A trace of horror flashed on Hao Mengzhun's face, although more than ten years had passed, every time he recalled it, he would feel afraid.

Taking a deep breath and easing his emotions, Hao Mengzhun said again: "Just as I was about to push the door out, a voice sounded. How can I describe this sound? It was very low and hoarse, and it smelled of rotting corpses coming out of the mud, and when you heard it, you couldn't help but feel creepy and numb. Just listen to the voice saying, 'Who am I?' the one you've been looking for!' ”

Li Sichen's expression changed suddenly.

Isn't the person Wen Chuan looking for before he dies the mysterious You? Could it be that the owner of this hoarse voice is the mysterious You himself?

Thinking of this, Li Sichen couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, and asked, "Have you seen what that person looks like?"

Hao Mengzhun glanced at Li Sichen, his eyes were a little surprised, and he didn't understand why he was so excited. But he didn't think much about it, shook his head, and said, "Of course I didn't see it." If I saw it, I had already died with Wen Chuan more than ten years ago, so how could I stand in front of you and speak?"

Li Sichen felt very regretful, and after sighing, he made a 'please' gesture and motioned for Hao Mengzhun to continue.

Hao Mengzhun looked at Li Sichen with a puzzled gaze, and then said: "After that hoarse voice spoke, Wen Chuan looked shocked, and seemed to have broken everything around him, he asked sharply, 'Is it you?' How do you know I'm investigating you?' and the hoarse voice replied, 'I came here to ask you, do you want to live forever?'"

Hao Mengzhun was not only telling what happened at that time, but also imitating the tone and tone of Wen Chuan and Mystic You.

Mysterious You's low, hoarse and ethereal voice was imitated by him vividly, and it was particularly scary in this deserted mourning hall. So much so that outside the Hao family's mansion, there were originally some bold people who wanted to come back to see the situation after regaining their composure, but they heard such an eerie voice floating out of the mourning hall, and they were immediately so frightened that they ran away.

Although Hao Mengzhun heard the noise outside the house, he didn't care, and continued to tell his memories: "I heard this sentence at the time, and I thought it was a little funny. Immortality is such a thing, since ancient times, I have never heard of anyone succeeding, it is just a lie. I originally thought that Wen Chuan would laugh at the other party, but I never expected that Wen Chuan was silent for a moment after hearing the other party's inquiry, and then shouted 'willing, willing', his tone was extremely excited and excited, as if the owner of the hoarse voice could really bring him to immortality......"

"And then?" Ma Xiaoling was fascinated by what she heard, this past incident is really full of weird atmosphere, which is even more attractive than watching horror and suspense movies.

Hao Mengzhun replied, "Then there was no sound in the living room. When I pushed open the door and walked out of the toilet, I saw Wen Chuan slumped on the sofa. Upon closer inspection, he was no longer breathing. And the owner of the hoarse voice is nowhere to be found. The door of Wenchuan's house was locked in order to prevent his wife from coming back early and catching us drinking, and there was no trace of it being opened. I really don't know how the owner of that hoarse voice entered Wenchuan's house......"

"Could it be that you entered through the window?" Ma Xiaoling made a guess.

Hao Mengzhun shook his head: "Impossible, the window is also locked from the inside." Besides, Wenchuan's family lives on the twentieth floor, and there is no place outside the window to climb and settle, so if you want to climb through the window and enter the house, what can you talk about?"

"This is really a strange thing...... Ma Xiaoling was surprised, and then said: "However, didn't this person say that he wanted to let Wen Chuan live forever? Why did he kill him? It is impossible, this death is the way to live forever, right?"

Hao Mengzhun sighed: "This is also a problem that has plagued me for more than ten years, and to this day, I have not been able to figure it out." Perhaps, that person was simply teasing Wen Chuan. No matter what kind of answer is given, he will kill Wen Chuan!"

"What happened after Wen Chuan died?" Li Sichen asked at this time.

Hao Mengzhun smiled bitterly and said, "What else can happen?" I was frightened when I saw Wen Chuan die on the sofa, and the first reaction that popped into my mind was to flee. On the one hand, I was afraid that the owner of the hoarse voice would come back and kill me as well. Wen Chuan is not an ordinary person, but a feng shui master with real skills, much more powerful than me. Even he was killed in an instant, how can I resist it?"

"On the other hand, I am afraid that after Wenchuan's family comes back, they will think that I am a murderer, so I am really speechless. After all, judging from the situation at the scene of the crime at that time, I was the most suspicious person. So I quickly cleaned up the traces I had left behind and ran away. Then, I heard that Wenchuan's family called the police, but they have not been able to solve the case. ”

"In this way, you don't know who the person who killed Wen Chuan is and what he looks like?" asked Ma Xiaoling.

"I don't know. Hao Mengzhun shook his head.

Li Sichen felt very disappointed in such a situation, but he still thanked Hao Mengzhun for it.

Speaking of which, Li Sichen didn't gain anything. At least after listening to Hao Mengzhun's recollections, he became more and more sure that the mysterious Ziwei Emperor Star Personality that took away his own Ziwei Emperor Star Personality had a great relationship with the matter of finding immortality!

"No thanks. Hao Mengzhun shook his head and said with a sigh: "This memory has been hidden in my heart for many years, and it has already suffocated me. Talking about it today, I feel a lot more comfortable. Although I don't know, why are you investigating the cause of Wenchuan's death. But I think there's a picture that should be of some use to you. ”

Hao Mengzhun left the mourning hall and walked into his bedroom, and after a moment of rummaging through the cabinets, he took out an old, yellowed photo and handed it to Li Sichen and Ma Xiaoling.

This is a group photo of eight people, and Li Sichen recognized at a glance the two people snuggling together on the left side of the photo, who were his parents Li Huaiyuan and Wu Qiuyu.

Didn't Hao Mengzhun know Wu Qiuyu? Why is there such a photo?

However, in this photo, it seems that Hao Mengzhun is not seen.

Li Sichen raised his head and looked at Hao Mengzhun, waiting for him to tell the origin of this photo.