Chapter 135 - Bottom of the Well (2/2)

“Come on, Pei Hu, you’re with me.” Wang Wenlong departed, and even though Pei Hu did not want to follow, it would be worse if he was left behind all alone.

“There doesn’t seem to be anything scary here.”

Wang Wenlong and Pei Hu reached the end of the path. The two looked at each other and saw the surprise reflected in each other’s eyes. The corridor split in two again!

At the narrow end of one path was an old well, and the other led to a room with the number 303 hung on the door.

“Let’s go together.” Pei Hu grabbed Wang Wenlong’s arm tightly.

“Okay.” Wang Wenlong looked into the distance. “Why do you think there’s a well at the end of the road?”

“An actor playing a ghost probably hides in there.”

“Most likely. The Haunted House’s boss likes to hide the nametags in scary places, so I believe there has to be at least one inside the well.” Wang Wenlong was certain. “Come on, let’s go take a look.”

The two of them walked to the well and peered in. The well was about two meters deep. Wang Wenlong took out his phone to shine the light into the well. As he expected, two nametags sat at the bottom of the well.

“This is too easy.” Pei Hu took a step back. Jumping into the well to take the nametags was definitely not something he would do.

“Be careful. We didn’t come across any scares along the way, so this well must have its own traps and secrets.” Wang Wenlong leaned against the well and shone the flashlight at every corner, but he did not find anything weird looking. It really did look like a normal, old well.

“Have I overestimated the boss?” Wang Wenlong let his guard down. After all, there were so many nametags; to set a trap for each of them would be too difficult.

He passed the phone to Pei Hu. “You stay above the well and hold the light for me. I’ll go into the well to collect the nametags.”

“Okay.” Pei Hu sighed in relief. As long as he did not have to go down the well, he was good with anything. After all, with his size, it would be difficult for him to even get down the well.

Wang Wenlong’s frame was small but fit; it looked like he trained daily. “Pei Hu, if you dare run away on your own when I’m down there, I’ll skin you alive after we leave this Haunted House.”

“What kind of person do you think I am? Do you think I would do something like that?” Pei Hu looked insulted. “You guys keep underestimating me. I’ll prove myself, and you’ll see.”

Before he finished, Wang Wenlong jumped into the well.

The dark well looked deeper from the inside. This observation was the most obvious to Wang Wenlong. “Is it me or had this well gotten deeper?”

He had a soft landing because the bottom of the well was covered with sand. “Looks like I was right. The Haunted House’s boss planned for people to jump inside the well or else he wouldn’t have placed the layer of soft sand to soften the impact.”

He examined the well wall. Some places were slippery while other spots had claw marks like someone had been buried alive and left the marks behind as they tried to claw their way out.

“This is quite creepy.” Wang Wenlong looked above him and suddenly it felt like the mouth of well had moved further away from him.