Xiaoyao Xiaoyao in the mountains

Looking at the mighty crowd behind him, Yang Xiaobao frowned.

"Village Chief, I think you should find a way to let them go back, and nothing will happen again."

"Yes, yes," Zhang Shengli now obeyed Yang Xiaobao's words.

He turned around and waved his hands, and said to the big guy: "It's okay, it's okay, don't follow, it's not a good thing, why do you follow?"

But his words didn't have much effect, and the villagers still followed.

Zhang Shengli looked at Yang Xiaobao helplessly.

Yang Xiaobao had no choice but to let them follow.

When he arrived at Beihe Village Primary School, Yang Xiaobao first walked around outside the school.

He found a flat field behind the school, next to the wall.

Inside the wall is a big locust tree.

This tree is as thick as three people hugging each other.

It is estimated that half of the trunk is dead because of its age.

But even so, this big locust tree is also very dense, and the radius of its branches has grown to more than ten meters away.

Yang Xiaobao looked up at the big locust tree, and couldn't help admiring it in his heart.

It was also the first time he had seen such a big locust tree.

"Village Chief, is this the locust tree you dug?" Yang Xiaobao asked, pointing to the locust tree inside the wall.

"Yes, yes." Zhang Shengli nodded with a wry smile.

Yang Xiaobao sighed, and said: "Such a big locust tree, are you afraid of becoming a ghost? How dare you cut it down?"

"Brother Xiaobao, I didn't believe this kind of statement before, but after this incident, I definitely believed it. But, isn't it too late?"

Yang Xiaobao snorted and said, "Okay, let's go in and have a look."

Watched by the villagers, Yang Xiaobao and Zhang Shengli entered the campus.

Perhaps it is more appropriate to call this campus a pig farm now.

Those classrooms were all turned into pigpens, and even the railings were erected.

Yang Xiaobao was not in the mood to look at this right now, but went straight to the big locust tree.

The villagers also squeezed into an open space in the school curiously, looking nervously at the big locust tree and Yang Xiaobao under the big locust tree.

At the root of the big locust tree, a deep pit has been dug around.

The surrounding soil is almost piled up into hills.

"From yesterday to now, has anyone visited?" Yang Xiaobao asked curiously.

"No." Zhang Shengli said, turned around and asked the villagers who followed him.

None of the surrounding villagers answered.

"no, what happened?"

Yang Xiaobao frowned, pointed to the marks on the excavated soil and said: "This mark looks like someone stepped on it."

"This, this doesn't look like it, it looks like something slipped past."

Zhang Shengli looked at the mound, and there was a mark that seemed to have been stepped on or slipped by something.

Although Yang Xiaobao was a little curious, he didn't think too much, but walked to the root of the tree that was dug.

When he saw the deep pit that had been dug, his face suddenly changed.

"Village Chief, was there a hole here at that time?" Yang Xiaobao asked, pointing to a hole at the root of the tree.

Originally, Zhang Shengli was a little scared, hiding far away and not daring to get close.

But when asked by Yang Xiaobao, he hurried over.

When he saw the bowl-thick hole at the root of the tree, his expression changed, and he immediately shook his head and said, "No, there was no such hole at all at that time."

When the surrounding villagers heard what they said, some of them boldly came over, looked at it, and discussed something in a low voice.

Not long after, everyone in Beihe Village knew about it.

They all talked about the tree hole that suddenly appeared, and said everything.

However, they completely agreed on one view, that is, the death of three people in the village must have something to do with the big locust tree.

As for what is inside the big locust tree, there are different opinions.

Some said that the big locust tree became a spirit, and Zhang Shengli and several others dug the tree, which angered the locust tree spirit.

Some people also said that there was a demon living in this big locust tree, and it was actually a demon that they offended.

Listening to the villagers' discussion, Zhang Shengli was obviously scared.

He wiped the sweat off his face, and asked with a smile, "Brother Xiaobao, what do you say about this?"

Yang Xiaobao looked at the tree hole, and suddenly thought of the nightmare he had.

Could it be that in this tree hole, there is really a snake that appeared in a dream?

Was the trace on the mound just now made by this python?

Then it came out of the tree hole, really to deal with itself?

But it was clearly a dream.

"Brother Xiaobao?"

Seeing that Yang Xiaobao didn't speak, Zhang Shengli called out cautiously.

Yang Xiaobao was interrupted by Zhang Shengli, he took a deep breath and said, "Give me a shovel."

"Brother Xiaobao, what are you doing?"

Hearing that Yang Xiaobao wanted a shovel, Zhang Shengli asked quickly.

Yang Xiaobao snorted and said, "Of course I dug a hole."

"But, three people died..."

Yang Xiaobao smiled and said: "Don't worry, I only dig holes, not trees. Besides, the roots of this tree are very deep, and it's impossible to dig them down."

He paused for a moment and said, "If it is really dug down, wouldn't it be taking advantage of your wish?"

Hearing Yang Xiaobao's words, Zhang Shengli grinned, but that smile was really ugly.

He didn't dare to disobey Yang Xiaobao's wishes, and quickly brought Yang Xiaobao a pointed shovel.

Seeing that Yang Xiaobao was going to continue digging the tree, the villagers all pointed curiously.

Just when Yang Xiaobao was about to jump into the pit with a shovel in his hand, someone suddenly shouted: "Stop, stop!"

Hearing this voice, Yang Xiaobao immediately turned his head to look.

He saw an old man with white hair and wrinkled face squeezed tremblingly out of the crowd with a cane.

"Uncle Fugui, you, why are you here?"

Seeing the old man, Zhang Shengli ran over quickly, trying to help the old man.

Unexpectedly, before he touched the old man's arm, the old man swung his arm and slapped Zhang Shengli hard.

With this slap, all the villagers present were stunned for a moment.

No one thought that this old man would slap Zhang Shengli.

Anyway, Zhang Shengli is also the head of a village.

Zhang Shengli's face changed instantly, from confusion and embarrassment at first, to anger and anger.

"Uncle Fugui, are you confused? Why are you beating me? Don't think that I dare not do anything to you when you are too old!"

Zhang Shengli shouted angrily.

"Hmph, Zhang Shengli, I'm an old bone, and I'm still afraid of what you will do to me? Don't think that you are a great village head! Look at the good deeds you have done. Three people died this time because of you!"

"What nonsense are you talking about, how can it have anything to do with me!"

Although no one said it, many people thought it had something to do with Zhang Shengli.

It's just that many people are afraid of the village chief and dare not speak out.

The old man ignored Zhang Shengli and walked towards Yang Xiaobao directly.