I don't understand why I wasn't dragged to the grove because I'm in good health now.
However, this also just gave me time to continue to sort out this matter.
After some thinking, I also found a very strange problem.
Judging from the known timeline of death, the tenth child was obviously the first to die, but why was it ranked last.
And all this, I didn't think of the answer.
I was eager to enter the grove, but what I didn't expect was that I never entered the grove for several days.
I'm completely confused as to what's going on.
Or, the hidden evil spirit is indeed the tenth child, and she knows that I suspect her.
I have many questions and I don't want to wait any longer.
After getting better, Editor Li and the others have returned to work normally.
After all, they are not relatives or friends, so they can't always ask for leave to stay with me.
I called Editor Li, asked about the small forest where the commercial was shot, and set off.
The first stop, I still went to the billboard, but, as I guessed, I waited there all night, and nothing happened.
The only change is that the originally damaged billboard has fallen down for some reason.
The advertising cloth on it has been torn apart, making it difficult to see the whole picture.
Seeing all this, I became more and more convinced that the tenth child was an evil spirit.
Because I already suspected her head, so she chose to escape.
But no matter whether she escapes or not, the next stop, I must go to the grove.
The grove where the commercial was filmed is actually in the largest park in Shangjing.
The next day, in the evening, I went straight to the grove.
There were not many tourists in the grove at night, I sat alone under a big tree, smoking a cigarette boredly.
The big tree behind me is the tomato station when playing the train game.
Thinking of the game of driving a train, I couldn't help but smile a little. I didn't expect that I would play such a childish game at such an age.
The point is, a lot of the time I'm having a good time.
If only those children were not ghosts, that would be great.
I thought of the tenth child. Although her older sister had agreed to play games with her later on, she still couldn't do without staring and bullying.
Every time she is bullied by her sister or it is her turn to go to the station to wait for someone, she will stand at the same station. It looks silly.
As I thought about it, the smile on my face slowly froze.
Every time, the station where the tenth child is located is the tomato station.
That is the big tree behind me.
I stood up slowly, and suddenly I thought of a problem that I had neglected for a long time.
Only one of the seven children in the advertisement died. Does this mean that the advertisement may not be the main body that caused all this.
Although the ninth child also died there, it had nothing to do with the tenth child.
I have some regrets, I should have asked about the time when the ninth child died and when the billboard was placed.
Where else but billboards is there a connection to the child and the tenth child in the ad.
There is only one answer, and that is this small forest.
And the biggest connection with the tenth child is very likely that the body that the tenth child did not find is here.
I turned to look at the big tree behind me.
Immediately frightened, he took a few steps back.
Behind me, a little girl in black with her head bowed, long hair covering her face, was standing there silently.
I knew in my heart that this should be the tenth child.
I sighed and said, "Are you Xiong Rouxi?"
The tenth girl still replied with the clear and clear childish voice: "Big brother, I died a terrible death."
I frowned: "You can tell me, I will call the police and avenge you. But you have to let the other children go, they are innocent."
"Innocent, what does innocent mean?"
"Um, innocent, innocent are them..."
Before I finished speaking, I was interrupted by Xiong Rouxi: "No one is innocent."
I didn't know about Xiong Rouxi, so I didn't answer rashly, but asked.
"Would you like to tell me your story?"
Xiong Rouxi didn't speak, but the sound of a train was heard in my ears.
I turned my head to look, and saw the remaining children, playing a game of driving a train, slowly coming towards this side.
"Your body is right here in this tree, isn't it?" I said flatly.
I was threatening her, although threatening a child by destroying a corpse made me blush.
But the moment my voice just fell, the child in the distance suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
With a hint of a smile, I said, "I guessed it right?"
Xiong Rouxi didn't speak, but slowly backed away, and when her back touched the big tree, she slowly disappeared.
What does this mean, I suddenly do not understand.
I was wondering, when I suddenly saw a piece of ground under the tree, and white smoke began to rise out.
I vaguely guessed that it should be the place where Xiong Rouxi's bones were buried, but what does the white smoke mean, I have never encountered such a situation.
I watched the rising white smoke vigilantly, and was about to call out the mummy, but the sound of a couple flirting and cursing came from a small road in the distance, and it was getting closer.
I had to endure it for the time being and quietly watched the changes in front of me.
The white smoke that appeared in front of my eyes was very strange. Although it floated into the air, it condensed and did not disperse, forming a ball in the sky.
Not long after, the white smoke seemed to have been released, wriggling in mid-air as if alive, shrinking in size, but becoming more and more solid.
Finally, under my amazed gaze, Bai Yan slowly transformed into a huge tiger.
The ears, nose, and mouth all appear lifelike, especially the fangs in the mouth, which look even more real.
The tiger made of white mist raised its head to the sky and roared silently, and then, like a tiger descending from a mountain, it rushed towards me directly.
The tiger was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was already in front of me.
I had to roll on a donkey and barely escaped.
The tiger rushed over, and the strong wind it brought up blew my face painfully.
I was horrified that this tiger made of white mist was actually the same as the real one. I seem to smell the peculiar smell of animals.
The tiger didn't hit once, and didn't stop. After kicking two big holes in the ground with its two powerful hind legs, it continued to bite me.
I dodged and avoided the tiger's jaws again. The awl on the right hand exuded black light, and punched the tiger's side.
The tiger let out a silent roar, looked at me fiercely, and began to slowly circle around me.
I saw that the place where the tiger was hit by the awl did not have the kind of penetrating injury seen last time.
Only a small depression appeared, and it recovered quickly in the flow of white mist.
The appearance of the tiger made me think of Mickey Mouse.