Immortal Venerable Cubs Manual II [Quick Transmigration]

Si Xingjian grasped the measure and did not take this man's life, after all, he is not a cruel and bloodthirsty person.

Moreover, he still needs the old man to do something for him—since the swing of the stick is so powerful, why not dig things.

Si Xingjian dragged the skinny old man behind a rock, gathered up the weeds he cut down earlier, covered him, and continued walking.

Walking to a hillside, Si Xingjian set up the drawing board and started to draw maple leaves.

He is waiting for dark.

Some things are better done at night, with more atmosphere and better results.

Si Xingjian doesn't have much artistic talent. His paintings are just paintings. The works he draws can't be considered ugly, but they look a little lifeless. Unlike other people's paintings, they are expressions of emotions and are full of emotions.

The bright red color of the maple leaf was painted on paper by him, and it looked a bit cold and boring.

Si Xingjian originally wanted to pass the time, but after he drew two pictures, he felt a little bored.

He looked at Zai Zai basking in the sun, "Come on, Daddy will teach you how to write."

He helped Zai Zai wrap the pen around his tail, and led Zai Zai to doodle with the pen.

Zai Zai didn't know the meaning of this movement. Although his tail was flexible, it didn't have the grasping ability like a human cub's hand. It was a bit difficult to wrap around a pen that was as thick as a little finger.

Zai Zai regards this as a game similar to throwing a ball, and plays it very happily.

The pen dropped several times and splashed paint on Si Xingjian's pants while shaking it.

Si Xingjian looked at the dirt on the clothes, but didn't care.

He accompanied Zai Zai to finish the rest of the paper. It was already dusk and the temperature dropped a lot, Zai Zai felt cold.

Si Xingjian took off the scarf, wrapped it up as a blanket, and then covered it with a windbreaker.

He had just finished tidying up the drawing paper when he heard footsteps. Instead of turning his head, he picked up a pen and changed Zai Zai's graffiti into a maple forest in the setting sun.

The person who came was the son of the skinny old man before. He saw the letter left by his father at home and was worried, so he came over to take a look.

The more convenient way up the mountain is near their backyard.

This was also the reason why Si Xingjian would wait at their house before.

It can only be said that the two people are father and son, and this man was carrying a hoe when he went up the mountain.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" He pretended not to know Si Xingjian's background and asked tentatively.

Only then did Si Xingjian slightly raise his head, look at the person coming, "Huahua."

This man was less than 30 years old, with pimples on his face and stubble on his chin. He looked solid, like a farmer who worked hard, but he didn't have the simple temperament of a farmer.

As soon as Hu Chan saw Si Xingjian's face, he understood why the old man brought this man into the mountains.

Darling, this face is prettier than a woman's!

Si Xingjian hated such greedy eyes, as if looking at the goods, and he took the initiative to say: "Are you here to find your father?"

"What about others?"

"Oh, I kicked him down the mountain." Si Xingjian said lightly.

Before the stubble man raised his hoe, he and his father had ended up together.

Si Xingjian: This is a young man, so there is no need to be courteous.As for beating someone wrong... Anyway, no one saw it.

He put a puppet amulet on the father and son respectively, and ordered them to dig in the valley of ghosts.

Looking at the mountain running dead horse, he can see Guiguao from here, but it takes more than half an hour to walk there.

Buried in the ghost valley, besides the bones, there are more fetal hairs, favorite things and birthday characters written in my own blood.

After some parents sell their children, they will bury those things as if the child is dead, and they will do this to break the relationship, so that if something happens to the child, they will come back to haunt them with resentment.

Yes, some parents have children just to sell them for money.

Having children one after another without a single child surviving may not be premature death; there are fewer girls in the village because girls are usually more salable than boys, and they can also cost [-] to [-] yuan.

These parents are the same as Sheng Yifan's father, thinking that by giving their children life, they can treat them like objects.

The difference is that Sheng Bowen is rich, so he traded Sheng Yifan's marriage for greater benefits.And these people are poor, and they only exchange tens of thousands of dollars.

This has formed an industrial chain - there are sellers who produce, there are those who process and resell like bad hospitals and certain clubs, there are buyers, Zhou Tianyusheng Bowen, etc. who receive services, and consumption like using the heart of Acheng By……

Of course, intermediaries are indispensable, and that stubble is one of them.

They will hang out on various maternity and baby platforms, find buyers and sellers, try to communicate, matchmaking, use codes and codes, and complete transactions in the group as if they were selling goods.

In this market, girls are more popular.

In addition to providing special services, even if they are raised by themselves, most of them are more willing to raise girls, because girls are usually more affectionate, and even if they grow up and know the truth, they probably will not abandon their adoptive parents.

This was originally a beautiful quality in them, like ivory, but it became their misfortune to be targeted by people who only had interests in their eyes.

Because there is a market, these parents who have ulterior motives "don't reborn a boy but a girl", and they just lose their baby when they conceive a boy. They just wait for enough money to have a son for the elderly.

They started from an embryo, and what they accepted was malice; even if they could be born, they would not be treated as life; even in this life, they have never really lived.

Some people may not even have a registered permanent residence, and even their death is silent. Except for those who harmed them, no one knows that they ever existed.

How could a person who died like this not be full of resentment?So Zhou Tianyu was entangled and died.

However, there are still more people who are like Zhou Tianyu, or even more vicious than him, are still alive.

