Hanging up the phone, the foreign uncle soon rushed over with his temporary interpreter, Hu Youli told the foreign uncle about the process of her acquaintance with the blues, and some of her suspicions, but the foreign uncle was not surprised, and many cases of the Blues showed that they would use an unknown drug to control women to do something.

But they don't know exactly what the drug is, what it does, and often the victims don't see the real faces of the Blues members, which means that Hu Youli is not the first to be fooled, and certainly not the last.

The foreign uncle took the small chip with blood that Hu Youli gave him and turned it around, Hu Youli said to the foreign uncle that this thing can play a tracking role, but who can make the tracker so small.

Of course, the foreign uncle guessed that this was only a close-range tracker, and it could only track signals within a certain range. The foreign uncle was even more curious about how Hu Youli found this tracker, and explained it and showed him the wound on the back of his neck. How could a little girl have the courage to dig a piece of flesh from her body with a knife, how painful it was.

When the foreign uncle came to country Z this time, he was really stunned by this little girl named Hu Youli, and then he kept asking if all the girls in your country are like this? After returning to China, he often mentioned to others the magical little Chinese girl and her magical pet snake.

The foreign uncle returned to China overnight with the tracker, hoping to find some clues through the tracker, but what he didn't expect was that he didn't catch the Blues through the tracker, but he made contributions to the country's scientific cause, of course, these are all later words.

After the foreign uncle left, Hu Youli went to bed. Because her heart is so chaotic today that she can't settle down at all. Hu Youli wanted to know the most, and the foreign uncle couldn't give her a positive answer. The most important thing she wanted to know was whether Blues would find her this time, and she didn't talk to her foreign uncle about tattoos. Because she always felt that the tattoo was not so simple.

The night was getting deeper, Hu Youli slept on the big bed in the hotel, the bed was very soft, and the temperature was just right, but Hu Youli, who was in his sleep, was frowning and covered with sweat.

Red, red everywhere you look, a viscous liquid as red blood, and a miserable white corpse floats in the liquid.

Hu Youli felt himself sinking a little bit. She couldn't move, she could only feel herself sinking, sinking, suffocating, this suffocating feeling was very similar to her state when she was recklessly dragged down to the bottom of the lake in the deep mountains, her body was tightly bound, she couldn't move, she could only feel the passage of life little by little.

Suddenly she felt something tearing at her hands, feet and body, and she found that the corpses around her were pulling at her like crazy, and she heard a voice lower than "You killed us." "You're damned." "Give me my life."

She struggled. Struggling desperately, but it was useless, the feeling of suffocation and powerlessness aggravated little by little, and suddenly a hideous laughing face "Haha." You killed them, and you can't escape from my hands. ”

Hu Youli's feeling of suffocating and struggling when he saw this face completely turned into anger: "No, no. It's not me, it's not me. It's you who kill them. I'll kill you. ”

Suddenly woke up from the dream, Hu Youli sat on the bed in a daze and gasped for breath, the room was pitch black, looking at the hazy neon flickering outside through the curtains, and instantly felt like a world away.

In this way, she sat on the bed and looked out the window, thinking about all the recent events over and over again, if there were regret pills sold in the world, she would not have gone to Shenzhen at first, and she would not have gone to the "fan" bar when she went to Shenzhen, so that she would not meet the devil-like man called the blues.

Or when she came to Shenzhen, she didn't promise Mr. Lu to accompany him to the sea to look for him, let alone meet him in the "fan" bar.

But all this is just if, what should have happened has happened, and the dead have lost their lives.

She even wanted to convince herself: "All this would still happen if it weren't for her." But she was there when it happened, and she played a vital role, and if it was a movie, she was the supporting role with the most shots, if not the main character.

Hu Youli is an anxious child, but also a violent temper, this is the typical character of a Northeast girl, she can't figure out a thing, she will be particularly irritable, until dawn only she and the sheets are left in bed, the pillow quilt was all thrown to the ground by her, and several strands of hair were also scratched off by herself, and her overall appearance is now like a fried rooster.

Until a woman knocked on her door and said that Mr. Lu sent her to take care of Hu Youli's daily life, she brought new clothes and breakfast, I have to say that this person is also thoughtful, Hu Youli came out of the clothes and only wore one and took one, and now these two clothes are stained with blood, and she is still wearing pajamas provided by the hotel.

After breakfast, this woman took Hu Youli all over Hong Kong Island, of course, it was also to facilitate Hu Youli to choose a place, and in one day, Hu Youli turned all the places on Hong Kong Island, and in the evening, Mr. Lu came to find her.

Hu Youli has taken a fancy to several places, several places have their own characteristics and merits, how to say that although the deceased people do not enter the ancestral grave, their burial places will still have some influence on their families, especially the immediate family.

