Day and night tour

Chapter 85: Well Wall Temple Wall
The diary was turning pages one by one, slowly at first. When the pages were turned to be perpendicular to the table, it was as if an invisible hand was holding the paper, pausing for half a second before turning the page.

Gradually, the speed of turning the pages increased significantly, the sense of pause disappeared, and then the pages turned more and more smoothly, until when I had turned half of the book, it suddenly stopped at that page and stopped turning...

Turning the pages of the diary and Zhou Xuan closing his eyes to meditate on the blood well were two different things, but the rhythm between the two was secretly in sync.

——In Zhou Xuan's mind, the image of the blood well did not form smoothly. At first, he could hardly think clearly. He had clearly seen the images of "snow, temple, and blood well", but the image that appeared in his mind was extremely chaotic, like dozens of inks mixed together, with no shape, only chaotic blocks of color.

After passing this stage, the picture condition is much better, at least the picture has a general shape, but part of the picture is broken and damaged.

He needed to control his mind, like a puzzle, to find the remaining fragments of the picture from the depths of his memory, and then piece them into the image one by one.

The moment the fight was over, the image of the blood well suddenly became bright and clear.

The solemn temple painted white by snow, the ancient well, the wellhead stained with blood, and the fluttering snowflakes that fell half a meter above the wellhead were stained red by the blood.

When Zhou Xuan first saw this well, he just felt that the scene was strange.

After going through so many things, when he saw the blood well again, he felt a sense of beauty. The contrast between red and white, blood and nature, contained an inexplicable harmony in the conflict. Zhou Xuan actually wanted to get closer to take a look.
As soon as the thought came to his mind, he stepped into the picture - the feeling was similar to that of walking into a secret realm of divine inspiration.

However, unlike the "strict" feeling of the Shenqi Secret Realm, the Blood Well Secret Realm is more free and the feeling is much more real.

Snowflakes floated on his face and neck like cotton wool, and the slight coolness made him blur whether this was just a secret place in his mind, or a real place somewhere in Jingguo.

At this time, he had walked to the side of the well and reached out to touch the stone at the mouth of the well. The blood was very fishy, ​​and the stone surface was cold, delicate and smooth.

"Boom!"

The blood well was restless inside, and the walls of the well were pounded by the surging blood, making a drum sound. When he heard it, he felt a long-lost sense of familiarity.

Zhou Xuan stretched his hand above the wellhead as if he were meeting an old friend, waiting for a response.

"clatter!"

After the blood hit the wall of the well, it bounced back into a blood flower and landed squarely on the back of his hand.

He reached his hand deeper, and the blood surged again, wrapping around his hand tightly.

Zhou Xuan suddenly had a feeling that he had formed some kind of tacit connection with the blood well.

"I feel your presence."

Zhou Xuan murmured. At this moment, the Blood Well was no longer an empty concept to him.

He took two steps forward on his own initiative. Jingdeng said that if one wanted to use the power of the blood well, one needed to take the initiative to embrace it.

Zhou Xuan did not trust the well light, but now his body automatically had a strong urge to take a look inside the well.

He lay on the stones with his hands, lowered his head and looked into the well, and saw that each of the stones on the inner side of the well wall had a human face.

The faces and expressions were different, but they all had their eyes closed. There were old people, women, men, children, compassion, anger, pity, sadness... Many faces seemed to sense that there were people at the wellhead, and they all raised their eyelids and looked upwards.

Zhou Xuan felt the gaze, but the gaze did not come from the faces on the wall of the well, because they did not have eyeballs at all, and their eye sockets were empty...

"It seems like there are a lot of people watching me from behind?"

Zhou Xuan looked back suddenly, only to find that all the snow in the temple had melted without him noticing.

The inner walls of the gloomy temple are actually covered with eyes.

Their eyelids are very similar in color to the mottled walls, and it is difficult to distinguish them when they are not blinking, but when their eyeballs are on the wall, the color is particularly bright.

These eyes were looking at Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan had a strange thought - this temple might not have existed before, it seemed to have grown out of a well.

The temple is part of the Blood Well. The snow covered the temple because the Blood Well did not want strangers to see the truth.

Now that the snow has melted, Zhou Xuan can see the eyes of the temple, and the blood well has initially accepted his connection.

The eyes on the wall sensed Zhou Xuan's thoughts, closed in unison, and then opened, indicating that they agreed with his point of view.

After Zhou Xuan sensed the kindness of the "eyes", he remembered the purpose of his coming to the Blood Well - to ask for divination.

He now clearly understood that his eyes communicated with him without words. As long as he had any doubts in his mind, the other party would know it.

He kept the question in his mind - what was the promotion ceremony like when I lit two incense sticks?

Countless pairs of eyes on the wall were looking in all directions. The gazes of some eyes were invisible to Zhou Xuan from his angle, but the gazes he could see were full of depth and remoteness, as if the "eyes" could see a dimension beyond reality.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but all the eyes withdrew their gazes and closed one after another, leaving only one eye open.

This eye is extremely small, with a large and round pupil and little white; it is a child's eye.

The child stared at Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan also stared at him.

When they looked at each other, Zhou Xuan saw a picture - he was lying on the ground, with two fist-sized blood holes on his chest, his head tilted, and there was no breath of life in his body. He was surrounded by bamboo forests and gray bones all over the ground.

