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Now it is certain that the living soul was lost by the pond, but how will he get the soul back?If it's a glass of water or a bag of grain, you can take something back, but how can a person's soul be brought back?

Wei Junxing scratched his head and thought about it for a long time, and suddenly remembered that when a child was sick, the adults always said that the child was scared out of his wits, and usually took a bowl, filled it with half a bowl of water, and then called the person's name around the village, saying yes call the soul.

Thinking of this, Wei Junxing didn't care whether it was useful or not. He got up and went to the kitchen to find a white porcelain bowl, filled it with half a bowl of water, took it out of the yard, and came to the pond in the center of the village.

The water surface in the pond returned to its original calm, and the smashed bluestone well platform also returned to its original appearance, just like the bloody sacrifice last night, the life-and-death battle never existed.

The sun-whitened surface of the water glistened with waves, looking unreal and blurred.

Holding a bowl, Wei Junxing walked around the pond, calling, "He Jingshuo, you're home. He Jingshuo, you're home."

Fortunately, it was in a dream. If in reality, someone saw such a young man wandering by the water with a white bowl and calling other people's names, he would be taken as a lunatic and arrested.

There was a lot of moss under the shady tree by the pond, and it was slippery to walk on. Wei Junxing carefully walked on it with a bowl in his hand, calling He Jingshuo's name incessantly.

But he took the bowl around the pond, but the water in the bowl didn't change at all. He didn't know whether the living soul would react with the water, and how could he judge whether the living soul could come back?

Childhood memories are sometimes incomplete and unreal, and he doubts whether he imagined them. This method is simply to find comfort for himself.

Holding the bowl, he sat back under the saponin tree in frustration, bowed his head and called He Jingshuo's name twice. For a moment, he seemed to hear the sound of water drops falling.

Wei Junxing lowered his head and saw that the water in the bowl seemed to be swaying. He was afraid that he was wrong, so he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, trying to confirm it, but he only saw a touch of calm water.

Strangely, white smoke from the first floor fluttered from the well platform next to him, lingering from left to right, as if he was waving to him.

Wei Junxing rubbed his eyes again, convinced that he was right this time, he squatted down, and asked Bai Yan eagerly,

"He Jingshuo is that you? Is that you?"

Before he finished speaking, he had already stretched out his hand towards Bai Yan. Wei Junxing felt a chill at his fingertips, and Bai Yan swayed faintly, and instantly retracted into the well.

Wei Junxing felt dizzy for a while, and his body fell into the well together.

The chill in the well was even thicker. Wei Junxing turned around and changed himself into a thicker piece of clothing. He thought he had fallen into the well, but in fact he only saw a dark passage in front of him, and the opening of the passage was his Falling position.

There seemed to be light at the end of the passage. Wei Junxing raised his hand to touch it, and touched the somewhat slippery stone wall, which was similar to the bluestone by the well platform, and the feeling was also slippery under his feet.

Holding on to the stone wall, he groped toward the bright light with one foot deep and one shallow foot. He had just walked a dozen steps when he suddenly heard a sound of frolicking, and then a shrill voice shouted,

"Officer, come quickly, come quickly."

Then another thick voice sounded,

"I'm coming, don't run away,"

Wei Junxing walked forward involuntarily, wanting to find out why this voice sounded so familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, and the light that lit up in the distance seemed to have a deep affection for him. lure.

It was cold all around him, and the depths of his feet were different, as if he was walking in a soft and slippery ice kiln. Finally, he walked into the light source and saw a pavilion with a hexagonal red roof.

Countless cyan gauzes hang down around the pavilion, illuminated by the dim lights inside, the lamps and shadows are whirling like a dream, and two chasing figures, one red and one white, appear dimly in the gauze.

Wei Junxing chased after the white figure running ahead. The man was wearing a white veil, a broad robe with a broad belt, and his eyes and eyebrows looked very much like He Jingshuo.

It's just that he tapped his beaded lips, painted Emei, and put a small jasmine flower between his eyebrows, which was carefully outlined with a gold pen, making it difficult to distinguish male and female, extremely charming and confusing.

The red-clothed man chasing after him, with starry eyes, straight nose and wide mouth, and the red-clothed man running towards the white shadow.

Wei Junxing was in a trance for a while, he couldn't tell who was who, he just felt that the man in red was himself, and he was chasing after the white shadow as clear as cedar with a fiery red body.

He stretched his arms around the man's slender waist and pulled him into his arms. He bent down and kissed those petal-like lips. It was as sweet as falling into a honeypot, so sweet that he felt that he was Been running around on this all my life.

But as soon as he turned his face, the person in his arms suddenly opened his eyes, and the eyes like ink were covered with layers of frost. Wei Junxing only felt a heat in his chest, and a gleaming dagger had already pierced into his chest.

He Jingshuo's face suddenly changed. Instead of a white nose and mouth that grew on the golden section line, he replaced it with a pair of bulging eyes and a blue face with a big mouth. He croaked twice towards Wei Junxing ,

"Young man, it's time to wake up from the dream."

The sound was like rough gravel scraping across the well platform.

Wei Junxing woke up suddenly, and opened his eyes again. There was no gauze pavilion, but it was still an old muddy well, and a bulging-eyed toad in red stood opposite.

Wei Junxing didn't know how to deal with the embarrassment of this place for a while, why did he have such charming thoughts, and was looked at by such an ugly monster.

He pushed away the cold toad spirit and shook his dizzy head.

"Who are you? What exactly do you want?"

Holding the folding fan in his sleeve, he met Toad's face provocatively. This blue-green face with wide mouth, big nose, and swollen eyes was simply indescribably ugly.

She was still wearing a red gauze dress, with a bulging belly like a pregnancy in October, through the gauze dress, you can still see the green skin inside, how disgusting it is.

The toad appeared in front of Wei Junxing unexpectedly, if he hadn't been a little out of his wits just now, he might have been scared out of his wits too.

He remembered that when he was a child, there was a legend about the toad fairy in the well. It is said that there lived a toad fairy with a big belly in this well, who could swallow the whole water in the well in one mouthful.

When there is a drought, he spits out the water in his stomach to quench everyone's thirst, and when it is flooded, he sucks the excess water into his stomach for storage.Therefore, regardless of drought or flood, the water level in this well is always at a constant level.

The water well supplies water for the whole village, and the hard work has paid off, and there is always water in the well, and it is all relying on the protection of the toad fairy, so the villagers worship the toad fairy as the water god. Every Chinese New Year, there is a custom of going to the well to worship the toad fairy .