I didn't remember what Zong Sheng said, but when he said this, I could still hear the singing voice. And the song is getting clearer and clearer. It's like a girl singing less than 10 meters behind me. And the singing is getting closer.

The wind, blowing, the trees rattling. I don't know what I can do to find Wang Gan's biological father? His father is also a ghost, so maybe he has been reincarnated. So what if you find it? Let him go to the hotel to persuade Wang Gan and let Wang Gan stop killing people? Is this possible?

I couldn't concentrate, because the fluttering sound of singing was getting closer and closer to me, and I could hear it more and more clearly.

A gust of wind blew, and the sunlight sank into the clouds on the horizon, and the light weakened and became dim. From dawn to dark, in fact, it is only a matter of ten or twenty minutes, and it is almost dark.

The singing voice seemed to begin to recoil, towards the depths of the mass grave. That's not right, as usual, it's getting dark, and everyone will go outside the mass grave. Zong Sheng's kind of ghost fetus is not a normal person, he has no intention of leaving at all, and he doesn't know how he communicated with that tree.

The sound of singing passed by me, and I couldn't help but look back. At this sight, my cold sweat came down. For there were no young women around the place, and the song continued to move deeper into the graveyard. Walking beside me was a child of about five years old. The child has a lollipop in his hand, a smile on his face, two hands outstretched, eyes slightly looking upwards, and walks forward.

This kid is not right! First of all, the song was so clear that I couldn't have heard it wrong, it was a young woman's voice, it couldn't have been a child's voice. Again, this is a mass grave, and one of her children appears here, even if she comes to play, this time period is not suitable, and her eyes. The ground here is not flat, and the route she walks is not straight, and if you want to walk in such an environment, you should always keep an eye on your feet, or you will fall. The child's eyes were slightly upward. In the end, her smile, she smiled very sweetly, as if she had seen her own parents, who would smile at the empty air in such a mass grave?

So what if she wasn't smiling into the air?

My heart chuckled. I stretched out my hand and wanted to pat Zong Sheng, who was communicating with the big locust tree, but I was worried that it would affect him, so I stretched out my hand, but I still didn't take a picture.

The child was a little girl, wearing very old clothes, and there were many threads torn out of the sides of her pants. The girl's hair was tied up in a mess, and her face was not very clean. The lollipop in his hand has not yet been unpacked. Song?! By the way, she's following the song. But the one who was singing, I couldn't see her. That......

"Zong Sheng!" I couldn't help but whisper, if my inference was correct, the child was in danger. I was anxious and scared, and my heartbeat accelerated, "Zong Sheng, are you okay?" ”

The child had followed the voice past me, towards the depths of the mass grave.

"Zong Sheng! Zong Sheng! "I was in a hurry to whisper, I only dared to whisper, I don't know how Zong Sheng's progress is going, if he causes trouble, maybe he will be in danger.

But the little girl had already walked five or six meters away from me, and if she did go too far, who knows what would happen?

In a hurry, I still decided to follow the little girl, if Zong Sheng's matter of asking about the tree was over, he could come to me and leave a way for the little girl.

I did not follow the little girl, but beside her she asked, "Son, where are you going?" ”

The kid didn't look at me at all, tilted his head slightly, and looked up. I looked into her gaze, and all I could see was a gray cloud in the sky, and there was some golden sunset light under the clouds. But her smile clearly told me that there was something she could see, but I couldn't.

I've been able to see ghosts several times since I followed Zong Sheng, why can't I see them now? But sometimes, seeing it is more terrifying than not seeing, I don't know where she is, I don't know if she will get angry when she sees me talking to the little girl, whether she will hurt the little girl, or hurt me.

I was scared and nervous, but I didn't want to leave. Now the little girl and I have walked more than twenty meters, and Zong Sheng over there is still talking to the tree, he is very anxious, but he can't call him loudly from such a distance.

"Little sister, can I take you home to find your mother?" I said.

The little girl finally reacted: "Mommy, Mommy." She still tilted her head and smiled, "Mom, hug." ”

"Mommy hug?" She stretched out her hand forward, looked up and smiled, that is, where was her mother? Is the person singing her mom? But I couldn't see her mother, her mother...... Not people!

I was cold, and on a summer evening like this, I felt like I was cold to my bones. "Sister, will I take you to your grandmother? What about your grandmother? Did she take you out on the streets? ”

"Mommy, Mommy, hug." The little girl still said that, as if she hadn't heard what I said.

I swallowed and calmed down. Zong Sheng, come over quickly, there's something wrong here. I shouted in my heart, looking at the big locust tree over there, such a big locust tree, because the distance has become very small.