Like this kind of parents who don't treat their biological children as adults, maybe there may not be one pair among tens of thousands of parents, but the sum of all parts of the country is also a shocking number.

There are also those who were not born for sale, but later did not want to raise them for some reason; some thought they found a good family for their children, but ended up in the hands of an intermediary, and there were even abductees...

Si Xingjian's abilities are suppressed to varying degrees in every world, and these cannot be solved by him alone.

He hugged Zai Zai, looked at the red maple leaves, his heart was still calm, maybe it was because he had expected it, or maybe it was because of his indifferent nature.

Of course he didn't want to see such a thing happen, and even a little bit disgusted with those who didn't follow the rules and exploited others as a matter of course.

When you meet someone like that, make them pay for what they did.

As for the extra emotions and feelings, he didn't have any.He only hoped to resolve this matter as soon as possible, and then take Zai Zai home.

The moon climbed into the sky, and the father and son climbed up with a lot of boxes wrapped in clothes with an unpleasant smell.

Wearing gloves, Si Xingjian took out the hair and birthday characters inside, put them on the talisman papers that had been cut out in advance, and lit them one by one.

"Go to your parents."

He wasn't trying to attract souls—many of these children were still alive, he just cast a simple illusion, hoping that the people he saw would have an unforgettable night.

Those people really don't deserve to be parents.

Covering her nose, Si Xingjian said to Hu Chanan with disgust, "Take these and surrender to the Provincial Public Security Bureau."

He wasn't worried that this person's sentence would be commuted because he surrendered himself - the person behind this person was cruel and had no bottom line, how could he let the traitor go?

Reluctantly, Si Xingjian hitched a ride to the town with Hu Stubble, and after dawn, he rented a car and returned to his residence in the county seat.

While Si Xingjian was wearing her long hair that was not completely dry, and throwing away the changed clothes, Hu Zhu drove the van to the entrance of the Public Security Bureau.

The father and son got out of the car, raised their hands and shouted: "I want to surrender!"

At the same time they shouted these words, the two talisman papers behind them turned into powder and were blown away by the wind, and they also woke up.

When the two saw where they were, they opened their eyes wide in horror, and then looked at each other—how could they be here?When they realized what they were shouting just now, they subconsciously wanted to run away, but it was too late, and they were pushed to the ground.

Of course, Si Xingjian knew that the Public Security Bureau did not have the function of handling cases directly, he just wanted to let the official department know about it.

If those two people went to the police station to report the crime, it would be useless.

Even if it was brought to the Public Security Bureau, the matter might be covered up, and the two people would be treated as mentally ill, as if nothing happened.

Si Xingjian is not worried about such a result, because he still has a plan, and someone will help him make things worse.

He didn't leave immediately, but waited for someone to come to the door.

It's just that he doesn't know whether it's the police who came to him to inquire, or the person who came to solve him.

Fortunately, the result did not disappoint Si Xingjian too much.

Plainclothes came to the door the next day. They had obviously interrogated the father and son and asked Master Wang about the situation.

They didn't believe what the father and son said about hitting ghosts, and they didn't understand why Si Xingjian went to the unknown mountain to paint pictures, and went to the town in the middle of the night in a van filled with bones and relics.

No matter how you look at it, it's a bit strange.

Could it be that this person knew there was something strange in that place and hypnotized those two people?But why didn't he call the police?How did you know?

Police officer Cheng was full of suspicion, took out his ID and introduced himself.

Facing the police's questioning, Si Xingjian was very cooperative and answered every question, but in summary, he denied it three times: "No, no, I don't know."

"Then you were painting there, why did you stay there when it got dark?"

Si Xingjian: "I'm curious what they dug up."

"Are you not afraid alone?"

"Aren't those two still together?"

"But, they wanted to do something to you before."

"But..." Si Xingjian wanted to use the same sentence pattern, "They can't beat me."

Police Officer Cheng's name is Cheng Cheng, and his name sounds a little cute, but he is actually a big and thick man, very dignified, and he has never felt this powerless when he was questioning before.

"In the process of getting along with the two of them, didn't you find anything wrong with them?"

Si Xingjian thought for a moment, and replied: "They seem to be frightened, and they are a little dazed."

"Then you still dare to sit in their car?"

Si Xingjian frowned, "I don't have a driver's license, so I can't drive without a license, right?"

Officer Cheng: "..."

After asking some more questions, Police Officer Cheng asked Si Xingjian to leave his contact information and address.

When he was about to leave, Officer Cheng asked again: "Can I see your paintings?"

Si Xingjian took out one of the paintings she drew and said, "Here, you can put it in the car."

His seemingly childish showing off made the sullen police officer Cheng laugh out loud.

Si Xingjian: I am here to save your life!

Police officer Cheng really put the painting in the car after being appraised by a professional. Later, when he was arrested, he was hit by a suspect driving a car. The blood stained the maple leaves even redder, but he miraculously saved his life. Suddenly realized something.

There is nothing special about that painting, it's just that there is a small defensive formation on it.

After Si Xingjian confirmed that the police did not act inaction, he saved something in Hu Chan's cell phone.

Because the suspect contacted by the police is just a young man, they have not yet realized the seriousness of the matter, and only regard it as an ordinary child trafficking case.When the technicians recovered the data of the suspect's mobile phone and found a list, they knew it was a big deal.

Si Xingjian was sure that someone would take over the stall, so she left.He is not a suspect and his travel will not be restricted.

He poked Zai Zai, who was tending to hibernate, "Go home."