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Li Lihua wiped her hands and sat down opposite the young man. She was too embarrassed to give the young man food, so she just said: "Teacher He, you're welcome, eat more."

He Ziyun lowered his eyes and smiled: "It's delicious."

Li Lihua smiled with wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. She smiled and touched her son's head and said, "My craftsmanship should be pretty good. Just look at my strong son..."

It was a very comfortable meal. Just when he was about to finish it, He Ziyun slowly put down his chopsticks and said inadvertently:

"Have you ever heard of Wang Li's family?"

Li Lihua's smiling face suddenly froze, and then she quickly booed: "Teacher He! Keep your voice down!"

He Ziyun's eyebrows moved, seeming a little surprised: "How-"

Before he could finish his words, Li Lihua hurriedly interrupted: "Ouch! Stop talking! Their family is so miserable that I feel cold just thinking about it..."

Wang Qiang, who was next to him, was grabbing the rice in his bowl. Hearing this, he raised his head and asked curiously: "Aniang? Didn't Sister Wang Li and the others go to the city?"

"Why do you say their family is miserable?"

As soon as Wang Qiang spoke, Li Lihua's expression changed drastically. She quickly kicked Wang Qiang out and changed the subject:

"The buckets in the yard are out of water. Qiangzi, go and fill those buckets. Be careful, huh?"

Wang Qiang was too young to react, so he put down the bowl, wiped his mouth and ran to the backyard.

After Wang Qiang left, He Ziyun looked at Li Lihua opposite again, squinting slightly: "What did Auntie mean by that sentence just now?"

It was strange. He thought that the villagers didn't know what happened to Wang Li's family. After all, children of his generation told him that Wang Xiaohui went to the city to study.

At first there was just a little bit of doubt, but now it's all gone.

Whether Wang Li and the others actually died long ago, or the adults in the village knew about it, it caused great trouble to He Ziyun:

If everyone in the village knew about it, did Lu Wu know about it?

Li Lihua on the opposite side said directly without any rush. She looked at He Ziyun with a somewhat complicated look in her eyes:

"Teacher He, did something happen to you?"

He Ziyun's heart skipped a beat, and a hint of panic appeared on his face: "Yeah, it's not a big deal..."

In order to arouse Li Lihua's questioning, the young man deliberately hesitated and did not explain clearly.

Sure enough, Li Lihua became anxious instantly. She patted her thighs and stood up directly, almost overturning the table:

"Have you met their souls?!"

He Ziyun: "..."

He Ziyun didn't expect Li Lihua's reaction to be so big, and was a little surprised for a moment: "This-"

Li Lihua didn't seem to notice that he was talking and walked back and forth in the room anxiously:

"I, I knew it! You are new to the village to teach, and no one has told you about it. You must have met their ghosts!"

He Ziyun couldn't say anything for a moment, so he responded directly: "Yes, I saw them."

The young man said slowly: "Classmate Xiaohui's head," he seemed a little reluctant to say, "is separated from the body."

Li Lihua's face turned pale. After a few seconds, she stretched out her hand to wipe her face. She sat down on the stool next to her with a somewhat dejected look and said nothing.

He Ziyun was not in a hurry and just sat there waiting for Li Lihua to calm down.

After a while, Li Lihua's voice sounded in the room, telling a chilling story:

"A year ago, Wang Li ran to the village and said that her brother was missing. She knelt on the ground and went from house to house asking us to help her look for her. Everyone was soft-hearted. Even if Wang Li and the others moved in later, wouldn't the fellow villagers still have to look for her? Help?"

Li Lihua looked into the young man's eyes, with an almost invisible tremor at the corner of her mouth:

"But no one expected that Xiaohui's child was found with only one head left. His eyes were still open. It was scary to look at. The old man in the village said that this was a death with eyes open, so let us hurry up and burn it. Otherwise, Xiaohui won't be able to go down to the underworld - he will come up and take his family away."

He Ziyun listened quietly and lowered his eyelids: "You don't have a fever?"

Li Lihua shook her head and said bitterly: "Who dares? Wang Li held Xiaohui's head and cried. She fainted from crying. When she woke up, she refused to burn. She clamored to call the police, but the police came and found nothing. If you find out and leave, there will be something wrong with Wang Li from then on..."

not right...

He Ziyun suspected that Wang Li was not in a good mental state in the later period, otherwise she would not have been able to sew her brother's head onto an animal body.

He Ziyun said softly: "What about Wang Xiaohua?"

Li Lihua: "That girl Xiaohua was also miserable. One day she drowned in the river when she was doing laundry. Not long after Xiaohui died, maybe about a month. Later, Wang Li committed suicide. ”

"What a tragedy. The three siblings were not living well to begin with, but they still managed to keep each other alive. In just one month, they went crazy and went crazy. In the end, they all died..."

Even though they had been mentally prepared, this bloody fact still hit people in the head and made them panic.

He Ziyun still remembers that in the fantasy world, Wang Xiaohui took the umbrella Wang Xiaohua borrowed in the rain to go to school. However, he failed to go to school and was hit and killed by three blind men who drove the car secretly.

It was not difficult for him to imagine what torture Wang Li suffered in just one month.

Sometimes, life is more painful than death.

After Li Lihua finished speaking, she still felt a little cold around her. She quickly poured some hot water into a bowl and took a sip, then she felt her whole body warm up:

"Later, people in the village said that this is fate. Maybe if they had listened to the old man and burned Xiao Hui's head, it would have been fine. At least the two sisters can still live well..."

He Ziyun interrupted Li Lihua's rambling: "That's not necessarily the case."

Judging from Wang Xiaohui's behavior in the basement, he would never kill his sisters in turn. The most likely possibility is that Wang Li's deaths were related to those three high school students.

The young man's smile remained unchanged and his voice was clear and clear: "Auntie, sometimes people are scarier than ghosts."

Now aren't they a great example?

At least until now, Wang Li and the three ghosts, except for Wang Xiaohui who was young and couldn't control his desire to kill, the other two had really never touched anyone.

This means that every wrongdoer has his own debtor, and surprisingly they don't kill people indiscriminately.

Li Lihua was still a little confused and said hesitantly: "But, didn't you just encounter a ghost?"

Facing Li Lihua's doubts, the young man's eyebrows were curved, revealing the gentleness of "loving the world":

"I think they were too lonely, so maybe they came out to get some air."

Li Lihua was silent for a moment: "..."

She couldn't help but opened her mouth, her whole body was shocked by these words.

Is it her imagination? Why does she always feel like there's something wrong with this sentence? !