I tried to remember what had happened in the box before, and the face that appeared from behind the strong man in my memory gradually became clear.

That's looking at the sky.

As Gangzi said, the two black bows had already broken into the fair when I passed out, so the shaking of the earth I felt at that time must have been caused by those two big snakes.

I guess this matter should also be done by watching the sky, otherwise how could the two snakes escape by themselves if they were well kept in the container.

Later, when the jar was "rescued" by the big snake and came to see me again, the door lock had been opened, and according to the jar himself, there was only one person and one corpse in the box at that time.

After the tank carried me out, everyone took advantage of the chaos to run out, at that time many people had already fled to the shore in the speedboat, and Zhong Yi also looked around the boat, but could not find any way to get us out of the cruise ship.

Just when we were almost the only ones left on the Eternal Cruise Ship, two speedboats actually drove up from a distance.

Everyone didn't know what was going on at this time, but Hua Cheng recognized it at once.

Because the leader sitting on the speedboat was Meng Anqing.

I got on one of the speedboats with the cylinder, and the others got on the other boat, because Yan Feitang and Huacheng were also injured at that time, and Xiao Yao's claws were directly broken and unconscious, so Zhong Yi and Qin Huan had to stay with them to help take care of them.

After returning to the shore, they were taken to the hospital, and Meng Anqing asked people to carefully check on me, and the result was that I had nothing to do and slept soundly.

"What's the matter, I'm not good~"

Meng Anqing finished explaining her "heroic deeds", and pursed her lips to ask me for credit.

But I couldn't pay attention to this beautiful middle-aged woman.

"Jar, did my friend Qin Huai escape?" I don't know the bottom of this matter, and I don't even dare to look directly into the eyes of the jar even when I ask this sentence.

Just now in the narration of Meng Anqing and the jar, although I have been praying desperately in my heart, I still haven't found Qin Huai's role in this story.

The jar looked at me for a long time before shaking his head, "I'm sorry brother, I didn't see her from beginning to end, if you see what I say, you have to help you get her out." ”

I forced out a smile and shook my head to interrupt him.

The jar is already very interesting, he has done so much for me, and my life with evil blood has brought too many bad things to everyone.

I don't have the right to ask anyone else to do anything for me.

At this moment, I remembered for a long time the curse of summoning evil spirits, and the sentence above - evil hangs on the tip of the tongue, and words are woe.

There seemed to be an endless silence in the bedroom, I got out of bed weakly, took out the cashier's note that Meng Anqing had given me from the pocket of my clothes, and handed it to her.

"I'm sorry, the task was not completed, I will definitely return the one in Huacheng's hand to you when I go back."

She gently pinched the cashier's note, and when I withdrew my hand and looked up, I found that she was crying.

Meng Anqing's crying was neither sad nor painful, neither touching nor touching, as if it was a routine cry, but I couldn't find a trace of false flaws.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked her softly.

Meng Anqing shook her head gently, tears pulling at her eyeshadow and slowly sliding down to the corners of her mouth.

As soon as she wiped her hand, the tears turned into lip gloss, and a seductive pale red rose diagonally from the corners of her mouth upwards, and that little face now looked like a sad clown with half of her makeup removed.

I knew she had something to say, so I didn't push it anymore, just waiting.

Meng Anqing glanced at me, her once proud eyes finally learned to dodge, she was like a child who made a mistake and was being "interrogated" by her father, a little aggrieved but extremely calm: "Actually... Catch your business... I also know..."

To be honest, I'm not mad about that.

Ever since I was in Longhuan Cave Scar, I seem to have become accustomed to being persecuted and being persecuted secretly.

But even so, that doesn't mean I'm not in a position to be angry about it, and although I'm at peace now, I can at least pretend to be angry.

So I was shocked, and took a weak step back with my acting skills, so realistic that the cylinder stepped forward and stopped me, "Brother, don't be angry!" You can't move your body! This woman is not a good thing to me at first glance! Lao Tzu chopped her up for you! ”

I let out a shuddering sigh and shook my hand to stop the jar, "I said it a long time ago... Except for a few of you in this world... There's no one I can trust..."

"Yes, yes, brother, you're right, don't be angry, you can sit down and rest." I still wanted to stand up and perform, but the cylinder "helped" me to sit on the bed.

I was addicted to acting, and I thought that the eyes I looked at Meng Anqing were mixed with three points of disappointment and three points of incomprehension, and the rest was faint anger.

There are no mirrors and I don't know what kind of face I am now, but it seems to be working pretty well.

Meng Anqing was entangled for a while, her mouth opened and she wanted to speak, but in the end she told me everything, and I also figured out that the "invitation" after she entered the door before was to make a remedy for what she said next.

It turned out that this was a plan that had been planned for a long time.

This matter has been planned for many years, and the mastermind behind all this is the bald head in a suit at the trade fair before - the Thai monk Chaokun Jirayu.

Jirayu is his name, and Chaokun is the title, which is also the custom of Thai naming.

Chaokhon is a term for a type of monk, usually referring to the kind of monk who manages many temples in the province, large and small, and is in charge of the financial and logistical aspects of these temples.

Moreover, Ji Layu has been studying various evil arts in Southeast Asia and even the world since he was a child, which is also his only hobby in his life.

Many years ago, he launched a campaign to find the "evil man", and this so-called evil man refers to those of us who study crooked arts, according to him, we and I have something very special in our blood.

If this is well applied, it can be used for the purpose of "killing people".

After my grandmother's death, I gradually became involved in some of the incidents surrounding the funeral hall, and several other people in the Six Evil Sects, their masters also happened to go west together shortly before and after my grandmother's death.

This made the six of us explode and become active in Jirayu's sight at once.

Thus, a special ensnaring scheme for the six of us began.