Three people almost arrived at the same time, and the slightly jumping bell on the well proved that something must have passed by just now. Cha Wenbin took over the flashlight and shone it, and there were still some water splashes beside the ancient well. Without saying, everyone knew what was most likely to happen, and almost no discussion was needed. Chaozi had already put down his backpack, pulled out a mountaineering rope, and quickly tied a knot around his waist. This military nylon mountaineering rope is not only very strong but also durable. The blind man at the other end almost cooperated with Chaozi, wrapping the rope on the ground around his waist for two laps, using his body as a fixed pulley. The well mouth was round and could only be entered by turning over. This job was not easy to do. A normal person would hang upside down for 15 minutes, and their head would be unbearable due to blood pressure. Before Chaozi went down, he used the flashlight to look at the well water again, and except for a piece of blackness, only the still shaking water surface told him that something had fallen here.

  Now, except for going down the well, there was no other way. Cha Wenbin could communicate with ghosts and gods, but this kind of thing wasnt his strong suit either. He could only stand guard on the side and not be disturbed by other things. They used the rhythm of the rope tapping as a signal: one tap meant continue to let out rope, two taps meant stop, and three taps meant pull up. The blind man made preparations with his foot on the edge of the ancient well. Chaozi looked at the two men, nodded at Cha Wenbin, and gave the blind man a thumbs-up before lying down at the mouth of the well. He opened the flashlight and used his arm to prop himself against the edge of the well to keep his distance. However, the wall of the well was covered in damp moss, making it very slippery. Chaozi tried several times before he could barely stabilize his body shape and began to signal for the blind man above to let out rope.

  The rope went down little by little, and before five meters, the sound of "gurgling" came from the bottom of the well. This was already at the waters surface. The two people above didnt know the situation below the well either. Fortunately, the light from the searchlight was still on, and Chaozi was still signaling to let out rope. He had already dived into the water. This military climbing rope has markings on it. After taking a look, in less than two minutes, Chaozi had gone down over 20 meters. At this depth, with his head facing downwards, it was extremely dangerous because there was a fatal factor below: lack of oxygen! Although Chaozi was coming back up, maintaining this posture, no one knew how long he could hold on!

  The blind man and Cha Wenbin stared tensely into the well, ready to pull the rope at any moment. Suddenly, the blind mans hand on the rope gave two tugs, a signal to stop lowering it. Cha Wenbins heart was already in his throat when, less than five seconds later, a loud rumbling sound of rushing water came from below, growing louder and louder. The rope began to shake violently, slapping against the well wall without stopping. The blind man and Cha Wenbin looked at each other and almost simultaneously started pulling the rope with all their might. At first, they felt it was very heavy in their hands, but at that moment, there was no other way out except to pull desperately. He didnt even notice the strange phenomenon above his head: the fog above the well slowly dispersed, revealing a hole the size of the well. Just as the hole fully appeared, a bright moon suddenly hung in the sky, shining directly into the well through the hole...

  Cha Wenbin almost subconsciously raised his head, and what a strange and shocking celestial phenomenon it was: a thick layer of clouds had opened up a big hole, and the moon, just the right size, was right in the middle of the hole. Before he could even be surprised, the water in the ancient well suddenly started boiling up like a pot, and the ropes in their hands became lighter and lighter, so much so that they couldnt even pull them up. In less than the blink of an eye, a powerful torrent of water burst out of the ancient well into the air with a loud whooshing sound. Next to him, someone stumbled and fell, and without looking, it was clear that it was Chaozi. Cha Wenbin and Xiaozong hadnt even had time to glance at Chaozi on the ground when the water in the ancient well seemed about to burst through the sky. A massive column of water mixed with enormous power crashed into the air, and Cha Wenbin, looking at the scene before him, muttered: "Water Dragon Absorbs the Moon! This is Water Dragon Absorbs the Moon, heavens, what kind of place is this?" He looked at the water pillar that was shooting straight up and shouted loudly at Xiaozong, who had been stunned into idiocy: "Hold onto Chaozi and run away quickly! Fast!"

  Zhuo Xiong, who had been stunned by the scene in front of him, was brought back to his senses by this shout. Without saying another word, he carried Liu Yichao, whose life or death was unknown, and ran towards the side...

