He Huai just sent the paper to the professor's mailbox.

She checked it several times before and after, and made sure that the signed student number was correct, and looked at the words "sent successfully", and then she relaxed fiercely.

It's just dark at this time, and there are only two classmates in the dormitory, between He Huai's original and eccentric personality, and the little communication between her roommates is pitiful, which is convenient for her to slowly adapt.

The bed is so soft......

She sank into the quilt, and suddenly remembered that this set of soft and beautiful three-piece bed sets seemed to be provided by that "Sun Jing", and couldn't help pouting, and said in her heart:

This original body He Huai is really lacking in brains!

Although it is too inauthentic to borrow someone's body and say bad things, but the big locust tree has received all the memories, and I don't know what to say except for this adjective.

In the whole story, the "scumbag" Sun Jing is really panicked!

However, as a good locust tree, since she borrowed her body, she must fulfill the wish of the original body - so that Sun Jing will never forget her!

She rubbed her hands together with some excitement, and decided to find a time to solve the matter as soon as possible-

Why don't you just do it tonight?

The thought turned, and the inspiration around her body was triggered, and she frowned slightly.

……………………

He Huai solemnly received He Han who came to her in the bamboo forest garden behind the dormitory building.

Her expression was as unwavering as usual, but her voice was fierce: "Today is not the time to give aura!"

"You came here to eat at this time, I'm going to beat people!"

She remembered the price of the paper - the aura of the three people repairing the skin, it is estimated that they have to pick it from the mouths of these three little ghosts, and their hearts are weak for a while, and their eyes can't help but be even more fierce!

But the whole face is still expressionless.

As for herself, she basked in the sun and moonlight during this time, as well as the aura that she cultivated and absorbed...... How hard she cultivated by herself!

Every second counts!

You can't just give it!

So...... It's better to deduct it from the expenses that have been set long ago to feed the two imps......

Besides, it took a lot of effort to get them out!

Deduct some rations or something, it's very deserved!

What's wrong with parents giving their children less pocket money?

What's wrong!

She became more and more confident.

…………………

She thought very well, but she didn't expect He Han to come over this time to plan to put a long line to catch a big fish-

In her thoughts, always picking at her mother's aura, it is not a long-term solution.

In the final analysis, my mother's aura is too little, and she has to spend a lot of effort to maintain the vitality of her body, otherwise she will be detected by the Heavenly Dao and the spirit of the demon and the death of the original body, and I am afraid that she will have to have nine thunderbolts.

Therefore, if you want to live a life of breathing aura, you still have to solve the source problem - let your mother have more aura!

In this case, if you find a human trafficker or something, if there is merit to descend, then the mother can save a lot of aura to maintain the vitality of the body, and the two sisters and brothers will naturally ......

Hey, hey, hey.

She looked at He Huai, and her eyes were exactly the same as Sun Jing's: "Mom, we have found human traffickers!

He Huai: ......!!!

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After listening to He Han's words, He Huai was also a little excited!

When she was a locust tree, sometimes people threw red cloth strips on her to make wishes, and many of them were looking for children......

However, she fell asleep most of the time, and the status of the locust tree slowly declined, from a tree species that could only be planted by the Sangong Jiuqing family to a ghost tree that people disliked...... The status regression brought about by this historical change, He Huai feels sad every time he thinks about it.

At this moment, there is a great opportunity to earn merit, wouldn't she be a fool if she didn't earn it?

Even if there is only a little spiritual power left, it is still more than enough to deal with ordinary people.

She thought confidently.

At this time, He Han also received He Zhang's message: "Mom, they have arrived at a stronghold, I should go!"

After saying that, the figure quickly disappeared.

He Huai nodded, and thought about the evening class schedule - self-study class, it's okay not to attend......

Merit is important!

She sensed the location of He Han and He Zhang, and quickly ran out.

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He Han and He Zhang curled up in the suitcase, the twenty-eight-inch large suitcase, although it was not comfortable to curl up, but they didn't have any shape, so it was comfortable.

They were unloaded from the car this morning and are now being dragged down the alleyway.

- It's just that the quality of the suitcase is a little worse.

The two secretly commented through the box:

"What age is it, and the suitcase doesn't have spinner wheels...... What a sting!"

The wheels are obviously not flexible when cornering!

He Zhang also nodded, and subconsciously learned the tone of the group of old ladies dancing in the square: "It's not!"

Don't say it, it sounds like an old lady has a lot of charm.

After a while, the box stopped.

They carefully "looked" around, and it looked very different from the bustling campus, a bit like an urban village, with most of the buildings not high, and a mess of self-built houses, various sheds piled up on top, and clothes hanging outside......

Gee.

He pouted in disgust——

How did they become so depressed in the profiteering industry of human trafficking, which can be written into the criminal law?

It seems that the economy is indeed sluggish!

If they don't have any ability, they can only fall to this point.

If you can't keep up with the times, it is estimated that it will go out of business soon.

Don't they know that many traffickers now wear suits and leather shoes, and they specialize in the camouflage of office buildings?

She saw a Korean drama on Annie's tablet two days ago, and it was such a plot.

In their disgust at the incompetent traffickers, they were pulled out of their suitcases and locked up in a house.

The door slammed shut.

He Han stood up slowly, walked around the simple room with only the cement floor, smelled the fishy smell in the air, and said in disgust:

"Why are there so many people!"

No, in addition to the two of them, there are eight children in the house.

Of the eight children, five were boys and three were girls.

They are all about five to eight years old, and they don't look bad.

He Han nodded-it seems that they have requirements for trafficking targets.

It's just that those who seem to have come earlier and suffered hardship, although there are tears on their faces at this time, they have learned to be quiet.

At least seeing He Han and He Zhang, the eight children did not move anything other than panic.

He Han thought about it, climbed onto the only shabby table, crossed his hands on his waist, and a pair of chubby calves under the little green skirt were exceptionally white.

"If you promise to give me something to eat, when my mother comes, I'll give her priority!"

It's a minute or two anyway.

There was silence in the room.

Doesn't anyone have a commissary at home?

He Han He Zhang couldn't help but be a little frustrated.

Half-loud, a girl with a small pointed chin raised her hand timidly:

"I don't have a commissary at home, but my mother runs a supermarket chain......"