After pompom enters Hades

The small hands protruding from the soil, without the warmth of a living person, brought a rather unpleasant touch, cold and sandy with wet soil.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

After yelling in horror for a few seconds, the matter didn't turn around, Zhu Ning had no choice but to close his mouth. He didn't dare to use his mobile phone to take pictures carefully, but after a few seconds, he suppressed the fear in his heart and raised his foot silently. Tried to break free.

However, even though that hand was small, it was surprisingly strong. Zhu Ning couldn't lift his legs at all. Just when Zhu Ning became more and more frightened, a child's chuckle suddenly came from the soft soil under his feet. :

"Hee hee hee."

Zhu Ning's hairs stood on end, he obviously couldn't feel any yin energy, if it was an adult ghost, Zhu Ning, the underworld ghost messenger, could speak out to persuade him.

But... the scariest thing is the children.

Still can't see the ghost child.

Zhu Ning mustered up his courage, and said softly to the dirt: "Little friend, can you let go of your hands?"

"Hee hee..." A child's crisp laughter came from the dirt, "Big brother, stay here and play with me."

The little hands on the ankles clenched even tighter.

Zhu Ning's hand holding the mobile phone was trembling, the big travel bag was heavy, and he was very tired after driving for two days. Zhu Ning didn't want to call for help in the peanut field in Xiaoyang Village on the first day of teaching support, but he also I don't want to be held up all night by the little hands in the soil.

So, after thinking about it for a while, Zhu Ning had to squat down slowly, picked up half a tile from the soil beside him, and started digging along the periphery of his little wrist.

Just like being caught in a beast trap, digging out the whole beast trap and taking it away is better than nailing it here overnight.

The soil in summer is moist and soft, which is very suitable for digging. Labor has the miraculous effect of strengthening the heart. Zhu Ning's full attention soon shifted from the baby crawling on the wall and the corpse hiding in the peanut field to how to quickly dig the soil. .

Twenty or ten minutes later, a small brown mound appeared on the ridge of the peanut field, and Zhu Ning finally dug out the thing holding his ankle completely.

It was the body of a five or six-year-old boy who had been dead for a long time.

At this moment, two people took flashlights from the main road to the peanut field to shine.

Both of them saw Zhu Ning who was squatting in the ground and didn't know what to do, they shouted vigilantly and asked:

"Hey, who are you?"

"What are you doing there!"

Zhu Ning squatted next to the big pit with wet mud on his hands, and in the pit was the corpse of a child.

Zhu Ning tried to make the last struggle, if the child let go now, he could still run.So he looked down at the child who had been dead for many days, and tentatively asked in a very small voice: "Little friend, can you hear big brother talking? Let go of your hands, okay?"

No response.

The little corpse lay quietly at the bottom of the pit, motionless. This scene was very much like the scene of a murder case.

Zhu Ning: "..."

Didn't you laugh a lot just now?

The two men with flashlights came from a distance, and they seemed to see Zhu Ning's attire clearly, and knew that he was a support teacher who had just arrived, and the hostility in his tone was a little less, and the one who walked in front even spoke in a different dialect. Mandarin Chinese:

"It's Mr. Zhu, right? I'm Wang Dexing, the village head of Xiaoyang Village. Just now the head of Desen Middle School called to ask if you've arrived." Looking at the scene on the ground from the corner of the eye, the village head's voice suddenly rose an octave , "You you... what are you doing!!!"

Among the few earthen houses around the field, some villagers also opened the doors and windows to look this way. --

The villagers behind the village chief took photos at the bottom of the pit with their flashlights, and shouted in shock, "Isn't this the child the Sun family fell to his death? Why did he dig it out!"

At this time, many villagers came to watch the excitement, and some of them held their rice bowls and circled around the peanut field, pointing at Zhu Ning, whose hands were covered with dirt, with strange eyes, and whispering to each other.

Zhuning was sent by Desen Middle School to teach, which means that there must be children who need "special education" in this Xiaoyang village.But it was hard for Zhuning to confirm whether the adults here knew about ghosts, so he didn't talk about the corpse arresting people.

"Just now I wanted to go to the elementary school through the peanut field, and I accidentally stepped on the child's hand." Zhu Ning said lightly, "I thought something bad happened here, so..."

The village chief's expression was very bad, and the eyes of the surrounding villagers were even more fierce.

Village head: "The son of the Sun family fell into a ditch more than ten days ago and died when his head was hit on a stone. Why did you dig out the body?"

