Gully was taken captive to Myanmar in May of this year, and she still can't figure out how she got here.

The most depressing memory in China is that she accompanied her to the mall to buy clothes, fell in love with a discounted T-shirt, and then when she went into the fitting room to change clothes, it was inexplicably dark in front of her, and when she woke up, she was in a damp basement. There were five girls around, and there was a woman who was as fat as a pig in charge of them, and every day in addition to worshipping the statues of the gods, beating and scolding them, and not giving them food for three days.

After I don't know how long it was, a group of men came and raped them all.

She thought it would be hell, but what she didn't expect was that the horrible days had just begun. One day after she had eaten the same food as water, it was dark in front of her, and when she woke up, her whole body was tied up, and her mouth was gagged, and then she shook and shook and shook for an unknown amount of time, as if it were a century old, and then she fell asleep again, and when she woke up, she found herself in a cave.

Maybe it was a cave, maybe it was somewhere else, and then a group of thin, dark guys, with white paint on their faces, looked at them in the dim candlelight. She found herself shackled and handcuffed, chain-like to a pillar, and dozens of girls, just like her. The men were picking and going between them in a language she didn't understand. These people are fierce, but they are not hungry, and they are fed, and after being tortured by hunger for a long time, this treatment has made her very satisfied.

The staple food is rice, and the dish has vegetables and meat, but the meat tastes a bit strange and sour.

After staying like this for more than a week, Gu Lili found that there were fewer and fewer companions around her, from more than thirty to more than twenty or dozen. She began to pay attention, and found that every late night, a companion would be quietly escorted away and never returned. An aura of terror spread among the women, who did not dare to talk, because if they did, the guards next to them would whip them over. Everyone made silent communication with their eyes, seeing the fear in each other's eyes.

In the silence of the night, Gu Lili could hear the sneering sound, and she felt that it was a python spitting letters.

Finally, one night, the sleeping Gu Lili was covered by someone and taken to a room surrounded by snow. In the center of the room, there was an altar with a blazing fire. Gu Lili saw that in this room, there were a dozen or so disappeared companions, all of whom were placed in a simple pottery urn, revealing a numb face.

Strangely enough, the urns were so small that they couldn't hold a normal person at all.

Soon, Gu Lili knew why these pottery urns were so small, but they could hold a person.

She was first humiliated by more than five men amid strange music and chanting, then put on an operating table, anesthetic, and fell asleep. When she woke up again, she found herself in an earthenware urn, and the pain was overwhelming and her nerves were torn apart. She was horrified to find that she could not move at all, and she had lost the sensation of her hands and feet. She was horrified to see that on top of the burning altar, there was a huge silver plate containing the bloody limbs that had belonged to hers......

Gu Lili didn't know how long Lu Dao had been in that snow-white room on all sides, and in the terrifying silence, only the flames were burning.

The flame was kept burning by human oil, emitting a strange aroma.

There were many men with white ash on their faces, praying in the altar, some reciting this strange incantation, some being able to transform into a fluffy monkey, some being able to leap several feet, and still others whose heads were able to fly with strings of bloody guts and internal organs...... Gu Lili once thought that she was dead, and there, there was a terrifying eighteen layers of hell.

There is a broth to drink every day, and there is a black and fishy herb.

Until one day, several men with white faces stood in front of her, shaking their heads and sighing, discussing and cursing incessantly. Later, Gu Lili was given an anesthetic, and when she woke up, she found that her tongue had been cut off. The next day, someone lifted the pottery urn containing Gu Lili and walked out of the white room. In the darkness, I don't know how long it had been, but Gu Lili's eyes suddenly lit up, and she saw the sun's rays, and smelled the damp air with the fragrance of trees.

It was the first time she had seen these two precious things during her long journey through captivity, which seemed like a century.

She was taken to a valley stream, and she couldn't move, but she could see through her peripheral vision that there were several companions around her, exactly like her, the woman in the clay urn. Then the man who carried them over quickly left and was nowhere to be seen. After such a long time, Gu Lili, like her companions, has become numb to all external objects except for the resentment hidden in her heart, so she waits quietly.

