The car drove all the way into a group of low buildings. When it turned a corner, the low buildings were gone. There were basically no houses for a few hundred meters in front, only forest, which looked like a park.
Parking the car in the parking lot of the park, Ke Meng walked into the park with Ming Lao, twisting and turning all the way to the public toilet, going around the back and walking directly into the grassy area without an arterial road, slowly going deeper.
After passing through a dense forest, a stone tablet appeared in front, with the words "Stop ahead, no entry" written on it.
"Here we are, right here, but I have no way to get in. Your investigation bureau should have a way to get in." Ming Lao stopped in front of the stone monument.
The stone monument is a sealing point set up by the Bureau of Investigation to prevent uninformed tourists from entering by mistake.
At the same time, such special objects of water wells are closely related to the environment, and will lose their specialness once they are dismantled.
"The Lost Stone Tablet is a level six item that delimits a certain area. Anyone who gets lost will not be led into the inner area, but people with high spiritual awareness can use their sixth sense to decipher it..." Kemeng looked at the stone tablet and recalled Wu. File records given by the director.
In addition to using the Sixth Sense to conquer it, there is another very direct way, which is to blow up the place and remove those things that interfere with the line of sight.
As long as there are no things that interfere with your line of sight, no matter how lost you are, you won't be unable to walk in a straight line.
Of course, Kemeng used his sixth sense to attack it. He took the first step into the land behind the stone monument and turned around and said, "Don't move around here, wait for us to come out."
Mr. Ming nodded, "Be careful with that well. If you listen too deeply, the children's words will keep you awake and cause insomnia every night."
Ming Lao is already a man who has survived well. He used his strong will and ten years to eliminate the negative influence, and he deeply understands how terrifying that well is.
It has no other power than words alone that can destroy a person's heart.
Ke Meng patted his scarf and took out the sugar. "Please help me take a look at him. If there is any danger, grab his clothes and transport him away."
Although White Sugar has a small body, its claws have extraordinary strength and can grab things weighing one ton, especially humans.
Ming Lao looked at the big white-haired eagle and listened to its chirping.
I feel that the white-haired sand sculpture is not that reliable, but at least I have a companion, otherwise it would be easy to have random thoughts while standing here.
Kemeng led the team members in. The white-haired sand eagle took out his mobile phone from its thick feathers, put it on the ground, and started playing with it with one paw.
Ming Lao was stunned. The more he watched, the more he felt that today's young people are really good at playing, and even pets can play with mobile phones.
Within the boundaries of the stone monument.
Ke Meng relied on his sixth sense to find his direction. Behind him were Luo Yuan, Dr. Liang, and Cheng Le.
Luo Yuan held Kemeng's clothes, Dr. Liang held Luo Yuan's clothes, and Cheng Le held Dr. Liang's clothes, ensuring that the four of them were connected in a line.
"Kermeng, how confident are you when it comes to that well?" Luo Yuan did not agree with Kemeng's action. After all, this was an old case nineteen years ago. It had been closed long ago, and the risks were so obvious. Shouldn't take that risk.
"If I'm sure, it should be 50-50." Ke Meng didn't like to talk too much, as it would be bad if he got slapped in the face.
Captain Luo's eyebrows twitched suddenly, and it didn't feel stable enough.
At this time, Kemeng found that the resistance force in his body broke out to resist mental interference.
"Resistance +0.1"
Suddenly, the feeling of being lost disappeared and Kemon's sense of direction returned.
this……
Ke Meng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This was nothing. He didn't even need his sixth sense, so he just opened it hard.
The three people behind did not return to their normal sense of direction. When they saw Kemeng plunge into a big tree, they all subconsciously said, grabbing Kemeng's clothes: "Be careful!"
"I'm fine." Kemen put his head into the tree, then stepped back and stuck his head out.
In Kemeng's sight, there was a flat area in front of him, and he could already see the well falling alone in front of him.
The three people behind them didn't have a strong sense of direction and couldn't see. They only felt that a tree was blocking Kemeng's path.
However, Kemen passed through and plunged into the tree. The three of them gritted their teeth and followed.
Before Kemen got close to the well, he walked ten meters away from it when he heard very quiet thoughts.
At this time, the three teammates behind him stepped back and stopped.
Kemen looked into the well and heard a psychedelic murmur: "Help us!"
"We're still kids, please!"
"Uncle, how about we play ball together? Come down."
There were cries for help, and there were also girls who playfully invited Kemeng to go into the well, with their childlike innocence still intact.
Not to mention, these whispers have a magical charm that makes people feel like saving people or playing with them.
Hearing such a sound, Kemeng was not yet creepy, but when he saw the well filled with children's heads, he suddenly felt goosebumps coming.
It's not fear, but instinctive disgust, disgust that the other party regards children as a source of terror.
Those children are not flesh and blood, but translucent illusions.
Seeing such a horrific scene at the first glance at the well is still hurtful to people's hearts, but its impact on Kemeng is limited.
As mentioned before, there was no trace of the radio left, so I was suspicious.
This well was no exception. Kemeng stood at the edge of the well, his head sticking out of the edge of the well, looking straight at the bottom of the well.
Those children grinned and their unreal smiles made people feel distressed.
If you don't save them, your conscience will be very painful when you sleep at night, and you will never forget it for the rest of your life.
But Kemon denied: "No, you are not them, they have passed away."
"And the murderers are you." After Kemeng said, the resistance force in his body swept through like a strong wind, sweeping away the interference of the well to Kemeng, and saw the evil thoughts behind the false faces.
"Resistance +0.1"
Under the well, a group of children's phantom expressions remained unchanged, as if they had not heard, they continued to make their demands.
But it was no use, Kemeng just watched them quietly, as if he was watching their performance.
The power of mental erosion quietly attacked Kemeng, but Kemeng didn't blink an eye.
"Resistance +0.1"
The child under the well was scared, and finally waited for a big fish to come over and contribute fish, but he didn't expect the man in the scarf to be so proud.
"Please, help us come up!"
"No, I won't save you, because you are all just the projection of the well's will." Kemen shook his head and continued to stare at the illusion in the well without appearing to be affected at all.
Luo Yuan on the side was secretly surprised. Kemeng's growth rate was the scariest person he had ever seen. In just a few days, he was already casually talking to strange things in whispers.
When Shuijing heard this, the illusion of the child in the well disappeared and turned into an uninhabited dry well, with large leaves and dust accumulating on one layer. This is its original appearance.
But Kemeng was not happy anymore. Why did he give up? He still expected to use the other party's wool.
