Horror Inn

Now that Mu Zhen had issued the eviction order, it was difficult for me to stay in his room for a long time, so I said goodbye to Mu Zhen and left her room and returned to the room where we lived.

When I returned, Zhao Mingliang and Xiaoyu had already taken the kid out of the room. It seems that they immediately came out of the room after they heard that I sent Zhao Xueer away.

"Why is this thing so twists and turns? I didn't expect this kid to be Zhao Xueer's child?"

Zhao Mingliang told me to come back and immediately said to me. It seems that she had heard clearly in the room when I was talking with Zhao Xueer just now. It can be seen that she still has a look of surprise on her face, just like me when she heard the news.

Before talking to me, Zhao Mingliang went on to say: "What did you do just now?"

"I went to find Mu Zhen, and I wanted to tell him the news, but Mu Zhen said he knew it a long time ago."

"What Muzhen has already known, how did he know?

Zhao Mingliang was a little surprised to hear me say this.

"Mu Zhen is proficient in some divination techniques. When he caught this kid, he immediately calculated that he was related to Zhao Xueer."

Hearing Zhao Mingliang's question, I immediately replied.

Zhao Mingliang frowned, his face full of doubts, and then said, "What the **** did you say about this? This kid is actually the child of Zhao Xueer and his wife. Why does this child hate them so much? "

Zhao Mingliang is asking the same questions as I just now.

"Could it be possible that this little kid was deceived by that onmyoji after becoming a kid, so he wanted to kill his biological parents and his sister?"

Zhao Mingliang continued to tell his inner guess.

I shook my head immediately, and then said to him: "I guessed that way just now, but Mu Zhen told me that this child is only Zhao Xueer’s child, but not Wen Jian’s child. In other words, the child’s father is someone else. This can explain why there was love and hatred in Zhao Xueer's eyes, but only resentment in Wen Jian's eyes."

"What are you talking about? You said that this child is Zhao Xueer, but it is not Wen Jian's? What kind of love and hatred is there? Why is it so complicated?"

Zhao Mingliang was shocked when he heard what I said, and Zhao Xueer, who was standing by, showed a very surprised expression after hearing this.

"Then who is the father of this child? Does it have anything to do with us?"

Zhao Mingliang continued to ask, and she was extremely shocked to see this incident.

"I don't know. I asked Mu Zhen, but Mu Zhen said that I only need to know these things now. So he didn't tell me who the kid's father is, but I think this kid's father should It also has something to do with us. It’s just that I don’t know who the father of this child is after I break my head."

I shook my head helplessly, and then said so.

"I think this kid is probably Wen Wei's."

At this moment, Xiaoyu, who had been silent for a while, suddenly spoke.

"You mean Wen Jian's brother, why do you think so?"

Zhao Mingliang and I felt a little puzzled after hearing Xiaoyu's words. If it were true, it would be too bloody. I didn't expect that the two brothers would actually like the same person.

"Xiaoyu may have some truth in what he said. You forgot that we had met Wen Jian and Wen Wei's mother before. The reason why he hated Wen Jian was probably because Wen Jian killed Wen Wei's child. Is this kid that kid?"

Zhao Mingliang suddenly realized that he clapped his hands and said excitedly, as if he had discovered some incredible secret.

After hearing Zhao Mingliang say this, I also remembered what happened when we went to meet Wen Jian’s mother. At that time, we thought we didn’t get any useful content, but now it seems to be a clue that can tell all these things. Stranded together.

"What you said makes sense, and if Wen Wei's child is killed by Wen Jian, this child is very likely to become a kid. This can also explain why the kid once heard us mention Wen Jian. He became very hideous, because he was killed by Wen Jian, so he hated him very much in his heart."

I thought about it, Zhao Mingliang and Xiaoyu's speculation is indeed very reasonable.

However, just as a group of us were constantly thinking about this matter, Wen Wei and Xiao Gang met again in the villa in the suburbs.

"Something happened to Wen Jian and the others. The Taoist priest led some people to discover our little ghost. What should we do? If they ask something, wouldn't we expose it."

When Wen Wei said this, he was obviously a little flustered.

But Xiaogang was still calm when he heard the news. He waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, it won't be exposed. That kid won't tell us about our affairs, even if they catch this kid. It will hinder my next plan, so you don't have to panic."

"But our kid was caught, what's next?"

Wen Wei frowned, still a little worried.

"He is just a smoke bomb. The ragdoll given to you has other magical uses. Anyway, you don't have to worry about this matter."

Xiaogang waved his hand and signaled Wen Wei not to ask any more questions.

Wen Wei could only nod his head when he heard Xiaogang say this. He had no other choice but to do this. After all, he was not the leader in this matter, and he had to listen to Xiaogang.

Just when I was about to continue to torture that kid, Mu Zhenren came to our room.

"Mu Zhen, you are here, I am about to continue asking him to see if I can get any clues."

I said this to Mu Zhenren, but Mu Zhenren waved his hand and said: "Okay, don't ask for the time being. I'm going to take her away. Even if you continue to ask him now, he won't say any information they need. Yes, so I will take him away first."

Hearing Mu Zhen's words, I nodded, but I remembered what Zhao Xueer had asked me before, so I continued to ask: "What are you going to do with this kid? After all, Zhao Xueer came over to beg me yesterday, and he said no. This little ghost is flying away, do we want to keep him?"

Although I knew I had no way to interfere with Mu Zhenren's behavior, I decided to give it a try. After all, I agreed to Zhao Xueer yesterday.