"Sister, don't go ahead, can you hear me?"

"Mom, hug." The child is still this action, or this sentence.

The light was getting darker, and I was anxious to look around to see what could help me. It was only then that I discovered a cliff that appeared on the little girl's straight route, and it would be an exaggeration to say that it was a cliff. That's a quarrying site where people have started a mountain to quarry, and over there, a small half of the hillside has been dug up, and this mass grave is on the half of the hillside that has not been dug up.

On the edge of the hillside, there is a lonely grave, and the grave is two meters ahead, which is a cliff, it is estimated that it should be four or five meters, not very high, but for this little girl, if she really follows the current route and keeps going forward, without changing the route, then she will really fall from there.

"Sister, don't go any further. Do you remember your family's phone numbers? Can I help you call your family and ask them to pick you up? ”

The child still did not respond, she had already walked in front of the lonely grave, did not stop, and continued to walk forward.

"Sister, don't go any further, you'll fall. It's very high there, if you fall, you'll get hurt and you'll have to go to the hospital for an injection! "I'm already sweating and I don't know what to do. At a distance of two meters, it doesn't take a few seconds for a five or six-year-old child.

I was so anxious that I bit my lip and immediately made a decision to rob people! I'm a college student in my twenties, and I haven't done much physical exercise in school, so it shouldn't be a problem to take a five or six-year-old child away.

I reached out and picked up the child, and the child cried and cried loudly, "Mommy! Mom! Mom! "It's like I'm the one who snatched the child. It was at this moment, from this angle, that I saw the tombstone on the lonely grave, and the singing voice clearly came from the tombstone.

I took a step back in a panic, and the child struggled, and in my panic, I let the child struggle.

"Ahh Don't run, kid! I cried out as the boy rushed towards the cliff, crying, "Mommy, there's a bad guy!" Mommy hug! Woohoo......"

"Don't!" I closed my eyes in panic. At that moment, I felt as if I was jumping down with the child, there was a feeling of being in the air, and then my heart tightened, and I didn't hear the muffled sound of the child falling, the song disappeared, and I could still hear the child's crying. The child is not dead! The kid didn't jump!

When I opened my eyes, I saw Zong Sheng standing on the edge of the cliff, holding the child in his hand, and the child in his hand was waving his little arms, kicking his calves, and hitting him.

Zong Sheng frowned suddenly, bent down slightly, and threw the child on the ground in front of the grave and said to the child: "Cry again!" Crying again eats you! ”

The child was so frightened by him that he sniffed and really stopped crying.

However, the expression on Zong Sheng's face was not good, I had a difficult look on my face, I also saw it just now, he was directly clamping the child, and the child was beaten by him and clamped around his waist. When the child waved his arm, it hit him right in the ...... Well, men are most vulnerable. Although the child is only five or six years old, when he cries so much, the strength of the fight should not be weak.

"Are you alright?" I asked softly.

Zong Sheng looked at me with his four white eyes: "I should ask you if you are okay!" Are you looking for your own death? ”

"Me?! I didn't want to watch this kid die, so I did that. If she jumps like this, something will definitely happen. You, you're all right. "The man was beaten in that place, and the news of going to the hospital in an accident can still be seen in online newspapers.

Zong Sheng didn't answer me, squatted down, and said to the tombstone: "Grab the child?!" You are the mother of the child, do you snatch your own child like this? gave birth to her, but she was going to die, and she came to accompany you. Aren't you too selfish? ”

There were cries in the air. Although the singing turned into a cry, listen, they were still a human voice, and it should be the voice of a ghost.

ps:

In this article grinding iron serialized genuine text, there have been announced my personal penguin and a certain wave of Weibo, and even many pros, can be added to my WeChat. I posted this information because someone had impersonated me before, which had a bad influence on me, so that everyone knew which one was mine.

A lot of pros come to me through penguins and add friends. My QQ is already full, and I can't add it. So no one was added either. There are also some relatives in the group who can poke me directly from the group. I get dozens, sometimes hundreds, messages coming in every day. But I don't reply to the chat. I also ask for your understanding. I'm already in a hurry every day, and I really don't have time to chat. Don't reason with me, such a sentence is a sentence for you, dozens or even hundreds of sentences for me.

When I had an official group here before, there was also this situation, that is, many people chatted with me, and I replied one by one, and in the end, there was no time to code words, and I was the one who was scolded.

Do you want to talk to you, or do you want me to code? I'm not a joker, and I can't talk to me at any level. Let's watch me tell the story.

Thank you for your understanding! Gold bows!