Jiu Po and I also sat down on the ground at the same time.

It was a long night.

In the distance, the sky has begun to turn white, and I don't know when the rain will stop.

After sitting on the ground for more than ten minutes, Jiu Po got up and walked towards the villagers, without looking at the dozen or so villagers, and directly dragged Lao Zhang up from the crowd.

"You put the woman of the Zhang family on your back and go back. The Ninth Po pointed over there and said to me.

Zhang Ying's face was still pale, but she no longer had that cold face.

The talisman I prepared was still attached to Zhang Ying's clothes. To this day, I still don't know if my method will work. Although Zhang Ying was alive, judging from the situation at night, that talisman was not used at all.

"Don't they care?" I asked, picking Zhang Ying up and pointing to a dozen villagers on the ground.

Jiu Po shook her head, and she didn't know what method she used to wake up Lao Zhang.

She glanced at the villagers lying on the ground, her eyes full of disdain.

It seems that her resentment towards these villagers is still there.

Thinking about the tragic experience of Jiu Ye and those students, and then thinking about what these villagers did, I can understand Jiu Po's feelings.

Lao Zhang followed behind Jiu Po step by step and walked in the direction of the village school.

By the time I returned to the village, it was already getting brighter.

It was still very quiet in the tent, and there was no sign of last night's nervousness.

The old banyan tree had been burned black, and the three bodies hanging from it had long since been burned to ashes.

Even so, we didn't put our minds at ease, and this matter is not over yet.

"Zheng Fan, you take Yingying back, I'll stay here. When I arrived at the tent of Lao Zhang's house, Jiu Po pointed to the sleeping little girl and said to me.

Looking at the exhausted Jiu Po and Zhang Ying, who was still unconscious, I nodded.

Although I don't know why I have to take Yingying back, Jiu Po's tone is unquestionable, so I didn't ask too much.

With Yingying on his back, he walked towards the Ninth Mother's house.

The sky gradually opened, and the sun slowly came out of the mountain after a long absence.

The morning sun came in, there was not much temperature, and it was cold.

After putting Yingying down, I didn't rush to sleep, but climbed up the mountain.

Sitting on the flat ground, he took out his mobile phone, and there were a lot of text messages. There wasn't much mobile phone power left, so I didn't turn it on to check it one by one, and called home directly.

When I learned that it was still business as usual on Zheng Ling's side, I still couldn't put my mind at ease.

It's been a few days since I came out, and things haven't made much progress here.

I had figured out a lot of things in the village last night, but the things about Zheng Ling and the others were denied.

So, what did Zheng Ling and the others see?

As soon as I returned to Jiu Po's house, the sound of automatic shutdown came from the mobile phone.

There was no electricity in the village, and the road in and out of the village was cut off. Now that my phone is turned off, it means that I have completely lost contact with the outside world.

Lying on the bed, closing my eyes, the picture of the ninth master holding the child and carrying the corpse on his back came to my mind.

The photo of the ninth master on the table in the hall house, when there is no weird smile, looks very charitable.

Who would have thought that such a tragic thing would be experienced.

Thinking about it, my eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, and I don't know when I fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw a small face in front of me, staring at me with pure eyes.

"Yingying, what time is it?" I rolled over, as if I had fallen apart, and sat up with difficulty.

"It's almost afternoon, and my grandmother asked me to call you to dinner. ”

After speaking, Yingying jumped out of the room.

After several days of rain, there was finally a sunny day.

The river was still raging, and the rocks of the landslide were washed open by the river, and the river that had flooded the village finally began to recede. There are a lot of houses in the village, and they have long been gone.

"Big brother, where did you go last night?" asked Yingying, holding my hand, after locking the door.

I looked at the little girl next to me with some surprise, didn't the ninth woman already use a way to make the villagers fall asleep last night. How could Yingying still be awake?

She said that when she woke up in the middle of the night, she saw the old banyan tree burning outside.

After seeing the fire, she was very scared, but she didn't find Jiu Po and Lao Zhang in the tent, and she didn't see Zhang Ying.

I had the courage to come out and call out, but no one in the village responded.

"I thought my grandmother didn't want me anymore. ”

In the end, she had no choice but to go back to her tent and continue to sleep, hoping that her grandmother would come back when she woke up.

"Did you see anything last night?" I asked.

Yingying looked up at me with a puzzled face, not understanding what I meant.

It seems that after burning the old banyan tree last night, those resentful spirits were dispersed, otherwise how could she not see it with her eyes.

Maybe it's the sunshine that I haven't seen for a long time, and Yingying next to her is also a lot more lively.

On the way to the village, it was all bouncing.

However, when I arrived at the village elementary school, I found that something was not normal.

All the villagers gathered outside the tent of Lao Zhang's house, looking extremely excited.

I picked Yingying up and squeezed into the crowd.

When the villagers saw me, they all got out of the way.

At first glance, I saw more than a dozen corpses lying at the mouth of the tent.

My hands trembled as I looked at that distorted face.

These are the same dozen or so villagers last night, who I left there when Jiu Po and I left. But when they left, they were still alive, how did they become like this now?

If we had taken them with us when we left, would this not have happened?

"Ninth Mother, what's going on?" I asked, covering Yingying's eyes, in shock.

Jiu Po did not respond, and Lao Zhang next to her was covering these corpses with a white cloth.

The next thing I learned was that the bodies had been found by the villagers.

When the villagers woke up in the morning, they found that there were no people in their homes and immediately went to look for them.

Finally, they found the dozen or so bodies in the deep mountain clearing.

The young villagers were extremely angry, blaming Jiu Po and Lao Zhang for the deaths of these people, and wanted to come to Lao Zhang and Jiu Po to ask them clearly, but they were persuaded by several elderly villagers.

Seeing these agitated villagers outside, but with fear on their faces, you know that they have heard the truth of the matter.

"Nine women, it's been decades, can't they still get by?" An old man who was over the age of old walked out tremblingly.

"Third uncle, you also know about that incident back then......