Back to the world, you human trafficker are dead

Zhang Hui protected his mother and walked out of the mountain village surrounded by snow-capped mountains with difficulty. After finally arriving at Yunling Town, she looked at the world with a blank face.

She discovered one thing: she didn't know the way. How could she get back to her mother's home? Whether in her first life in the mortal world or in her second life in the cultivation world, she had never traveled far.

She remembered that her senior brothers and sisters would always fly on swords when they went out. She could also fly with Tian Lingsha, but that was in the world of cultivation. No matter how ignorant she was, she could not fly around in the mortal world.

We can't let her walk, can we? It's not impossible to walk, but it's a long way and mom will be very tired.

So Zhang Hui decided to ask others, first for directions, and second for what means of transportation to use.

A mother and son happened to pass by. The mother was about 20 years old, young and beautiful, and her dress was very different from that of passers-by. The little boy was about five or six years old, chubby and white. It was not easy to be so fat in this era.

Zhang Hui didn't know what was so special about the clothes the mother and son were wearing. She just wanted to know how to get home. She walked up to the two of them and asked, "Auntie, how do I get to Province Y?"

The woman glanced at her lightly: "I don't know." The little boy's big eyes were filled with curiosity and innocence: "Sister, do you want to play with Xiaohu?"

"Auntie, do you know what means of transportation to go to Province Y?" she asked again.

The woman felt even more puzzled. How could the child not know anything? The mother was beside him but he didn't say anything. Could he be sick?

She quickly grabbed her son and turned to leave. The little boy looked back at Zhang Hui reluctantly.

Zhang Hui pursed his lips in frustration, held his mother's hand, and prepared to ask the next person.

"Uncle, do you know how to get to Province Y?"

The man was about fifty years old, of medium height, with a smiling round face. He was probably afraid of the cold, so he wrapped himself up like a bear.

He heard Zhang Hui ask him, his eyes narrowed into slits with laughter: "I know, of course I know, I have a brother who has been there."

Zhang Hui's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly, "How do we get there? What means of transportation do we use?"

"Don't worry, uncle will take you to see my brother and let him talk to you. Maybe you will go the same way." He smiled more amiably.

On the way, he asked around intentionally or unintentionally, and after finding out that Zhang Hui's mother had the IQ of only a three or four-year-old, a hint of pity appeared in his eyes.

Then he led Zhang Hui through many twists and turns and entered a courtyard. As soon as they entered the courtyard, an old lady with a thin face came up to them and said, "Boss, you're back. This is..."

The old man winked at her and said, "Where's Brother Yang?" The old lady understood, "He went out to meet a friend. He will be back soon."

As they spoke, the two of them led Zhang Hui and Zhang Wenxiu into the west room, asked them to rest in the room first, and would call her when they came back.

Zhang Hui nodded, led his mother into the house, found a chair, and asked her to sit down and rest. He closed his eyes and entered the state of cultivation.

There was some noise in the next room, probably from their family. Zhang Hui didn't pay much attention to it, and his ears vaguely collected various information.

After her spiritual energy circulated for a full cycle, she suddenly heard the old couple in the upper room whispering something. She didn't pay much attention to it until...

"Old man, you are lucky today. Now Brother Yang is satisfied."

"Hehe, we just happened to meet. I had my eyes on someone else, but I didn't expect..."

There was a noise at the door, and the couple came out in a hurry. The man was in his thirties, as thin as a bamboo pole, dark and skinny, with a child lying on his shoulders, who seemed to be asleep.

The old man smiled happily: "Brother Yang, you are back. Is this the new product?"

"Come in quickly!" The man looked around alertly and responded impatiently.

The three men entered the upper room, and the man casually put the child on the bed. It turned out to be a chubby white boy with a chubby head and a face as red as a big apple.

"Oh, what a handsome boy." The old man couldn't help but praise. The old lady couldn't help but take a closer look and said, "This boy is so handsome. I don't know whose family he is from. He is so white and plump."

The man didn't care: "No matter whose it is, once it's in my hands, it's my tea." He finished the tea in one breath, smacked his lips, and recalled the taste he enjoyed last time he went to Tianshang Renjian. This time when he returned, he must enjoy it again.

"How much medicine did you give him? Why hasn't he woken up?" the old man asked.

"It's okay, the medicine won't kill him, but the child is too noisy, so I have to give him a little more." The man raised his hand: "It's worth this amount anyway!"

"Eight hundred?" the old lady guessed, her eyes shining.

"More than that..." The man looked disdainful. He would not give out eight hundred dollars, but at least one thousand! This child is healthy and strong, white and fat, and has a handsome face. He has to fight for it!

The old man rolled his eyes, it was really a good thing, he was very greedy. But he really didn't dare to offend this person, so he had to swallow his saliva and give up the idea.

"Brother Yang, when are you leaving?" the old lady asked cheerfully.

The man brushed off the dust on his body and said, "This is too little after all. I can't report it to Sister Hua. Let's wait a few more days."

"Let me tell you, the old man just brought back two things, a mother and a daughter!" the old lady boasted.

The man paused to pat the dust off his hands, then looked up at the old man: "Really? How's the stuff?"

The old man took a puff of his cigarette and answered slowly, "It's just so-so."

The old lady was anxious: "Why is she average? Even though the girl is a little thin, she's so pretty. And her mother is also very pretty, with big parts where they should be big and thin parts where they should be thin. You can't tell at all that she's given birth to a child."

The man licked his lips, his eyes revealing a lewd look. He wanted to see how handsome he was, whether he was as good as the old woman said.

The old man seemed to see through his thoughts, and looked at him while blowing smoke rings: "I won't stop you from doing anything, but you have to give me a share of this stuff." He pointed at the boy on the bed.

The man thought for a moment and said, "Let me take a look. If it's really as beautiful as you said, why not give you a share?"

After saying that, he walked out quickly and pushed open the door of the west room impatiently.

Zhang Hui knew she had just escaped from the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den when she heard half of it. But she was not afraid, she put Xiao Xuetuan in her mother's arms first, and then put on the invisibility talisman as usual.

The man was stunned when he entered the room. Why was there only a little girl in the room? Although she looked pretty, he was not interested in her. He was not the old pervert Uncle Cai who only picked on little girls.

"Kid, where is your mother?" He tried hard to force a smile, trying to coax the child.

Zhang Hui looked at him expressionlessly. Why did he see these beasts everywhere?

Seeing that she didn't say anything and just looked at him stupidly, the man wondered if there was something wrong with this child as she didn't answer his questions.

He was about to continue asking, but Zhang Hui got annoyed and punched him, hitting him right on the temple. The man rolled his eyes, fell heavily to the ground and fainted.

The old couple in the upper room were wondering why there had been no movement for a long time. Suddenly they heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. They were startled and thought, "Is anything wrong?"

What could possibly happen to a little girl and her mother who only has the IQ of a three or four-year-old? But he had to go and take a look. Brother Yang was a high-ranking official, so nothing could happen to him.