"Who left these here?" Dongfang Shiming asked.
Bai Yikao shook his head: "I don't know about this either, and that's what I want to tell you next."
Dongfang Shiming had something on his mind, so he mobilized his energy and said, "Brother Bai, it's okay to say it."
Bai Yikao couldn't figure out why Dongfang Shiming became more active. But since he asked like this, he would also explain what happened here.
Bai Yikao discovered this place by accident. At that time, he didn't want to do business and had a conflict with his father, so he came to the back mountain alone to relieve his worries. Just when he was full of worries, he unexpectedly found this hidden place that no one had discovered.
At that time, this place was abandoned and no one had lived in it. Bai Yikao was curious and found several paintings hidden here. After examining them, he was greatly impressed.
Bai Yikao has been proficient in calligraphy and painting since he was a child, but he has never seen such amazing works. The surprise swept away all his worries, and on the contrary, brought an inexplicable direction to him who was confused at the time.
"In addition to these paintings, there is also a poem hidden in the well. I thought about it here for several days, and finally decided to follow the footsteps of this hermit and use the pen in my hand to create pictures of the world."
Dongfang Shiming looked sideways: "The poem hidden in the well? What is that?"
Bai Yikao took back the paintings from Dongfang Shiming and rolled them up carefully. He pointed over there and said, "There is an ancient well in the adjacent forest. If you are interested, I will take you there to have a look."
Dongfang Shiming naturally agreed, and the two of them headed over there. There is only a corner between the ancient well and the stone hut here. If there is no bamboo tree to cover it, you can see it directly.
A ring of accumulated snow surrounded the edge of the well. It was so dark inside that nothing could be seen clearly.
"I haven't been here for a long time." Bai Yikao wiped away some snow from the side of the well, and the snowflakes fell into the well one after another. "It seems that it is no longer suitable for people to enter. Back then, I could still climb the well rope slowly and slowly." Go down, but now it’s gone.”
"Do you still remember the content of that poem?" Dongfang Shiming asked again.
Bai Yikao thought for a moment, but finally shook his head: "I can only remember the general meaning now. It seems that the poet suffered a lot, but finally saw through the world and understood what he should do."
"It sounds very inspiring, indeed." Although Dongfang Shiming said this, he was obviously not satisfied.
Without direct access to the original poem, the true facts cannot be inferred. Now that he was here, he still wanted to go down and see for himself.
Looking at the bottom of the well where the depth was difficult to distinguish, Dongfang Shiming made a decision: "Brother Bai. I want to go down and see for myself."
"Ah, you want to go down?" Bai Yikao had no way of knowing what he was thinking and was quite surprised, "But... is it necessary?"
He just saw something strange about Dongfang Shiming and thought he was very interested in his story. But now, Bai Yikao feels that Dongfang Shiming seems to have other ideas of his own.
Dongfang Shiming couldn't comment: "No, I have to go down. I also need to ask big brother for a favor."
Bai Yikao was shocked and confused. Dongfang Shiming took out the soft whip presented by Bai Hao from his waist, untied it and handed one end to Bai Yikao: "Brother, please tie this end to the tree and help hold me by the well."
He himself wrapped the other end around his waist and tied it tightly in a knot. Taking a deep breath, he looked at Bai Yikao firmly.
"Well."
Bai Yikao still didn't understand the meaning of Dongfang Shiming's actions, but looking at Dongfang Shiming's eyes, he seemed to have no way of questioning it.
He tied the whip tip according to Dongfang Shiming's request. Then he ran back, and Dongfang Shiming was already waiting for him at the mouth of the well.
At this moment, two silver lights intertwined like snow, and Dongfang Shiming pulled out the silver fan that had not been used for a long time and used it as a sharp tool for climbing.
Bai Yikao and Dongfang Shiming looked at each other. He swallowed and grasped the middle of the soft whip with both hands.
Ado. Dongfang Shiming looked at the wall of the well, kicked off his legs, and jumped down.
Bai Yikao suddenly felt that the soft whip in his hand tightened rapidly. He grabbed it hard and was almost pulled down, staggering several steps.
The snow was slipping under his feet, and Bai Yikao himself had little strength. Thinking that Dongfang Shiming was still in the well, he had to try his best to hold on. After several seconds, he heard Dongfang Shiming's voice coming from the well.
"Is everything okay?" he shouted.
Just listen to Dongfang Shiming's voice buzzing: "...I'm fine."
It was pitch black down there. The environment in the well was worse than he thought. The walls of the well were covered with hard ice and were extremely smooth. He used his silver fan to cut two slits and inserted them in, stretching his body with his arms to reduce the pressure of the soft whip.
After calming down, Dongfang Shiming looked around. I saw that the ice-covered well wall was already covered with moss. It was impossible to tell what was written on the well wall.
"Tsk... quite troublesome."
Dongfang Shiming gritted his teeth. The situation is now more complicated than imagined, and it seems that I need to take myself seriously.
If you want to find the poems on the well walls, you must first break these ice shells and remove the covering moss. However, there is still a long way to the bottom of the well, and it will take a lot of time to clean it up one by one.
However, the elder brother Bai Yikao above may not be able to sustain it for such a long time. Dongfang Shiming's mind was racing, he had to do it as soon as possible.
Thinking of this, he observed the surrounding environment again. It is a very regular circular well. It seems that there is a method that can be tried.
"Brother Bai, please hurry up!"
With a sound of attention, Dongfang Shiming suddenly pulled out the silver fan he used to hold hands. Then he threw the silver fan down and concentrated all his strength on the next kick!
There was a "dang" sound and the sound of metal collision echoed in the well. The soft whip was jerked and contracted by Dongfang Shiming's violent movements, and the silver fan filled with power flew away diagonally, and the "clang" rotated and slashed towards the surrounding well wall, like a sharp hot wheel.
The sharp edge of the silver fan struck, and the ice peeled off one after another. Then at the moment of cutting back, Dongfang Shiming stretched out his hand as dexterously as an ape, firmly caught the fan handle, and then inserted it back into the original gap.
The soft whip bounced back and forth heavily, rubbing against the rocks at the wellhead. Bai Yikao, who was outside the well, was thankful for a reminder and found rocks in advance to help hold him down, otherwise he would have been taken down the well all of a sudden.
Seeing the swing of the whip, Bai Yikao was a little frightened. He couldn't help but bend down to lower his center of gravity and asked, "Have you found it now?"
This sound came in, and it took a long time before it came out: "The current depth has not been seen yet."
Dongfang Shiming was in the well, using a silver fan to scrape away the moss on the walls of the well. But there was nothing around, obviously the depth was not enough.
