Regarding Tang Jue's answer, the police officer obviously did not believe it and said that he would search. But his tone sounded more polite, perhaps because this was a wealthy area, and no one wanted to make things stiff.

Contrary to my expectations, Tang Jue was very cooperative with the search request, and dodged out of the way. The policemen in green uniforms rushed in, and the crowd of onlookers began to talk like a swarm of flies.

Half an hour later, a policeman who looked like a team leader came out to report, saying that there was no one in the house, and there was no trace of gambling, and that he should have been reported as a false case.

There's no one in the house?! This statement surprised us. The police officer wearing a police hat was even more imposing.

His face was a little ugly, and he forced out a smile and said a few words to Tang Jue. Tang Jue didn't embarrass him, only said that he was not feeling well, turned around and closed the door and went back to the house.

Putting down, the police withdrawing from the team, and watching the lively melon-eating crowd, the crowd dispersed unsatisfactorily, without mentioning it. We followed the flow of people and found a secluded place, each other's faces blank and staring at each other.

Especially me and the fat man, we couldn't figure out how those gunmen and more than 20 pregnant women disappeared out of thin air overnight.

Lao Bi has been hovering in the air, it said that it has already observed, Tangjue's villa does not have a back door, and there is no one in a radius of several miles, they should have run away a long time ago.

Although the disappearance of the traffickers and pregnant women is incomprehensible, the purpose of our trip is to find Tangjue, and the fewer people besides him, the more convenient.

I didn't care much at the moment, and after waiting for about ten minutes, I saw that there were not many people on Huici Street, so I came to Gate No. 25 again and knocked on the big black iron door.

The door soon opened, and it was Tang Jue standing in the courtyard.

When he saw us, he seemed to be very surprised, and there was a moment of confusion in his bloodshot eyes, and he asked in Burmese who we were looking for.

Fan Peigang wanted to speak, but I stopped him silently, grabbed in front of her and said, "Hello, we want to find a tour guide." ”

I observed that as soon as the word "tour guide" came out, Tang Jue visibly shuddered, like an electric shock.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sick, I won't pick up guests for the time being......" Listening to what I said, it was Chinese, and Tang Jue rubbed his face a little tiredly, and also replied with Chinese.

I sneered and stared at him with both eyes: "I see that you are not sick, but you have a ghost in your heart!" ”

"You! This...... What does that mean? Tang Jue's face changed instantly.

"Don't you remember me?"

Fan Pei couldn't help it, she took a step forward, looked at Tang Jue's face, and said eagerly: "You worked as a tour guide for our family a few months ago, did you forget?" ”

Tang Jue looked at Fan Pei, and there was a brief confusion in his eyes. And when he saw Fan Pei's abdomen, which was already slightly bulging, it was as if he was suddenly frightened, waved his hand again and again, and began to babble nonsense in his mouth.

"No...... Not me! You...... You've mistaken someone! It's not me ......."

I grabbed Tang Jue's wrist, pinched his index and middle fingers on his pulse, and then suddenly exerted force, and the pain made this guy grin.

I scared him and said do you know who we are? We instructed that group of policemen just now.

Lao Bi was even more ashamed to speak loudly and made noise on my shoulders.

"Roast! You don't inquire about how much power we have in China, thinking that seven or eight people and a few guns can keep you? Joke! We want to kill you like pinching a bedbug to death, you Tema better not play tricks on Lao Tzu! ”

As soon as the words were spoken, Tang Jue's eyes widened instantly, and his expression changed from pain to stunned, looking at us in disbelief.

The fat man instantly showed the demeanor of the actor, he seemed to be careless, and gently touched the position of the lower back, which means obviously - we also have a guy!

The reason why we behave this way is to shake the hall in the first place. Because from the analysis of the current situation, he is likely to be one of the group of traffickers, and if he does not show extraordinary ruthlessness, I am afraid he will not cooperate.

Tang Jue was obviously stupid by our performance of people and birds, his face became like a frosted eggplant, and he finally smiled bitterly after trembling for a long time.

"I knew, I knew that sooner or later there would be such a day! Alas...... Well, I'll tell you all, come in......"

We followed the hall into the house. I found that the decoration of this house is actually very simple, the walls are slightly yellow, and I should have lived there for a few years. The house was cleaned up, and there was indeed no trace of dozens of people.

Tang Jue sat on the sofa opposite us, lit a cigarette, and inhaled it in large gulps, as if the burning cigarette butt had a grudge against him.

Then he suddenly asked us a rather nonsensical question: "Do you believe in God?" ”

I kind of want to laugh.

As a cultivator, I naturally believe in the doctrine of gods and ghosts, after all, it is something that I have seen with my own eyes and objectively exists. But by saying the word "God" alone, the meaning may change and become closer to the concept of faith.

Cultivators believe in the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and no one will question it, but they are by no means like ordinary people who believe in a single god or immortal, which is fundamentally different. So in that sense, I don't believe in God.

Seeing me shake my head, Tang Jue sighed. He said that there is no one in Myanmar who does not believe in God, and you can understand it if you look at how many stupas there are in the country.

He paused, as if the following words were unspeakable.

"But I never thought that God would actually come into my life and ask me to do this for her......"

Tang Jue said that it was about five or six years ago. At that time, he was not as famous as he is now, and he did not live on Cihui Street. Although I work as a tour guide, my income is so meager that I can't even get my wife.

By chance, he accidentally passed by an ancient village, which was far away in the mountains, and few people cared about it, which could be called isolated from the world.

There is a small Buddhist hall in the village, and Burmese people will go to worship when they pass by the Buddhist hall, and the poorer they are, the more devout they become. It's just not known if this piety is real or if it's the result of too much expectation.

Entering the Buddhist hall, Tang Jue found that the statue enshrined here was a little different from the usual one, and it turned out to be a woman wearing a strange hair ornament. The moment his head fell, a voice exploded in Tang Jue's ears.

"You...... It's finally here! ”

The voice told Tang Jue that she was a female attendant named "False Song", which translated into Chinese almost means gestation. She serves an ancient god, and Don Jue is one of her four messengers.

She promised Don Jue that as long as Don Jue did what she wanted, she would soon become rich. And her request was even more strange, she asked Tang Jue to bring young women to the village for the night at the beginning of each year.

This overnight stay is just a sleep in the village, and there is no need to do anything special, there is only one condition, that is, these women must be tentacles.