I moved back inch by inch almost by the strength of my buttocks, the figure in the crack of the tree gradually became clear, a little girl with a ponytail jumped into my sight, her cheerful steps relieved a trace of tension in my heart, my original rapid and trembling gasps also became thicker, the little girl walked to my side and looked at me with a smile, I found that she was no different from ordinary people except for her pale face. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Maybe I just read it wrong, I consoled myself like this. I timidly asked, "You...... Who are you? How do I ...... How come I've never seen you before? ”

The little girl's innocent eyes looked at me: "I only come out to play every day when the sun is about to go down, of course you haven't seen me." ”

I relaxed a little more when she could understand me, and then she asked, "I just saw the flower you threw on the ground, what's wrong?" ”

I replied, "This flower was supposed to be given to a little sister, but she didn't come, and I plan to come back tomorrow and pick some more beautiful flowers for her." "There was a flush on my face.

The little girl smiled slightly, but in my eyes felt a little hairy, I tried to admit that she was just a little girl, and there was no malice, but grandma's words and rumors in the village made my hairs stand on end, the little girl tried to put her hand on my chest, but as soon as she touched my collar, her fingers bounced back like a reflex, and showed a very painful look, I watched her every move, looked at her hand, and looked at the silver lock that my mother had asked for me on my chest, I wondered what the connection would be, and I was thinking about it, when the little girl spoke again: "Little brother, do you want to see the little sister you are talking about?" Most of my fear was dispelled when I heard this, but I timidly said, "Of course I do, but I can see her tomorrow morning." The little girl tilted her head: "Little brother, if you don't listen to me, then you will never see that little sister." ”

I was shocked: "Why? What are you going to do to him? ”

The little girl said: "Little brother, don't worry, as long as you come to me tomorrow or at this time, then you will definitely see him, remember not to wear that little silver lock, otherwise the little sister will not appear." With that, she pointed to the silver lock on my chest with her little finger.

At this time, I seemed to hear my grandmother's voice calling me, and I hurriedly shouted: "Grandma, I'm here in the big locust tree!" When I looked back again, I saw a face covered in blood with a shattered head, in stark contrast to the pale countenance. I closed my eyes and screamed! Grandma seemed to hear my shout, and she cried, "Xiao Cong! Don't be afraid that grandma is coming. The sound seemed to resound in the sky, and after a while, a rush of footsteps accompanied by a cry swirled into my cochlea, I slowly opened my eyes, and saw a familiar figure running towards me, gradually becoming clearer and clearer, gray hair, deep wrinkles, who else could this be my grandmother? Then the figure hugged me, and I looked at the big locust tree again, it was still so burly and vicissitudes, and it looked extremely terrifying against the background of the setting sun, and the branches of the tree were like blood-stained tentacles, stagnating in the air.

I seemed to see the figure of my little sister behind the tree and the bouquet of flowers in her hand, the bouquet I had picked, and I smiled, but a pair of miserable white hands reached out to her, and the corners of my clothes were still the little red flowers that were terrifying.

The next night, I had a high fever and was spitting slurred nonsense, and my grandmother was fetching water to wipe my face and cool me down, and I could see that her old man was worried about me.

The next morning, a ray of sunlight found my face through the screen window for many years, reflecting a grid of shadows, I shook my somewhat dull head, and looked sleepily at my grandmother lying on the side of the bed, I thought she must have tossed all night last night, this is what her even snoring told me, only then did I remember what happened yesterday afternoon, I was so frightened that I shuddered all over you, trying to comfort myself that it was just a dream, and suddenly my mind remembered my little sister holding the flowers I had thrown on the ground, and the pair of miserable white hands, My whole body suddenly sobered up a lot, I secretly looked at my grandmother who was still asleep, I breathed a sigh of relief, I quietly climbed out of bed, tiptoed to my grandfather's room, I breathed a sigh of relief, a few days ago my grandfather went to the village market to occupy a stall, this time I took the melons in the thin field in the front yard to buy, every day before dawn to go out, until lunch and dinner came back.

I continued to walk towards the gate, and while I was just looking at the road, I accidentally touched a bunch of garlic hanging on the wall, making a rattling sound. I hurriedly squatted down and looked into the house, and saw that my grandmother only pursed her lips a few times and then fell asleep, and a big stone in my heart fell to the ground. I stood up and quickened my pace towards the gate, and within a few steps I realized what it meant to be nervous, and as I stood outside the door and looked west, I swallowed, "It's going to be fine in broad daylight." I encouraged myself. I nodded vigorously and trotted all the way in the direction of the big locust tree.

When I arrived, there were already a lot of people gathered there, now I was even more afraid, I hurriedly ran over to see what was going on, relying on my short body, I was very flexible to squeeze into the crowd, ran to the front, I looked up, I gasped, two small hands covered the round mouth that could stuff an orange, eyes were like two small light bulbs, I saw that the crack on the big locust tree last evening had expanded a whole circle, and the root of the locust tree left a dark red thing, And in the middle of the crack was a human head, and on the human head was a broken face, which must be full of dark red marks, and the owner of this face turned out to be a little sister! Her body was embedded in the crack of the big locust tree, and she could vaguely see a bunch of wild flowers in the crack.

I don't know when my cousin has come, he was also frightened when he saw this scene, and saw me who was already scared, and hurriedly ran over and covered my eyes, and took me home, I later learned that the police had worked with the villagers to cut down the big locust tree and take away the body of the little sister, it is said that she was wearing a small red floral dress, and his parents were crying silently. In the end, with the consent of the village chief, the big guy burned this hundred-year-old locust tree, and no one in the village felt pity except me.