Doomsday magic cultivator wandering the heavens

Chapter 155
The old lady on the side also saw this photo, and she suddenly trembled with excitement. It was a hell of self-blame intertwined with remorse and endless hatred.

She reached out tremblingly to take the photo, gently stroked the child in the photo, her eyes were full of guilt, she firmly put the photo into her arms, as if she wanted to hug the child that had been lost hope.

It was her, she lost her precious grandson with her own hands, she was guilty.

"Grandson, grandson!"

Her legs were weak and she fell to the ground, crying loudly.

People are emotional animals, and this scene directly resonated with the onlookers and most empathetic people on the Internet.

If they get old and lose their own grandchildren, they probably feel like dying.

Some vulnerable female netizens even secretly wiped away their tears.

"How about, let's mobilize the power of netizens and help her find her grandson together."

A kind netizen suggested.

"Yeah!"

"Many people are powerful, we will definitely find it!"

It's just that when the netizens were enthusiastic, someone stood up and poured cold water on it.

"Come on, the number of cases of child abduction is outrageously high, and the various ways of committing crimes are hard to guard against. And once you lose a child, lose the child's message, the chances of finding it in the vast crowd It is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Moreover, many children had already suffered inhuman torture when they were found. I used to see many disabled children begging and picking up bottles at the train station. It is estimated that most of these children were victims of trafficking.

I remember that many missing healthy children were said on the Internet, but their hands and feet were interrupted by cruel devils, and even worse, their human organs were cut off. Even if these children were finally found, they would be completely different, which is regrettable.

Such a devil is heinous and hateful.I think the skinning penalty for traffickers in the Ming Dynasty should be restored!Let them know to be afraid! "

This netizen became more and more excited, and even demanded to increase the penalty for human traffickers.

"What you said above is wrong. Are human traffickers not human? If human traffickers die, their relatives will be so sad. So here I suggest going directly to the barbarians! That way no one will be sad."

"Give the upstairs one a decent burial in the clothes of the enemy, this knife will never be taken back."

"A rich burial."

Although netizens are still joking, their hatred for human traffickers is all real.

"It's only been two weeks. I'm afraid the child doesn't know where he was sold. Can he still be found?"

"I'm afraid it will be difficult. I'm afraid that the child has had an accident in the past two weeks."

"If you want to find the child, unless there is a miracle!"

"Will miracles really happen? Isn't the Taoist God a god?"

"If the Dao God can show up and help find that child, I will go to the temple of the Tao God and wash my hair upside down!"

Most netizens are not optimistic about the appearance of miracles, even if a few know some inside information, but there are indeed ghosts and gods in this world, but they are not very optimistic.

There is no other reason, it is simply because the laws of this world are lacking, and some gods can't do anything even if they have great abilities.

What's more, this so-called Dao god may just be a wild god who came out of nowhere.

It's not a wild god, and it's impossible to be invited out with a god-inviting ceremony.

Just as Chen Mo expected, with the advantage of Internet communication, a large number of netizens paid attention to this matter in a short period of time.

If Chen Mo can successfully find the little boy, then Chen Mo will instantly become popular, and his faith will flow in an instant.

And if Chen Mo can't find the little boy, then Chen Mo will definitely be backlashed by the heat in an instant and become stinky.

At this moment, it seems that everyone's eyes are focused on this small temple.

Since Chen Mo dared to take this job, he naturally had his own confidence in his heart.

The so-called tracing, apart from the exhaustive carpet search or search, the rest is only divination.

As for divination, although it is not Chen Mo's major, it is also a unique skill for him. With this unique skill, he does not know how many crises he has survived and how many opportunities he has found.

"Look, look at that old lady!"

A bystander at the scene suddenly yelled loudly.

Attracted everyone's attention to the old woman

I saw that the old woman was crying while clutching the photo of her grandson, but now the old woman fell into a coma.

For a moment, everyone thought that the old lady was suffering from longing and passed out from being too excited. Just when everyone was thinking of treating the lady quickly.

