After everything was arranged, Fang Cheng and Cheng Jiashu exchanged a glance.
The two walked side by side to the edge of the well.
Cheng Jiashu was the first to leap, his clothes tracing an arc in the moonlight as he disappeared into the dark well opening.
Fang Cheng followed closely, his legs slightly bent, creating a low whistling sound as he plunged straight to the well bottom.
Splat.
As his shoes touched the ground, Fang Cheng stood firmly, surveying the surroundings.
The air was filled with a damp, earthy smell and a musty odor.
Beneath his feet was a patch of wet mud mixed with rubble and a few unidentified dry bones, which crunched sharply underfoot.
The well bottom was much more spacious than expected, surrounded by moss-covered blue-brick walls.
A passage had been carved into the wall, wide enough for two people to walk side by side.
The pitch-black cave stretched like a giant beast's esophagus, meandering down into the depths of the earth.
