Harvesting Fantasies Chapter 7

"The male corpse has not been identified yet, and he died half a year later than the female corpse," said the police. "But after being in the water for half a year, the corpse should have been almost rotten, but the man's body is still well preserved, which is one of the incredible things."

Avery frowned and said, "Officer, may I ask your name?"

The policeman said: "My name is Hu Shu, you can just call me Officer Hu."

"Officer Hu, I actually don't know what happened. I just had a nightmare." Avery said, "I was still working in the city half a year ago. My neighbors can also testify that I never came back, so I can't really say what happened."

Hu Shu said: "I know, we have already investigated this matter." After discovering the body, they went back and investigated Avery's background in detail, and determined that he had not returned to his hometown for a long time, basically ruling out the possibility that he had committed the crime.

Since Avery has nothing to do with this matter, the case is heading towards the direction of supernatural and there is no turning back. Officer Hu made a bitter face and sighed again.

Seeing this, Avery could only pat his shoulder to comfort him.

There were still no clues, so the police evacuated the scene after investigating in Avery's backyard for a few days. Of course, this time they thoroughly checked the well to make sure that there would be no corpses or anything like that in the well water again.

"You'd better ask someone to perform a ritual." The whole village heard about what happened to the Lu family and felt it was unlucky. Uncle Li, a neighbor, said, "It's unlucky that a stranger died in the backyard of this family."

"It's okay." Avery said, "I don't believe that."

"Hey, kid," Uncle Li said, "I know you don't believe, but other people in the village do. If you don't invite someone to perform a ritual, other people will be afraid to come to your house."

Avery was slightly stunned. He had not thought of this. He hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Then I will go back and think about it."

"Okay." Uncle Li said, "The witch He at the east end of the village is quite effective. My son was haunted last time, and it was she who came to call back the soul."

Avery said: "Okay."

After he returned home, he hesitantly found Nathan and asked him very tactfully if he was afraid of people like witches. Nathan was dozing off on the chair, and when he heard what he said, he raised his eyelids and said, "What kind of witch?"

"It's at the entrance of the village." Avery repeated what his neighbor said, "If you are afraid of this, then we won't invite him." He originally wanted to agree to Uncle Li, but then he remembered that he still had a lazy vixen hidden, so he had to change his mind immediately and said he would think about it when he got home.

"Please." Nathan closed his eyes again, yawned, and said, "No one can move me here, but..."

"But what?" Avery asked.

"The well behind your house still has a magical power." Nathan said, "If ordinary people get close to it, they might be affected."

"Vow power?" Avery asked, "What is that?"

"It's a kind of obsession left behind before a person dies." Nathan said, "If the hatred is particularly strong, it will form a curse power, but if it's just an obsession, it's a wish power. As for the effect, I don't know, anyway, it won't kill you."

Avery said: "Oh... Then I'll ask the witch to see if it can be cured."

Upon hearing this, Nathan opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but finally fell silent, continuing to look like he was about to fall asleep at any moment.

The next day, Avery went to the village to ask for help from the witch surnamed He. The witch looked to be in her seventies or eighties, with almost all her hair falling out. She wore patched clothes and looked a bit mysterious. After listening to Avery's request, she said a bunch of incomprehensible words, and then made an OK gesture to Avery.

Avery thought that this witch was quite stylish and could actually do it, so he said, "Thank you very much, when are you free to come over?"

Goddess He frowned, stretched out her hand to grab Avery's shoulder, and stretched her hand in front of Avery.

Avery looked at her in confusion until her dry lips moved and uttered two words: "Three hundred."

Avery: "............"

After a long silence, Avery said nothing, took out three hundred yuan from his pocket, and tremblingly handed it to the fortune-teller.

The witch took the money and finally withdrew her "OK" finger, saying, "Go there tomorrow and prepare a big rooster, it must be alive!"

Avery: "......Okay."

After returning from the witch's house, Avery went to his neighbor Uncle Li to buy a big rooster. Uncle Li was generous and asked Avery how it was. Avery said that the witch would come tomorrow, and Uncle Li was relieved. He said that the witch was very powerful and that the well should be fine after performing the ritual. Avery thought that even if it was fine, he would not dare to use it, because the water in it had been used to soak dead people...

