Back to the world, you human trafficker are dead

Three days later, they arrived in Beijing.

Zhang Hui asked Xiao Ding to drop him off at the school gate. Xiao Ding asked, "Student Zhang, do you have a cell phone? It would be convenient for us to contact Captain Yang if he wants to contact you again."

Zhang Hui thought about it and gave him the phone number of the dormitory manager.

Before approaching the dormitory building, Zhang Hui saw from afar an imposing figure standing in front of the girls' dormitory like a benchmark.

The girls passing by looked at him and whispered to their friends.

This was none other than Comrade Xiao Qingze, whom I had not seen for a long time.

Xiao Qingze obviously saw her, and came towards her with a smile in his eyes.

He looked her up and down for a long time, with a smile on his face: "I heard that the Jingshi Branch invited you to hunt down the suspect?"

Zhang Hui raised his eyebrows: "Captain An told you."

Xiao Qingze knew that he couldn't hide it from her, so he smiled and nodded, saying, "I just happened to be in Beijing on a business trip, so I came to see you and give you a small gift."

Zhang Hui was quite curious when he heard this: "What gift?" It's not a festival, and you're still giving gifts?

Xiao Qingze smiled but said nothing, only motioning her to stretch out her hand. Zhang Hui stretched out her right hand and looked at him expectantly.

Xiao Qingze took something out of his pocket. It was an antique purse embroidered with flowers. It had a grand color scheme and was exquisite and compact.

He put the purse in Zhang Hui's hand. Zhang Hui originally thought that he was just giving her a purse, but it was more exquisite than an ordinary purse.

But the four beads on her wrist were bouncing happily, and now she was not calm. The Retrospective Beads were so excited, could it be?

She opened her purse, and a gray wooden bead instantly fell into her fair palm.

It turned out to be the fifth retrospective bead! She looked up at Xiao Qingze in great surprise.

"Where did it come from?"

Xiao Qingze said vaguely: "I got it the night before last. I came to look for you yesterday, but you were not there. If you don't come back today, I have to go back to Beiyang."

In fact, he overheard from his grandfather that in an auction to be held soon, there would be a peculiar pearl, which looked ordinary, but the auctioneer regarded it as a treasure.

Upon hearing this, he became interested and pestered his grandfather to get the auction item catalog.

When he saw the beads, he couldn't be sure that this was the kind that Zhang Hui once liked, but it really seemed like it.

His strong intuition made him decide to take a picture of it on the spot, even if it would cost a lot.

Now seeing the surprised smile on her face, it's all worth it.

Zhang Hui thought: This guy probably knew that the bead would be useful to her, so he brought it to cheer her up.

"Thank you, this bead is indeed useful to me."

Zhang thought about it and said frankly: "My master once told me that there are nine beads in total, and they are called the Backtracking Chain."

"It was made by my master, and it's a magical weapon for protection that only I can use. Unfortunately, it was lost in a battle in the early years, and I only found three of them."

"Later, I helped Anjie find his sister and got one. Now you sent me another one. I am so lucky."

Xiao Qingze suddenly realized that it was no wonder that she cared so much about the bead. Today, she could speak frankly and tell the truth. Was he one step closer to her?

"Thank you! Please let me know if you have any questions in the future." Zhang Hui thanked him again solemnly.

Xiao Qingze waved his hand and said, "You're welcome. There's no need to be so polite between you and me."

Zhang Hui nodded. That’s right. We’ve been through so much together and have been friends for a long time. It would be a bit strange to say thank you. I’ll try my best to help you in the future if you have any problems.

The two of them made an appointment to have dinner together outside the school. They were talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was extraordinary.

After dinner, Xiao Qingze took the last bus back to Beiyang City.

Zhang Hui watched him go away silently, feeling lost. After a long while, she shook her head and laughed, not understanding what was going on in her heart.

Late at night, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse. Dormitory 306 of the girls' dormitory.

His roommate was already fast asleep, and Zhang Hui skillfully cut his hand to let out the blood. Not a single drop was wasted, as all of it was fed into the Huisu Pearl.

The fifth bead spun around for a long time before it slowly moved into her wrist and turned into an inconspicuous gray dot.

At this time, the other four beads stayed quietly on her wrist, not moving, as if all the previous ones were her illusion.

Zhang Hui was a little amused and helpless. He put all these things aside, calmed down and entered the state of cultivation.

What she didn't notice was that when she was practicing, except for the original main bead, the other three small beads, like tribute, transferred the spiritual energy that they had stored for a long time to the fifth bead one by one.

Soon, the five gray beads gradually turned as white as jade, and the other three beads gradually dimmed and no longer had their previous bright luster.

Over the next ten days, Zhang Hui went to get out of class on time as usual and continued to practice diligently at night, just like usual.

Until one night, when he was about to go to sleep, Zhang Hui suddenly felt a severe burning sensation on his left wrist.

She checked hurriedly, only to find that except for the first main bead and the fifth bead which were glowing white, the rest of the beads were dim and looked as if they had been robbed.

Moreover, the order of arrangement has also changed. Originally, the first main bead was at the head, and the other three small beads were at the back. The fifth bead was naturally ranked fifth.

But now it’s different. The fifth bead actually took the position of the fourth bead in front, pushing the fourth bead behind itself.

Why can Zhang Hui distinguish so clearly?

It was actually very simple. When the first main bead and the fifth bead transformed into her wrist, the shapes were larger than the other three beads, so she could see them clearly.

This... is this a spirit? Zhang Hui touched the feverish area and found the shape of five beads.

Is there anything wrong with these five beads? She was puzzled.

She tried to use spiritual energy to calm it, but it was of no use. Finally, she had to give up and go practice on her own.

As the night deepened, the moon slowly climbed up the branches, and the faint moonlight shone through the glass window, enveloping the girl who was practicing.

An astonishing light flashed on the girl's left wrist, and after three breaths, the person on the bed suddenly disappeared.

A chill came quietly and enveloped her whole body. The spiritual energy containing severe coldness became thicker and thicker, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

Zhang Hui suddenly opened his eyes and was stunned.

Where is she? A cave? A cave full of spiritual energy?

If a cultivator with ice spiritual roots came here, he would probably die of happiness laughing.

But for her, she was not able to enjoy it. The severe coldness contained in the spiritual energy was enough to discourage her.

You can see it but can't eat it, and you have to use the spiritual energy you have worked so hard to obtain to isolate yourself from the cold. It's such a loss.

Zhang Hui looked around. This cave was about the size of a classroom. In the deepest part of the cave, the spiritual energy was so dense that it was hard to see clearly.

Apart from the pervasive chill, there seemed to be no danger in the cave. On the contrary, she could feel something calling her from the depths of the cave.

Zhang Hui did not relax his guard, but became even more vigilant.

She walked step by step into the depths of the cave, where there might be an opportunity to return to the modern world.

In the quiet cave, in the almost dark space, she could only hear her own steady breathing and heartbeat.

It was getting closer and the temperature was getting lower, but fortunately she could still hold on.

Slowly, a dark shadow appeared in front of her. It seemed to be an ancient monk sitting cross-legged, and his attire was no different from the ancient people in the TV dramas she had watched before.

To say that he was a cultivator, it was natural that Zhang Hui was extremely meticulous. After careful observation, he discovered that the spiritual energy from his mouth and nose was like smoke, which was absorbed into his body bit by bit.

In such an extremely cold environment, only monks can continue to practice.

The monk didn't care about Zhang Hui's appearance at all and just concentrated on his cultivation.