I simply can't accept such a thing.

Lao Zhang and Jiu Po didn't know what was going on, so they saw me frantically shaking the bell in my hand.

As soon as Zhang Ying's soul entered, it was immediately ejected, and it was repeated more than ten times.

I tossed the soul bell aside and snatched the soul whip from the ninth woman's hand.

After pressing the soul into the body with the last soul charm in the bag, the whip immediately tied the soul to the body. Although the soul is still repelled by the body, after being bound, it cannot be separated at all, and the body has no way to expel it.

"Uncle Zhang, Ninth Po hurry back, it's important to save your life. ”

Hearing me shout, the two of them learned that Zhang Ying was in danger.

I didn't care about the two people behind me, I picked up Zhang Ying and ran back. Zhang Ying's faint heartbeat and breathing are the greatest comfort to me at this time.

When I passed by the village school, I was stunned, and I always felt a feeling of palpitations, and I couldn't tell what was wrong, but it was as if there were a pair of eyes staring at me tightly.

Time was very urgent, I didn't stop, but ran all the way to Jiu Po's house.

The door was locked, so I didn't care so much, so I kicked it open and put Zhang Ying on the bed.

After rummaging through the incense candle paper money, according to the arrangement given to Zheng Ling at home at that time, all of it was arranged for Zhang Ying.

Twelve candles were lit around the bed, twelve talismans were taken out and pasted on the door, and incense was lit in all the ventilation areas. On top of that, I also checked the talisman on her body, which was completely preserved, which made me breathe a sigh of relief. This talisman is the most important thing.

After I got all this, Jiu Po and Lao Zhang came back breathlessly.

Not only did the two of them come back, but they also took Yingying with them.

"Try your best to save it, if you can't save it, I don't blame you, this is our life......" Lao Zhang patted me on the shoulder, as if to comfort me, and as if he was comforting himself.

"I'll leave it to you here, Yingying will stay too, let's go back. ”

"If something happens, you can take Yingying with you...... This woman of the Zhang family, if she survives, you will also take him with you. The Ninth Po rubbed her hair and said to me.

I nodded, and she had said this several times, but nothing happened each time.

I thought it would be the same as going back this time.

Lao Zhang and Jiu Po left, and all my attention was focused on Zhang Ying's.

Now Zhang Ying's condition is almost exactly the same as Zheng Ling's, except that she has an extra talisman on her body, and I have spent several years researching the solution. Whether or not we can save the dying person is tonight, and whether we can save Zheng Ling depends on the outcome tonight.

I didn't dare to be careless for a moment, and just stayed by Zhang Ying's bedside.

"Yingying, you go to sleep first, I'll just be here. I looked at the little girl next to me and said in a tired voice.

"Big brother, is Sister Ying going to die too?" asked Yingying timidly with a wink, her miserable little face, with her glutinous tone, looked a little distressing.

"No, with the big brother here, Sister Ying will definitely not die......" I smiled slightly, pretending to answer confidently at her.

Yingying nodded inexplicably, but still didn't leave my side, and stayed by my bedside.

When I was by the bedside, I always felt as if I had overlooked something very important.

But no matter what I thought, I still can't remember.

Yingying next to me leaned on me, picking up a crayon to draw something.

Originally, I was counting on her crayon drawings to give me some inspiration, to live to draw something that was going to happen, to let me know something.

But she just drew on the blank paper, like a child who had just picked up a pen.

The blank sheet of paper was a mess of her drawings, and she couldn't see anything.

After throwing away the blank piece of paper, she took another one and continued to draw randomly.

Zhang Ying, who was lying on the bed, kept struggling with her body and soul.

I wasn't idle, so I drew a soul talisman next to Yingying. After drawing a total of seven pictures, the forehead, legs, shoulders, and arms were all pasted together, and then the struggle stopped.

I just took a breath, and before I could recover my strength, I finally thought of something that was wrong.

When I carried Zhang Ying back and passed through the village school, I asked about the strong smell of blood.

"Yingying, when you came back, was something wrong with the tent?"

Hearing my words, Yingying stopped the pen in her hand and raised her eyes to stare at me suspiciously.

Seeing that I couldn't ask anything, I stopped asking her and quickly took out the two halves of the turtle shell from my bag.

Thrown three times in a row, the two halves of the turtle shell were all turned over, a great omen. Something must have happened in the village, and Jiu Po and Lao Zhang had just gone back.

Thinking of this, I immediately got up and prepared to run out.

Seeing that Yingying was also behind her, she ran out of the door with me.

"Yingying, you guard Sister Ying, don't let the candles go out. If the paper next to the bed is burned, remember to renew it. I'm out for a bit of a business and I'll be back soon. Sister Ying's matter is very important, whether you can survive or not depends on you. I rubbed her hair and said in a solemn tone.

Yingying nodded seriously, turned around and ran towards the house.

Before I could leave, she hurriedly took a paper ball and stuffed it into my hand.

It should be her crayon drawing, that's how she handed it to me last time.

I didn't rush to open it, but stuffed it in my pocket, turned around and ran into the darkness.

I have walked the road from Jiu Po's house to the village school countless times during this time, but for the first time, I feel that this road is simply too long.

The closer you get to the village, the stronger the smell of blood in the air.

From a distance, the resentment seemed to be a churning wave that surrounded all the tents.

Before I could get to the front, I saw the villagers moving like walking corpses in the direction of the mountains.

What surprised me the most was that I saw a few girls in costumes.

At first glance, I saw Zheng Ling......

Not only Zheng Ling, but also Zhang Ying, and their three classmates who were already dead.

Beside them, a middle-aged man seemed to sense something, glanced at me, and with a strange smile on his lips, continued to walk among the villagers.

Just one glance, I finally understood what was going on.

It turns out that what I see is not necessarily what I see, but what they want to see for me.

It turned out that it was not only the dozen or so villagers who were going to die, but really the people of the whole village.

It turns out that they are the real murderers.