Strange, wasn't this dried corpse still on that ancient tree just now?

At this time, I turned my head to look and found that there were two familiar figures hanging on the two trees not far away, this figure was none other than Brother Haojie.

At this moment, Brother Haojie was hanging from the tree like that, his body was swaying unconsciously with the gust of wind, and it was obvious that he had been dead for a long time.

And in another tree, I saw myself!

And the "me" who was hanging from the tree seemed to feel my own gaze, and with a gust of wind, the whole neck directly came to a 180-degree turn.

In a posture with his body facing forward and his head back, he looked at me......

Just when I felt stunned and didn't know how to respond, I suddenly felt a tightness in my body, and the dried corpse in front of me actually raised his swarthy arm full of bones and pushed me down from the well with a fierce blow!

When I came into contact with the cold water again, the first thing I saw was the soaked white hands, which once again pulled me off the top of the well!

The feeling of suffocation once again filled my nerves, and the pain of drowning was worse than killing me on the spot, and I could now finally understand why the water ghosts suddenly became so angry when they died.

This feeling of drowning is simply equivalent to a kind of torture, and it is no wonder that there was such a punishment as drowning in ancient times.

In this way, my consciousness became depressed again, but this time I no longer had any desire to live, as if death was the greatest relief for me at this moment, as long as I could get rid of the deep pain, even immediate death was a happy and undesirable thing.

In this way, I gradually sank into the depths of the well, the light above my head was unreachable for me, and in the process of falling, I didn't know how many meters I had sunk, and there was chaos around me, is this well a bottomless pit?

I watched the light above me get dimmer and dimmer, and finally it had become a star in the sky, gradually disappearing from my sight.

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I don't know how long I've been asleep when the suffocation is gone, but when I open my eyes again, the first thing that catches my eye is a bamboo bed made of pure bamboo, and what I can smell is a faint smell of incense mixed with tea.

The smell was refreshing, but within three seconds, I gritted my teeth in pain, because the pain in my back was heartbreaking, as if my entire back had been cut with a knife.

I had some difficulty trying to turn around, but when I turned my head, I suddenly felt the pain in my back more than double.

In desperation, I had no choice but to maintain such a crouching position, and gently touched it, only to find that my back had been wrapped with a thick bandage.

And the coat on my body had long since disappeared, so I had to slowly turn my head and take a general look at where I was now.

I was in a room that looked like it was made of stones, and it looked like it was some years old, and it was full of signs of erosion.

The top of the house is a mixture of bamboo and some plants and trees that I don't know, and the roof looks very light, and it should be mosquito-proof, otherwise there wouldn't be so much fragrance in the house.

On the other side of the wall is a window that is probably less than a meter wide and a meter high, and the outside of the window is not glass, but the kind of window that can stand upright and become like a wooden panel.

This kind of window is a bit similar to the upstairs window in ancient times, and you can refer to the kind of window of Pan Jinlian's house in the Water Margin.

Other than that, all I could see was the dense trees outside the window, but instead of the trunks, the trees were the tops.

That is to say, I am now in a relatively high position, and it can even be said that the height has reached the position of the canopy, so that it has to be 10 meters and 8 meters.

In this way, about 10 minutes to 20 minutes passed, and in this process, my body was also desperately adapting to the physical pain.

After all, there is still a lot of work to be done, and I have to figure out where I am now, and in case of danger, I have to get out of the way while no one has returned.

At this point, I regret a little that I didn't bring Xiaorou this time.

Because Xiaorou finally settled down, and I didn't feel at ease with Qu Yanyun herself in the store, so I left Xiaorou behind.

If I had brought Xiao Rou with me this time, maybe there wouldn't have been so many accidents, and I haven't figured out until now, which of the two hallucinations just now is real? If the first one is true, it proves that Brother Haojie has plotted against me.

But if the second one is true, it means that Brother Haojie is dead, and I don't know where I am now.

To be honest, I'm really entangled in my heart now, because I want to believe that the second one is true from the bottom of my heart, at least then, Brother Haojie didn't betray me, this kind of feeling of being stabbed in the back by my own people, not to mention how uncomfortable it is.

But such a serious injury on my back already shows that I was hit by a shotgun bullet to have such a serious injury now, which proves even more that it was none other than Brother Haojie who shot me just now.

If that's the case, I don't dare to imagine what will happen next, after all, this time I came to Thailand by Brother Haojie, and all his whereabouts are completely under his control.

Calculated in this way, it can be figured out why Kong Chai showed so many doubts, but Brother Haojie always turned a deaf ear.

But what is Brother Haojie's purpose in doing this? This makes me simply incomprehensible, you must know that my life was saved by Brother Haojie before, and he was very helpful to me.

If Brother Haojie wanted to kill me, he wouldn't need to go to such great lengths at all, he didn't save me at the beginning, so why bothered him so much.

And the most important, and the point I can't figure out the most, if Brother Haojie really wants to kill me, what is his motive for killing?