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When Fu Sheng was bragging, he liked to say that he lived in the town and was considered half a city dweller. However, in reality, this so-called town was just a slightly bigger village. We ran a few blocks after him and came out into the farmland.

Logically speaking, we should have been able to catch up with rich and healthy people more easily with a wide view of the farmland, but he actually managed to get rid of us after a few twists and turns.

Mr. Zhao and I stood at the entrance to the town, looking at the scene in front of us in a daze.

Mr. Zhao asked me: "Where is he? "Where did you go?"

I said, "It was just in front of us. The shadow flashed for a moment before it disappeared."

We can't blame our poor eyesight. There's a large forest ahead. Under the dim moonlight, the shadows of the trees in the forest were swaying. They looked like people, but not like people at all.

Mr. Zhao said: "Did this brat discover us and deliberately hide in the forest?"

I thought about it and said, "I don't think so. He's sleepwalking right now, do people sleepwalking have such high IQ? "

Mr. Zhao acknowledged: "The thing inside his body has not fully grown yet, so it shouldn't be able to control his head. You're right, we don't have to be so careful. "How about this, I see that the forest is quite large, let's split up and search."

I immediately rejected the proposal. "Don't. "Every time you split up and look for me, you always get into trouble. It's better if we stick together."

Mr. Zhao nodded his head helplessly. So we went into the woods.

There were many large trees in the forest. The already dim moonlight was covered by the branches, making it hard to see clearly.

I took out my phone and said to Mr. Zhao, "It's not like we can't just blindly search. Let's light it up."

I turned on my cell phone and looked around at the trees for Fushen. Who knew that a few minutes later, I seemed to press a button and my phone began to play video automatically. I heard a smirk in my cell phone and almost dropped it.

Mr. Zhao wrapped up his clothes and said, "The sky is cold enough. You should put away your phone, don't scare people away."

I put the phone away and said to him, "Where's your phone? Take it out and look at it. "

Mr. Zhao said, "My phone doesn't have the function of the flashlight."

I took it and looked. It wasn't that there wasn't one, but that the flashlight was broken.

Mr. Zhao said, "This kid should be hiding behind a tree. Let's touch it with our hands. Can't we find the bark and human skin? "

I vaguely replied and followed behind Mr. Zhao.

It was the middle of the night, and he was groping about in the forest. How exciting was that? In any case, I wouldn't do such a thing. Let him touch it himself, I'll just follow behind him and pretend to be alright.

The usually shrewd Mr. Zhao actually didn't notice my intentions. He honestly touched the tree at the side, stroking it as he walked forward.

He walked with kicks and kicks, dragging his feet. He brought up a lot of the rotten leaves from the small branches on the ground.

After following him for a few steps, I suddenly had an idea. I noticed that the footsteps of the Mr. Zhao was a little strange. It didn't sound like it came from in front of me. It sounded like it came from behind me. It was as if the Mr. Zhao was walking behind me.

I couldn't help but turn my head, and there was a tall man behind me. I broke out in a cold sweat.

"Who is it?" I growled.

The other person didn't say a word and just stood there.

He didn't move. It was a tree with the top of the tree sawed off.

I was relieved and, at the same time, a little unlucky. A tree with its top sawed off is called a headless tree, and it's easiest to go to hell if you accidentally touch it.

I shook my head, thinking: How could I have touched such a tree? But it doesn't matter, do I see many ghosts?

I lifted my foot and was about to walk forward when my heart skipped a beat. Why didn't we see this tree when we were passing by? Why is it right behind me when I turn around?

I turned my head nervously, but the tree behind me was gone.

I sucked in a breath of cold air. "There's really something wrong."

I chased after Mr. Zhao in quick steps and grabbed him. Mr. Zhao stopped. I hurriedly said to him, "Something is wrong with this forest. There was a headless tree just now, and I lost it in the blink of an eye. "

Mr. Zhao asked: "What happened to the headless tree?"

I said, "Headless trees are so unlucky. Whoever encounters a headless tree will be damned. "

The Mr. Zhao asked in bewilderment, "You want to see the headless tree? "What if you meet a headless person?"

I said, "Of course, if we meet headless people... "Hmm?" When I looked carefully, I was immediately shocked and rejected. Mr. Zhao's shoulder was empty and there was no head at all.

I shouted, "What the hell is that?" Then, he raised his leg and kicked Mr. Zhao.

Mr. Zhao's body swayed a few times before falling onto the ground and disappearing into the distance with a rumbling sound. It was actually an empty piece of tree bark.

