With the help of Mrs. Li, I borrowed a computer from a family diagonally opposite the old Li family house and used the Internet for two hours. I searched a lot of web pages and forums, and finally found a few pieces of information on a medical forum. The poster, a staff member of a pharmaceutical group in a provincial capital city in northwest China, said that his company had killed thousands of animals this year just by researching antitoxic agents, half of which were cynomolgus monkeys.

I hurriedly sent a private message to this netizen. Ask him in detail about the use of cynomolgus monkeys in scientific research. The person happened to be online and replied half an hour later, alertly asking me who I was. I lied that my relatives had opened a monkey breeding base in Vietnam and wanted to contact the business, but this person relaxed his vigilance and told me a lot of inside stories, and I only learned at this time that the fate of these cynomolgus monkeys was quite miserable.

There are about 100,000 cynomolgus monkeys in China, all of which are used for medical research, and there are many ways to study them, but most of them are taking medicine, and there are not the kind of people who try drugs for pharmaceutical factories. It is also known as the "medicine man", so the cynomolgus monkey is the "medicine monkey". After all, monkey life is cheaper than people, and it is still used for medical treatment, and there are no relatives to complain and petition when they die, so the medicine given to cynomolgus monkeys is even more varied, and it is okay if it is dangerous.

Among the more than 100,000 cynomolgus monkeys in China, tens of thousands of them dedicate themselves to medical treatment every year, and most of them die from toxic side effects of drugs. He specifically told me that those monkeys died in a miserable state, even terrifying, just like when people were poisoned, they were crazy, breathless, bleeding from seven holes, and they looked like everything. To convince me. He also sent me a few secretly taken photos in the QQ mailbox I provided, which scared me. The dead monkey in the photo stared at his eyes, it was really called seven holes bleeding, and he couldn't see it, which was quite terrifying.

After reading these messages. I lifted my heart, took pictures of the text and private messages and photos on the computer screen with my mobile phone, and hurried out of the house to report back to Fang Gang. After Fang Gang saw those photos and texts, he pondered for a moment and began to make phone calls. It was still the old rule, and I had to avoid it before contacting, so I had to walk out of the room and into the alley outside the old house.

There is a roadside stall selling fried rice noodles on the side of the road, which is fragrant, but unfortunately I don't have Vietnamese dong. I don't know Vietnamese either, so I have to stand by and enjoy other people's food. At this time, the mobile phone text message came, and it was sent to me by a Thai customer who lived in Khon Kaen, saying that when I was worshipping Buddha at a temple in Khon Kaen in the afternoon, I saw Lao Xie asking for a sign in the temple.

I immediately refreshed myself and hurriedly called him to ask carefully. This customer is a local in Thailand, running a seafood hotel, in order to make the business prosperous, once went to a nearby temple to invite a few genuine and Kuman, but the effect is not obvious, so from Lao Xie invited the local boy Kuman, enshrined in the hotel lobby, the result is very effective. Once his younger brother wanted to ask for a Yin card, but it happened that Lao Xie had a problem with his mobile phone and couldn't be contacted. I found an advertisement from the forum, and I asked Fang Gang to sell him two yin cards. The upper column is dead.

This customer often goes to the temple to worship the Buddha, this afternoon with cigarettes and cakes to a temple to worship the monk Luang Po, saw that Lao Xie was also in the temple, he went over to say hello, Lao Xie perfunctory a few words and hurried away. I thought to myself, this guy may be weak-minded, it's not easy to see anyone who is afraid of revealing his whereabouts, but he can't stop seeing customers and not be angry.

I hurriedly called Fang Gang and told him about the situation, and Fang Gang said, "I will immediately call my friend in Khon Kaen, he has seen Lao Xie before, and asked him to go to that temple to inquire." Fuck this old fox, don't let me catch it, or I'll have to shoot his shit! "I asked Mr. Fang Gangli about what he was known for, Fang Gang said that he contacted a few friends, and someone suggested that he go to northern Vietnam to find Miao masters, such as Beiguang, Mengdong, Anming, these places have many Miao head lowering masters, they are more familiar with this aspect of things.

Fang Gang said: "I called a few friends in Vietnam, and there was a guy who knew a black master who lived in Meng Dong, and he would be able to take us there when the time came. "Now that I have a direction, I have a bottom in my heart, and I hurriedly went back to my old house to sleep.

The next morning, before I woke up, I heard a noise outside, and when I went out, it was from Mr. Li's bedroom, and I heard that Fang Gang and Ruan Van Dung were also there. I hurriedly walked in to see, and was startled again, Mr. Li was lying on the bed, his chest was bloody, many old wounds were torn again, and Mr. Li was moaning in pain. Xiao Yang was woken up in a daze, walked up to me and asked what was wrong, and when she saw Mr. Li's miserable appearance, she was so frightened that she immediately became energetic. Mrs. Li was so anxious that she cried, and Fang Gang said to Ruan Wenyong: "Hurry up and send the wound to the hospital for treatment first!" ”

Mr. Lai, who had taken care of his wounds, lay on the hospital bed and fell into a deep sleep. The four of us sat on chairs in the corridor of the hospital, and Nguyen Van Dung said with a heavy heart: "If this continues, my brother-in-law will be tossed to death sooner or later." "Mrs. Li started crying again, I told Mrs. Li about last night, she hurriedly told us to go quickly, let Ruan Van Dung be in charge of leading as usual, and told us to pay attention to safety.

