Mrs. Qian's mournful whimper lingered on this rainy night, which was particularly miserable, and she said with a crying voice, "Sending you away from home to practice is your father's intention." Living in this powerful courtyard, although I am the mother of the Qian family, I can't disobey half a point. My child, how can I not miss you for my mother's sake! Woo~~~"

"Come on! Money old woman! Young Master Qian's tone was full of disgust, "Even if you send me away, it's the old man's meaning, for so many years, have you ever seen me in the temple in person?" It's not that I have listened to the nonsense of stinky fortune-telling, just because I am the evil star of my parents! ”

"I didn't! There is no ......" The old woman Qian cried even more sadly, but Qian Tianlong and Young Master Qian did not stop hurting her with words because of her crying.

Qian Tianlong said viciously: "Don't think I don't know, what have you done all these years!" If it weren't for the fact that the evil seed didn't survive, at this time, you would still think of asking me to come back and inherit the family business? You're TM when I'm a fool! There was another knocking sound, and Wang Lei whispered in Mo Chen's ear dumbly, "He won't even beat his mother!" Mo Chen made a shushing gesture and signaled to listen quietly to the situation inside.

"I'm tired, Ming'er remembered to ask Uncle Xu to send the account book to my room early in the morning, hum!" Qian Tianlong snorted coldly, and the footsteps that followed gradually faded away.

Mrs. Qian's cry was still sad and sad: "Wrong! ...... of Injustice"

The mother and son of the Qian family seem to have more than just a strange relationship, Mo Chen thought, Qian Tianlong was obviously resentful of his biological parents because he was sent away from the Qian family since he was a child, and now that the old man Qian has passed away, Qian Tianlong is not sad because of this, but a happy day when he finally turns over, it seems that the Qian family is afraid that from now on, there will never be peace.

Not long ago, Mo Chen hid on the stairs and glanced at Qian Tianlong, and at that moment, the information he received suddenly came to mind. The actor of Qian Tianlong is the player - Song Tianlong. I don't know if it's Song Tianlong, his nature is so bad, playing the role of Young Master Qian is particularly easy, or is it that he does have very good acting skills, and the resentment accumulated in Young Master Qian's heart is vividly presented. Mo Chen made up his mind in his heart to find an appropriate opportunity, he had to meet this "companion" in person.

Around the back of the wall of the Qian family's main house, Mo Chen looked around, and next to the back wall of the small building, there was a shack made of wood and thatch, which was stacked with dilapidated wooden barrels and some sundries. Mo Chen kicked the weighing wooden square hard, and the building was still very strong, Mo Chen immediately grabbed the measured square with both hands, lifted it hard, hooked his feet upward, and smoothly ran to the roof of the shack. He turned around and said to Wang Lei and the others, "Come up!" ”

When a boy was young, he never played the horizontal bar or climbed a tree, this height is not a problem for Wang Lei and Zhang Zili. Fortunately, it was sturdy, and the shack was built sturdy, and it could withstand the weight of the three of them, Mo Chen took the opportunity to straighten the window of the room on the second floor, and with a rattle, the window was pulled open smoothly.

The room was pitch black, Mo Chen listened carefully, no one seemed to be inside, he had the courage to tiptoe over the window frame, and took the lead in turning into the room, his movements were sneaky, like a gentleman on a beam.

Entering the room, Mo Chen was not in a hurry to look around, but stopped by the window and closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he had already adapted to the darkness in the room, in fact, near the door of the corridor, the candlelight outside the door could still be seen through the window paper, but the sight was not very good.

By the glimmer of light outside the door, Mo Chen glanced at the furnishings in the room, leaning on the solid wood bookshelves on both sides of the house wall, on which many old-fashioned books were neatly placed. On a one-meter-long desk, pen, ink, paper, and inkstones are placed in a regular manner, and a wooden chair with a backrest is placed behind the desk. Facing Mo Chen, where they jumped out of the window, there was a piece of furniture similar to a sofa today, on which was placed a table, and a tea set was placed on the table for the host's family to use when chatting. Since there is no need to guess, you also know that this is about the study room used by Master Qian.

Mo Chen moved lightly to the bookshelf, picked up an old book and opened it to look at it, Zhang Zili also came over and checked the handwriting on the paper one by one.

An old volume with a blue cover the size of A4 paper, with a line of handwriting falling from the powerful pen body - the Qian family tree. Turning over this old volume, the handwriting on the front was already dim, and it looked like it had been a few years, Mo Chen flipped to the back, and a familiar name jumped into sight.

The eldest son, Qian Tianlong, the sixteenth month of the seventh month of the year of Xin Mao, was ugly. The mountains and fields say that when the ghost moon is cloudy, it is a fish that the Rakshasa has slipped through the net, and the fate is evil, and the upper is dangerous to the parents, and the lower is not suitable for the descendants. Therefore, send the gods and Buddhas to transform.

The latter page that records Qian Tianlong's life experience is a simple pen with a slight record of the children of the two wives of the Qian family. It seems that the Qian family is convinced of the so-called rumor of Qian Tianlong by the Jianghu Warlock. Mo Chen was seeing this, Wang Lei suddenly screamed, Mo Chen was shocked, Zhang Zili reacted very quickly, rushed to Wang Lei's side and covered his mouth, and shouted in a low voice, "Crazy!" Don't be afraid to call people! ”

Wang Lei grabbed Zhang Zili with one hand and covered his hand, pointed to the inside of the desk with the other, and made a whining sound in his mouth. Mo Chen dodged and stuck to the door, listening to the door, fortunately, the sound of rain tonight was mixed, and it was midnight at this time, so he didn't notice that there were outsiders here.

Mo Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief, frowned and moved to the desk, looking at the place where Wang Lei was pointing in horror. A figure snuggled awkwardly under the table, with its head bowed, suddenly fell upright, fell on the back of the chair, and was bounced to the ground. Mo Chen recalled that he did hear a bang, and he thought that Wang Lei suddenly exploded and kicked the table leg, but now that he thinks about it, it turns out to be this guy.

The light in the room was too dim for Mo Chen to even see clearly whether the person who fell to the ground was a man or a woman, but when he turned him, Mo Chen just touched the person's earlobe, and scraped Mo Chen with an earring hanging on it, only to know that it was a woman.

The woman's body is hard, and she feels similar to the previous "hanged ghost" Sun Ma, Mo Chen probed her snort, and sure enough, it was a dead corpse again. The corpse was so big, it was impossible for Mo Chen not to notice it when he came in, and when he asked Wang Lei, he explained that he had just seen Mo Chen and them looking through the books, and he also wanted to find the available clues in Master Qian's relics.

The first time he was in this quaint room, Wang Lei couldn't help but feel a little excited, he sat on Master Qian's chair, learned the appearance of the ancients in the TV series, picked up the pen and pretended to draw on the rice paper. Wang Lei suddenly played with sex, tinkering with the inkstone, and fiddling with the pen holder, he didn't remember what he touched at the time, and suddenly he heard a jam behind him, and felt that there was a heavy object pressing on his back, and he was frightened and jumped away for a while, so he screamed just now. When Zhang Zili ran over to block his mouth, he saw clearly that it was this dead body that fell on him.