He smiled wryly, and it must have hurt so much that he couldn't put it into words, and he couldn't bear to talk about it to me.

I quickly grabbed his hand, "Shenyan, I'm sorry......"

Before he could finish speaking, he interrupted, "Don't say I'm sorry, we're all voluntary." ”

I talked to him all the way, and the beaver couldn't interject. Running with anger, I came to a villa complex in Xishan, Shangjing, where there were about a dozen old-fashioned villas, which looked desolate for a long time.

"This is the first time that Zuo's Group has set foot in the villa complex built by the real estate industry, and I heard my uncle say that Zuo Jianxiong built it for my mother."

"That's been almost thirty years!"

No wonder the roads are gone, the villa is wrapped with vines, and it looks like a haunted house.

He led me to a villa with a crooked door, and a large lock hung on the door, and he kicked it open. The dust was so hot that I coughed several times, and I had already walked in.

"My mother's painting is gone!"

"What painting?"

I fanned my nose with my hand as I walked in, and there was a nail in the front wall. It looks like it's used to hang things, but the walls are already covered with dust, and Mother Mingyan's painting should have been taken away for some years.

Ying Yan choked in his throat and looked around, "You can look for it, see if you can find anything useful." ”

"You can help find it, too." I can't see the painting, Zuo Jianxiong must have come back, can he leave us something? I think there's little hope.

I went upstairs and looked around, and there were a lot of things used by Mingyan's mother, but it was as if she had been living alone all the time in this house, and there was nothing related to Zuo Jianxiong at all, not a single hair!

Ying Yan was still in the living room looking at the wall where his mother used to hang in a daze, and when I walked past him, he suddenly said without reason, "He took my mother's painting away." Does it mean that he really loves my mother? ”

"Maybe the thief stole it."

"I don't know how many times I've been visited by thieves here, and that painting is like a painting, and the thief can't look at it."

Ying Yan said self-deprecatingly, I couldn't help but quip, "It shouldn't be Zuo Jianxiong's painting for your mother, right?" ”

Shen Yan didn't speak. It should have acquiesced, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in my head, and I jumped up and hugged Mingyan's arm, "Thanks to you, I have thought of a way!" "After that, I want to run. Shen Yan grabbed me with his backhand, "What way?" ”

"If Zuo Jianxiong really loves your mother so much, maybe his real body will be put together with your mother's corpse, or with your mother's painting, as long as you find your mother, you can find Zuo Jianxiong's real body."

This room is full of things that Mother Shen Yan used, and she has a lot of hair.

I wanted to go to my mother's room, but he grabbed me, and he grabbed my injured wrist and squeezed it tightly, and I exclaimed in pain, "What are you doing?" ”

Only then did he let me go. Dodge blocked my way, "My mother doesn't have a grave, the body should be kept by Zuo Jianxiong, do you want to put the Gu worm in my mother's body?" ”

"How is that possible, didn't I say it, what I'm scared of is Gu Descending, the introduction is just to help Gu worms find the person who has been dropped, and the eight characters of the birthday must be compatible, so we must get Zuo Jianxiong's eight characters of the birthday."

After I finished explaining, Ying Yan smiled awkwardly, and the smile seemed to be self-deprecating.

"I was a little out of shape just now, anyway, I only saw my mother once, and it was still a portrait, so even if you really put the Gu worm into her corpse, it's nothing, as long as you can kill Zuo Jianxiong, I believe she will be willing."

He said that his eyes were slightly red, I have a mother, but Meimei doesn't have a mother, I can understand the feeling of missing maternal love since childhood, in their hearts, mothers are more sacred and perfect.