she was tired.
Lu Jiamu leaned over and looked into the well, only to see that it was pitch black inside, with no reflection of water.
"Grandma, there is no water in our well?"
The old lady said, "Yes, our whole village drinks from this well."
Why is it so dark, like a dry well?
Lu Jiamu held up his glasses and leaned closer to look down.
The darkness in the well suddenly squirmed, and a large, pale, swollen face quickly flipped upwards, staring at Lu Jiamu.
It turned out that what Lu Jiamu saw just now was not the bottom of the well, but its hair.
Because it was too lush, it was pitch black.
It opened its mouth wide and jumped out of the well. With its hands full of wet hair, it grabbed Lu Jiamu's wrist.
When the old lady saw this scene, she screamed in fear and fell to the ground, crawling back using all four limbs: "Well ghost! Well ghost! Why are you here again?!"
Yu Leng was caught off guard when he saw the dense hair and pale face, which immediately brought back some bad memories, and he exclaimed "Oh shit".
If this isn't a ghost, what else could it be? And you still want a scientific explanation for this? The village chief is really good at deceiving people!
The well ghost began to struggle to climb out, opening his mouth wide and making a hoarse and ugly roar as he climbed: "Uh! Ahhh! Kaba!"
Its five fingers clamped onto Lu Jiamu's wrist like a pair of pliers, causing severe pain.
Lu Jiamu didn't try to shake it off. Instead, he used his remaining hand to take out the Death Diary and swung it at the animal's head.
The well ghost was hit on the head and immediately let out a piercing and unpleasant scream: "Ahhhhhh!"
Then he let go and slid back along the wellhead.
No way?
Lu Jiamu glanced at the diary in his hand and felt a little surprised. He had been prepared for a conflict.
So weak? ...Or is the diary too strong?
Seeing that the villagers were about to run away, Lu Jiamu immediately held the edge of the well, turned over and jumped in, and climbed down along the well wall: "Flashlight!"
Wang Biao also reacted, took out a flashlight from his pocket, rushed to the well in three or two steps, and provided lighting downwards.
The well ghost ran too fast. As soon as Lu Jiamu went down, he heard a slight "plop" sound of it entering the water. The ghost soon disappeared, leaving only a few ripples in the darkness.
Lu Jiamu didn't catch the ghost at once, so he didn't dare to go down without any scruples. There was water below, which might be the home ground of the well ghost.
If he was stronger in the water than outside, given the width of the well, even if he was dragged away, there might not be enough time to rescue him.
Lu Jiamu observed for a moment with the light of the flashlight, then climbed back nimbly by holding on to the wall of the well.
After climbing out of the well with the help of several other people, he smiled at the old lady and said, "Grandma, does this thing always appear like this?"
"No, no!" The old lady stroked her chest in fear. "It usually only appears at night or in the early morning. We only saw it from a distance. Its hair covered its face before, so we couldn't see it clearly. This is the first time for me, an old woman, to be so close to it and see it clearly. How could it... look like this!"
The old lady complained in panic: "It's so ugly!"
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