The sun went down, the moon climbed up, the mountain wind was blowing, and a giant python more than ten meters long swam out of the mountain stream, its eyes were turquoise, rippling like a deep pool. Gu Lili saw it, stared at the giant python, relieved more than afraid. The python's bulb-sized eyes stared at her for a moment, then staggered past her, and then she heard the clatter of the urn breaking.

The smell of fish wafted through the air, and Gu Lili was quietly waiting for death to come, waiting for relief.

However, as the clay urn broke four or five times, the giant python never moved her. When the impassioned thoughts gradually faded, even if she was alive like maggots, she really had to leave this world that had brought her countless pains, and there was a little more panic in her heart. Her face was caressed by a long, slippery snake hyacinth, and after a while there was a noise in the stream, and the python had eaten its fill, and left.

The mosquitoes in the jungle hovered over Gu Lili's head all night, and the long night finally passed, and the day came.

There were still two pottery urns left, but Gu Lili found that the person next to her had been scared to death.

At noon during the day, when the sun was at its strongest, a short, thin man came and found her. The man broke the urn and carried her over the mountains to a village. Gu Lili could not understand the words of this man and others, and the man kept her like a pet, then wantonly abused her, and later took her everywhere to earn money......

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Miscellaneous Xiaodao whispered to me the glimpses of the light he saw when he communicated with Gu Lili's consciousness, and I shuddered and chilled when I heard it.

Looking at Gu Lili's confused eyes, I felt a chill in my heart, there would be such a place in this world, there would be such a person, and such a thing would be done...... People's hearts, people's hearts, why are you so terrible? Miscellaneous hairy trail said the back, and his lips trembled. It's hard for me to imagine the girl in front of me, how she has faced all that pain, and until now, she hasn't broken down.

Gu Lili had a pen in her mouth and wrote on the cardboard: I want to go home, I miss my mother.

These eight words are the spiritual pillars that carry all her beliefs.

I put my hand on Gu Lili's left cheek, which had a hideous centipede-like scar on it. I rubbed it carefully, feeling the urge to cry, choking up and promising her that we would take you home.

She stared at me for a while, then suddenly opened her mouth again, I gave her the pen, and she wrote a few more lines: "No need, I go home like this, it's a burden, the family is too poor to support me, so forget it." Kill me, and bring my ashes home......" She wrote earnestly, the words crooked, but powerful, and then she wrote down her home address, the names of her father and mother, and the phone numbers.

It wasn't much, but she wrote it for half an hour.

Xiao Liao came back from smoking, and a person looked at him with a gloomy face, and this man's tears have not stopped from the beginning to the present. Miscellaneous Xiaodao took his mobile phone and went to the vent to call his uncle and inform him of our current situation.

Seeing that we didn't react, Gu Lili turned over and kept banging her head on the bed.

She was begging me, begging for a real relief. Although she has many beautiful memories of this world, and has an unforgettable concern engraved in her bone marrow, but now, all she needs is liberation, complete liberation. Seeing her like this, my heart was even more uncomfortable, and my heart was even more resentful of those behind the scenes. The man of the house went into the cellar and brought with him the medicine of the miscellaneous trail. We gave Gu Lili a tranquilizer and told her to go to sleep first. The man told us that the police had come to search this area before, but Daqili was already chaotic here, and they didn't pay too much attention to it, so they just dealt with it hastily.

I followed him to take a bath, and when I returned, Miscellaneous Trail had already drugged Gu Lili.

He pulled me aside and whispered that he had just called his uncle, who said that the monk had left the Qidi Long Monastery half a year ago and had gone north to practice, and that he had recently been haunted near Chiang Rai. Chiang Rai was so close to Tachili that he was ready to leave. I looked at my watch and said that the evening time had come, should I go and meet the Thai people?

Miscellaneous Xiaodao was a little surprised, and said that you still want to find Zhang Lin now? That stone shouldn't be a unicorn fetus!

Hearing our conversation, Xiao Liao also categorically vetoed it, saying that it was better not to go now that the wind is tight. My heart was heavy, and I told them that I didn't know what the Tao was about, but I always felt that there seemed to be some connection between the things we encountered. I still want to find a chacha and get Zhang Lin's whereabouts in my hands. Squatting here, I'm going to die of depression.

Miscellaneous Xiaodao stared at me, sighed, and said okay.