I suppressed the fear in my heart and shivered and lit the oil lamp.

Looking at the faintly beating flames, he raised his hand and gave himself a mouthful.

During the day, I still want to see these things, get close to them, and get to know them.

But when I actually saw it, I almost fucking scared my pee.

Suddenly feeling a little hungry, I grabbed a cold steamed bun, took a bite hard, and swallowed it vigorously.

As a result, I rolled my eyes in a choked manner.

The next day, I found an electrician in the village to connect the electricity to my house.

In fact, the village has long been electrified, but Grandma has been reluctant to use it.

It hasn't been updated for more than ten days, and I can't write anything at all.

I turned on my computer and read the comments of readers.

One of them made the dog I scolded bloody:

"The author is just a fool, you can write a fucking good novel if you write it, what the hell is the hell? Think you're Ning Caichen? ”

I smiled and ignored it.

Just scold, it doesn't matter.

I don't need their understanding and belief, there is no point.

Log in to QQ, seventy-seven messages to apply for adding friends, all of them are one person, and the name is a string of letters, which is transliterated from Japanese into English.

In my own spelling, it's called man and dog.

I took a deep breath and clicked agree.

The avatar flashed immediately.

"I was wrong."

"I believe it, you can let me go!"

"I beg you to let me go, okay? I trust you, and I'll never post comments again! ”

I wondered what was going on.

Suddenly, I remembered that once when I was replying to a reader's comment, I left my QQ number.

But this ......

Is it the one who scolded me?

I smiled and typed the next line:

"I haven't turned on the computer for the past few days, I just saw it, you don't have to apologize, and I'm not angry."

The other party replied instantly:

"Big brother, I'm convinced, how can you let me and my family go!"

I was a little annoyed and replied:

"I didn't do anything, I didn't have time to you!"

Then he got up and went to Grandma and told her that the electricity was ready.

Grandma leaned back in the rocking chair, gave a soft "um", and did not speak.

I sat down across from her and asked:

"Grandma, why don't you have electric lights in your house?"

Grandma slowly sat up straight from the rocking chair, approached me and whispered:

"Because, I'm afraid of the light."

In the dimly lit room, I couldn't see her expression clearly, but I felt that her face was a little blue.

I guess the old man may have been reluctant to pay for the electricity, so he didn't continue to ask, and quickly changed the topic.

"Grandma, what do you want to eat at noon, I'll make it for you."

Grandma lay back on the rocking chair and waved her hand gently:

"I'm not hungry, you can eat yourself."

The old lady said that the character of the same thing I knew completely in the past few days.

Without saying anything more, he withdrew from the house.

When I went out, I vaguely saw that the quilt curtain hanging at the door of the room behind her seemed to move slightly.

I still wondered, grandma's house is even blocked by the windows, it is impossible for the wind to blow in?

I didn't care about it at the time, so I went back to my house.

In the evening, I turn on my computer and want to write something.

QQ rang again.

The person who sent the message was a stranger.

In the dialog box is a picture, click on it, it is a painting.

The drawing is drawn with pencil, and the drawing is not good, and it looks like the handwriting of an elementary school student.

The painting depicts a wedding scene with the bride covered and led by a man.

It is impossible to distinguish the appearance of a man at all, but the face is painted very fat, and the cheeks are puffed out well, which looks a little funny.

I smiled and ignored it.

After a while, the other party sent another one.

A woman was lying on the bed, and the man was standing on the floor, holding the child in his arms.

He looked very happy, and the bulging flesh on both cheeks seemed to be laughing.

When the third picture came in, the picture had completely changed.

Under a dead tree in the courtyard, the man tied the naked woman to the tree, and whipped the woman with a whip in his hand.

Fourth, fifth, and sixth paintings, all of them are men beating women.

For some reason, in these paintings, the man has a beard and his hair is braided at the back of his head.

In every painting, there is a dead tree.

Tree!

I was shocked, and my scalp tingled.

At this time, QQ sounded again, and this time in the painting, it was the back of a woman, who was hanging from a tree with a rope.

The other end of the rope was in the man's hand.

Suddenly, the picture moved, and the woman hanging from the tree slowly turned her head.

Protruding eyeballs, long tongue......

Closing the computer with a "snap", I staggered out and went straight to Grandma's house.

Pushing the door open, Grandma was still sitting behind a low table, holding a strange snuffbox in her hand.

"Grandma...... I...... She...... There is a painting...... I ......"

I was incoherent because I was nervous.

Not exactly because of fear, but more because of surprise.

In the final picture, it is clearly depicted as a murder!

Grandma didn't look at me and sighed softly:

"Baby, sit down."

I took a deep breath and sat down across from her.

"Alas......"

Grandma sighed again.

"She's a hard-working girl!"

I was stunned and looked at her in surprise.

Grandma poured me a bowl of water, and her voice was a little depressed:

"I knew last night that she had found you, and your blood was stained with that red thread."

I looked at my fingers, and the wound had dried up and crusted over.

Grandma didn't look at me, and continued to say to herself:

"Her name is Zhao Di, she is the eldest sister in the family, and there are five younger sisters, and she married into this village fifteen years ago......

She had a strong stomach and gave birth to a boy in her first child, but unfortunately her life was not good and she died.

For the next four years, her belly never grew again.

She is not manly, and beats her all day long, to death.

Finally, one day she hanged him alive on the dead tree and told her mother's family that she had committed suicide.

was not welcomed, and no one investigated how she died after she died.

This baby is angry, so he has been wandering in this village.

The man begged his mother-in-law again, and the little girl yesterday was his seed.

Zhao Di couldn't help the adults, so she tossed the little girl every once in a while.

That's right! ”

I listened coldly, gritted my teeth and asked:

"Then why didn't you arrest the man?"

Grandma lowered her head and murmured:

"Everyone is burned out, how can you prove it?!"

I froze there, fear completely covered in anger.

Grandma waved her hand and said to me:

"Baby, you don't care, Zhao Di won't hurt you, that girl is very kind-hearted ......"

I came out of my grandmother's house with my head down, looking up at the sky, and the moon was quietly emerging from behind the dark clouds, looking at me quietly.

At that moment, a bold and evil plan was born in my heart......