The old lady suddenly opened her eyes again, and stood up quickly, as if she didn't look like an old man.

At this time, Hong Lai, who had the most experience in the scene, had already seen some clues. He faintly sensed that something was on the old lady's body.

As soon as I sensed it, it was one of the four ghosts that Chen Mo subdued last night. Oh, it can no longer be called a ghost, but a "heavenly soldier and general".

So Hong Lai immediately stopped Liang Xinhua who wanted to go forward to help the old lady.

And sang loudly: "The Lord of God is merciful, he can't see the suffering in the world, and sent heavenly soldiers and generals to patrol here, and use the body of a believer to fulfill the wish of a believer!"

Following Hong Lai's chanting, everyone present seemed to see a handsome man looking down at the world with compassion on his face, and some people had already knelt down on the ground, chanting the Great Mercy.

Bang bang bang.
Amidst the series of sympathetic voices, the old lady walked to Chen Mo's shrine. Four pairs of candles were burning on Chen Mo's shrine. In the center of the candle was a censer, and three sticks of high incense were inserted into the censer at the moment.

Chen Mo's mana cannot be used, once this mana comes out of the statue, Chen Mo will be kicked out of this world.

However, Chen Mo's divination does not necessarily require mana.

Now the power of incense is naturally possible.

With the help of the incense, Chen Mo immediately began to calculate. Chen Mo is now a great monk in the Golden Core realm. Even if it is converted to Shinto, he can be regarded as a famous god with a very high personality.

Divination and calculation of a few mere mortals is a piece of cake.

With a thought, the incense was quickly consumed, and with the power of dozens of incense smashed in, with the help of the identity of the old lady's close relatives to investigate the Qi mechanism, vivid and real pictures flashed before Chen Mo's eyes.

First of all, of course, is the scene of the old lady and her grandson's final encounter, and a middle-aged woman with a vicious appearance also appeared in the scene.

Obviously this person is a human trafficker. The old lady who was shopping for vegetables was just an oversight. The middle-aged woman stepped forward and covered the child's mouth. The middle-aged woman seemed to have some kind of drug in her hand. , just cover it, the child stopped moving as if passed out.

Then the little boy was quickly taken out of the market and got into a van. By the time the old lady realized it, she had even arrived at a place like a transfer station.

The whole process was smooth and smooth, and the movements were crisp and neat. It was obvious that he was a repeat offender.

The trafficker only stayed at the transfer station for a while and immediately began to transfer the children again.

Since Chaoshui City is called Chaoshui City, it naturally has a dock. Chen Mo's eyes continued to observe the long river of qi machines. The qi machines that no one has covered up for ordinary people are as clear as a high-definition movie in Chen Mo's eyes.

The trafficker and her gang quickly transferred the child to a dilapidated warehouse at the pier, as if they wanted to take the child away by sea.

In this warehouse, there are not only the grandson of the old lady, but also five or six other children. These children are all unconscious. Obviously, these traffickers use drugs to stun these children all the time in order to save trouble.

They simply don't care about the trauma these kids might experience as a result.

Feeling that the qi mechanism does not change in that warehouse, it is obvious that the grandson he is looking for is in that warehouse.

Now that the person has been found, it is natural to pass on the location to these believers, but Chen Mo is not going to manifest the message immediately.

After all, what if one of the people watching the webcast is an accomplice of a human trafficker?
At that time, a group of people will go to arrest people in a mighty way, but they can't be found, and the child is still dead, then Chen Mo will be ashamed.

So you have to make sure nothing goes wrong.

Of course, Chen Mo doesn't need to do it himself. The so-called raising soldiers for a thousand days is only for a while. Chen Mo thinks this sentence is correct, but it will be better if it is changed.

These four Li Tianbing generals, Chen Mo has only been raising them for half a day, but they are already dispatched when they have nothing to do.

They directly sent the pair of dragon and phoenix twins to rush towards the warehouse calculated by Chen Mo.

In the warehouse at the moment.

