With the markers, finding people becomes much simpler and more convenient.

Su Jiaoniang glanced at the villagers resting in the wooden house. They looked tired. The mountains were extremely dangerous at night, and she had no right to ask anyone to help her search for the missing person. She walked into the mountains alone.

Gu Lin had been hunting in the mountains for many years and was extremely skilled at it. He would immediately know if there was any disturbance in the mountains.

Seeing Su Jiaoniang leave, he immediately told people to follow.

We're all grown men; one night without rest won't kill us.

But if you let a woman walk in the mountains, someone might die.

Not long after Su Jiaoniang left, she heard a noise behind her.

"Sister Su, don't go alone, let's go together. The wild beasts in these mountains are not like pet cats," said a man from the same village.

Su Jiaoniang nodded and solemnly thanked the people who rushed over.

The villagers waved their hands repeatedly, saying that searching for people in the mountains was not uncommon. Every year, some naughty children would hide in the mountains, and at that time, they would have to call out to everyone and search for them.

Su Jiaoniang is a young widow, so there's no reason not to help her.

Running through the mountains again, Su Jiaoniang carefully searched for traces. The chili oil was very faint, but the slight spiciness was somewhat noticeable in the air. It would be much easier if she had a police dog to help, but unfortunately, she didn't have one.

If given the opportunity, I will definitely train a few.

Gu Lin, who was leading the way, noticed that Su Jiaoniang seemed to be searching with a specific purpose, and asked her why.

Su Jiaoniang didn't hide anything and described the markings on the ground. Gu Lin noticed the traces of chili oil, leaned in to smell them, sniffed, and said to Su Jiaoniang, "Over here!"

...

Su Jiaoniang discovered that Gu Lin was a talented person, and that it was a waste of his talents for him to make a living by hunting.

If we're talking about what happens after death, whether you become a perfumer, a winemaker, a taste tester, or a nutritionist, you could reach the top of your industry.

As night fell, several wooden houses could be vaguely seen deep in the mountains and forests.

As they neared their destination, Gu Lin walked slower and slower.

There were many more traps on the ground. If Gu Lin hadn't been experienced in hunting and had a clear understanding of traps, the group would have already alerted the mountain people ahead.

Torches were lit around the wooden house, and there were people patrolling nearby, making Su Jiaoniang feel increasingly uneasy.

If what Lu Dashan said is true, and the person who took over the small pagoda really lacks a son, then he should be an ordinary mountain dweller from an ordinary family. Why would someone be patrolling? It seems more like human traffickers. Looking at Gu Lin, Gu Lin at this moment also had the same guess.

He said, "If we report to the authorities, there are too many of them. If we go to rescue them now, we might alert them."

However, none of the villagers moved.

These people looked at each other, having already lost their way in the deep mountains. Anyone who went out alone would not be able to find their way down the mountain.

Gu Lin glanced at Su Jiaoniang: "I'll go report this to the authorities!"

Su Jiaoniang nodded, then looked at the villagers behind her and said, "Step back a bit, it's easy to be spotted if we're too close."

The villagers nodded, and Su Jiaoniang watched Gu Lin leave.

My gaze fell upon several wooden houses.

If you listen closely, you can faintly hear crying carried on the wind.

She wove a set of clothes out of leaves, wore them, and wore a grass wreath on her head.

Wearing a simple 'ghillie suit' is like rainforest camouflage, allowing you to blend into the mountains and forests and become difficult to spot.

She carefully observed the shift change of the patrolmen at the wooden house, and took advantage of the opportunity to sneak in. She hid in the treetop and saw through the window the children tied up and piled together inside the house. The most eye-catching one was Gu Changsheng.

He had become much rounder, fair-skinned, and bald. The small Buddha statue was leaning against Gu Changsheng; it turned out that both of them had been brought here.

As expected, it was these human traffickers who took Xiao Changsheng away, not the so-called people who wanted a son.

Su Jiaoniang saw the guard inside who was already asleep. She glanced at him, pushed open the window, and sneaked inside.

Gently shake the small pagoda.

The sleeping child immediately opened his eyes, alert.

The child's eyes were dark, seemingly bearing the darkness and evil of the world. Su Jiaoniang was stunned for a moment, thinking she had seen wrong. She blinked and looked at Xiao Futu again. The child's eyes were now clear. The moment he saw Su Jiaoniang, he looked behind her and said, "Mother, it's dangerous. You should go back first. Don't stay here."

“We can’t go back, children. Don’t be afraid. Someone has already reported to the authorities. Just wait a little longer and you will be rescued. I’ll stay here with you.” Su Jiaoniang said, pointing to the roof. She used a little leverage to leap up and sit upright on the roof beam.

Xiao Futu looked towards Su Jiaoniang, but the person hiding in the rafters remained silent. Unless one specifically looked for them, no one would notice the extra person in the room.

Lu Futu closed his eyes again.

The sky gradually cleared, and the people who had been waiting there opened their eyes.

He held a whip in his hand and lashed the bound child hard. "What are you sleeping for, you pig? Wake up right now!" The man had a fierce look on his face and didn't look like someone to mess with.

The whip struck Xiao Changsheng, and the chubby child instantly let out a howl. His pained expression seemed to please the guards.

He casually found a corner, unzipped his pants, and went out of the house to urinate.

Changsheng was in great pain and wanted to cry, but he was the oldest child here.

He brought it over himself. After the little Buddha was forcibly taken away by that so-called uncle yesterday, he felt something was wrong and followed him. Who knew that his ability to track people was not good enough, and he ended up here instead.

But it's good, he felt that with him by his side, Xiao Futu wouldn't be lonely, and even when he was being beaten, he tried his best to use his own flesh to shield Xiao Futu.

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