Siheyuan: tomb robbing? I am serious about hunting.

Chapter 1129 Going Inside

"I didn't know you were a woman, and I'm sorry for my previous offense. I hope you'll forgive me! For the sake of your country, you disguised yourself as a man and fought bravely. Your courage and commitment put us men to shame! I'm willing to follow you and defend the Northern Frontier to the death!" Zhao Hu also quickly knelt on the ground and said loudly, "I'm willing to follow you too! Your bravery and righteousness make me admire you so much! From now on, I will follow your lead and go through fire and water without hesitation!" The other soldiers and officials also knelt on the ground and said in unison, "We're willing to follow you and defend the Northern Frontier to the death!" Their voices were firm and loud, full of admiration and loyalty to Shen Qinglan. Shen Qinglan looked at the people kneeling in front of him and was deeply moved. She hurried forward, helped Zhou Wu, Zhao Hu and others up one by one, and said, "No need to be so polite, please get up quickly. How could he fall into the well for no reason?" As soon as these words came out, Erzhu's face turned pale, whiter than the stone slabs on the edge of the well. His right leg, which had just been sprained, felt heavier, as if it was really wrapped in a layer of wet mud, and it was getting heavier and heavier, almost making him unable to stand. He remembered that when he was squatting on the edge of the well last night, he always felt a "splashing" sound of water in his ears. At that time, he thought it was the wind, but now he thinks that the sound was like someone pouring water in the well. Seeing this, Wang Tieniu hurried over and pulled him aside, lowering his voice and said, "Don't listen to Uncle Lao Gen's nonsense, he is just old and superstitious! Now we are talking about destroying the four olds, where do unclean things come from? Your mother fell in accidentally, and it has nothing to do with the well. Hurry up and finish fetching water and go to work, don't think about it here. "Erzhu nodded, but he couldn't suppress the panic in his heart. He reluctantly carried the water back, and when he poured it into the jar, he found a black hair floating in the water. It was longer than the one he saw in the well just now, and could wrap around his finger twice. Cuilan was making a fire in the kitchen. When she saw him carrying water back, she said unhappily: "It took you so long to carry water. The child was crying because of hunger. You still remember to come back?" Erzhu didn't dare to tell Cuilan about the shoe prints on the edge of the well, nor did he tell her about being pushed. He just poured out the water silently, and then carried a hoe to the west slope to cut millet. But the water that day always had a strange smell after it was carried back. A family cooked porridge, thin corn porridge. Halfway through drinking it, the male host suddenly spit it out, pointing to the bowl and shouting: "What the hell is this? "Everyone came over to take a look. There was a black hair floating in the bowl. It was so long that it could circle the bowl twice and was entangled with the corn kernels. It looked creepy. There was also a daughter-in-law of a family who was washing clothes with well water. The clothes were soaked in the basin. As she rubbed them, she felt her hands were sticky, as if they were stained with something. She took the clothes out and hung them in the yard. When the clothes were dry, she found that there were faint shoe prints on them, exactly the same as the ones on the edge of the well, only the back half, printed on the blue cloth jacket, and they could not be washed off. The daughter-in-law was so scared that she hugged the clothes and cried, saying that the clothes could not be worn. Who would dare to wear clothes with shoe prints? The news spread quickly, and the people in the village were in a panic. At night As soon as it got dark, every household closed their doors, and even the dogs stopped barking. Erzhu was lying on the kang. Cuilan and the baby had fallen asleep long ago, and their snoring sounds came one after another. But he couldn't fall asleep. He always felt the sound of "splashing" water in his ears, as if someone was splashing water in his ears. He opened his eyes, and the room was pitch black. Only the moonlight came in through the gaps in the window paper, casting some vague shadows. Suddenly, he saw a shadow reflected on the window paper. The shadow was thin and long, like the outline of a woman, without feet, floating in the air, half a foot above the ground. The shadow seemed to be holding something square in its hand, and was moving towards his bed. "Mom...is that you? "Erzhu shouted with a trembling voice, his voice was as soft as a mosquito's. He remembered how his mother looked when she fell into the well, and the half embroidered shoe, and the fear in his heart surged like a tide. The shadow paused, without saying a word, but suddenly retreated outside the window paper, retreating very quickly, as if startled by something. Then, there was a "bang" sound outside the courtyard gate, as if something fell into the water tank, the sound was so loud that it woke Cuilan up. "What's the matter? What's the noise?" Cuilan sat up, rubbing her eyes. Erzhu didn't dare to tell anyone about the shadow, but said tremblingly: "It seems...it seems like something fell into the tank. " Cui Lan cursed, "You're crazy," and lay down again. But Erzhu couldn't sleep, so he got up, put on his shoes in the dark, and ran out with a flashlight. The flashlight was issued by the team, and it didn't have much power, so the light was dim and could only illuminate a few steps in front of him. He ran to the water tank, looked inside, and was so scared that he almost threw the flashlight away. The water in the water tank was bubbling, as if it was boiling, and half an embroidered shoe was floating on the water - red cloth, with peach blossoms embroidered on the toe, and a hole in it, exactly the same as the one his mother held in her hand that year. There was still black mud on the shoe, as if it had just been fished out of the well. Erzhu's legs softened, and he sat down on the ground with a plop. The flashlight fell beside him, and the light was facing the wall, reflecting his shadow, lonely, as if he would be swallowed by something at any time. He looked at the half embroidered shoe, tears streaming down his cheeks, and muttered, "Mom...Mom, why did you come back? "Don't scare me..." The bubbles in the water tank were still coming out, and the half embroidered shoe was circling on the water surface, as if someone was pushing it from the bottom. Erzhu suddenly remembered what Uncle Lao Gen said, the shoe prints on the edge of the well, and the time when he was pushed during the day. A chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head - the thing in the well really came to find him. In his hand, he still tightly grasped the half embroidered shoe, made of red cloth, with peach blossoms embroidered on the toe, which was soaked and rotten. At that time, everyone in the village said that it was the "thing" in the well that had seduced her soul, otherwise all the good people would have gathered at the edge of the west slope. This piece of land was Erzhu's family's private plot ten years ago, and Erzhu's mother had planted jade here. rice. Ever since Erzhu's mother fell into the well, the village implemented land collectivization, and this piece of land was assigned to the collective and planted with millet. Erzhu stood outside the crowd, looking at the land, his heart seemed to be tugged by something - his mother had walked towards the old well on the path next to this land, and never came back. Chuntao was so scared that her face turned pale. She picked up the sickle on the ground and held it tightly in her hand, as if she could feel a little safer this way. She looked at Wang Tieniu, her voice trembling: "Captain, it's not a wild rabbit... I came to patrol the land last night and saw a shadow in this land. It was floating and walking, its feet not touching the ground, and it was holding a bamboo basket in its hand, as if it was picking up something." "Did you see it clearly?" Uncle Lao Gen came over, his pipe was extinguished, but he was still smoking, "What does the shadow look like? What clothes are they wearing?" "Yeah," Chuntao nodded, her eyes full of fear, "I can't see clearly, it's too dark, I can only see an outline, quite thin, wearing red clothes, with long hair