Let's not consider how a person can draw a picture as accurate as a photo, if all the proportions she draws are completely correct, then the door is really a little wrong, the style is indeed right, but the gate is too wide and too high, the door is built like this, it is indeed magnificent, but it is not practical, the switch is very inconvenient, and the gate in this village is built so tall, I only know one, that is the new house that Zhao Yufeng married in the dark.

Zhao Wangcai told me that before the house was built, it had been determined that it would only be used for Zhao Yufeng's secret marriage, and it would not be inhabited. And Zhao Wangcai is a person who talks about pomp, the scene of the underworld marriage must be big, and it must be magnificent from the beginning of entering the door, so he repaired such a gate, anyway, the door is opened when the underworld marriage is opened, and he usually doesn't use it much, so it is inconvenient and can be endured, after all, the frequency of the switch is very low.

Then the location is determined, and the time is actually very well determined, these paintings are all at night, so it should be last night or the night before yesterday, the village chief's wife went to Zhao Yufeng's new house alone, and then someone inside gave her this mask.

In this way, the person who gave the village chief's wife a mask was the person who lived in Zhao Yufeng's new house, that is, the person who pinched Zhao Yujie's brother-in-law and father.

I looked at the people in the courtyard outside, then at Xiaohui and Master Zhao, and said in a low voice as low as possible: "Did the other Yan Hui do it?" ”

Xiaohui nodded and said, "There is a possibility." ”

Master Zhao didn't pay attention to the two of us now, but turned his head, looked at the village chief's wife who was still painting outside, and asked me, "You really can't see anything from her?" ”

I said: "I really don't see anything wrong, you have to see something, just say directly, although I opened the yin and yang eyes, but now I can't play his role very well, except for some non-human deliberately in front of me, otherwise it is difficult for me to find their hiding place, that is, they can only scare me, I don't have the ability to arrest them, if you see something, just say it." ”

Master Zhao said: "If I can see something, I don't need to call you over, just now Chen Coffin and I tried all the methods that can be tried, but this woman is all right, just now we also used a spell to open the yin and yang eyes, and did not find that non-human activities near him, and thought that you can make any new discoveries with the yin and yang eyes of the congenital belt, it turns out that it is still the same, it is not that after the death of the village chief, his wife was too stimulated, and she is really crazy." ”

I said, "It's not like you've never seen someone who is crazy and crazy, except that the strength may be greater than when you weren't crazy, I really haven't heard of anyone who can suddenly increase their painting skills after they are crazy, and have the ability to accurately restore, even if they have no artistic talent, they won't nest in this poor ravine." ”

In fact, I know that Master Zhao doesn't really think that the village chief's wife is crazy, but he really doesn't know what it is that controls the village chief's wife, puts on a mask, and then changes his temperament, and this kind of thing has really never been heard of.

Master Zhao sighed, let me continue to look back, I flipped back again, so scared that I came out directly, it was actually a person lying quietly in the dark, with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep, although his demeanor was quite peaceful, but the first feeling I had was that this person was dead.

This person should have died a long time ago, Zhao San'er, the person lying in the dark was actually Zhao San'er, although the drawing was very simple, and the face was drawn with a few simple strokes, but it was absolutely wrong, this person was Zhao San'er.

I flipped it back again, it was also a person lying in the dark, another person who should have died a long time ago like Zhao San'er, and the next one was also, I flipped through it, a total of nine, and looked at the village chief's wife outside, which should have drawn a few more, so these thirteen people should be together.

The foxes who live in these thirteen bodies, I don't know if they were called back to the mountain after completing the task, or if they encountered some accidents, Zhao Yufeng said before that the corpses of these thirteen foxes no longer exist, so it seems that these thirteen hundred-year-old foxes are afraid that they are also more auspicious.

Master Zhao told me that these thirteen had disappeared since the night before, and that those who were crying in the courtyard were the families of these people.

