Xie Chen walked forward with trembling feet and came to the front of the ancient well again.
The abnormal state of the body is gradually recovering. At least the pocket watch can actually act on oneself according to one's own needs.
Before pressing the pocket watch, my mental state was much better than now.
These memory fragments in my mind are definitely things that happened before. This is the only thing I am sure of now.
"So now that we have arrived at this ancient well, there are not many memories left. What will we encounter next?"
Xie Chen stroked the rough adobe bricks around the ancient well and talked to himself.
All the memory scenes that appear now are from before the emergence of the International.
As for the scenes after the appearance of the ancient well, although there are some, they are still too short and rare.
Xie Chen picked up the bamboo pole again and was about to put it into the ancient well. When he was about to insert it halfway, the ashes in the wooden barrel next to him slowly started to float.
He didn't realize these floating ashes, after all, his attention was focused on this ancient well.
This two-color paper man and the amulet hanging around the paper man's neck are both unexpected gains.
If there is something in this ancient well, it will be the answer to more mysteries that can be solved for me in the future.
With such concentrated concentration, the ashes seemed to drift towards this direction with purpose, but they did not spread too far.
But even so, if you turn your head and look to the side, you can actually see clearly what these floating ashes are about.
As the distance got closer, Xie Chen quickly noticed the movement of these things.
"This...is this?"
Xie Chen was so frightened that he let go of the bamboo pole. The bamboo pole soon reached the bottom of the ancient well and was quickly inserted into the sand.
Xie Chen couldn't pay attention to this scene, but quickly let go and took a few steps back. After all, the ashes were already floating towards him.
Although it's not much, it's not difficult to cover yourself.
Xie Chen hurriedly tried to press his pocket watch, but at such a close distance it was already too late.
These extremely small particles of ash immediately covered him, and then floated towards the top of his head.
Xie Chen quickly turned around and ran to the side.
But under a surge, it was like a black curtain covering his eyes.
Xie Chen subconsciously wanted to pull it apart with his hands.
But when the palm of his hand touched this thing like a black curtain, it had no effect at all. The thing just scattered in mid-air and turned into tiny particles.
There is no way I can catch these particles.
In the blink of an eye, these scattered black particles wrapped themselves around again, and in less than a moment, they had completely enveloped themselves.
Just as Xie Chen was about to continue struggling, he began to feel numb all over his body. His hands couldn't exert any strength at all, as if they were being clamped.
"It shouldn't be!"
This paper man was burned to ashes, how could there still be such movement?
It is nonsense to say that the amulet controls these ashes.
After all, even the amulet became part of the ashes, unless there was something else in this open space that he didn't realize was staring at him secretly.
Xie Chen's consciousness was a little dazed, and then he staggered to the side, and now only his feet could move.
After stumbling into the ancient well next to him, his body became unstable.
The loss of balance makes the invisible self even more unable to stabilize its movements.
The whole person staggered and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he used his hands to support him. The black particles wrapped around his hands and feet quickly dispersed around him.
A huge pressure suddenly appeared on his back.
Just when he was feeling confused, he found that the darkness in front of him suddenly disappeared, and he finally regained his light.
The gray ashes scattered on his head, hands and feet began to gather towards his back, pressing on his body like a huge boulder.
It's not painful at all, but it's just too strenuous to support it with both hands and feet.
He is currently lying on the entire ancient well. If he slacks off even a little bit, he will fall into the ancient well.
Xie Chen's forehead was already covered with fine sweat, and even a few drops slid down his cheeks into the well.
This made me swallow my saliva involuntarily. The darkness and bottomless depth coming from the ancient well made me feel the danger of death.
He couldn't move his hand away now. At this moment, he realized that it was too ridiculous to simply rely on his pocket watch to do whatever he wanted in the world of ghost stories.
In this weird world, there are still many ways to punish one's ability to use a pocket watch.
If you can change from manual to mental, it will be a lot easier.
But it's hard to say, after all, I'm also not clear-headed.
In this case, the pocket watch in mental mode is of no use.
Xiechen is now in a situation where the sky is not responding and the earth is not working.
"Damn it! Move it away!"
Xie Chen glanced at the ashes on his back from the corner of his eye.
At this time, it had gradually gathered into a round shape, and was even spreading around. A thin line stretched out from both sides, slowly connecting to both sides of the well mouth.
It is easy to understand that this situation occurs. This ball of ashes seems to be conscious, trying to press itself down while grabbing the well.
This will allow you to launch yourself into the well effortlessly.
Xie Chen was still struggling, hoping that someone would show up at this time to save him, of course it was his own body's desire to survive.
When a person is on the verge of death, this desire to survive is extremely strong.
But all this was in vain. No matter how limited my physical ability was, in the end I still couldn't fight the ashes pressing on me.
Although it is extremely light, with the help of weird stories, the gravity is obviously not comparable to that of normal ashes.
As he pressed down a little bit, his palms were bruised by the rough mud bricks at the wellhead.
The blood has even spread to several adobe bricks below.
Where the calves of both feet rested, the bones were so worn that they hurt.
I could feel that the skin on my calf was broken, not to mention that I was on the verge of physical exhaustion.
Even if you can continue to persevere, after the skin and flesh are worn away, only the bones of the calf will be left.
Xiechen gritted his teeth. Although he was very unwilling to do so, he finally fell into the well.
But there was no sound of falling into the well.
