Chapter 459: They Are All Kind-hearted 'People

"The heavier the 'thing' thrown into the well, the better the exchange could be. As people kept 'trying,' they began to go mad."

Han Fei spent nearly an hour and a half piecing together the patterns on the waste papers.

The waste papers that filled the entire room pieced together a tragedy.

In the bottomless pit of the well, some were climbing up, others jumping down, some knelt beside it as if it were a Divine Spirit, and some saw it as an Evil Spirit and wanted to destroy it.

"Is this well the one behind the Underground Shrine?"

After restoring the puzzle, Han Fei memorized all the contents of the puzzle in the shortest time, then scrambled the waste papers again.

"It's better for fewer people to know about such a dangerous thing, lest some desperate fellows go and try it."

The waste papers did not record the matter of the woman in room thirteen, but the patterns on the papers were indeed made by her, all the lines tainted with a dark, stinking bloodstain.