When I entered the door, I didn't look closely, but now I found that there were indeed a few people sitting in the corner crying who had gone to me to ask for paper figures before, although they were no longer abnormally old now, and they no longer needed to cover their faces with heavy makeup, but their lives had not become better.

At this time, Chen Coffin called Master Zhao and said that there was a change.

The three of us didn't know what the change was talking about, so we quickly went out to see it, and found that the content of the painting by the village chief's wife had changed, no longer a person lying in the dark, but into a lot of twists and turns, and irregular lines, we stared at it with wide eyes but until the village chief's wife finished painting, and then collapsed on the ground, we didn't see what it was drawing. The lines were sometimes sparse and sometimes dense, and in a dense area there were many small squares, one of which was deliberately blackened.

After the village chief's wife fell, Xiaohui and I helped her into the house, and Master Zhao took pictures of the remaining pictures with his mobile phone, and he also followed up, along with Chen Coffin and Sangu, and most of the others chose to stay in the courtyard, at most they looked at the door and asked how it was, but they didn't dare to come in.

It was only at this time that I took a serious look at the mask, and I felt that it didn't look like a mask anymore, and the whole thing had merged with the face of the village chief's wife, as if the face had been alienated and deformed by itself, and I didn't know where to pick it off, so I couldn't cut off this face.

When we all looked down to study the mask on the face of the village chief's wife, Xiaohui was holding a piece of paper and looking at it intently, I also turned my head to glance and found that it was the picture that the person in Zhao Yufeng's family handed the mask to the village chief's wife, she should be afraid that the details of the photo were not clear enough, so she retrieved the original picture, looked at it for a while, and took a picture with her mobile phone, and used a special magnification software to view it.

In fact, I want to tell her that even if the proportions of this drawing are accurate, it is only hand-drawn, the strokes are so simple, it is impossible to replace the photo, it is difficult to analyze anything from the details, but Xiaohui looks at it so seriously, and we have no way to face the mask on the face of the village chief's wife, so it is up to her to study her.

Master Zhao kept looking at the time, as if he was waiting for something, I didn't have anything to do, so I went out and found a drawing to take back to study, the drawings of those coffins were in the hands of the old lady, although it was a few simple sketches on A4 paper, but he was like treating the relics of his ancestors, holding them one by one, I was embarrassed to ask him, those thirteen pictures of people lying in the dark, most of them were in the hands of their respective families, and I naturally didn't want to ask them.

I took a closer look, and found that although the family members were sad, they were not surprised, as if they had known that these people had disappeared and could not come back alive. Foxes are not human beings after all, and there will inevitably be flaws in getting along day and night, maybe the people around them have already discovered their abnormality, but even if they already know that the soul inside is no longer their own man, it is better than nothing.

The last thing I found was the drawing, which was a mess of lines, and at first it was passed around in people's hands, but no one could understand what was drawn on it, and the paper was back on the table.

I took this piece of paper back into the room, and slowly looked at it line by line, trying to see something from it, but these lines really didn't look like anything, and the only thing I found was that the small grid was not directly blacked out, but a lot of small short horizontal lines were drawn in it, because the place was small, and it looked like the whole thing was blackened from a distance, and I also counted it, a total of thirteen horizontal lines.

After half a day of research and no results, I was a little sleepy, my eyes aimlessly looking forward along a winding line, dazed, as if I had returned to the time when I was in junior high school, after eating at noon, riding a bicycle along that familiar road to school. This road goes back and forth two times a day, it is already familiar to the point that it can no longer be familiar, I know how to walk with my eyes closed, turn right at an intersection in front, there is a downhill section behind, and then cross an intersection, the road begins to twist and turn, a while left and a moment right, there is a ditch next to it, this is the road I go to school, the only section that needs to be carefully looked at the road.

Realizing that I am a little sleepy now, I quickly shook my head to make myself sober, if I could not wrestle on the road back and forth twice a day, even if I didn't fall well, it would be enough for my classmates to laugh.

