The deceased was a family of three, who had just returned from a part-time job not long ago.

In the past few days, people in the village have been panicking, and many people want to leave, but unfortunately there are no motorcycles in the village.

The family of three had already stated yesterday that they had to get out of the village even if they left.

After getting up in the morning, several people began to pack up and prepare to leave. Before leaving, I also greeted my neighbors and asked them to help take care of the crops in the field.

But who would have thought that not long after arriving at the entrance of the village, he encountered a landslide.

The family of three was neatly buried under the rocks, and it was a pity that the younger couple still had a two-year-old child.

"It must be them, you who killed a thousand knives, you did everything back then, and retribution is coming. ”

"If you can't live, none of you will live, you all have to die......"

"Hahaha, they all have to die...... Woowoo woo ......"

The middle-aged woman next to her laughed and cried.

I am very impressed by this middle-aged woman, who is Zhang Daming's wife.

Looking at her, my heart rose to my throat again. For she will also be the one who will die.

The woman's words made the faces of the other villagers even more ugly.

Everyone's eyes looked at Jiu Po, as if they were looking at a life-saving straw.

Lao Zhang hugged the ninth woman, and his face was quite solemn.

I was paying attention to the development of the situation, and suddenly felt a tightness in my palms, and when I looked down, I found that the little girl was holding my hand tightly, and her eyes were secretly aiming in the direction of Zhang Ying, looking obviously a little scared.

followed her gaze and looked at Zhang Ying, only to feel that something was wrong with her.

Zhang Ying was too quiet, and when she looked at these villagers, and even at Lao Zhang's eyes, she was a little indifferent.

It's as if none of the things that happened in the village had anything to do with her.

"How many people are on your back?" I asked in a low voice as I crouched down and whispered to the little girl.

"Well, three. ”

As she spoke, the little girl took out crayons and white paper from her pocket, lay on my lap and began to draw.

At first I thought she was just trying to distract herself and calm herself down in this way. My attention was not on her, but in the direction of Jiu Po, especially Zhang Ying, whose gaze stayed on her for the longest time.

Unfortunately, I still didn't find anything.

The three souls and seven spirits are there, and there is no sign of being possessed.

Zhang Ying seemed to be aware of it, and when I looked at her, she glanced at us casually.

"I can't live in the village, so hurry up and pack up my things and go to the mountains. The corpse could not be kept, so it was quickly moved out and burned. Jiu Po looked at all the villagers and said loudly.

A younger villager wanted to speak, but was stopped by the old man next to him.

What I didn't expect was that the words of the ninth woman would work quite well in the village.

When they came down the mountain just now, the villagers were in a mess, and their faces were full of fear. Now it seems that he has found the backbone of the heart, and he is very cooperative with the arrangement of the nine women. Those who collect firewood collect firewood, those who carry corpses carry corpses, and the rest of the people are packing up their belongings and preparing to move them up the mountain.

"Uncle Zhang, don't take these things like tape recorders, right?"

Seeing Lao Zhang limping and holding an old tape recorder, I asked with some curiosity.

"The water is going to rise, and if you don't move it, it will flood. Lao Zhang replied and beckoned Zhang Ying to help him move things.

Only then did I realize that the landslide had blocked the river and formed a dammed lake.

If they are not evacuated in time, they will be flooded in the village.

Could it be that the ninth wife is anxious about this? But what did Zhang Daming's daughter-in-law mean by what she said before?

When he looked at Zhang Daming's daughter-in-law again, he found that the middle-aged woman was lying on the ground and did not move, no matter how others persuaded her, she couldn't get up. In the end, the Ninth Po made a threat, and asked a few villagers to lift her up, move her aside, tie her up, and carry her to the mountain as she left.

When everyone was busy, I was the only one who was idle.

Turning his head, he realized that the little girl's drawing was almost finished.

The moment I looked at the painting, my back was chilling.

Zhang Ying is drawn on the white paper, although the crayon is very thick, but you can see it at a glance by feeling. Zhang Ying stood there, her face a little distorted, and the corners of her mouth were hooked into a smile. And on Zhang Ying's back, there are three more people. What surprised me the most was the three people that the little girl depicted.

Judging from the outline, it is exactly the same as the three classmates who died in Zheng Ling.

"Yingying, is this what you see?" I asked, pointing to the three shadows in the painting.

"Well, the ones that came back from the mountain. ”

The little girl's crayons were still moving, and my heart was cold but a little happy at the same time.

The main thing to do this time is to find out what happened to Zheng Ling and the others, so as to find a solution.

I didn't have a clue for a few days here, but now the appearance of this little girl, Yingying, seems to let me find the key to solving the mystery. It's still a mess, but things are moving in the right direction. For example, the current painting is the best illustration of this.

A huge pyre of wood had been erected in the clearing, and the rain was still falling, and it was getting heavier and heavier.

The villagers got a few buckets of kerosene out of nowhere, poured them on the pyre, and as soon as they lit it, the fire burst into flames.

On the top of the pyre, there were five corpses, all of whom had just died in the village, including Zhang Daming's father and son.

The fire grew stronger and stronger, and the five corpses were gradually engulfed.

Zhang Ying didn't know when she was already standing by my side, and Yingying was holding me with one hand and her with the other. Seeing this reaction, I knew that Zhang Ying had returned to normal now.

"Brother Zheng, I borrowed those costumes from the Ninth Mother's house. Zheng Ling said that they wanted to wear it and take pictures if they looked good, so they lent it out. ”

I nodded, and it seemed that the Ninth Mother must know something.

It's just that the timing is not right now, and when I settle down, I'll go to Jiu Po to ask for clarification.

As soon as Zhang Ying finished speaking, a strong rancid smell came from the fire.

A few villagers who left nearby fell directly to the ground and vomited, and others also covered their mouths and noses.

Seeing this situation, Jiu Po directly ordered everyone to go up the mountain first, and she was the only one who stayed last.

Zhang Ying took Lao Zhang to carry things and followed the villagers, only I took Yingying and stayed next to Jiu Po.

"Ninth woman, this is what Yingying painted just now. I handed the crayon drawing that the little girl had just drawn into the hands of the ninth woman, and at the same time pointed to the silhouettes of the shadows on Zhang Ying's back.

"What the hell happened to these people, do you know?"

Jiu Po took the crayon drawing from my hand and looked at it for a long time before she let out a long sigh.

Then, throw that crayon drawing straight into the fire.