Supernatural Live: Please Stop Talking

"After walking a few steps, my heart suddenly moved, and I turned back again, and asked: Sir, apart from the woman who committed suicide by jumping off the building last week, has anything else happened in this small building over the years? For example Suicide, homicide, or something?"

"Listen to me."

"The old man narrowed his eyes: Yes, there is, but that was all before liberation, and it has been decades."

"As soon as this remark came out, I immediately knew there was something going on, and sat down next to him."

"The old man told us that in this area, there has been a story circulating for decades, and the old households who have lived nearby all know that before liberation, the owner of this Yanglou was a capitalist who ran a spinning mill.

One night, for some unknown reason, this man climbed to the top of the building and committed suicide by jumping off the building!His head hit the cement floor downstairs, and his brains burst on the spot! "

"I frowned slightly and asked: Sir, did this happen before or after liberation?"

"The uncle thought about it for a while and said: Probably before liberation, I was still a child at that time, and when the capitalists were in mourning, I followed the adults to watch the excitement, leaning on the wall to look inside. At that time, this was not a road. There are not so many buildings, including the land we are sitting on now, which are all other people's houses.

There were quite a few people watching the fun that day, and they all leaned on the wall to look in, and couldn't be pushed away. "

"Liu Zheng on the side immediately became excited and pulled me aside, his face was full of excitement, and his lips trembled like the leaves of the sycamore tree above our heads."

"He swallowed hard, and then said: Look, what I said, it must be the capitalist who jumped off the building and possessed my wife. Do the math, the time before liberation is about 62 years now. , and the time is right!"

"His speech speed is getting faster and faster: that box must really exist, it must have been buried by him before his death, if nothing happens, it will still be in place now, just think about it, it will make that dead ghost remember it for more than 60 years , the things inside must be unusual."

"When he was talking, I didn't make a sound, because I was also thinking about the box."

"Like an eagle, it hovered in my mind, and it was opened again and again beautifully. This time it contained gold bars, next time it contained jewelry, and again it was rare jade objects..."

"It took a lot of effort to blow them out of my head."

"I looked at Liu Zheng and said: Let's go back to our respective homes first, and we will talk about things tomorrow."

"Liu Zheng wanted to say something, but I turned around and walked quickly to my Santana 2000 across the road."

The story ends here.

Netizens' curiosity was also firmly grasped.

Everyone began to look forward to the subsequent development of the plot.

[Anchor, I didn't expect you to be dishonest before. 】

[It's so fucking true, the story told by the anchor is really full of empathy! 】

[One day with a knife in hand, I will slaughter all the dogs in the world! ! 】

[Anchor, take a few sips of water less, who the hell can stand up to your ups and downs! 】

[That's right, don't be so lazy, keep going!What is in this box? 】

[If you don't start talking again, I will cancel it! ! 】

Lin Xiao ignored the barrage, but took a sip of water on his own.

"The next morning, I drove to the small western-style building again. This time I was alone, and I didn't notify Liu Zheng."

"I tossed and turned in the middle of the night last night and couldn't sleep. I recalled Liu Zheng's words. I remembered a sentence about the place where the box was buried... in a well somewhere?"

"The old shoe repairer is still sitting there."

"It seems that since we left yesterday, he has never left."

"Today is a good day, no wind, the air is calm and clean, the sky is as blue as it has been scrubbed, and the sun is splashing everywhere."

"After saying hello, I sat down on the small bench beside him like an acquaintance."

"I asked him a question: Is there a well in the courtyard of the capitalist who committed suicide?"

"well?"

"The old man raised his head and stared at me, frowning his white brows and staring at me."

"I nodded, and made a circle with my arms, imitating the shape of the wellhead: yes, the old-fashioned well."

"The old man didn't speak for the first time. He forced an awl through the upper of a wedge-heeled women's shoe, and his two old hands trembled slightly due to the force."

"After a long time, he finally said: Yes."

"Are you sure?"

"To be honest, my mood at that time was really too excited."

"But the next second, the old man lowered his head and stopped talking to me."

"I can't wait: After so many years, the well is long gone, right? Can you still identify the approximate location?"

"The old man didn't look at me, but asked directly: What is the argument? The well is still there, but it has dried up long ago and has been covered with stone slabs. The land used to be the backyard of the Water Conservancy Bureau. Is it going to build a residential building, and it is surrounded by boards without seeing it? I guess the well should also be filled."

"I looked at the covered base and the small western-style building standing next to the construction site."

"It was a windfall for me."

"did not expect……"

"There really is a well!!"

"Furthermore, the well not only exists for real, but has existed until today more than 60 years later, so does that also mean that the box is also evolving from illusion to reality?"

"Could he really be lying down in the well? What's in his belly?"