  Two men carried the unconscious Liu Yichao almost running to the house where they had hidden earlier, looking at Supers face which was already pale, his hands and feet were icy cold. Cha Wenbin tried to check his pulse and breathing, and found that he still had a heartbeat and was breathing. Zhuo Xiong turned Super over and pressed his abdomen against his raised thigh, patting him hard, Super spat out water in big mouthfuls, after a few minutes, he opened his eyes, looking at the two men who were already frantic, using all his strength to shake his head, indicating that he was not seriously injured. The people standing about 100 meters away stared blankly for a moment, then the well water stopped gushing out, almost simultaneously, the moonlight on top began to disappear, and the layer of open cloud holes closed again! Then came the heavy rain pouring down from the sky!

  The dilapidated house naturally started leaking rain inside, Cha Wenbin asked the blind man to start a fire and take care of Chaozi, carrying a flashlight and rushing out, because there were two more people? Where are they?

  Several strides rushed to the old well, except for a messy ground, there was a pink hair clip dropped not far away. Cha Wenbin picked up the hair clip, wiped off the mud, and his heart tightened. He pinched the hair clip and shouted: "Old Wang! Old Wang! Where are you? Yiran, can you hear me?"... Cha Wenbin stood in the middle of the village, facing the old well, shouting wildly into the rainwater, but there was no response except for the sound of the rain. The deep and bottomless old well couldnt be seen from below, and the tactical flashlights beam would be swallowed by endless darkness as soon as it hit the ground. It seemed like this place was a tomb of light and a temple of darkness! Cha Wenbin was at a loss for a moment, not knowing what to do, letting the rainwater beat down on his face...

  He suddenly remembered that the hair clip in his hand was still there, and this hair clip wasnt someone elses, but rather Little Girl Leng Yuerans. Cha Wenbins mind flashed, and he didnt bother to wipe away the water, instead taking out a talisman paper from his pocket and scattering it into the air. The paper actually ignited in the midst of the heavy rain, slowly floating towards the ancient well... As Cha Wenbin watched the scene before him, his heart which had been tense all evening finally relaxed a bit. He glanced at the ancient well, then turned to head towards the abandoned house, he still needed to go see how Chaozi was doing.

  That super child has woken up, leaning against the door board to warm himself by the fire. Apart from constantly sneezing, he seems to have recovered a bit. Cha Wenbin took a look and also felt relieved. Before Super Child could even open his mouth, he said something that excited everyone present: "Theyre still alive, at least that little girl is still alive!" Then he turned around and threw a few pieces of dry wood into the fire...

  "Still alive?!" Just now, Chaozi, who was still curled up, struggled to get up. His eyes, which had been dull and lifeless, suddenly shone with light. Zhuo Xiong, who was beside him, quickly helped him up, and the two of them looked at Cha Wenbin with eager anticipation.

  Cha Wenbin added a few pieces of firewood to the fire, and the flames danced, casting shadows on the wall that swayed back and forth. After a long time, he slowly opened his clenched fist, and a pink hair clip lay quietly in his palm: "I just picked this up from the well earlier, at least two of them were there, and that girl must have been in the well. I lit a soul-tracking charm, if the owner of this hair clip is still alive, the paper will burn, but if not...".

  Chaozi quickly got up from the ground with his hands and asked eagerly: "Is it burning yet?"

  "Yeah, its burnt, and the direction the paper money floated away to in the end was into the old well." Zha Wenbin replied while poking at the firewood in the bonfire.

  Chaozi and Xiazi looked at each other and smiled again, then asked: "Wenbin brother, what does floating towards the ancient well mean?"

  Zha Wenbin looked at the two men in front of him, gritted his teeth and said: "If people are still alive, they should be under the well! Chaozi, what did you encounter just now when you were under the well?"

  He Yichao had almost recovered by this time, and the news from Wen Bin made him see hope again. His face color gradually returned to normal as he recalled the situation in the well.

  When Chaozi approached the water surface, he didnt notice anything unusual. Relying on his lung capacity from being a soldier, he took a deep breath and dove underwater. The tactical flashlight on his head could see over 20 meters underwater, but in this ancient well, visibility was less than 1 meter. Except for a white blur in front of him, there was nothing else. He had to rely on feeling to dive down until about 15 meters deep when Chaozi suddenly felt a blackness in front of his eyes, and something was rising up. Before he could react, he was wrapped around the head by a large mass of sticky stuff, and before he could hold his breath, it directly drilled into his mouth. Chaozi subconsciously pulled out his dagger and swung it forward while pulling on the rope to let the people above pull him out. At this time, a strong current burst out from below, and then he was washed out of the ancient well and heavily fell to the ground, losing consciousness.

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