The couple who ran over from the earthen hut next to the peanut field gave up seeing this scene. The man rolled up his sleeves and threatened to come forward:

"You're still a teacher from the city, so you don't have the rules? Do you know what it means to be buried in the soil?"

Zhu Ning: "Is it safe to be buried in the... peanut field?"

Originally, according to the momentum just now, if Zhu Ning was cowardly and apologized vigorously, he, a foreigner who digs up corpses, would have to be beaten and thrown out of the village.But as soon as the words came out, the man's aura instantly dropped a lot: "Stop talking nonsense! This... this is..."

Zhu Ning: "Not even a tombstone."

The village head quickly came up to smooth things over: "There was a misunderstanding, Teacher Zhu didn't do it on purpose, who told me that it has been raining for the past few days, and the mud has been washed away, everyone should leave, let's leave!"

Under the yelling of the village chief, the villagers scattered Wuyang Wuyang and went home to continue eating.

At this time, the child's hand hangs down feebly, and he no longer grabs Zhuning's ankle. It is very dark and no one deliberately shines a flashlight on the child's body. No one present saw this scene. --

After mediation by the village chief, although he still didn't say why the dead child was buried in the peanut field, he took Zhuning to the earthen house of the Liu family and dug out the bill and death certificate from the county hospital more than ten days ago.

The child's name was Sun Xiaolei, and he was indeed sent to the hospital, but the road out of the village was difficult, and he didn't make it. He was sent to the county hospital and went through a simple rescue process, where he was declared dead.

This was indeed beyond Zhuning's expectation, but the matter had been explained clearly. No one tried to murder anyone. The Sun family looked at Zhuning resentfully, but they didn't say anything because the village chief would mediate.

Zhu Ning returned the death certificate and the fee bill to the Sun family couple, and at the same time asked, "Did anything special happen when Xiaolei had an accident?"

--

The expressions of the couple in the Sun family changed, and the man's eyes suddenly became very unfriendly, full of anger: "What nonsense, my baby fell to his death in the ditch, it's nothing else!"

Zhu Jing looked at the Sun family couple quietly: "Then why did Xiao Lei reach out and grab me from the ground when I passed by?"

The pupils of the man from the Sun family suddenly constricted, and then he became completely furious. He picked up the thermos bottle on the ground and was about to hit him. The woman from the Sun family also cried and uttered a series of curses!

The village head saw that something was wrong, so he shouted and scolded to block the fight, and pushed Zhu Ning out of the house.

"Mr. Zhu, you are here to teach children how to read, not to make trouble..."

The village chief babbled all the way, Zhu Ning also listened perfunctorily, he did not miss the flash of fear in the eyes of the Sun family couple, their rage just now was covering up something.

Things in Xiaoyang Village are by no means simple.

Then, the village head personally took Zhu Ning to Xiaoyang Village Primary School on a gentle slope. There are three tile-roofed houses in total. The teacher’s residence is a hut attached to the classroom. The quilt that someone slept on has not been cleared away, and there are many personal items in the house that have not been taken away.

The village head was very embarrassed: "This was left by Mr. Xu before. He went for a walk in the canyon a few nights ago, accidentally fell down, and he disappeared... I have been busy for the past few days and forgot about the things. tidy."

He fell to his death again?

Didn't notify the family?

The relics are placed here casually?

There was a problem with the village chief's words, but Zhu Ning just nodded noncommittally, indicating that he had no problem living here.

After the village chief left, Zhu Ning walked around the "elementary school" composed of these tile-roofed houses. Judging from the desks and chairs in the classroom, there were no more than 20 students here, and they might not be divided into grades.

At least one of these kids would be different and need special education from Dessen's expatriate teachers, but that obviously didn't include the group of baby-like things that had just climbed the fence of the elementary school.

He is a support teacher, not an antenatal education teacher.

Zhu Ning sat in the hut and thought for a long time, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong with this strange Xiaoyang Village.

Zhu Ning was a little tired after driving for two days, but she didn't feel sleepy at all.This is also normal, it is strange to be able to fall asleep in a room of relics.

He looked at his watch, it is 12 o'clock in the evening, the village is quiet, everyone is asleep, there is no air pollution here, the sky is very clear, the silvery white moonlight shines down on the low wall... A baby-like thing was climbing over the wall on all hands and feet.

