Chu Xiaowei is gone, it's pouring rain outside, where can she go?

The head teacher hurriedly put down the books and ran out, the corridor was empty, there was no one, she told us to stay in the classroom obediently and not go out, and then ran out with an anxious face, not caring about the umbrella. After a while, the teachers in the school ran out one after another, looking for Chu Xiaowei everywhere.

The rain hit the ground in dense clusters, splashing the boss's water, and from time to time a lightning bolt lit up in the dim sky, followed by a deafening thunderclap.

The students in the class all shrunk in their seats, looking in awe at the teacher looking around in the rain outside the window, all scared, the oppressive weather and the oppressive atmosphere.

Inadvertently, I looked through the window to the back of the school, and the overgrown grass around the small pond had been flattened by everyone for the past few days, and the water in the pond had been drained, and the heavy rain had fallen on it, forming a small puddle. A white figure stood on the edge of the pond, the rain drenching her all over her body, and her two small pigtails that had been upturned drooped her head.

Chu Xiaowei!

I grabbed an umbrella and ran out.

The ground was muddy, and when I walked to Chu Xiaowei's side, my feet were covered with mud.

"Chu Xiaowei, why did you come here? The teachers are looking for you! Let's go back. ”

It was raining so heavily, but Chu Xiaowei didn't seem to be aware of it, she looked at the pond in a daze, and turned a deaf ear to my words.

"Click!" A thousand feet of lightning pierced the sky, and the silver lightning flashed at that moment, I seemed to see a transparent figure lying next to Chu Xiaowei's ear, as if saying something to her.

After this lightning flashed, Chu Xiaowei's eyes closed, and his whole body collapsed on me as if he had been pulled out of his bones. I was so frightened that my legs went limp, I sat down on the ground and hurriedly shouted for the teacher to come over.

The rain on the ground soaked the soil, and my feet left a long trail of footprints on it, and I suddenly found that there were three footprints on the ground from the classroom to this side, mine, Chu Xiaowei's, and whose other string was it? I felt chills in my heart, and my whole body trembled with fear. Then I cried, the umbrella fell aside, and Chu Xiaowei's skin was cold and fell into my arms.

I was drenched in a heavy rain and my whole body was feverish. My family asked the teacher for a few days off, and my grandmother hurriedly took me to the village health center to hang water.

Unexpectedly, I saw Chu Xiaowei, she also had a fever, and her grandmother also brought her to hang water. We sat together, and my grandmother and her grandmother sat next to each other and chatted.

Her face was pale, and her big eyes didn't have the aura of the past.

I asked her what was wrong and why she had gone to the pond that day.

She said she didn't know.

I wonder why you yourself ran to the pond and didn't know it.

The hanging water made me feel cold, and my face should not be much better than Chu Xiaowei.

Suddenly, Chu Xiaowei came over and whispered in my ear, "I really saw Maomao that day." ”

I shuddered.

"He's drenched in the rain on the playground and he's soaking wet, so pitiful."

"He told me he was cold and asked me to help him."

"He said he couldn't get out under the pond, it was dark and cold in there, he was scared, he wanted to come out, let me find a way to help him."

I looked at Chu Xiaowei mysteriously and seriously, as if he wasn't joking.

Mao Mao is dead, she doesn't know, yes, she doesn't know that Mao Mao has drowned.

On the day of Maomao's accident, I was also there, and Chu Xiaowei was also there.

In fact, on that day, it was supposed to be Chu Xiaowei who was going to drown, and we were playing by the small pond that day, when Chu Xiaowei suddenly slipped his foot and fell into the water. Chu Xiaowei didn't know how to water, choked a lot of water, Mao Mao and I grabbed her hand on the shore, but she struggled very hard, and we finally pulled her up, but I didn't expect her hand to pull Mao Mao into the water.

I watched as Mao Mao struggled helplessly, cried out in bitter pain, and finally sank to the bottom of the water, silently disappearing as if suddenly.

At that time, Chu Xiaowei choked on too much water and had already fainted. Later, the family didn't tell her about Maomao, and the teacher also asked the classmates not to talk about it. So Chu Xiaowei didn't know about Mao Mao until now.

I smiled hard, trying to strengthen my courage, and said to Chu Xiaowei: "How can Mao Mao be under the pond, how can there be someone under the pond?" You're lying to me. ”

Chu Xiaowei was anxious, and hurriedly said with wide eyes: "I didn't lie to you, Mao Mao said that there is a room under the pond, there are no windows and no doors in the house, there is only a skylight, it is usually closed, the house is dark and cold, he is in there!" ”

"I told my family that my parents didn't believe me and scolded me. Do you believe me? Shall we go and help Maomao? ”

I looked at her helpless eyes, my head was hot, and my heart swelled with manly courage.

"Good!"

Chu Xiaowei and I fell on the edge of the pond inexplicably, the school was a little panicked, and discussed and invited another Taoist priest, this Taoist priest looks more reliable than the previous one, about forty years old, people call him Mr. Liu, he is relatively thin and tall, his eyes are burning, he is very energetic, wearing a plain white clothes, black pants and big cloth shoes, he walked around the pond a few times, frowned and told the principal, this pond is too ghostly, and it needs to be suppressed by singing a big drama in the school, singing for three days, it is best to invite the whole village over.

In the past, there was such a saying, when there are ghosts and monsters in a place, you can sing a few big plays to deter ghosts, so that they dare not make trouble, there is the spirit of the ancients in the opera, and the audience is full of popularity, and the ghosts are very restrained.

So the school hurriedly contacted a drama troupe and notified the whole village to come and watch the play. At first, the people in the village didn't understand that not long after the students in the school died, how could they sing in a good manner? This is a bit disrespectful to the deceased and the family of the deceased. So the principal hurriedly stood up and explained what happened, and everyone was relieved, and they also said that they would go to the school to watch a play.

The big drama was performed on the school playground and sung for three days.

The troupe soon arrived, setting up a stage in the school's playground, and the classroom used as a dressing room. A group of us children watched the stage set up, and then jumped up and jumped excitedly, and the troupe owner was very generous, and did not let us go, but looked at us with a smile.

On the first night, almost all the people in the village came over, and they filled the playground with large and small benches, and some people came late and had to go to the second floor of the teaching building to see.

The gongs and drums sounded, Chu Xiaowei and I sneaked out as agreed beforehand, and ran to the school's utility room, I picked up a shovel, she carried a hoe, and we secretly ran to the small pond.