Hu Youli sat on the sofa, she was in a very bad mood, frowning all the time, and her mental state was not good, and there were big dark circles under her eyes, which directly led to her tone not being very good, "Mr. Lu, what do you want to choose?" Money? Right? Wenchang? Wuchang? Or is it family harmony? ”

Mr. Lu sat on the sofa and took a sip of tea, his mood was no better than Hu Youli, but the cultivation he had cultivated over the years made him still very polite and said, "I'll choose the last one." ”

Hu Youli glanced at Mr. Lu in surprise: "Oh? Does your firstborn have offspring? ”

"Hey, I have a posthumous son, I have already married and the children are very big. Does this have anything to do with choosing a cemetery? ”

"Have you asked them for their opinions?"

Mr. Lu frowned, "I'll handle my family affairs myself." ”

Hu Youli also knew that he had asked too much, so he picked up a pen and circled a place on the map, "Give me money, I'm going to leave tonight." ”

Mr. Lu put away the map, smiled, and handed over a bank card: "Here is 500,000, I will arrange for you to go back to Shenzhen immediately." ”

To say that rich people are efficient, Hu Youli was already sitting on the plane two hours later.

After getting off the plane, Hu Youli took a taxi to Qian Wenming's house, it was already late, she didn't want Qian Zhongguo to pick her up, so she called Qian Zhongguo when she was about to get to the place.

When she arrived at Qian Wenming's house, Hu Youli went back to the bedroom directly under the pretext that it was late at night, and the others felt that her mood was not right, but they didn't ask.

When she returned to the bedroom, Hu Youli sat on the bed and meditated, but no matter what, she couldn't settle down, and when she closed her eyes, there was always a boatload of dead people in her mind.

In this way, at dawn, she has been trying to calm down, wanting to forget the previous things for a while, but the more this happens, the more chaotic her heart becomes, and she didn't sleep well for two days and didn't meditate, at this time her mood and body are extremely poor.

In the morning, Hu Youli had big dark circles under his eyes, and he came out for breakfast with a stinky face, and the atmosphere at the dinner table was very delicate and depressing.

After Hu Youli left, Qian Wenwen went home to live, so there was only Qian Wenming's family of three at the dinner table, and the three of them all looked at Hu Youli carefully, especially Qian Zhongguo's weak heart always peeked at Hu Youli, because no matter how Hu Youli went to sea with Mr. Lu, what happened to make her appear in such a state.

After eating, Qian Zhongguo couldn't help it, "That, reasonable, what's wrong with you?" Is something wrong? ”

Hu Youli looked at Qian Zhongguo, and barely squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, "It's nothing, it's just that I'm in a bad mood." Then he went back to the room, and in this way a few days passed, Hu Youli's mental state was even worse, he couldn't eat a few bites of food, there was no way to meditate and cultivate, and he would have nightmares when he slept.

Although she washes every day and cleans herself up, the overall feeling is particularly decadent, and those big eyes are placed on the emaciated and pale face, giving others a gloomy and irritable feeling, Qian Zhongguo feels that his back is cold when he is looked at by Hu Youli.

Another day, Hu Youli ate a few bites of breakfast and went back to the room, stayed for a while and came out and said, "I'll go out for a walk." So he went out of the house, leaving the three of them looking at each other.

Qian Zhongguo thought for a long time, took out his mobile phone and said to his wife and son, "No, I have to find someone to ask what's wrong, it's not a matter if it goes on like this." ”

Look at Hu Youli again, she walked aimlessly on the road when she went out, the villa area was originally a suburban place, she also looked for a remote place to walk, and she couldn't see anyone at all while walking, and went up the mountain along a small road.

Hu Youli hopes that walking in the sun and walking among the trees can make his heart less chaotic and make his mood better.

Walking aimlessly, walking step by step on the road and looking at the plants around her that are completely different from those in the Northeast, she is like a tired bird who wants to return to the nest, homesick and homesick, and misses her mother.

Suddenly, a voice came from the front, "Donor, come in and rest for a while." ”

Hu Youli looked up and saw that she had unconsciously walked to the back door of a temple, and an old monk in front of the back door was looking at him with a smile, this old monk she had seen, the one that Mr. Lu had seen that day.

Youli looked at the old monk and smiled reluctantly, "Don't go in, I'm going back." ”

The monk smiled, "It's useless to blindly cling to the result, maybe it's better to think about it from the beginning, think about the original intention, think about the reason." ”

Hu Youli stopped turning around, and looked at the old monk with a frown, "What does the master want to say?" ”

The old monk opened the door and pointed inside, "Let's come in and sit down." (To be continued......)