Xie Chen dusted himself off and walked towards the paper head that had completely stopped.
Now, even if the black liquid is always surrounding him, it will definitely not cause much harm to him.
Xie Chen unbuttoned his clothes, and then tied a ring on his arm, which was considered the most basic measure to stop bleeding.
As long as you keep an eye on whether the remains of the paper man in front are moving, and as long as the time limit of the pocket watch is limited, there will basically be no obvious accidents.
After taking measures to stop the bleeding, Xie Chen immediately walked over and picked up the bamboo pole lying on the ground with both hands.
Staring at the remains of the paper man's head floating in the air, Xiechen gritted his teeth and smashed it with a bamboo pole.
The bamboo pole, which was still hung with red wire, stabbed the paper man's head suspended in mid-air under his control.
The water curtain surrounding it fell to the ground after breaking through a big hole, and then seeped into the ground little by little.
Xie Chen smiled slightly. As long as the pocket watch could work, he would basically not be at a disadvantage.
The black water curtain was broken, but the red wire tied to the end of the bamboo pole was not able to pierce the head of the remains of the paper man.
There is half of the broken chest underneath, and a subtle red light can be seen emitting from the shadow, as if there is blood flowing from it.
Just like a human heart that is still beating.
Xie Chen's eyes were burning, and he no longer insisted on only relying on the red wire to cause damage to the paper man's head. Instead, he used the bamboo pole to hit it hard.
A huge force acted on the remains of the paper man's head, which was like a "candle in the wind", and it was directly pressed to the ground and flattened.
His own attack can indeed have a substantial effect, and because time is still, there is no way to dodge this thing.
Xie Chen swung the bamboo pole in his hand like crazy, hitting the paper head that was slapped on the ground over and over again, and now he still didn't forget to drag it left and right while holding it down hard.
Not to mention that the material is paper, even if it is iron, it will have many scratches and dents after being beaten like this.
After doing this, Xiechen dragged the bamboo pole in his hand towards the place where the remains of the paper man were ravaged. Then, looking at the crushed head, he raised the bamboo pole in his hand and pierced it.
This time, the red wire was directly inserted, which directly fixed the remains of the paper man on the ground.
Xie Chen breathed a sigh of relief after following closely. After all, looking at its eyes like this, there was no way for the black liquid to flow out.
The most important thing is that the slightly bright red light in the newly mutilated chest has been completely destroyed by himself with the red wire.
The remaining half of the chest had completely lost its connection. Looking at it even as it lay on the ground, looking a little precarious, Xie Chen didn't forget to step on it.
Xie Chen took two steps back slightly and glanced at his pocket watch. There were almost two minutes left in the time-stop effect. According to the speed at which time passed, ten minutes was enough for him to do too many things.
After Xie Chen retreated to a safe enough distance, he pressed his pocket watch with his hand, and the still time around him began to flow slowly.
The scraps of paper still floating in the sky began to scatter at an extremely fast speed, as if they were dropped from a high altitude, floating irregularly.
The head of the white paper figurine that could be seen not far away had no movement at all.
There wasn't even the slightest sign of struggle. With the way I had done it, it had probably crashed long ago.
Xie Chen couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He held his pocket watch and slowly approached the place where his head was inserted.
It's still the same as what I saw when I stopped, not much has changed.
Xie Chen just stood there, looking at the motionless remains of the paper man's head in front of him. The scraps of paper in mid-air began to float to the ground little by little.
There was a slightly different atmosphere when it fell.
Xie Chen's tense muscles relaxed and he turned towards the ancient well in the side corner.
Just as I thought, this well was the well in the memory gap in my mind, but it seemed a little different.
"Is it only roughly similar in appearance?"
Xie Chen gently stroked the texture of the wellhead with his hand. The rough texture felt very familiar to him.
But there is only one wooden bucket on top, and there are no tools to assist in fetching water. There is only one wooden bucket placed on the side of the well railing.
Xie Chen looked at the slightly rotten wood, and there was even a faint smell of rot coming from the bottom of the well.
As I got a little closer to the wellhead, the smell I smelled was somewhat different. It felt like the smell that lingers after something has been rotten for a long time.
"It does look a little different. Is it possible that this loess alley is connected to more than just this well?"