Vietnam has a train to Lao Cai in the north, but it is said to be slower than the ox cart, so Nguyen Van Dung rented a taxi in the parking lot of a nearby hotel, although it was expensive, but it was not our payment anyway.

In this way, we set out for northern Vietnam, first to Lai Chau to pick up Shang Gang's friend, who, like Fang Gang, was also in Vietnam to deal with the head descender. He was dark and thin, and his eyes were as bright as a charged light bulb. Under his guidance, the taxi drove to a village in Muang Dong, which is close to the border between China and Vietnam and Laos, and the northern part of Vietnam is already desolate, and this village is even more remote.

Nguyen Van Dung asked the taxi driver to wait for us in the village, but the driver was very dissatisfied when he saw that the village was too remote, and finally Nguyen Van Dung increased the car fee, and the driver reluctantly agreed. After that, Fang Gang's friend was in charge of leading the way, and the five of us walked to the deep mountains more than ten kilometers east of the village∵ which was the route of the local villagers who usually went into the mountains to cut firewood, which was less than 20 kilometers, and four hours was enough, but the mountain road was difficult, and my friend and I carried a lot of food and water on the way, and we were still tired and panting.

In the first two hours, I asked Xiao Yang if she could eat, and she didn't care: "I can climb Beijing Xiangshan to the top of the mountain in one breath, and I don't need to rest!" "During the walk, Fang Gang's friend told us that there are many remote and deep mountains in the northern part of Vietnam, and many masters who practice the Black Law have chosen to live in seclusion in this area, and it is very difficult to find them.

Two hours later, Xiao Yang was too tired to keep up his spirits, and then he simply grabbed Fang Gang's arm and walked step by step. Fang Gang was also tired enough, and said, "I can't walk anymore, and you are still holding me!" But his arm was tightly gripping Xiao Yang's hand, and he didn't mean to let go at all.

Xiao Yang said aggrievedly: "How can you say that you are also a man, so you can't have a little demeanor?" ”

Fang Gang rolled his eyes: "What kind of demeanor is it, can you eat and drink?" ”

Ruan Wenyong was already so tired that his eyes were blank, and when he heard this, he hurriedly stepped forward and said to Xiao Yang: "Come, hold my arm, I will help you go." Fang Gang said no, he just said.

It took me more than five hours to reach a row of small bamboo buildings deep in the forest, and I admired the guide friend, if it weren't for him, no one would have found this ghost place. Master Azan's apprentices arranged us on the board beds in two rooms, and we were so tired that we couldn't get up when we lay down, and we didn't want to move as if we were dead, so we rested for more than half an hour before we slowly got up.

I have forgotten the name of the Vietnamese master who practiced the black method, but I remember that it was a sturdy old man who was nearly sixty years old, and he was still a little fat, and his stomach was full of meat. Although he is not covered with tattoos all over his face like Thai Azan, he also has a lot of tattoos on his chest and lower abdomen, but this one and that one are like astrological charts.

The first time Xiao Yang saw the real Master Azan, she was very excited, and quickly took out her mobile phone to take a photo with Master. Under the translation of Fang Gang's friend, we learned that the black-clothed master was of Miao descent. He first looked at the photos of Mr. Li's wounds on my mobile phone, and then Nguyen Van Dung told Mr. Li about his strange illness, and then told Master the inside story of the monkey breeding business that I had learned from the Internet. The master thought for a moment and said something to Ruan Van Dung. Nguyen Van Dung was very surprised. The Miao master also told us: "That person has been selling monkeys as test subjects for many years, so that most of them do not die well, and he is very angry. So now the sins suffered by that person are all the revenge of the monkey god. ”

Everyone was surprised, in fact, I couldn't understand a little, Hanuman is just a character in myths and legends, how can he appear and get angry? Ruan Wenyong hurriedly asked the master what to do, and after the translation, he learned that the master said that there was a method, but it was too complicated and difficult to implement. To find the ten monkey kings of these monkeys, they must be alive and round up, and they must be collected together to do the work in order to dispel the wrath of the dead monkey spirit.

Xiao Yang hurriedly said: "That's easy to do, just hire a few more people to go to the mountains to catch the monkey king, it's a big deal to spend more money." ”

The master said that he could not understand her words, Ruan Wenyong hurriedly translated, and after the master laughed, he said something, and Ruan Wenyong opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak. We were very puzzled, but Fang Gang's friend translated it to us: "Master said that you are young and do not understand the difficulties of this matter. Cynomolgus monkeys are very sensitive and only live in swamps or deep forests with mangroves, making it difficult to catch wild ones. And the Monkey King is the leader of a group of monkeys, protected by all the male monkeys in the group, let alone caught, it is difficult to even see. Two years ago, a circus owner from Singapore hired people to catch dozens of monkeys in Laos and tamed them there, and beat a few disobedient monkeys to death with a whip, offending the monkey god. It was also paid to hire someone to catch the monkey king, and only six were caught after half a month, and before they could get together, they suffocated to death inexplicably when they slept in the bedroom until midnight. ”