Several human traffickers were playing cards, and they were complaining while playing cards.

"Nineteen o'clock, open! I want the banker to take all of this! Damn it, who knew that a child would be kidnapped and returned, and it would be Liang Xinhua's grandson. Now that the whole city is under martial law, even this waterway is out of order." don't go!"

A human trafficker turned over his hole cards, ready to collect money.

"I want to eat everything at nineteen o'clock, and you think it's too beautiful, don't you see, my two flowers are older than you at twenty o'clock!"

"What do you think those people are buying so many children for? Do so many families want to adopt children?"

A trafficker who looked younger asked curiously.

"Adopt? These children are already six or seven years old, and they are not familiar with them. Who will adopt them?"

A human trafficker shrugged disdainfully.

"Then these children?"

"Make it a cash cow, break your legs, poke your eyes blind, make you dumb, or train it to be a thief, in short, you can make money."

"Hiss, that's it."

"It's not bad, at least they can survive, and some of them are sold abroad. Many people there are not human at all, they are just living meat. Hey, why am I talking so much to you, playing cards , continue playing cards."

Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals are very fast. After all, there is a word called ghosts and ghosts. This Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals has completely occupied this word.

And Chen Mo's consciousness was also attached to these two heavenly soldiers and generals, and he came to this warehouse. As soon as he arrived in this warehouse, Chen Mo heard the words of these traffickers.

Chen Mo's face turned dark when he heard it. It seems that no matter which world there are ghosts that are more suitable to be called devils than himself, luckily there is another name called devil, otherwise Chen Mo really thinks what kind of ghosts these are Grade, dare to use the same title as myself.

Glancing coldly at these damned human traffickers, and ordering his twin Heavenly Soldiers and Generals to protect these children, Chen Mo withdrew his consciousness.

Now is the time to tell these people where the warehouse is.

The onlookers, including those who watched the live broadcast on the Internet, quietly looked at the old lady standing motionless in front of the shrine.

It's just that with the passage of time, occasional impatient netizens began to question it.

"Is this so-called Daoist alright?"

"If it's okay, it's okay, if it's not, it's not. Now it seems like the machine is stuck, why are you stuck here!"

"Look, something has changed!"

When everyone was getting impatient, the three pillars of high incense on the shrine in front of the statue of Chen Mo quickly ignited.

Originally, the high incense could burn for more than a day, but now in less than 10 minutes, the three sticks of high incense burned quickly, and it was almost burnt out.

"It's the misfortune incense!"

Since they are the believers watching the temple, there are naturally people who understand. When the three sticks of incense burn, the incense head on the left is higher than the incense head on the right and the middle, and the right hand is equal to the middle. Disaster incense.

It means to eliminate disasters and reduce difficulties, and then a wind blew in the temple for no reason.

Scraped out all the incense ash in the incense burner, those incense ash scraped to the ground, under the eyes of everyone, formed a line of words, of course, how can only one line of words look miraculous, Chen Mo also specially spent a few incense points, typed a Lighting effects!

This line of text clearly states an address, and this address is naturally the warehouse where those children are now being held.

"Look quickly! It's really manifested!"

"Really, this god has manifested!"

This is no longer an ordinary supernatural event like seeing a ghost, this is a real miracle!

Everyone was overwhelmed, kneeling down at the scene, and even caused an uproar on the Internet.

But no matter how big the uproar was, it was not important to Liang Xinhua. He just wanted to know whether the address was real or not.

He quickly took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Hey, Director An, you ask you to send someone to accompany me to the harbor warehouse area immediately! I have news about my grandson!"

"Really? That's great, Director Liang, I'll send someone right away! By the way, how did you get the news?"

Director An was also overjoyed when he received the call. After all, the case of Liang Dong's grandson had caused extremely bad social impact. The mayor and others above put this task firmly on his head.

"This is what I prayed for!"

Liang Xinhua said excitedly.

"God?"

What the hell?Director An's face is big, he must have heard about it, but he really doesn't know about this new thing that God can ask for the address.

(End of this chapter)