After A Xiao finished telling everything.

He held the blood-stained floral skirt tightly in his hand.

Shi Qian knew at this time that the blood on it was not hers, but her mother's.

No wonder A Xiao’s previous fragmentary memories only remembered that there was a dazzling white light in front of him, and then he was surrounded by warmth.

It turned out... she died in her mother's arms.

After listening to the full story, Shi Qian could only sigh slightly.

A Xiao, who was sitting by the bed, looked at her skirt and tears couldn't help but slide down again.

Then he carefully picked up Shi Qian's corner of his clothes and wiped it.

Shi Qian didn't have much to see A Xiao so sad.

Anyway, the ghost's tears will not leave any traces, so let her go.

"Don't you remember what happened after that?" Shi Qian asked slowly after A Xiao's mood relaxed a lot.

A Xiao sucked hard a few times, then shook his head.

Obviously, what she said was all the memories that were restored.

"So where is this village? Is there really a ghost in that well?"

"I don't know, I don't remember it. I only know that this village is called Fengkou, and the child who tricked me into going down the well was called Zhang Dongpeng."

"There was a very beautiful woman in the well."

"I'm not sure she's a ghost or something."

"But she ate my face."

A Xiao's body trembled a little. Although he was already a ghost body, he still couldn't withstand the horror that the well brought to him in the depths of his memory.

Especially, his mother also died in the well.

After that, she never had any memory of the village and that well.

Tears as big as beans slid down A Xiao's cheeks and dripped onto the floral skirt.

Shi Qian didn't know how to comfort her.

"Strange well, the woman in the well who ate A Xiao's face." He felt a little scared just by listening like this.

This well is very strange. Through A Xiao's narration, Shi Qian even felt that the children at that time were also affected by ghosts.

This is impossible to investigate.

"Then do you still remember what your mother looks like?" Shi Qian suddenly thought of Mr. Su's identity. If he knew A Xiao's mother's appearance, he might be able to find the woman who died at the bottom of the well through the character description.

But A Xiao shook his head.

She only remembers that her mother was very beautiful, although she was not as beautiful as the woman at the bottom of the well.

But in A Xiao's heart, no one can compare to his mother.

But no matter how she thinks about it, she can't remember what her mother looks like.

Shi Qian patted A Xiao on the shoulder.

Although A Xiao's body was very cold, his hands were already used to this coldness.

It even makes you feel more comfortable than the body temperature of ordinary people.

The evil spirit is becoming more and more serious.

So the only clues left in this story are village name and the little boy Pengpeng who led the incident.

But if you rely on a nickname to find someone, it is even better to look for a needle in a haystack.

Fengkou Village.

The name of this village is also very strange.

Shi Qian walked to the table, turned on the computer, and directly entered these three words in the search bar.

A row of search results suddenly appeared.

Although the name is strange, there are many results displayed, but many of them are similar words.

For example, Fengkou Village, Fengkou Village and so on.

It is truly called Fengkou Village.

There are only a few.

None of them is in the Harbor Area, and there are not even a few surrounding cities.

The closest one is still far away in the north, close to the Susha area, with ice and snow all year round.

Obviously it is impossible to be Fengkou Village where A Xiao is located.

A Xiao walked to Shi Qian's side and looked at the opened pictures, which were about the appearance of these named Fengkou Village.

There are some villagers working in the photo.

But A Xiao next to him could only shake his head.

She had no impression of these people, including these buildings.

"These are not the villages I remember." A Xiao shook his head blankly, and the floral skirt in his hand was clenched into a ball.

Soon, Shi Qian checked all the keywords and none of them were the original village that A Xiao knew.

Even if I don’t know how many years have passed in my memory.

But no matter how you change, there will be no big changes in the landform.

Suddenly, when Qian was about to close the page, he noticed a related news about the pop-up of Fengkou Village.

There is no Fengkou Village in the title, but it is mentioned in the small words below.

"Thirty-five years ago, a village disappeared overnight, and the whole village seemed to have been erased from the map. The original address of the village had sunk for about ten meters, like a crater."

Immediately afterwards, a black and white photo hangs below.

This news did not have much viewed, and in the early years, there were countless news about the federal sensationalism.

In the end, it’s all about irrelevant reasons.

So most of the remarks in this post are trolls.

"Editor, are you stupid when you are readers? You sink ten meters? Why don't you say you go to the center of the earth?"

"It disappeared overnight, fooling around."

"Fengkou Village? It sounds like it's written. It's such a title party! I won't believe in this kind of silly news anymore."

But now it’s different. There are ghosts in this world now, so behind those strange things, it’s very likely that the evil ghosts are at work!

And A Xiao next to him, when he saw Shi Qian opening the black and white photo, his eyes suddenly vibrated.

"This is Fengkou Village! I remember, you look at the upper right corner of the photo, which is the mountain behind the woods at that time! The gap formed by the gathering of several hills is like a huge bowl!"

Following the direction of A Xiao's finger, Shi Qian saw that there were several small hills not far from the huge pit.

"I remember clearly where the sun sets at that time, it was between these mountains."

A Xiao confirmed again.

But there are only deep pits in the photo, and the village cannot be seen. She can only judge by these few hills that look like shapes.

Shi Qian's fingers holding the mouse trembled slightly.

Take a deep breath.

Asked.

"A Xiao, do you still remember how deep that well is?"

A Xiao's body stiffened.

"It looks like about ten meters."

really……

If this news is true, then the depth of the disappearance of this village happens to be the depth of the well!

In other words, the entire village disappeared along with the well!

"It's really a supernatural event."

But where did this village go? Shi Qian suddenly remembered something.

The last thing he encountered about Wang Genshuo was in the thriller copy, and Wang Genshuo's story about A Xiao was also told by the silver-haired grandma in Tianhu Village more than 30 years ago.

"Can't it be that the whole village has entered the world of thriller games?"

Shi Qian was frightened by the idea that suddenly appeared in him.

He even remembered that his first copy was in the company where he worked, which was simply reality.
To be continued...