The law of true fragrance that cannot be escaped

A few days later, in a remote village with few people, an honest-looking middle-aged woman wearing a cotton calico shirt came in with a satchel. She looked kind, but she didn't even say hello when she passed by an old man standing in the village. One sound.

The village is dilapidated and dirty. It is hard to imagine that there is such a wasteland-like village in the bustling city B. Most of the villages are old people who are dying. There was no fluctuation at all, and it was like not seeing a middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman had already walked into a courtyard at this time. The courtyard looked more dirty and abandoned, the glass on the window was broken, and there was no one inside, but the middle-aged woman walked straight into the house. .

There were a lot of sundries piled up randomly on the floor of the house. At first glance, there was nothing wrong with it, but after the middle-aged woman carefully removed some sundries and knocked on the ground regularly, the floor began to loosen. Someone was underneath. Pull to open.

Below is a larger indoor space, brightly lit. After the middle-aged woman came down, the man who lifted the floor earlier came over. He was strong and had a fierce face. When facing the middle-aged woman, he bowed down and lowered his head, "Yi sister."

"Yeah." The middle-aged woman nodded coldly, and looked around the room, as if evaluating the goods, without any emotion, "Why do you look half-dead?"

In addition to a few strong men and women who were sitting or standing, there were also children and teenagers who were tied|tied and thrown on the ground. The young children had already learned not to cry, so they leaned together and shivered. Already passed out, and the girl's body was even more bruised, looking a bit miserable.

The middle-aged woman looked indifferently for a while, then looked at the strong men, "Did you touch the goods?"

The previous man apologized and said with a smile, "Why, sister Yi, didn't you say not to move, we just saw that these goods are not obedient, so we just beat them up."

"Yes, Sister Yi." A woman stood up and walked to the middle-aged woman, "With me watching them, you can put your heart in your stomach."

The middle-aged woman snorted coldly, "Put it in my stomach? These few months are not enough for me to worry about."

She looked at one of the men inside, "That's how I killed the one who asked for money, and a series of things happened. Fortunately, Sister Yi, I was reliable in my work before, so I was not caught."

The man being looked at was a little thin, with sinister eyes, but at the moment he dodged a little, stuttering, "Yi, sister Yi, I'm sorry, I, I didn't expect so many things to happen when I killed him, I just got hotheaded at that time... ..."

He was afraid that he would be found by the police, treated and questioned, and then caught, then he would be finished... Because he would stare at the people under his command who went out to ask for money every day, that's why he felt murderous when he found out that someone recognized him.

The middle-aged woman also understood the reason for this incident, but she was persecuted by the police station for several months, and the rumors were so tight that she couldn't live a peaceful life with her.

"Okay, it's fortunate that you were obedient and didn't cause trouble for me during this period of time." The middle-aged woman waved her hand and sneered, "The police|police are also trash, and they haven't found me after so long. Like a headless chicken."

The others also laughed triumphantly, making the girl and the others hiding in the corner despair.

"However, the police will definitely not give up on this. We can't stay in City B any longer. We have to move all the goods in our hands out as soon as possible." The middle-aged woman narrowed her eyes and looked at those "goods".

"Yes, Sister Yi." The strong man behind nodded, "There are those beggars..."

"Dispose of it." The middle-aged woman frowned, "Throw it away, let them fend for themselves, and make it from unsalable goods if necessary in the future."

What he said was indifferent, and he didn't treat the person they kidnapped as a human being at all.

The teenagers and girls who could understand couldn't help crying silently. The pain in their bodies was nothing compared to the extreme fear in their hearts, the fear of the future and the unknown.

At this moment, the girl looked at the stone slab leading to the top with teary eyes, and found that there were many white light spots in her eyes. She thought it was her own illusion, but found that some people in the group of traffickers also started to scream .

"What is this?!" The previous strong man was the first to discover it, shouting to wave away the white spot.

The middle-aged woman couldn't help but backed away in horror, only to find that these strange light spots were not directed at them, but were heading towards the bound children with a clear goal, and finally surrounded them Form a slightly transparent white light curtain.

The ignorant and frightened children couldn't help shivering, but the next moment they found that their bodies began to warm up, and their hearts were no longer so afraid.

The older children felt more clearly, and Qingzi, who was beaten by the traffickers, began to slowly ease up and evacuate.

The white light spots continued to drift over, melting into their bodies through the light curtain, and seemed to be wrapped in warm water for a moment, soft and comfortable.

And just when the middle-aged woman and the others were in shock, the tightly pressed floor exploded with a bang|bang|explosion, accompanied by the sound of fast and orderly footsteps, it was a figure that aroused hope for the children.

"Police, don't move!" Feng Xiwei took the lead and rushed down.

Some traffickers were vigilant and wanted to take children as hostages, but as soon as their hands touched the white light curtain, they were immediately bounced off, hit the wall and groaned in pain.

The policeman who followed couldn't help but secretly cursed that he deserved it.

The middle-aged woman couldn't help but change her face, pretending to be terrified, raising her hands above her head, trembling.

But just when one of the policemen stepped forward to put her in shackles|cuffs, she suddenly became grim, and swung a knife drawn from somewhere on her body at the policeman's neck.