Zhu Ning jumped up, kicked the door and rushed out, went to the wall to see, there was nothing on it, although the wall was not high, only about 1.8 meters, but Zhu Ning still couldn't get over it, he could hear the rustling outside There was a rustling sound, but he could only run towards the courtyard gate in the opposite direction.

When Zhu Ning went around the wall, there was nothing outside.

Zhu Ning went back to the house dejectedly, moved a small horse and sat behind the door, always ready.It's fine that the children in the peanut field can't move, but those on the wall are really hard to climb, Zhu Ning doesn't believe that he can't catch one that can move!

"Hee hee hee……"

A burst of familiar children's laughter came from outside the wall. It was Xiao Lei who fell to death in a ditch more than ten days ago. Zhu Ning held his breath and waited nervously. A few seconds later, two pale little hands really touched the wall. ,

However, just as the smiling little boy with a large piece of head missing showed his head, he saw Zhu Ning ambushing behind the door with sharp eyes, and he let go and disappeared.

Just like this, Zhu Ning confronted the "children" outside the house while reviewing elementary school mathematics, English and Chinese.

Until four o'clock in the morning, the exhausted Zhu Ning was defeated, gave up the plan to catch the child, took off the bed sheet and quilt, put on his clothes, lay down and fell asleep.

However, children giggling, babies whispering, maybe a small stone was thrown outside, and after hitting the glass with a bang, the children ran away laughing...

The next day, Zhu Ning stood in the classroom with huge dark circles under her eyes, waiting for the children from Xiaoyang Village to come to class.

At 5 o'clock in the morning, 11 children came one after another, ranging from 15 to 5 years old, [-] boys, but only [-] girls.

The children are very polite, they will bow to say hello to the teacher when they enter the door, and then look at Zhu Ning with wide and curious eyes.

Several of the children were carrying baskets of pigweed on their backs, probably planning to pick pigweed and take it home on the way to and from school.

Seeing these obedient and lovely children, Zhu Ning's child phobia was relieved by more than half. He first introduced himself, and then divided the children into two groups according to their ages, sitting on the left and right sides of the classroom respectively.

Zhu Ning gave out small test papers for the older children, all of which were basic knowledge other than language and mathematics, and asked them to answer the questions first, and then began to teach the younger children how to read, and then switched sides after half of the class. teach.

Just when Zhu Ning wrote the words "Thousands of miles away" on the blackboard on the left, and the younger children began to read "Thousands of miles towards the court" sparsely, an eight or nine-year-old girl cautiously pushed away from the classroom, bowing her head. I walked in with my head down, but looked at the separated seats and didn't know which side to choose.

Zhu Ning stopped the little girl: "Student, what's your name?"

"Xiaohong," the little girl was a little scared, and lowered her head: "Teacher, I'm sorry, I shouldn't be late."

"Little Hong, look up, don't be afraid." Zhu Ning asked softly, "Someone hit you?"

Although the little girl lowered her head, Zhu Ning could still vaguely see the bruises and blood on her face.The little girl didn't speak or look up.

But the younger children couldn't sit still, and chirped: "Teacher, Hong Hong's uncle and aunt drink and beat people!"

"They say Honghong is a bad kid."

"My parents won't let me play with Honghong."

Zhu Ning had no choice but to put down the chalk and walk down the podium, gently holding the red schoolbag, and took her to the empty seat behind the small class.

After that, Zhu Ning gave up and continued to teach thousands of miles away, and prepared to activate the atmosphere and get to know the children. He turned around and wiped a few idioms written on the blackboard with an eraser. Can each of you ask the teacher a question?"

The childish voices of the children in the small class dragged out: "Okay—"

Some children couldn't wait, and started to ask questions before Zhu Ning turned around. Countless questions were mixed together noisyly, and the classroom immediately burst into laughter.

"Teacher, where are you from?"

"Do you know where Teacher Xu has gone?"

"Teacher, why don't you sleep at night and always sit at the door?"

Zhu Ning's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly turned to look at the laughing children: "Who asked the last question just now?"

The children thought that Zhu Ning was testing them, and they all started pointing at each other.

"The teacher is him!"

"Nonsense, you are the last one."

"It's you."

Zhu Ning seemed to hear that voice just now, which came from the back of the classroom. He walked off the podium and walked to the back of the classroom along the gap between the desks and chairs. At this time, the small class was laughing and pointing at each other.

Just when Zhu Ning turned his back to the front of the classroom and looked at the five or six children behind him, one of the laughter behind him was very familiar.

"Hee hee hee……"

It's the laughter of a child's corpse in the peanut field.