Wenbin took another look at those patterns, shouted toward the above: "it is all right, continue to put me down." The above Yichao answered, two people began to cooperate together, the speed was very slow. As the depth gradually deepened, gradually, the figure of Wenbin Zha has started not clear, and after a while, only the top of the head of the spotlight can be seen.
In the beginning, Yichao stopped every five meters. Wenbin pulled the rope vigorously to represent that it was safe and he could continue to put it down. If pulling two times would mean that he need to stop; three times would be that he has reached the end. If it was a constant shaking of the rope, means he's in danger down there, so they need to be pulled up immediately. As it gets deeper and deeper, Yichao stopped almost every meter, it becomes to check the signal for every meter Wenbin went down.
And what about Wenbin Zha down there? What did he find down there? What's really going on down there, we need to adjust our sights.
Wenbin Zha saw patterns at the beginning of the well, so he began to pay attention to the wall of this ancient well. The deeper down the well, the more the water eroded, and the colour of the good wall gradually changed from the grey and white above to brown. However, the moss began to decrease gradually with depth. There is another point, the lower it went, the stronger the airflow from the bottom to the top. At the depth of about 50 meters, the wind was strong enough to blow the Bagua bag hanging on the chest. Compared with the outside air, the fresh air brought by those air currents was actually better. After inhaling into the mouth, soon the tip of the tongue was still tinged with sweetness, allowing Wenbin Zha to slightly relax his originally nervous body. The human instinct is always to see bitter, sour and smelly as a sign of danger, sweet and fragrant as a means of safety.
One thing that has not changed from beginning to end is that his eyes never left the shaft wall. There are obvious artificial gouges on the ancient rocks. With a little care, he can still reconstruct the Labor scene of digging the ancient well at that time. Every three meters or so, there are some similar but very simple line patterns, most of which are some fish, birds and trees. Occasionally, one or two human-shaped patterns flash by, what impresses Wenbin most is the pattern where a person with huge eyes and huge ears, because these lines are very rough, Wenbin only takes a short look and then remembers in his mind.
After about 100 meters, Wenbin suddenly discovered a secret. This ancient well was originally dug by human hand. Although the traces left after years of erosion, they are still clearly visible. After 100 meters, the direction of digging on the shaft wall began to change.
In the beginning, the direction of the shaft was from top to bottom, and all the gouges were from top to bottom, which undoubtedly proved that when people were digging the shaft, the direction of the force was from top to bottom, thus leaving such marks.
A hundred meters later, Wenbin Zha found that those marks changed to thin on the top and thick at the bottom. Almost there was a very clear separation on the change of the Chisel marks, what does this mean? Could it be that when the ancient well was dug, it was divided into two groups, one from the ground of the village, and the other from the underground, which was hundreds of meters deep? Leaving aside how those men got down the underground, the flow of air proved that there was a space beneath that they had not discovered. But to ensure an ancient well ran along a line that was almost vertical, and it was dug from the two ends to the middle, which cannot be achieved even in geological exploration and drawing design of modern society!
While Wenbin was astounded by such a project, the frescoes on the walls gradually began to change. The original patterns of birds and fish had disappeared, and a new pattern had appeared: worms; the originally bare trees started to have left. Almost as the gouges changes, these patterns change.
And Yichao and Xiong Zhuo who were above the well cannot see the light anymore, as Wenbin went deeper and deeper, leaving them except the heavy rope, there is no other information. Fortunately, their communication still exists every one meter, but the feeling of pulling from the rope is getting weaker and weaker, it is almost impossible to feel the pulling force. The pulling force of a person 100 meters below has been scattered along by the long rope, they never thought of this before!
Yichao looked at the scale drawn on the rope in his hand and calculated the depth Wenbin went down was about 200 meters. With care, there was still a faint feeling in his palm of the signal transmitted up from below. Two men were concentrated on holding the rope in their hands, neither of them had noticed that a tremendous change had begun to take place around them!
Xiong Zhuo is a heavy smoker. It has been two hours since Wenbin went down the well. He hasn't had a chance to smoke yet. Now he is addicted to smoking, took the gap where two of them were exchanging signals, he impatient took out two wrinkled cigarettes from his pocket and lit up immediately: "Yichao, I have prepared you a good cigarette, here you go."
Yichao looked back and said, hey, Xiong Zhuo has begun to smoke at the moment. Right, it's time to have a cigarette and relax. Just as he turned to get a cigarette, he suddenly stopped and stood there. The cigarette hanging from Xiong Zhuo's mouth was almost burned out, but Yichao was still didn't move, staring at Xiong Zhuo's head without blinking. Xiong Zhuo was a bit embarrassed: "Yichao, why you are staring at me? What do you think about there? You didn't take a puff on this cigarette, it was completely wasted. You don't like my cigarette? When I was a soldier in Tibet, I don't have a cigarette, can only pick up the leftover cigarette from the commander and smoked it. Now you pick on this, if you don't want smoke, I'll throw it away.��
He threw cigarette butt in a habitual motion, he didn't throw it to the front, only threw it behind him. The cigarette butt was thrown a few meters away, following the trend, his head also twisted, where Yichao on the other side was still in the same position. He seemed saw something and turned around, Xiong Zhuo startled: "My God, is that the Qifeng Mountain my dad mentioned?"
Not far behind them stood a huge mountain, straight as a black dragon, rising from the ground, with a few white clouds floating on the mountainside. From a distance, there were even cranes flying through it, like the land of the Immortals depicted in the painting! After saw this, two of them not only forgot to smoke, even forgot that Wenbin was waiting for them to put down the rope!
Wenbin down the well was wonder how the rope suddenly stopped, he pulled the rope hardly, but there was no reaction. His first thought was, "no, something happened, are two boys in danger again?" He didn't hear any sound, can't it be the same as Leader Wang and the girl who disappeared for no reason? Thinking that he couldn't go up or down the old well, he was already very worried. But he didn't know two young men above are now watching an amazing scene which they never saw before.
Yichao was completely amazed, he then remembered that Wenbin was still hanging in the well. He woke Xiong Zhuo, who was just as addicted to the beautiful scenery as he was and told him to put down the rope quickly. At the moment, Wenbin below was getting mad with anxiety and was trying to climb up by himself. All of a sudden the rope began to fall again, just as it had done before, which made him feel relieved. He thought in his mind, maybe because these two young men have been staying for a long time, and was having a rest there.
Yichao slanting his head and shouted to Xiong Zhuo: "Xiong Zhuo, did your father say Qifeng Mountain is surrounded by clouds all year round? It is full of miasma, and there is a poisonous snake, right? You should take a good look at it, it's a fairyland up there! Such a nice place was just described by him as a hell on earth! I think your father must have done something bad here and been driven out by the villagers."
Xiong Zhuo stiffened his neck and showed no sign of weakness, "you can't talk like this. My mother and my sister are still up there. If that's the case, how come my dad can't find them? Even if my father is a braggart, he wouldn't make fun of his wife and children."
Indeed, Yichao thought it, this is really the case honestly. Even if Laohan Zhuo wants to brag, he doesn't need to take his wife and children as an example. Well, there is only one possibility, what Laohan Zhuo said is true, Qifeng Mountain perhaps was originally hiding in the clouds and fog, like the first time they saw, how come they can see it today? Is the mountain God being kind? Seeing them here, then take off the veil to welcome them?