I shook my head, and my head hit the wall with a bang, and it shook a little hard, so that I had a little gold stars in my eyes, and then I realized that I was not riding a bicycle on the way to school, but in the living room of the village chief's house, leaning against the wall to study the line drawing that no one could understand, and now the paper was spinning and falling to the ground.

Originally, I was sitting on the sofa to study, but I was really sleepy, I was afraid that I would fall asleep, so I stood up and watched, but I didn't expect to fall asleep against the wall while standing, and I also obeyed myself.

Because it was so loud that everyone turned to look at me, and I was so embarrassed that I quickly bent down to pick up the piece of paper that had fallen to the ground.

I feel like my eyes were still open just now, why did I have a dream? When I looked at the paper again, I finally understood.

The last line I followed was exactly the same as the road I used to go to, and every intersection and every turn was not bad. I followed a fork in the road that I was familiar with before, chased it with my eyes, and found that it was exactly the same as that road, and then I verified a few more iconic roads, and all of them were correct.

I'll go, this special mother is actually the road network of our four towns, the dense lines are villages and towns, and the sparse places are hillsides, ditches, fields and other places with few roads.

The reason why I didn't even find out about the old lady who has lived here for more than a hundred years before is entirely because of the previous pictures, especially the misguidance of the strange lines on the coffin, which led everyone to subconsciously regard this as a detailed version of a pattern, I thought so at first, no one will think about the map, and this map has nothing but the road network, and it does not distinguish between major roads and small roads, all the same lines.

If I hadn't chased a dead look at the details, I really couldn't find it, but it would be easy to know that this is a map, fill in the names of each village, and was surprised to find that the area with the small squares painted happened to be the village where Ye Tianming was, so these small squares that were not very regular were naturally houses, and when I looked closely, I couldn't help but gasp, the small squares with the picture blackened happened to be Ye Tianming's home.

So what does this thirteen and horizontal lines represent, and why is it so coincidental that it is thirteen.

A terrible thought suddenly flashed in my mind, the village chief's wife drew this picture after drawing the thirteen corpses, this doesn't mean that the thirteen corpses are all in Ye Tianming's house, right?

I was just about to tell you about this amazing discovery, Master Zhao's alarm clock rang, and he asked me to give him the paper figure on my body, this time instead of writing the name and eight characters on the paper figure, but using cinnabar to draw a talisman on the paper figure, which was directly slapped on the heavenly spirit cover of the village chief's wife.

The paper man seemed to be unstable at first, and fluttered twice, but soon quieted down, the face of the village chief's wife, as if it was shedding its shell, slowly separated a mask out, as the mask took shape, the village chief's wife's breathing also became heavy, and then looked closely, and found that the mask was sealed entirely, and there was no hole in the mouth, nose and eyes, when the mask and the village chief's wife's face were integrated before, I don't know if the village chief's wife could see it, and now it must be that she can't see anything with her eyes open.

The village chief's wife may have felt that it was difficult to breathe, and began to twist her neck hard, trying to shake off the mask on her face, I was afraid that after a long time, she would be suffocated again, so I reached out to take off the mask for her, but as soon as my hand reached over, the mask was directly separated from the face of the village chief's wife, and it fell directly to the ground.

I was facing the village chief's wife head-on, and judging from the looseness of the mask and the twisting range of the village chief's wife's neck, I would definitely not have thrown the mask off directly. As if unwilling to be touched by me, the mask jumped up and fell to the ground.

And I was going to pick up the mask and study it carefully, but as soon as I reached out to pick it up, the mask burst into flames with a snort, and instantly turned to ashes, and I didn't even have time to see what it was made of.

I really didn't expect this mask to be so strong, and it was able to start the self-destruction procedure after being subdued, leaving no information at all.

When the flames flared, I subconsciously took a step back, and a figure in the flames burst out and rushed directly at me.