Chapter 188: Water well

The car drove all the way into a group of low buildings, turning a corner, the

low buildings were gone, and there were basically no houses a few hundred

meters ahead, only a forest place, which looked like a park.

Parked the car in the parking lot of the park, Kemeng walked into the park

with Ming Lao, turning all the way to the public toilet, going around behind

and walking directly into the grass with no main road, slowly deepening.

Across a dense forest, a stone stele appeared in front of him with the words

"Stop ahead, no entry".

"Here, it's here, but I can't get in. Your investigation bureau should have a

way to get in." Ming Lao stopped in front of the stone tablet.

The stele is a seal point set up by the Bureau of Investigation to prevent

unknown tourists from entering by mistake.

At the same time, this kind of special water well has a great connection with

the environment, and once it is removed, it will lose its particularity.

"The lost stone monument, a level six item, delineates a certain range of

areas. People who see them get lost and will not be introduced into the

internal area, but people with high spiritual perception can use the sixth

sense to crack..." Kemeng looked at the stone monument, recalling Wu File

records given by the Secretary.

In addition to using the sixth sense to attack it, there is a very

straightforward way, that is to blow up the place and remove the things that

interfere with the line of sight.

As long as there are no things that interfere with the line of sight, no

matter how lost it is, it will not be impossible to walk in a straight line.

Kemeng, of course, used the sixth sense to attack it. The first step was to

step into the ground behind the stele and turn around and said, "You just stay

here, don't walk, wait for us to come out."

Old Ming nodded, "Be careful of that Jingzi, if you listen too deeply,

children will make you sleepless and sleepless every night."

Ming Lao is already a man who has made it through his head, using a strong

will and ten years of time to eliminate the negative effects, and deeply knows

how terrifying that Jingzi is.

It has no other power, just using words can destroy a person's heart.

Kemon patted the scarf, and patted the white sugar out, "You help me look at

him, and if there is any danger, grab his clothes and take them away."

Although the white granulated sugar has a small body, its claws have

extraordinary power, which can grab a ton of things, and it is even more

trivial to catch humans.

Ming Lao looked at the white-haired eagle and listened to the call of

acridine.

I feel that the white-haired sand sculpture is not so reliable, but if you

have a companion, it is easy to stand here and think randomly.

Kemeng led the team members in, and the white-haired sand sculpture took out

the mobile phone from the bushy feathers, placed it on the ground, and played

with one paw.

The old man was dumbfounded, and the more I watched, the more I realized that

young people now can really play, and pets can play with mobile phones.

Within the bounds of the stele.

Kemeng relies on the sixth sense to find a sense of direction. Behind him are

Luo Yuan, Doctor Liang, and Cheng Le.

Luo Yuan pinched Kemeng's clothes, Doctor Liang pinched Luo Yuan's clothes,

and Cheng Le pinched Dr. Liang's clothes to ensure that the four were

connected in a line.

"Kemeng, how confident are you in the face of that well?" Luo originally

disagreed with Kemen's action this time. After all, this is an old case 19

years ago. The case has already been closed, and the risks are so obvious. You

should not take that risk.

"If you are sure, it should be 50-50." Kemeng didn't like to talk to the full.

It would be bad if he slapped his face.

Captain Luo's eyebrows jumped violently, and he felt unsteady enough.

At this time, Kemun found that the resistance in the body was onset, resisting

mental interference.

"Resistance +0.1"

Suddenly, the feeling of getting lost disappeared, and Kemon's sense of

direction returned.

This……

Kemon couldn't laugh or cry, it was nothing, he didn't even need the sixth

sense, he just forced it on.

The three people behind did not return to their normal sense of direction.

When they saw Ke Meng plunge into a big tree, they all subconsciously uttered

aloud and grabbed Ke Meng's clothes: "Be careful!"

"I'm okay." Kemeng reached into the tree, then backed up and stuck his head

out.

In Kemeng's vision, the front was flat, and the well could already be seen

falling there alone in front.

The three people behind didn't have a strong sense of direction, they couldn't

see, they just felt that a tree was blocking Kemeng's path.

But Kemeng passed through and plunged into the tree, and the three of them

gritted their teeth to keep up.

Before Kemeng approached the well, he walked straight to an area ten meters

away from it, and he heard extremely low voices.

At this time, the three teammates behind stopped back.

Kemon looked into the well and heard a psychedelic murmur in his ears: "Help

us!"

"We are still children, please!"

"Uncle, let's play the ball together, OK, you come down."

There were calls for help, and some girls jokingly invited Kemeng to go down

to the well.

Not to mention, these whispers have a kind of magical charm, which makes

people have the emotion of saving people, or the emotion of playing with it.

Hearing this sound, Kemeng hadn't reached the point of horror, but when he saw

the well filled with children's heads, he immediately felt that the goose

bumps were coming.

Not afraid, but instinctively disgusted, disgusting that the other person

regards children as a source of terror.

Those little children are not flesh and blood, but translucent illusions.

At first glance at the well, I saw such a terrifying picture, which is still

harmful to people's hearts, but it has limited impact on Kemon.

As mentioned earlier, ~www.mtlnovel.com~ the radio is not left at all by him,

and he suspects vigor.

This well is no exception. Kemeng stood at the edge of the well, with his head

protruding from the edge of the well, looking straight at the bottom of the

well.

Those children grinned and their illusory smiles made people feel distressed.

If they are not saved, their conscience will be very painful when they sleep

at night, and they will never be forgotten for a lifetime.

But Kemun denied: "No, you are not them, they are gone."

"And the murderer is you." After Kemeng said, the resistance in his body swept

through like a gust of wind, swept away the interference of the well on

Kemeng, and saw the evil thoughts behind the false faces.

"Resistance +0.1"

Under the well, a group of children's phantom complexion remained unchanged,

as if they hadn't heard it, and continued to make their own demands.

But it didn't work, Kemeng just watched them quietly, as if watching them

perform.

The power of mental erosion quietly attacked Kemeng, but Kemeng did not blink

his eyes.

"Resistance +0.1"

The child under the well was scared, and finally waited for a big fish to come

and contribute to the fish, but he didn't expect this man with a scarf to be

so good.

"Please, help us up!"

"No, I won't save you, because you are just a projection of the well's will."

Kemeng shook his head, and continued to stare at the illusion in the well

after speaking, without any signs of being affected.

Luo Yuan on the side was secretly surprised. Ke Meng's growth rate was the

most terrifying person he had ever seen. It was only a few days before he had

chatted with the weird objects casually in a whisper.

Hearing this, the illusion of the children in the well disappeared and turned

into an unmanned dry well, with a large layer of leaves and dust piled up,

which is its original appearance.

Kemeng was not happy anymore. Why did he persuade him? He was still expecting

to take the other party to stalk the wool.