A young man was carrying a black handbag. He was wearing a beige sweatshirt and had a light buzz cut.
He stretched out his right arm and stopped a passing taxi.
The taxi stopped.
As the car glass rolled down, a woman with deep pupils poked her head out and asked, "Where are you going?"
Ye Xuan walked up to the woman, took out a simple map from his arms, pointed at the sign and said: "This location!" This map is exactly the location of the ancient well.
After reading the map, the woman gave him a strange look.
Ye Xuan touched his nose and asked with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong?"
The woman shook her head.
"Get in the car!"
Looking at the woman who retracted her head, Ye Xuan shrugged, took a step back, opened the car door, got in, and carefully placed the suitcase next to him.
Glancing at all this in the rearview mirror, the woman started the car and said with a smile: "What kind of valuables are you treating with such care?"
"hehe!"
"nothing!"
Ye Xuan laughed haha.
The woman smiled and shook her head.
Ye Xuan put his left hand on the suitcase, sniffing the body scent of the person in front of him, and frowned slightly. He always felt that he had seen this female driver somewhere before.
At least, there is definitely such a person in the brain.
But I couldn't remember it for the moment.
He glanced around and suddenly noticed the books placed on the right side of the woman. The three characters "Economics" were printed on the cover. He couldn't help but asked curiously: "Do you like reading books like this?"
The woman silently put the book into the storage box.
"Nothing, just some interest!"
Ye Xuan smiled and said: "Then your interests are somewhat special!"
"Haha!" The woman laughed dryly.
"correct."
"What's wrong?" The woman's hands shook, and there was a hint of fear in her eyes.
Ye Xuan saw it very clearly in the rearview mirror and smiled bitterly. In fact, he had noticed something was wrong with the female driver's liver from the smell from the moment he got in the car.
It's just that women are so timid.
He didn't know what to say for a moment.
The two of them also became taciturn, only the scenery outside the window kept changing.
Half an hour later.
"arrive."
Following the woman's reminder, the taxi slowly stopped in an ancient alley. Ye Xuan looked at the alley. He knew that through this narrow alley, he could enter the old house with the ancient well.
"A total of two hundred and eightyuan!"
The woman's voice suddenly interrupted Ye Xuan's thoughts. He scratched his head and smiled, took out two hundred and ten yuan from his pocket and handed it to the other party. When he saw the other party opened the drawer and was about to find change, he quickly smiled and waved his hand: "
No need, it’s just two yuan, there’s nothing to change.”
However.
The woman still found two dollars and handed them to Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan smiled bitterly, took the money, and said seriously as he got out of the car: "By the way, beauty, let me remind you, you are sick."
"Huh?" The woman was stunned.
Ye Xuan knew that what he just said was ambiguous, so he explained awkwardly: "I mean, there is something wrong with your liver. You should take the time to go to the hospital for a checkup, otherwise it will be more troublesome."
The woman's face darkened rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Thanks for reminding!"
"Any thing else?"
Ye Xuan understood that the other party didn't believe it, but he couldn't say any more. He touched his nose and said, "No more!"
The words just fell.
The yellow taxi sped off into the night and soon disappeared.
Ye Xuan gave a bitter smile, turned around and looked at the dark alley in front of him, his face gradually becoming serious. Since the ancient well was made by his father and disappeared after he left it, perhaps the reason for the disappearance has a lot to do with the ancient well.
After thinking for a while.
Ye Xuan stepped forward and walked inside. There were no street lights on both sides, only some light at the end. As the light continued to expand, the scene under the moonlight slowly became clearer.
The end of the alley is the same as on the map.
It has been developed into a tourist attraction, with a total of thirty-two ancient houses. Each ancient house is a relic of the previous dynasty, and one of them, the ancient house No. 28, is Ye Xuan's destination.
The ancient well is hiding in it.
Ye Xuan walked forward under the moonlight and counted the house numbers carefully. After a while, he arrived at the gate of the ancient house No. 28.
Historic houses and other general.
Under the eaves of the green tiles, the vermilion doors on both sides are ajar, with a string of heavy iron chains hanging on the knocking ring, and a moss-covered wall surrounding it.
Ye Xuan glanced at the wall.
After changing into his night clothes, he hid his suitcase in the bushes at his feet and ran towards the wall in three steps and then two steps. When he approached the wall, he tiptoed lightly and jumped over with his whole body.
, falling lightly onto the grass in the yard.
The surrounding decoration is quite traditional, almost the same as the promotional pictures.
Logically speaking, the ancient well is in the courtyard.
However, Ye Xuan glanced at it, not to mention the ancient well, except for a few crooked hanging-neck trees and weeds all over the ground, not a single hair was seen.
Not to mention the ancient well.
Ye Xuan searched the small place two or three times before finally stopping and looking at the dark manhole cover on the ground in front of him, he couldn't help but feel speechless.
"Is this a dry well? Isn't this a sewer?"
Ye Xuan bent down and stretched out his hand, his palm just touched the manhole cover.
Suddenly, a gust of wind came quickly in my ears.
"who?"
Ye Xuan, who was suddenly startled, quickly turned around, only to see a shadow of a fist coming quickly like thunder. His eyes changed drastically and he quickly backed away.
However, the fist shadow suddenly turned around and continued to move in a strange arc, hitting the abdomen heavily.
boom!
Feeling the pain in his stomach, Ye Xuan's face suddenly turned pale, and sweat broke out on his forehead. He raised his head and saw clearly who the owner of the fist shadow was.
An old man.
An old man wearing a gray bunt.
Ye Xuan covered his stomach and asked, "Who are you?"
An ugly smile appeared on the old man's orange-peel face, "Haha, you've already investigated the dry well, and you still ask me who I am? Young man, I'm old, but I'm not stupid!"
Ye Xuan knew it was a misunderstanding and quickly said: "Old man, I broke in unintentionally, and I hope you won't blame me!"
However, the old man seemed not to have heard. He took a step forward, turned his fist into a palm, and struck straight at him.
"Bang bang bang!"
Three sonic booms sounded in the air.
Ye Xuan's eyes changed intensely.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Old man, if you keep doing this, don't blame me for being ruthless."
However, the old man didn't pay attention, and instead used his hands and feet to move more violently.
Every punch and kick has the potential to break the wind.
Ye Xuan was also a little miserable.
In the end, he also took action, but what surprised him was that the old man's internal strength was as surging as the ocean, which was completely unlike the power possessed by an octogenarian.