Looking at the huge crowd behind him, Yang Xiaobao frowned.
"Village Chief, I think you should find a way to get them back so that nothing happens again."
"Yes, yes," Zhang Shengli now obeyed Yang Xiaobao's words.
He turned around, waved his hand, and said to the big guy: "Okay, okay, don't follow me. It's not a good thing. Why do you follow me?"
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 piece of flat land at the back of 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.
Probably because of its age, half of the trunk is dead.
But even so, this big locust tree is also very dense, and the radius of its branches has grown to more than ten meters.
Yang Xiaobao looked up at the big locust tree and couldn't help but admire it in his heart.
This was also the first time he saw 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: "Are you afraid of such a big locust tree becoming a spirit? Do you dare to cut it down?"
"Brother Xiaobao, I didn't believe this statement before, but after this incident, I definitely believe it. But, isn't it already too late?"
Yang Xiaobao snorted and said, "Okay, let's go in and take a look."
Under the watch of the villagers, Yang Xiaobao and Zhang Shengli entered the campus.
Now this campus may be more appropriately called a pig farm.
Those classrooms were all converted into pigsties, and even the railings were erected.
Yang Xiaobao was not in the mood to look at this at this time, but went straight to the big locust tree.
The villagers also crowded into the open space of the school out of curiosity, nervously looking at the big locust tree and Yang Xiaobao under the big locust tree.
A deep hole has been dug around the roots of the big locust tree.
The surrounding soil has almost piled up into a hill.
"Has anyone come to see it since yesterday?" Yang Xiaobao asked curiously.
"No," Zhang Shengli said, turning around and asking the villagers following him.
Among the villagers who were watching, no one answered.
"No, what's wrong?"
Yang Xiaobao frowned, pointed to the traces on the dug soil and said, "This trace looks like someone stepped on it."
"This, this doesn't look like it. It looks like something slipped over."
Zhang Shengli looked at the mound and saw a mark that looked like it had been stepped on or something had slipped over.
Although Yang Xiaobao was a little curious, he didn't think too much and walked to the dug tree root.
When he saw the deep hole dug, his expression 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.
Initially, Zhang Shengli was a little scared and hid far away, daring not to get close.
But when Yang Xiaobao asked, he quickly came over.
When he saw the hole as thick as a bowl at the root of the tree, his expression changed. He immediately shook his head and said, "No, there was no such hole at that time."
The villagers who were watching heard their words, and some of them boldly walked over, looked at it, and discussed something in low voices.
Not long after, everyone in Beihe Village knew about this.
They all talked about the sudden appearance of the tree hole and talked about everything.
However, they all agreed on the same view, that is, the death of three people in the village must be related to the big locust tree.
As for what is inside the big locust tree, there are different opinions.
Some people said that this big locust tree became a spirit, and Zhang Shengli and several others dug up the tree, which angered the locust tree spirit.
Some people also say that there is a demon living in this big locust tree, and what they offended is actually a demon.
Listening to the villagers' discussions, Zhang Shengli was obviously frightened.
He wiped the sweat from his face and asked with a smile: "Brother Xiaobao, what do you think we should do?"
Yang Xiaobao looked at the tree hole and suddenly thought of the nightmare he had.
Is there really a snake like the one that appeared in the dream in this tree hole?
Were the marks on the mound just made by this python?
Then did it really come out of the tree hole to deal with itself?
But it was obviously 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, you, what are you going to do?"
Zhang Shengli asked quickly when he heard Yang Xiaobao asked for a shovel.
Yang Xiaobao snorted and said, "Of course it's digging a hole."
"But, three people have died..."
Yang Xiaobao smiled and said: "Don't worry, I only dig holes, not trees. Besides, the roots of this tree are very deep. It's impossible to dig them down."
He paused and said: "If it is really dug down, wouldn't it be taking advantage of your wish?"
Zhang Shengli grinned when he heard Yang Xiaobao's words, but that smile was really ugly.
He didn't dare to go against Yang Xiaobao's wishes, so he quickly got Yang Xiaobao a pointed shovel.
Seeing that Yang Xiaobao wanted to continue digging the tree, the villagers pointed at him curiously.
Just when Yang Xiaobao was holding a shovel and preparing to jump into the pit, someone suddenly shouted: "Stop, stop it!"
Hearing this voice, Yang Xiaobao immediately turned his head to look.
He saw an old man with white hair and wrinkles on his face, leaning on a cane, tremblingly squeezed out of the crowd.
"Uncle Fugui, you, why are you here?"
When Zhang Shengli saw the old man, he quickly ran over to help him.
Unexpectedly, before he touched the old man's arm, he saw the old man raised 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.
After all, Zhang Shengli is also the head of a village.
Zhang Shengli's expression changed instantly. At first he was confused and embarrassed, then angry and angry.
"Uncle Fugui, are you old and confused? Why did you hit me? Don't think that I dare not do anything to you because you are old!"
Zhang Shengli shouted angrily.
"Humph, Zhang Shengli, I'm an old man, but I'm still worried about what you'll do to me? Don't think that being a village chief means you're great! Look at the good things you've done. Three people died this time, all because of you!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? How could it have anything to do with me!"
Although no one said it, many people felt that this incident 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 directly towards Yang Xiaobao.