“Let’s make it clear first, as long as this well is not more than ten meters deep, it’s considered fake.”
“No problem,” Luo Qi said with a little tilt of her head.
“Boss, Chaoyue, do you want in on the bet as well?” Zhao Yunhu asked.
“Count me out,” Zhang Chaoyue said.
“What about you, boss?”
“I already know what color her underwear is, so I’ll pass too.”
“Damn! Are you two up to something sneaky?” Zhao Yunhu yelled dramatically:
“Why is it something I rack my brains over, you find out so easily?”
Lin Yi rubbed his chin, “Maybe I’m just better looking than you.”
Zhao Yunhu: …
“You’re being totally unfair!”
“Stop dawdling, hurry up and start, today you must fetch me some foot-washing water.”
“Just you wait to lose.”
Zhao Yunhu didn’t waste any time and picked up a stone from the ground, threw it into the well, and then the two of them perked their ears, listening quietly.
To ordinary people, such a small sound would definitely be inaudible.
But Zhao Yunhu and Luo Qi were both at level D, with hearing far better than ordinary people.
Many subtle sounds couldn’t escape their ears.
But after a second or two, there was no sound at all.
“Hmm? No sound?” Zhao Yunhu muttered.
“Haha… You lost, didn’t you?”
Luo Qi patted Zhao Yunhu on the shoulder, “Come to my room tonight to wash my feet, I’ll give you a chance to get close to me.”
Zhao Yunhu kept scratching his chin, puzzled:
“Something’s not right, it must be a fake well, it couldn’t have been dug that deep.”
“Stop making excuses and come wash my feet tonight.”
“Hold on, let me figure this out, this well has to be fake, something must be wrong somewhere.”
Hearing their conversation, Lin Yi and Zhang Chaoyue, who were investigating, instinctively turned to look over.
In their subconscious, they also largely believed the well was fake.
If it were real, that would be a bit odd.
“No way, I have to try again!”
“Testing won’t work, my sister’s hearing is exceptionally good; this is a real well.”
“Absolutely impossible!”
With that, Zhao Yunhu picked up another stone and threw it down the well.
The two listened carefully again, still not hearing any sound.
“See, no sound, right?” Luo Qi said proudly.
“Something’s off,” Zhao Yunhu said:
“With our hearing capabilities, if there’s no sound, the well must be at least over twenty meters deep.”
“That’s for sure; it might even reach twenty-five meters.”
“Not just twenty-five meters. If it’s a water-drawing well, it must be at least thirty meters deep,” Luo Qi said.
“Well, this is interesting, building the tomb so near a well and so close by.”
“Something’s wrong!” Zhang Chaoyue said: “There’s something fishy.”
Their gazes shifted to Zhang Chaoyue, waiting for him to continue.
“If this well were real, there should be signs of habitation around; look around, it’s all barren, nothing at all, it doesn’t make sense.”
Pausing, Zhang Chaoyue continued:
“If for some reason, the buildings here were buried underground, making it invisible now, then during archaeological explorations, they should have uncovered more than just a Princess Tomb.”
Zhang Chaoyue’s words prompted them, making them feel there indeed might be an issue.
If it were a real well, there should certainly be signs of habitation around.
Otherwise, why would anyone do such a thankless task, digging a well where no one lives?
“Then there’s no problem, the well should be fake,” Zhao Yunhu said.
“But the issue is, if it’s a fake well for deceiving tourists, it’s unlikely they’d make it so realistic.”
“We’ll know once we check, see how deep it is,” Zhang Chaoyue said.