Good evening, Lord Hades

In my dream, I saw many people, including men and women, with different looks.

But one thing in common is that these men and women all hugged each other in twos and threes. They were doing that shameful thing together last night, which made my eyes hot.

What's more, strangely enough, all the women's faces were wearing the same smile as Ma Lulu's that night.

It was a sneer, with resentment and jealousy. It looked very insidious and made my hair stand up abruptly.

I subconsciously stepped back and wanted to get out of here.

Who knows, just two steps back, the back hit something.

I turned around and saw that I ran into a woman with the same yellow skin and black hair as me. Her eyebrows and eyes were not as deep as those of India, and she looked more delicate.

I don't know why. I always feel like I've seen this woman, but I can't remember where she is.

"You... Who are you? I... why am I here? Where on earth is this? " I asked several questions in a trembling voice.

The woman came slowly towards me, with a smile on her face that I couldn't understand, and said, "why, don't you know me? Last night, you just met me. At that time, I was cut off by a man and made into curry sauce. You also ate my meat. How can you not remember me? "

Hearing this, my heart sank.

Damn, she... She was the woman with blood in her dream last night!

But why... Why does she appear in my dream every day?

I have nothing against her. Why does she have to pester me?

But I really can't ask this.

This woman's psychology is extremely abnormal. She was feeding me her human curry last night. If she was irritated today, she might force me to do something disgusting.

Wait, curry?

I remember when I was in the underworld of India, the judge told me that the girl named pan Jiaojiao who I had never seen died of curry.

What happened to curry that died of curry?

Is the woman in front of you the dead pan Jiaojiao?

If I was just guessing before, I suddenly understood everything and why this woman came into my dream twice.

It all comes from the two curries that Ji Yunxi and I ordered in the restaurant of galawa when we first arrived in India.

At that time, Ji Yunxi said that there was something wrong with the two curries.

In fact, the two curries were not only problematic, but probably made from Pan Jiaojiao's body.

At that time, pan Jiaojiao should not have died for a long time, so her soul was not completely removed, and even still attached to the meat that was made into curry.

At that time, Ji Yunxi and I ordered the two curries. Although we didn't eat one, pan Jiaojiao's soul could still feel our existence.

Ji Yunxi's magic power is high, so naturally she doesn't dare to harass him.

And I am not only weak in ability, but also have a special constitution. I am born with a very strong Yin Qi, which is just suitable for Pan Jiaojiao's dream.

Therefore, pan Jiaojiao entered my dream twice in a row, just to convey to me that she was killed.

But was pan Jiaojiao really killed by galava?

If it's really him, why doesn't she take revenge on galava?

Think of here, I also don't want to continue to guess to guess to go, simply will oneself in the heart of doubt said out.

"If I guess correctly, your name is Pan Jiaojiao, right?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, then nodded, smirked and said, "yes, my name before I was born was pan Jiaojiao. But actually I have another name. Guess what? "

"Another name? What is it? " I asked, frowning.

Pan Jiaojiao didn't answer me directly. Instead, she turned her head and looked at the men and women who were doing shameful things together. Then she said slowly, "in fact, every woman here, like me, has another name."

"All the women here?" I'm more puzzled.

"Yes, all the women here! Have you ever heard of the Indian virgin Pan Jiaojiao asked.

When I heard this, I was stunned. I turned my head and looked at all the men and women here again. Even though I understood the meaning of Pan Jiaojiao's words.

The Indian virgin is an extremely ancient tradition in India.

In India, many poor girls enter puberty. In order to make a living, their parents often sell them to local temples to become slaves of monks and elders, so they are called "saints".

In the daytime, they are revered and feared by the people. They seem to be on the high side, but in fact they are slaves of the monks and elders in the temple. They want to contribute their youth and body to the monks and elders.

That is to say, the scene I see in my dream at the moment is a picture of a saint offering sacrifices to monks.

All the women here are saints, including pan Jiaojiao!