The sound of "Dang" sounded, and nothing happened to the policeman. The knife fell to the ground, but the middle-aged woman flew upside down, her arm wiped the ground, and a series of blood streaks appeared.

A figure was standing on the stairs under the floor, retracting his sleeve robe indifferently.

"Guanzhu!" The policeman looked terrified, and then thanked the figure.

Ronghua waved his hand, "You're welcome, just be careful, you know?"

The young policeman nodded repeatedly, and at the same time, he was a little ashamed. Because of his negligence, he was almost kidnapped by a middle-aged woman.

After taking the rest of the people into custody, Feng Xiwei came to the young policeman and said, "These traffickers are very cunning, vicious, and they can also pretend. Remember, don't let your guard down at any time."

"Yes!" The young policeman said seriously.

Feng Xiwei patted him on the shoulder, looked at Rong Hua who came down the stairs, "Monastery, over there..."

What he asked was another stronghold in the village. There were no able-bodied kidnapped children, but... just like the children who were killed before, children who were driven and enslaved by this group of demons.

"All have been rescued." Rong Hua nodded to Feng Xiwei, watching the passing police carrying the weak children out.

"A-Are these light spots yours?" At this moment, a faint voice sounded beside Ronghua. He turned his head and saw a girl with red handprints on her face cautiously approaching him. Lo and behold.

There were still tears in the girl's eyes, and she was a little unstable being supported by a policewoman. She passed by Ronghua, but she couldn't help but stop and ask him.

Ronghua nodded, and said softly, "It's all right now."

The girl couldn't help crying again. The human trafficker who wanted to take them as hostages just now pointed at her when he reached out his hand. At that moment, she was terrified, fearing that she would be caught and become a hostage to threaten the police. There is also the possibility that this rescue will be delayed...

Unexpectedly, at the next moment, the human trafficker was suddenly bounced away by a warm light curtain... Nothing happened, none of them was arrested.

"Thank you, thank you." The girl broke down in tears.

She was helped to the courtyard, but she couldn't help being stunned by the scene in the courtyard, no... it should be said that she was stunned by the scene in the whole village.

There are warm light spots floating everywhere, as if in a dream world, not only her, but also the children who were rescued, the children who were tortured into beggars, etc., couldn't help but look up.

The policemen around them took them to a stop, seeing the light spots slowly melting into their bodies, awakening the radiance in their eyes bit by bit...

"Ho, ho." The child who was poisoned and dumb couldn't help making a gasp, and stretched out his pitch-black rough hand tremblingly, letting one of the floating light spots slowly fall on his hand.

The policeman holding him held back the moisture in his eyes, and said in the softest voice that would not scare him, "This is hope."

The child who was missing one arm immediately cried bitterly, obviously heart-piercing, but unable to make the slightest cry, he could only helplessly squeeze out the broken notes in his throat.

The way he cried made people feel very blocked, distressed and sad.

Some policemen couldn't help crying at this time, and gradually, some children with numb expressions began to cry silently.

The white spot of light began to change. It was round and round at first, but the next moment it seemed to break out of a cocoon and become a butterfly, and it turned into a fluttering light butterfly.

The dilapidated and messy courtyard was no longer a place of despair in their hearts when they thought about it, but only these beautiful and comforting scenes remained.

"Thank you, Guanzhu." After the children were safely brought into the car, Feng Xiwei walked up to Ronghua and thanked him solemnly.

"You've worked hard too." Rong Hua patted him on the shoulder.

In the past few days, they lived and ate in the police station, racing against time to find out clues, the dens of the traffickers, etc.

Almost everyone didn't sleep much. The fact that Zhang Hua could bear it did not mean that ordinary people could bear it. Feng Xiwei and the others were able to persevere, but they were able to survive with amazing perseverance, and they also wanted to arrest these demons as soon as possible.

Although Feng Xiwei's face was pale at this time, and his eyes were black and blue, he couldn't resist the radiant look in his eyes.

Ronghua asked, "After the children are rescued, what should we do next?"

Speaking of this, Feng Xiwei's face became serious, "It's easier for abducted children, they can always find their parents, but those tortured children... well, if their parents haven't given up, they can find the best, but if……"

There is nothing too good in the world. Although some parents have not given up looking for it for many years, some parents have no hope of giving up. Now I am afraid that they dare not and do not want to accept these tortured children.

Ronghua nodded with a heavy face, and he also understood what Feng Xiwei said. He said, "If you can't find the parents of the children, let me take you to the Taoist temple. From now on, there is a temple that will be their home. Mao and I Mao is their family."

Rong Maomao nodded vigorously, "Yes, Master and I will take care of them."

Even though Feng Xiwei is a rough guy over 1.8 meters, he couldn't help the tears in his eyes at this time, "Thank you, Guanzhu."

I thank you for the children.

The author has something to say: Today is really... Facing the computer, I don’t know where to start, I dawdled until the afternoon, and I was about to dawdle myself to death... Then, I wrote another article first, and said in the copy that it will be updated this evening... ...I drank coffee to death, I hope I can fall asleep tonight, and I hope the cuties are not in a hurry, okay?