When Hunter heard that Avery's family was going to perform a ritual, he ran over before dawn the next day. Avery was still brushing his teeth at the laundry trough in the front yard. He was surprised to see his eyes shining: "Why are you so excited?"

Hunter said: "Oh, I haven't seen a fortune teller perform a ritual for a long time. I miss her a little bit."

Hearing this, Avery looked at Hunter with a strange look in his eyes: "Who are you missing? The witch? You have a strong taste."

Hunter: "What are you talking about, friend?"

Avery said nothing and patted his best friend's shoulder.

At around seven o'clock, just as the sky was getting light, the witch came with a cloth bag in her hand, which looked like it had a lot of things in it. Nathan was still sleeping, and Avery didn't care about him. It didn't matter whether he woke up or not.

The witch muttered something in her mouth, walked to the wellhead and began to place some things, and Avery watched from the side. Some of these things were paper bowls, and some were paper ingots. Anyway, although Avery recognized most of the things, he didn't know what they were used for.

Naturally, the witch would not explain to Avery. She held the sword in her hand, muttered something mysterious, danced around the wellhead, then grabbed the rooster on the ground, swung the sword, and actually cut off the rooster's head.

Hunter, who was standing next to him, hissed when he saw this scene and whispered, "How fierce."

Avery didn't say anything. He was wondering if the rooster could still be eaten after the ritual... It seemed like it would be nice to make a chicken pot.

After the witch chopped off the chicken's head, blood spilled all over the ground. She then scooped the blood into a bowl, took a sip of the blood, and sprayed it towards the well.

Seeing this scene, Avery thought that the three hundred yuan was not easy to earn. Nowadays, being a fortune teller really requires special effort.

It took more than an hour before He the witch finished her work. When she finished, Avery asked politely if the chicken was still edible. The witch glared at Avery and said, "This is a used chicken. How can you eat it? You will get sick if you eat it. This well can be used, but you cannot drink the water inside."

Avery nodded, thanked the witch, and saw her walking away with the chicken's body.

Hunter looked at the chicken reluctantly and said, "It's such a big chicken. It's a pity to lose it."

"Yeah." Avery sighed, "What a pity."

The two cleaned up the well mouth and started to work again. The yard was a little more lively with a group of chirping chickens. These chickens were brave and not afraid of strangers. When they saw a stranger coming in, they would go up and peck at him with their tender yellow mouths. Milo was pecked several times when he saw them for the first time. Fortunately, the chickens were not very powerful. It was just that Hunter couldn't help but sigh that the newborn chickens were not afraid of mushrooms. After the rain, he would go to the mountain to pick some mushrooms...

"These are my chickens." Nathan, who had been quiet all along, spoke up at this moment. He said, "I will treat you the same way you treat them."

Hunter: "......"

Avery: "Hahahaha."

Then he saw Hunter, the idiot, grabbed a chicken and k!ssed its bu.tt, then looked at Nathan provocatively.

White Moon Fox: "......"

Avery laughed so hard that tears came out, especially Nathan's ugly expression, which made him laugh uncontrollably.

In the end, Hunter gave up the idea of ​​catching the chicks, looked at them and said he would make further plans after they grew up.

After the witch came and performed the ritual, Avery's home became quiet and the villagers' talk gradually died down. Just when Avery thought that the matter was over, something happened that no one expected - something happened to witch He.

It was a cloudy morning. Avery was sitting outside the window washing a pig's stomach with Hunter. The pig's stomach was bought yesterday and was going to be used to make soup today. The two were studying how to wash the pig's stomach especially clean when there was a loud bang on the door.

"Who is it?" Hunter asked.

"It's me." The voice of witch He came over.

Avery said, "Why are you here?" He stood up, walked to the door and opened it, but was stunned the moment he saw Witch He.

As if she had guessed Avery's reaction, He the witch trembled all over, and her voice was hoarse. She said, "I...I was cursed by your well!"

Avery: "......Is this a curse?"

Goddess He touched her long, thick hair and said, "Is that right?"

Avery: "......" He might as well change the name of his well to Overlord Anti-fall Well.