Seeing that I seemed to understand something, pan Jiaojiao sighed and said slowly, "Ma Lulu and I were invited to visit Delhi by friends, but one day, we got on a tricycle and wanted to go to a scenic spot. But unexpectedly, the tricycle pulled us to a remote alley, and the driver wanted to be rude to Ma Lulu and me. We were desperate for help, but it didn't help. At that time, I was so desperate that I wanted to die. Fortunately, at that moment, the man named galava appeared. He beat the tricycle driver hard and saved me and mallulu. Later, we became acquainted with galava. He was very kind to us and took us around India. I gradually let down my guard and even fell in love with him. "

"And then?" I asked.

"And then... And then... I was in love and didn't realize the danger was approaching me. Once I was sleeping at home. When I woke up, I found myself in a temple surrounded by countless monks, all of whom looked at me with greedy eyes. Later, I was given... By those monks. "

Pan Jiaojiao didn't say what she said, but I can already imagine what she experienced at that time.

Presumably, it should be a very painful memory, painful to her now even if become a ghost, is still so reluctant to recall.

I did not speak, standing there quietly listening to her.

"After I was bullied by the monks, I saw galava, a strange one. He looked at me with a grim smile and said that the reason why he was good to me before was to deceive me, and then let me be a saint for the monks and elders to play with. At that time, I was impatient and wanted to fight and escape, but there were so many of them that I couldn't escape at all. I had to be bullied by them again and again. Those people, like demons running out of hell, trample on my body and soul over and over again. In the end, my body couldn't bear it and finally died. I thought I could be free at last this time, but the beast galava cut all my corpses into small pieces and slowly cooked them into delicious curry sauce

At this point, pan Jiaojiao's pale face was filled with two lines of blood and tears.

It's an accusation against those monks who are inferior to animals, and even more against galava, who she once wrongly loved!

I have to say that this story really makes my heart heavy.

If I didn't listen to pan Jiaojiao, I can't believe that there is such a tradition of disrespect for women's rights in today's highly civilized era.

Now what I hear is the story of Pan Jiaojiao, a saint. Should there be more stories about other saints that I haven't heard?

What kind of life are they living and suffering from?

I can't even think about it.

After a long time, my mood finally calmed down a little. Then I looked at Pan Jiaojiao and asked, "what can I do for you?"

Pan Jiaojiao took a deep look at me and said, "you can..."

Unexpectedly, when pan Jiaojiao just said three words, a voice came from my ear.

"Miss Mi! Miss Meade! Wake up! Wake up

It's Ma Lulu's voice.

Hearing this sound, I suddenly opened my eyes and looked around. I was in a cold sweat.

Damn, i... I'm standing on the windowsill of my room. If I step forward, I'll fall down from the 19th floor and die, OK?

I jumped into the room from the windowsill, squatted on the ground for a long time, and then gradually slowed down.

However, when I slowed down, I found that everything in the room had not changed. There was no pan Jiaojiao, no monks and saints sitting in shame, just as they had never appeared.

I know. I'm completely awake from my dream.

It was ma Lulu who called me out of my dream and helped me recover my life on the windowsill.

In the case just now, if I go a little further, my life will be 100% over.

So, after coming back, I still expressed my thanks to Ma lulu.

"Well... Thank you so much just now. If you hadn't woken me up in time, I'm afraid I would not be alive at all."

Ma Lu Lu laughed and said, "it's nothing. You don't know. I was almost scared to death just now. As soon as I woke up, I saw you standing on the windowsill. As soon as I wanted to jump down, I quickly grabbed you. If it's a little later, the consequences will be unimaginable! "

"Yes, maybe I'm so tired recently that I've started to sleepwalk. It seems that I have to buy some soothing incense in the future! " I said with a helpless smile.

"In fact... In fact, it may be useless for you to buy Anshen incense. Because just now when you were standing on the windowsill, I saw a very strange smile on your face, which scared me into a cold sweat. I doubt... I doubt if you are entangled with something! "