The picture stayed for a few seconds and then disappeared without a trace. Zhou Xuan felt upset and had mixed feelings.

The child who helped him see the picture also closed his eyes at this time, and then all the eyes on the wall shed tears of blood, and their eyelids quickly shrank and withered.
Divination has over-consumed them and they need time to recover.

This is also the reason why Jing Deng stated that divination can only be done once a week.

Although Zhou Xuan was mostly disappointed and frustrated with the results of the divination, he still had the thought of "thank you" in his heart, thanking the eyes for their efforts - he had a good impression of the Blood Well Secret Realm. Although the atmosphere was a bit gloomy, he actually received many kind responses after contacting them...

...It seemed that they were not so kind. The blood flowing from their eyes outlined many tiny runes, shining with a strange luster.

At the same time, complicated thoughts began to surge in Zhou Xuan's heart.

"Ask again, you can ask anything, we can answer any questions you have."

"Tell me all your doubts!"

"If you have any doubts, just ask. If you ask, you will get the answer. Such a good deal is rare in the world."

Judging from the content of the thought, there seemed to be nothing wrong, but combined with the blood-colored runes, Zhou Xuan had a sense of danger that made his hair stand on end - if he dared to ask the next question, he might have to pay a huge "price".

And Zhou Xuan already understood what the price was.

Because his body was already feeling the urge to jump into the well.

"Ask us. No matter what you ask, we will tell you..."

"Answer all your questions."

The idea that tempted Zhou Xuan was just like the stacker in the casino tempting the gambler: Play a few rounds, there is wealth and glory in the casino, which can multiply your wealth several times, there is no other money in the world that is so easy to make...

The thought had enveloped and controlled him, and jumping into the well had changed from an impulse into an action. He turned around and his feet were already on the stone pile. As long as he exerted a little more strength, Zhou Xuan would be able to leap into the blood well.

For a moment, he had some idea where the faces on the well wall and the eyes on the temple wall came from.

Perhaps it is every psychic who cannot stand being bewitched by the blood well!
Psychics have strong perception. When they become part of the Blood Well, the Blood Well further enhances their perception. Therefore, those eyes, with extreme perception, have a deep gaze that can see the "unknowable" dimension...

"I really have no doubts. I already know enough." Zhou Xuan strengthened his belief as he was about to jump.

After the belief came out, the voice of the bewitching thoughts became smaller. He took the opportunity to make a Buddha's hand seal with his hands. Above his hands, there was another pair of hands - "ten fingers", also making a Buddha's hand seal.

The sudden appearance of Buddha nature suppressed the bewitching voice in Zhou Xuan's heart to an extremely small level, so small that it could hardly affect his consciousness.

He did not give the tempting thoughts any chance and cut off the meditation on the Blood Well.

The image of the blood well began to fade, first becoming dim, and then the color became darker and darker... The diary on the table was also turned back.

The moment the blood well image completely disappeared, the diary was also closed.

The rhythm of the two is exactly the same.

"That was close!" Zhou Xuan opened his eyes and felt a little scared.

If he hadn't stopped at the brink of death, he would have become a face on the stone, an eye on the temple wall, and would have helped the next Blood Well psychic answer questions when asked, and then continue to persuade the other party to jump into the well...

"No wonder they say the Blood Well is a White Walker! What a powerful bewitching property!"

Zhou Xuan got up and went to find Yuan Buyu.

……

Yuan Buyu was reading a newspaper in the dormitory, and at the same time he was picking up some stories from the newspaper and adapting them into book chapters.

When Zhou Xuan entered the room, Yuan Buyu put down his pen and asked, "Did you meditate on the blood well smoothly?"

"It went pretty smoothly."

Zhou Xuan wanted to tell Yuan Buyu about the face and eyes in the blood well, but as soon as the thought came to his mind, he suddenly felt as if he was being stared at by hundreds of pairs of eyes.

"The blood well is warning me not to tell outsiders the truth about the well?!"

If you violate the warning? I guess blood well...

Xuejing has a very strange temper, like an ugly gentleman who expresses kindness and tenderness to you, but he has his hands behind his back, holding a sharp knife.

You never know when he's going to pull out a knife and stab your throat.

"I need to test the blood well's temper."

Zhou Xuan did not want to simply abide by the principle of "If you look at me, I will not say a word to you". He had already seen the power of the Blood Well, which was beyond imagination, and today it had only revealed the tip of the iceberg.

It would be a waste of God's gift if we don't use such powerful force!
But if you borrow without thinking, you will be blamed by the Blood Well and become a member of the "well filler", and your fate may be even worse...

Understanding the Blood Well's temper, character, and bottom line is a prerequisite for safely borrowing its power in the future.

Zhou Xuan thought of this and said to Yuan Buyu: "Old Yuan, the Blood Well has a strange power... It seems that it can see... another dimension..."

After each paragraph, he would check his "sense of attention". If there was no sense of attention, or the feeling was extremely weak, he would continue speaking!

These words did not trigger the blood well's warning.

"Another dimension? Like?"

"Insight into the future!" Zhou Xuan said.

The ability to see into the future is the biggest difference between Xuejing and Shenqi, apart from their temperaments...

ps: Good brothers, I will post one update first, and there will be more updates in the evening.

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