"That's what you saw?" I asked, looking at Yingying in surprise.

She tilted her head and looked at me with a puzzled face, as if she was puzzled by my question.

Before I could continue to ask, I saw that her eyes slowly closed, and she fell asleep directly, looking very tired.

Could it be that her crayon drawings are the same as my drawings, which is very energy-consuming?

After putting her on the bed and covering her, I took the picture and walked towards the hall.

Jiu Po was already sitting by the brazier, waiting for my arrival.

"This was painted just now, Jiu Po, what the hell is going on with Yingying?"

She took the painting in my hand and looked at it for two minutes, and as during the day, she threw it directly into the brazier.

"That's what I'm going to tell you. The tongs in the hands of the ninth woman plucked the firewood to make the brazier burn more vigorously, and then said to me, "Young man, if Lao Zhang and I both die this time, you don't have to worry about Lao Zhang, Yingying will take it out when the time comes." ”

From her tone, I heard sadness.

Could it be that as Zhang Daming's daughter-in-law said, everyone in the village has to die?

Before I could ask, there was movement outside the door.

Several villagers ran over in a panic, and ran away without saying a word when they saw Jiu Po on their backs. I pulled my umbrella and quickly got up and followed.

On the way, no matter how I asked Jiu Po and I, several villagers were silent.

It's just that the panicked expressions on their faces are particularly eye-catching in this dark night.

Soon they arrived at the village school, and the resettled villagers were all standing in the rainy night, sobbing in several places. More of them had the same frightened expressions on their faces, just like the villagers before them.

As they looked over, they saw a black shadow hanging from the big banyan tree in the abandoned village.

Zhang Daming's daughter-in-law.

The first thing I saw was certain.

In the afternoon I drew a long line of charms on her clothes and was very familiar with her figure.

Only, where did her garment go? And how did she hang it? What shocked me the most was the crayon drawing that Yingying drew for me at night.

Turning her head to look at Jiu Po, she had also seen Yingying's painting.

I found that Jiu Po looked at the big banyan tree, and her hands were trembling.

Just when I looked at Jiu Po, I vaguely felt that a gaze was locked on me. As soon as he turned around, that gaze disappeared immediately. It's just that I trust my feelings more and someone must be watching me. I looked around and didn't find anything suspicious.

"What the hell is going on? Didn't you let you take care of her and keep her moving, what about the clothes?" asked the Ninth Po.

After I fainted, they saw my arrangement next to Zhang Daming's daughter-in-law.

The ninth woman immediately called on the people in the village not to move, let alone take off her clothes.

But after the ninth woman left, the son of Zhang Daming's family took the person back to the house despite the dissuasion of others.

They just didn't want their mother to be outside in the rain all night, and after taking them home, they boiled water and let people take a bath. When they were done, they saw with their own eyes that people were asleep before they went back to sleep.

But when he woke up again, he saw the shadow hanging from the big banyan tree.

When I heard this, I was more disappointed than anyone else.

Zhang Daming's daughter-in-law is my experimental subject, if I can save her, then there will be more protection for saving Zheng Ling. It's just that it hasn't been proven yet, and it's already been destroyed.

Is this fate?

However, I didn't want to accept my fate, I wanted to know more things.

At this moment, I noticed that something was wrong with Zhang Ying in the crowd. Although she tried to stay calm, her whole body was trembling, as if she was afraid of something.

"Zheng Fan, you take Zhang Ying to my house, take care of Yingying, I won't go back at night. ”

The Ninth Po shouted at me, giving me a look as she spoke, even though I didn't understand what she meant.

Zhang Ying obediently followed behind me and gradually left the abandoned village school.

When I left, I saw that Jiu Po and Uncle Zhang's faces were extremely solemn.

Zhang Ying, who was following me, became more and more silent the more she walked.

In the end, I squatted on the ground with a "wow" and cried.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, if I hadn't invited them to play, they wouldn't have died...... They are my best friends, best friends...... But I killed them......"

"Brother Zheng, will Zheng Ling also die?"

"What should I do, am I going to die too......"

Finally, Zhang Ying returned to the way she was supposed to be.

She is only seventeen years old, and she is still a girl with dreams. If you hadn't encountered this kind of thing, you would still be worrying about exams at school and fighting for the future.

The word death is too cruel for her age, not to mention that the person who died was her best friend.

"Tell me what's going on?" I asked, crouching down and gently patting her hair with one hand.

"That day, that day......"

Zhang Ying said that they had planned to pick chestnuts that day. It's just that the weather is not very good, and it may rain, and if it rains, the river may rise, so I didn't go to the chestnut forest in the back mountain.

Then I don't know how to say it, so I plan to go to the village to have a look.

On the way to the village elementary school, a few classmates felt that something was not right, as if someone was staring at them.

At that time, she also laughed at several classmates for being timid.

She grew up in the village since she was a child, and she is very familiar with this place, and she can't lose it when she closes her eyes.

When they arrived at the village, they all became interested in the huge banyan tree.

Zhang Ying said that there might be bees on the banyan tree, and persuaded a few people not to go up.

But except for Zheng Ling, several other classmates didn't listen to her at all, and directly climbed the tree to take pictures. It's just that the photos taken are extremely distorted, and the faces can't be seen clearly at all. Changed the phones of several people, all the same problem.

At that time, they just thought it was a problem with the light, so they deleted all the photos.

"What about the costumes, what about the costumes you wore for the photos?" I asked anxiously, holding her shoulder.

"It was taken from the Nine Po's house. ”

The photo of the costume was taken the next day, and after returning from the village elementary school, several classmates felt that they were not happy, especially the photo of the big banyan tree. They made an appointment to go early the next day to take pictures when the light was good.

Jiu Po's house happened to be on the way to the village school.

After Zhang Ying explained her intention to Jiu Po, Jiu Po took a few costumes and handed them to her.

"You mean, those costumes were given to you by the Ninth Lady on her own initiative?" I asked Zhang Ying in surprise.