Back to the world, you human trafficker are dead

"Why didn't this stupid boy find someone to tell him about it? Officer, where is my son? Is he here?"

Zhou Ying asked while complaining, Zhang Hui turned around and looked at her: "It's not that he didn't want to report the news, he was discovered not long after he followed Jasmine."

"Ah!" Zhou Ying was panicked. She had always thought her son was free, but she didn't expect that he had been imprisoned for a long time.

Without waiting for her to plead, Zhang Hui ordered Xiao Qingze: "Let's find a place to eat and rest for a while."

"Don't worry, Du Nanzhou is fine." Zhou Ying relaxed a little and looked at the time. It was time for dinner.

A few of them found a roadside restaurant, ordered a few dishes at random, and finished their lunch in no time.

When they came out of the restaurant, a beggar with dirty body and tangled hair kowtowed to them and begged: "I wish you all great fortune and a meal!"

"Go, get out of here! Don't dirty my shop." The waiter in the restaurant heard the voice and rushed out, covering his nose in disgust and chasing him away.

Zhang Hui's heart suddenly jumped. She looked carefully and saw that it was him! How did the young policeman who responded to the call, the man from the same village as her when she was young, become like this?

How could she know that since he clearly realized the crime committed by the village chief's father, Li Liangcheng ran away from the police station in a daze and wandered around.

In recent years, he has become a little more sober and returned to his hometown, where he has been begging for a living.

Zhang Hui was thinking about how to help him. After all, when she went to call the police, this person did not ignore her just because she was a child.

Let’s take him back to Changlin Village. His family should still be looking for him.

And just now when she was eating, she accidentally discovered that the environment shown in the video at the other end of the red line between Zhou Ying's eyebrows was Changlin Village.

Originally, Zhang Hui thought that she would never set foot in Changlin Village again in her life. This village was like hell to her mother.

Now it seems that we have to go to Changlin Village.

The road leading to Changlin Village has changed a lot. The muddy road that was muddy when it rained has become an asphalt road.

The once terrifying Snow Wolf Valley has now become a scenic spot.

Soon, they arrived at Changlin Village.

The car drove directly into the village. The weather was cold and very few villagers went out.

Only carefree children were chasing and playing behind the car.

Following the direction of the red line, Zhang Hui sent the former policeman, now a middle-aged beggar, to his doorstep.

As soon as the former village chief's wife showed up, Zhang Hui recognized her. It turned out that she was the village chief's son.

I didn't expect that good things would come out of bad bamboo. The evil village chief actually has a kind son!

Zhang Hui ignored the grateful look in the village head's wife's gray hair and left without looking back.

As a vested interest, her husband died of illness in prison and her son disappeared for twenty years with no one to take care of him. This is the retribution she deserves.

Her companions noticed that she was in a bad mood. They looked at each other and did not dare to speak for a while.

They arrived just in time and happened to hear screams and curses coming from the house.

Zhang Hui was the first to send out his spiritual sense. In the red brick house, a skinny and wretched man like a bamboo pole had cornered the girl and was trying to eat the swan meat.

Thanks to his poor health, the little girl has been able to hold on until now.

The boy cursing in the yard was none other than Du Nanzhou. He was tied with a rope and was in a state of impotent rage.

In addition, there was an old woman in the room, leaning against the door and listening to the noise.

As expected, there hasn't been any change in Changlin Village. Those who want to take shortcuts to get married are still the same.

Want to make it a done deal? Forget it! Zhang Hui sneered, took out the lightning-inducing talisman, made hand gestures, and in an instant, lightning and thunder appeared.

Zhu Moli, who was struggling to resist in the room, fell into despair when a lightning bolt as thick as a finger struck straight down and hit the thin bamboo pole right on top, without any waste at all.

The thin bamboo pole looked like a real bamboo pole, lying stiffly on the ground, with its hair sticking up to the sky and sparks and lightning all over its body, it was very scary.

Zhu Moli screamed in shock. The old woman guarding the door had a bad feeling and immediately pushed the door open.

When the old woman saw her son twitching continuously, she immediately rushed over.

After she hugged her son, she realized something was wrong. Her whole body was in pain and numb, and she couldn't move. Why was it that?

Zhu Moli rolled and crawled away. Du Nanzhou's worried voice came from the yard: "Moli, what happened? Are you okay?"

He just saw lightning strike into the house and thunder rumbled in the air, which was very terrifying.

An Xiaoguo and Chu Xingman helped the limp Zhu Moli out. After all, she was only seventeen years old and still a child.

As soon as Xiao Qingze untied Du Nanzhou's rope, he ran to Zhu Moli and hurriedly showed concern and greetings. Zhou Ying was so angry that she rolled her eyes.

We can’t keep this bastard anymore!

Xiao Qingze notified the town's police station to hand over the follow-up work.

The police arrived very quickly and took away the wretched skinny guy and the old woman with shit spewing from her mouth.

Things have come to this point, it's time for them to go home.

But somehow, Zhang Hui felt that she had to stay and do something.

"Take them to town and find a hotel to stay in. I'll meet up with you tomorrow."

Xiao Qingze didn't ask her why she stayed, but nodded to show that he knew.

An Xiaoguo was always obedient and followed whatever she said. But Chu Xingman held his head high and was determined to stay with her.

Zhang Hui didn't say anything either. He just gave Chu Xingman a look. Chu Xingman pouted and obediently followed him into the car.

Zhang Hui pushed open the old and dilapidated door, and every brick and tile inside was exactly the same as when he left as a child.

I heard that a few years after she and her mother left, Zhou Dagang, her biological father, went crazy and fell off a cliff and died.

No one dared to live in this yard, and it remained empty for decades.

It was freezing cold in the middle of the night, and the biting snow and wind howled through this remote village.

Zhang Hui suddenly opened her eyes. Within her perception range, she saw many spirits hovering above the inky black village.

She understood something, sat down cross-legged, and made hand gestures. A door gradually appeared in the air, and spiritual energy poured in like a tide.

The spirit hovering in all directions suddenly appeared in the air above Zhou's yard, as if being lured by something.

The mysterious door opened, and the invisible pressure made all the spirits in the air kneel down and tremble.

A slender figure walked out of the mysterious door, still wearing a white robe, with a group of pitch-black creatures under his feet.

"Lord Wuchang!" Zhang Hui bowed and Li You quickly moved away. He couldn't bear it.

"Please send them to reincarnation." These spirits are naturally the sins committed by Changlin Village in the past.

They suffered humiliation when they were alive, and after death there was no guide to take them to reincarnation, so they could only hover here day and night, unconsciously.

"It's just a small matter. I don't deserve your thanks." He waved his sleeves, and the scattered spirits were like stars, all collected into his sleeves.

"There is one more thing. I was asked to bring something to the girl."

Zhang Hui looked at him in surprise. Li You took something out of his arms and placed it in his palm.

They were two gray wooden beads strung together by a red string.

The tracing beads on her wrist were beating rapidly, and her heart began to pound along with them. Finally, the last two beads on the tracing chain appeared.