"When you settle down, you and Yingying come to my house and have something to say to you. ”

The Ninth Po said a word to me, turned around and chased after the villagers.

Yingying did not follow the Ninth Mother, but stayed by my side. She was already drenched in the rush that came down from the mountain before. Although after coming down, I got a raincoat from Zhang Ying's house and put it on, the water beads on my hair were still falling.

I asked her to carry her umbrella and carried her on her back again.

The mountain road was very difficult to walk, and I carried another person, and I carefully slowed down the speed.

The Ninth Po has already pulled me far away.

Thinking about the crayon drawings that Jiu Po burned before, she must know something.

I began to look forward to what she was trying to say to me.

After following all the villagers up the mountain, I found that they were going in the direction of the village.

Originally, after seeing the photos of Zheng Ling and them wearing costumes, I wanted to go there for the first time. I didn't expect that I would still go over there. Only this time I didn't go alone, but with the whole village.

In the whole village, the only thing that can arrange the residents of the whole village is the flat land near the village school.

Originally, this was the playground of the village school, and it was also the place where the village held a meeting that year.

It's just that over the years, most of the children in the village have gone out to study, and the village school has gradually been abandoned.

The tent was set up very quickly, which was somewhat unexpected to me.

Later, after listening to Lao Zhang's explanation, I learned that this side was also affected by the earthquake a few years ago, and these tents were donated back then, and they have kept them until now. This is the main reason why they choose to go up the mountain.

"Yingying, do you still have that painting?" I asked, putting Yingying down and leaning against a nearby tree.

"Yes, I don't know about it at home. ”

The little girl whispered in my ear.

She actually drew a lot of crayon drawings, and at the beginning, the Ninth Po would burn what she drew when she saw it.

Later, she slowly avoided the painting of the ninth woman, and after the painting was completed, she hid it, and did not dare to let the ninth woman find out.

While the crowd was busy, I began to look at the abandoned village.

I've seen this place in my phone's photo album, and I've seen it in that nightmare.

The weedy ruins and walls smell rotting in the rain.

The most eye-catching thing is the huge banyan tree in the middle, whose leaves have fallen bare before the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Brother Zheng, I remember that a few of them went up to that tree, but only Zheng Ling and I didn't go up. While I was watching, Zhang Ying suddenly walked over and pointed to the banyan tree and said to me.

The banyan tree was quite large, and the three of them couldn't hug it.

It's just that the fork is very low and very dense, and you can get it by raising your hand.

"What's going on?" I was even more curious.

It stands to reason that if they play together, the two of them will definitely follow.

"There are bees in the tree, and they found ...... as soon as they went up" When talking about bees, Zhang Ying glanced at the tree with a little fear.

Following her gaze, there were several honeycombs hanging like gourds on the trees.

By the time the villagers had settled down, it was already afternoon.

Jiu Po and Lao Zhang seem to have become the backbone of these villagers.

More than a dozen villagers surrounded Jiu Po and Lao Zhang and entered the tent in the middle, not knowing what they were plotting.

And Zhang Daming's daughter-in-law outside is still tied outside the tent.

Without Jiu Po's words, no one dared to touch her.

O dying man...... An idea popped into my mind to save her. Until now, I have not saved a dying person. Whether I can save Zheng Ling or not, I am not sure until now, I can only stabilize her first, and then find the root of the disease and slowly clear it.

If I used all the things I had prepared over the years on this woman and saved her......

So in other words, even if I don't care about the matter of Huangshan Village now, I can save Zheng Ling in the same way.

The thought of this makes my heart start to heat up.

Taking advantage of the fact that the villagers were not paying attention, they immediately folded seven soul suppression talismans into small flags, and set up a formation according to the direction of the Big Dipper, surrounding her. In addition to that, I took out a special finger-thick incense stick and lit it and stuck it in the inconspicuous place behind her.

After all this, I mixed the black dog blood and chicken blood cinnabar that I had collected earlier, picked up a brush and began to draw symbols on her clothes.

This talisman is my last killer feature.

The method of drawing talismans was not taught to me by my grandfather, but was secretly taught to me by a senior who carried my grandfather behind my grandfather's back.

As for the name of the talisman, he did not say.

It's just that I can meet this kind of dying person again, and if I really want to save it, I can try it.

When I was drawing, all my attention was focused.

The moment the brush just fell, it was as if all the strength was drained. Gritting his teeth, his hand moved slowly.

The vermilion mark is getting more and more, and it slowly takes shape.

Finally, after more than ten minutes, the palm-sized sigil was painted on the woman's clothes.

As soon as he took two steps back, his head was dizzy, and he fell straight down.

By the time I woke up again, it was night.

When I opened my eyes, I was lying in the house of the ninth woman, and Yingying, the little girl, was sitting on the edge of the bed and staring at me tightly.

"Wake up, grandma, big brother wake up......"

When I opened my eyes, she immediately jumped up excitedly and shouted as she ran outside.

The ninth woman heard the commotion and pushed open the door to let me get up to eat.

There were only nine women in the house, me and Yingying, and the atmosphere was a little depressing.

"Ninth Mother, you said you had something to tell me during the day, what's the matter?" I asked curiously.

"Eat first, and we'll talk about it later. As she spoke, she pointed to Yingying next to her.

It seems that she wants to wait for Yingying to fall asleep.

The rain outside showed no signs of stopping, and the sound of the river below the mountain became more and more deafening.

During the meal, I was full of thoughts about whether the talisman on Zhang Daming's daughter-in-law would work.

As soon as I finished eating, while Jiu Po was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Yingying hurriedly dragged me back to the room. Right in bed, she picked up white paper and crayons and began to draw. At first, it was relatively slow, but as the outlines on the white paper became clearer, the crayons in Yingying's hands became faster and faster.

When I saw the picture on the white paper, my heart was cold to the bottom.

I saw a huge tree painted on the white paper, densely branched, and it was the banyan tree in the village school.

There are a lot of honeycombs on the banyan tree, but on the banyan tree that is drawn, these honeycombs have turned into human heads.

The shadows of the other trees were so faint that they were not recognizable at all.

And the head at the bottom turned out to be Zhang Daming's daughter-in-law.