I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead. Indeed, a headless tree is not something that can be casually touched. "

I found a large tree that had a regular appearance and softly called out, "Second Uncle, Second Uncle?" Mr. Zhao? "

No one answered me, as if the Mr. Zhao had already left.

I had to take out my cell phone and turn it on. The scene on the phone was still on the video. Fushen had a sly smile on his face as he stared at me on the other side of the screen.

Looking at the video, I felt scared and wanted to delete the video. I didn't expect to click the wrong button and broadcast it. That creepy laughter sounded again.

After a flurry of actions, my phone finally quieted down. Then, I opened the flashlight barrel I brought with me and took a look at my surroundings.

I know this place and I've been here before.

Back when we were in middle school, we were in town. Beside the school, there was a forest. Actually, this forest was a farmland with fruit trees growing inside. However, for some reason, this farmland was abandoned and covered with messy poplar trees, willow trees and locust trees.

I haven't been back to town for more than a decade. When I first saw this forest, I was wondering why there was a large patch of desolate forest here.

At this moment, I suddenly recalled all the ghost stories I heard about the Barren Forest in junior high school.

It was said that the reason why this place was abandoned was because it was haunted. As for who saw the ghost, how did it come to be? There were many versions and all sorts of things. The students were shocked upon hearing this, but in reality, none of them took it seriously, because everyone subconsciously felt that the ghosts were made up by humans and did not exist in this world.

Now that I have experienced it myself, I have to admit that there is something wrong with this place.

I dialed Mr. Zhao's number to ask where he was. But no one answered.

I had to use my cell phone to barely light it up and choose a direction to head out. Anyway, I have to get the hell out of here.

I groped my way along for a while before I heard a heavy gasp coming from the front. Accompanied by gasps, there were sounds of digging and slapping.

With a thought, I flipped the handle and hid myself in the darkness. Afterwards, I quietly walked towards that direction.

I saw a man digging a hole under a tree. Something else seemed to be lying beside it.

I rubbed my eyes, and under the moonlight that was shining down from between the branches, I saw that he seemed to be a Mr. Zhao. That's right, she was dressed in all sorts of clothes and her voice and movements were all alike.

I asked tentatively, "Second Uncle?"

He stopped and looked around, but he didn't see me because I was crouching in the shadows.

I called out again, "Mr. Zhao?"

He called out, "Who is it?"

This voice allowed me to confirm that the person was without a doubt the Mr. Zhao.

I heaved a sigh of relief and walked out from the branches, "Second Uncle, what are you doing?"

Mr. Zhao looked left and right, then mysteriously said to me: "Shh, something has happened. Don't make any noise, be quiet."

I was a little nervous because of him. "What happened?"

Mr. Zhao pulled the shovel out of the hole and was silent for a while before he said: "If I say it, you must not be afraid."

I was almost scared to the point of peeing, so I said, "Say it, I'm not afraid."

Mr. Zhao said, "I accidentally killed someone."

I shivered. "What did you say?" What if Mr. Zhao wants to keep it a secret and kill me to silence me?

I said to him, "So be it. If I accidentally killed someone, it's not your fault. I'll be leaving first. "

Mr. Zhao grabbed onto me, "Don't go yet, help me dig a hole and bury this kid."

I tremblingly said, "I'm digging a pit? Is there a need for that? "

Mr. Zhao said, "Yes, why not? Second Uncle was already old and a little tired after digging for a while, can't you help me? Now is the time for you to be filial. "

I cursed in my heart: I called you second uncle to help you, and you want me to be filial? Aren't you being too involved in the drama?

I didn't dig a hole, and I didn't pick up his shovel either. I placed my hands behind my back and asked Mr. Zhao, "Who did you accidentally kill? It's dark here, who's there? "

Mr. Zhao said in a low voice: "I killed Di Fusheng."

A buzz went through my head. "How did you kill him?"

Mr. Zhao said, "I was touching a tree in front when he suddenly jumped out from behind the tree and smashed my head with a stone. I came for him and accidentally killed him. "

I said, "This is self-defense. Let's call the police. Even if I were to assign you to be on guard, you wouldn't be locked up for long. "

The Mr. Zhao said, "It's better to bury him. It's better than calling the police."

I said, "Di Fusheng's parents knew that we had followed him out, so when Fusheng went missing, they would still suspect us. When we're nearby and we dig up the body, you won't be able to explain. "

Mr. Zhao suddenly laughed weirdly, "I'm fine. In the winter, we will plant Di Fusheng. In the spring, we will harvest new ones. "

"What are you talking about?"

Mr. Zhao put his hand on my shoulder.