And it is true that the location of the well in the memory fragments in my head is different from this well, which gives me a bit of a headache.
The route I took originally was definitely different from this time. I thought the intersections leading to it would eventually converge to one place, but now it seemed that it was indeed different.
"Is there something in here?"
Xie Chen looked at the dark bottom of the well, not sure how deep the well was, and he had no better way to get down.
In fact, you can just jump down and take a look. Relying on the backtracking function of the pocket watch itself, even if you are injured, you can directly go back to ten minutes ago.
This only requires sticking to any set time period, and it is not too troublesome.
But one thing is important.
There was still a rotting smell from the bottom of this well, and I still didn't know whether it was a human or an animal that died in it.
If there were any larger rocks or sharp wooden or iron objects here, he would definitely die if he jumped like this, not to mention that he could go back by pressing the pocket watch.
What I'm afraid of is that by then I won't even have the strength to press my pocket watch, and I'll have already returned to my hometown.
"It's really tricky."
At present, there is really no good way to test it, unless you use a longer object to find out what is going on in this well.
Xie Chen turned around and looked at the surrounding scene, then came to the incomplete corner of the wall and stepped on it through the gap.
He grabbed a thick branch with both hands and jumped down hard.
The branch, which was about as thick as an arm, was bent into an arc. Finally, it couldn't hold up and completely split at the branch. It was about three or four meters in length.
Xie Chen struggled to drag the broken branches.
There are many small branches with leaves around it. If you really want to calculate the length, it is only based on the middle one.
I didn’t have any knives, so I had to break off the separated branches bit by bit with my bare hands.
Some of them are relatively thick, and even when they are pulled off, the bark will be peeled off, which is the most time-consuming.
Moreover, the shape of the branches is relatively curved. After all, it is not bamboo. Without such a thing, even the main root rarely grows straight.
After working for nearly ten minutes, I finally finished processing the main root of this branch.
There is still some weight, so it is a bit difficult to hold it with both hands.
If it were carried by an ordinary person, it would be very difficult to just drag it, let alone grab this thing and go down the well to measure the depth of the bottom of the well.
Soon he arrived at the mouth of the well. After moving the rotten barrel next to him to the left, he also sent the branch into the well little by little.
The speed can't be said to be fast, but it's not slow either. While measuring, the length of the branches is also decreasing little by little.
As all the branches stretched into the well, Xie Chen frowned.
"How can it be?"
"You can't even measure three or four meters to the end?"
"How deep does this well have to be?"
There was really no other way, so I had no choice but to throw the branch down. But when I originally thought that I could fall to the bottom, I could at least still touch the branch.
But I thought that I was overthinking it. I could indeed hear the sound of branches falling, but I couldn't even see the entire root of the tree clearly, let alone touch it with my hands.
This was a big blow to myself.
Xie Chen frowned. This branch was already the longest one he could find nearby.
In fact, it’s no wonder if you think about it carefully. After all, to provide daily water for so many households, a well depth of three to four meters is definitely not enough.
Water should be able to come out, but the water storage capacity is absolutely pitiful.
Xie Chen sighed. It seemed to be more difficult than he thought.
The well head is too big. If the well head is smaller, it can support itself to touch the left and right walls of the well, and it can be moved down little by little.
It's just that the bottom is covered with dried moss, and I can touch it. It's hard to say how long I can hold on to this kind of thing.
With no other choice, Xie Chen could only look at the bamboo pole not far away that held the remains of the white paper man's head.
The length of the bamboo pole should be enough to measure the well.
Xie Chen has a big head.
I didn't see the house described in the rules, and there was no road ahead. If I really got to the house, I wouldn't have to waste time in front of the well.
It's said in the rules
This is the rule that I remember most clearly in my mind, and it is also the only rule that I can rule out at the moment.
What is omitted later is to let yourself eat the rice. You can see that the green bamboo strip paper man also eats rice.
That kind of consciousness is obviously unclear.
If you wear green clothes and eat rice, you will slowly forget who you are and become a paper man like that, which is undoubtedly very dangerous.
It can be seen that the green bamboo strip paper man has regarded returning home as his only obsession.
It's just that I still don't know under what circumstances this white and lethal paper man was generated?
This is a big problem.
