I believe that if I had followed my father, I would not have been so afraid.

My sister was so fragile and too thin that she began to cry.

Come to think of it, she was only 19 years old at the time.

My family said that she was a virtual age, but in fact, she was only 18 years old.

Her crying disturbed my hearing, and I couldn't hear the woman's cry clearly.

At the age of 7, I had a manly momentum, and I said, "Sister, with me, don't cry." "

When I said this, my sister hugged my head and cried even harder.

The woman's cry was far and near, and sometimes faint.

I took my sister's hand: "Go wow! "

Actually, we were already close to the 20th Tunzi at that time, but because it was too late, every family in the Tunzi was asleep, and there was no light, so we couldn't find it.

Suddenly, I saw the outline of the tunzi.

"Sister, it's here!"

My sister squinted and looked around, immediately stopped crying, and pulled me to walk briskly towards Tunzi.

I was pulled by my sister, but my eyes unconsciously glanced at a lonely tree at the head of Tunzi.

Just like the feeling of the wing, in my heart, the lonely tree is more mysterious.

A solitary tree is the kind of tree that does not have a single tree for several miles around.

In my hometown, all people are full of reverence for the lonely tree, and that awe is most likely superficial, and the deep fear is fear.

In other words, it is because I have felt the fear of adults since I was a child that I feel mysterious about lonely trees.

In the rural areas of Northeast China, if someone is sick with a strange disease, he will go to a lonely tree in the middle of the night to ask for medicine, muttering a bunch of nonsense, and then picking up what falls from the tree and eating it before dawn, and it is said that the disease will be cured.

It could be half a leaf, it could be a grain of bird droppings......

Around the lonely tree, there are always dried steamed buns (the steamed buns are painted with round red dots), and paper ashes are flying, which makes people feel a little shy.

Lone trees are generally very old, and no matter what they are, the older they are, the more they say.

Moreover, the solitary trees were luxuriant, with long and unkempt hair. The lone tree shades itself tightly.

Walking under the lonely tree, you can hear the whispers of the leaves.

The devil knows what it's talking about.

The lonely tree at the head of Tunzi was only a dozen meters away from my sister and me, and it looked gloomy in the dark night.

In the dim darkness of the night, I suddenly saw something standing beside a lonely tree, and my stomach was empty.

It is said that it is a person, but that thing is hairy.

It was said to be an animal, but it was upright.

I touched my sister.

She turned her head to look, let out a frightened "oops", pulled me and ran away!

I was dragged by her, and I looked back at the thing from time to time.

When we entered the tunzi, we didn't hear the dog barking. This does not fit the style of the countryside.

...... That experience, that dark shadow, I never had a chance to find out what it was. However, at that time, I suspected that it was a wolf--- Mu Wanjiang mutilated the wolf cubs, and the she-wolf went to cry outside the tunzi.

The dogs in the tun were so frightened by the miserable cry that they were too frightened to bark.

When I thought of the wolf, the more I remembered, the more I felt like a wolf.

In the night, I saw its eyes shining like green lamps.

"100,000 Whys" tells me that there are many special crystals under the wolf's eyes, and those crystals have a strong reflection power, gathering many subtle light sources into bundles and reflecting them, looking like two lights......

And my sister's statement is different from mine.

We entered the round house, and my grandmother immediately lit the lamp.

None of them slept.

My sister threw herself over and hugged my, shaking and crying.

"Came back so late! You scared me to death......" said my grandmother.

"Milk, I see ......"

"What do you see?"

"I saw Zhang Caiyun!"

I shuddered.

"Zhang Caiyun?"

"That's her! ......"

My sister has seen Zhang Caiyun and taken her car, and she is very familiar with Zhang Caiyun.

She's an adult, and she should see it more than I do.

"Where?" My grandfather, surnamed Sun, sat up and asked.

"It's next to the lonely tree outside the tunzi. She was smiling at me, and her hair was covered in blood! "

"Sun Maozhi, go take a look!" My grandmother said to my grandfather.

My grandfather hesitated, put on his coat, picked up a flashlight, and walked out.

My sister was very firm. At this time, the more I thought about it, the more human-like it became. Is it the female madwoman in the tunzi?

My grandfather will be back soon.

I suspect he just stayed in front of the room for a while and didn't dare to go at all.

"Did you see that?" My grandmother asked.

"Nothing." My grandfather whispered.

Soon after, I went to Linn County once.

My cousin's family lives there and I stayed at her house for a few days.

The liberation vehicle I was in was also going to cross the meadow. At that time, my heart was in my throat.

Along the way, I only saw a rabbit that sprinted in panic through the dirt road and into the deeper grass.

Since my cousin-in-law works at a chemical plant and drives a car for the factory manager, I met the truck driver at the chemical plant surnamed Zhang.

He has a good relationship with my cousin-in-law. He was a very honest man.

When I think about it now, he was in his 30s at the time, but he was very old in my eyes.

His most prominent feature is that he has no beard, none of them.

He hugged me a lot. I was 7 years old at the time, and I didn't want to be hugged by adults.

Every time he went to his cousin's house, he would bring me delicious food, large pieces of sugar, melon seeds, and biscuits...... What a luxury these things were at the time.