Yang She found that Ning Qiushui's expression was a little strange, as if he was thinking about something.

After being reminded by Yang She, Ning Qiushui exhaled a puff of white smoke and said lightly:

"Nothing."

The curiosity in his heart intensified.

Whether it is intuition or the clues obtained so far, they all point in the same direction - the death of the old village chief is very strange!

"That's right......"

Ning Qiushui thought of a special detail again, and asked Yang She:

"Why is the staircase leading to the third floor of the guest house covered with cement?"

At the mention of the guest house, Yang She's sad sallow little face was rendered with a layer of fear pale.

"There...... It's haunted there. ”

Ning Qiushui was stunned.

"The guest house is haunted?"

Yang She bit her lip.

"When the old village chief was sick, there were a group of guests in Goose Village, but those guests finally died on the third floor of the guest house, and the old people in the village said that the place was very evil, and the old village chief was sick, and no one could suppress the evil in that place, and then the son of the old village chief took someone to paste the staircase leading to the third floor of the guest house directly with cement."

Ning Qiushui nodded.

"Then you know...... Is there anything on the third floor of the guest house? ”

Yang She's face was even more frightened.

The anger that arose when he saw his father's head before couldn't suppress the horror in his heart at this time.

He shook his head and spoke in a panicked tone, as if he had touched a great taboo deep in his heart.

"I don't know, I don't know!"

After speaking, Yang She looked at his father's rotten head in his arms and cried again.

Ning Qiushui gently rubbed his head.

"It's okay, if you don't know, I won't ask more."

"When will your mom be back?"

Yang She sobbed a few times and choked up:

"She usually comes back from town in the evening."

Ning Qiushui nodded.

"I'll wait for her to come back."

In this way, Ning Qiushui accompanied the child in Yangshe's courtyard until the sun set in the distance, the dusky horizon began to shift rapidly, and the sound of opening the door came very punctually.

Squeak –

The iron door was pushed open, and a gentle woman with the same wind and frost on her face appeared at the door, she walked back with a tired body, and when she saw Ning Qiushui in the courtyard, she was not surprised.

"Ah She, there are guests at home, why don't you pour a glass of water for others?"

The woman's voice was almost drowning tender.

Yang She looked at her mother with tears on her face:

"Mother, father...... Daddy's ......"

He tried several times, but he didn't speak.

Ning Qiushui walked to the woman's side and nodded slightly at her as a sign of politeness.

"I'll go first, you two can talk slowly."

After Ning Qiushui finished speaking, he left here, and after he left, the woman came to Yang She step by step and hugged him gently.

"Mother...... Dad was killed...... Woohoo......"

"It's all my bad ......"

Yang She's mother gently patted him on the back.

"I don't blame you, it's not your fault."

She comforted Yang She softly, and she didn't seem to be surprised at all by the human head in Yang She's arms.

Yang She also noticed that his mother was abnormal, and he slowly raised his head and looked at his mother with teary eyes.

In the dim light, the woman's face was unusually pale.

"Mother, why are you ......?"

Yang She's tone was suspicious.

"What's wrong, Ah She?"

The woman was still smiling at her child.

Yang She shrugged her nose.

"Why aren't you surprised at all?"

The woman gently touched the back of his head and said softly:

"Because my mother already knows."

Yang She's body shook, and then said incredulously:

"Mother, you, you know?"

"Then why didn't you tell me?"

Woman:

"Mother is afraid that you will be sad...... Okay, you go wash first, and then go back to your room and sleep. ”

Yang She wiped the tears from her face with the back of her hand.

"What about Daddy?"

The woman was silent for a moment, and then she suddenly turned her head to look at the door of the courtyard, her already pale eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Mother has something to deal with, tonight, you must not go out of the courtyard door."

"Promise mother...... Ah She, promise my mother. ”

Yang She looked at the woman in front of her, her throat moved, and she still said:

"I promise you, mother."

The woman smiled and rubbed his head again.

"Ah She, do you remember what your father taught you?"

"Tell my mother."

Ashe nose suction:

"Manly, big husband, shed blood without tears, be strong."

The woman buried her head, kissed him lightly on the forehead, and whispered in his ear:

"Ah She must remember his father's teachings."

"Tomorrow, when Ah She wakes up, I will take your father's head, go to the man today, and ask him to go to the village chief's house with you to ask."

"Mother is gone, Ah She."

With that, she stood up and walked towards the gate of the courtyard.

Yang She looked at his mother's distant back, and suddenly there was a heart-rending pain in his chest, and he looked at his mother's back in a daze, only then did he realize that he ...... It turned out that his mother did not have legs at all.

She floated in the air and came to the door.

Pushing open the door, three terrifying rotten faces were there, staring at Yang She with a strong look of resentment.

"Give us back our toys!"

They have a high-pitched voice.

But it is not possible to enter the yard.

The woman walked outside the door, stood in front of the three little ghosts, slowly turned around, and smiled at Yang She, who looked frightened.

Squeak –

She closed the door.

"Mother!!"

Yang She finally reacted, and screamed heartbreakingly, he didn't care about being afraid, and ran towards the door with a crawl, just when his hands were about to touch the iron door, he suddenly remembered what he had promised his mother, and stopped in place.

Under the moonlight, Yang She stood in that place for a long time.

Sobbing and sobbing.

…

Ning Qiushui walked back along the path.

The flashlight in his hand fell on the dirt road under his feet, and suddenly a dark shadow appeared in front of him, and his mouth seemed to be cursing something......

The dark figure was a woman with long hair.

was illuminated by the flashlight in Ning Qiushui's hand, and she also realized that there was someone behind her, and when she turned her head, both of them were slightly stunned.

"It's you?!"

The woman was surprised.

pS: There's an update later.