Just a month ago, when Zhang Zichen visited the ghost house again, he saw photos of Mo Yifei's father and mother.

Today's middle-aged man is exactly the same as the man in the photo, so Zhang Zichen concluded that this person must be Mo Yifei's father.

Now that you have found Mo Yifei's father, if you want to find Mo Yifei, it is not a matter of being caught?

really didn't expect that Zhang Zichen deliberately went to look for it, but he didn't find Mo Yifei's whereabouts.

Now it's a no-brainer!

In the chat with Su Meier just now, Zhang Zichen also told her about her search for a girlfriend, and not long after, Su Meier was still feeling sorry for Zhang Zichen, but she didn't expect that she could encounter such a coincidental thing in just a blink of an eye, which no one had ever imagined.

Su Meier was also happy for Zhang Zichen, she smiled and said: "Then don't worry, we will wait for him, he has bought so many things, he will definitely stay and pay later, don't worry." ”

Zhang Zichen nodded excitedly, but his head kept looking at the seat where the middle-aged man was sitting, for fear that he would slip away without being careful.

Gradually, Sun Desheng, Wang Fatzi and others also learned the true face of No. 08, and they were all happy for Zhang Zichen.

is the so-called intentional planting of flowers that do not bloom, and unintentionally planting willows and willows into the shade, it is Zhang Zichen's matter.

For some reason, for the next more than a while, Zhang Zichen felt like a year, and time passed very slowly.

The auction ended at twelve o'clock at noon, and the crowd began to disperse, with those who had found the treasures staying behind to find the organizers and ready to pay for them, while those who had not won the treasures left first, presumably to lunch.

Although Su Meier didn't buy a single treasure, she still led Zhang Zichen and the others to stay, and they were going to find No. 08 together, that is, Mo Yifei's father Mo Qian.

When the crowd was almost dispersed, Zhang Zichen began to move in the direction of the middle-aged man, who auctioned more than 70 antiques today, although they were all slightly cheaper antiques in the early stage, but it is estimated that it will cost at least more than 200 million yuan.

More than seventy antiques, this is a big project, so the middle-aged man deliberately sat in the seat and waited.

His meaning is obvious, he wants to wait for the person in front of him to complete the transaction, so that he can not waste too much time waiting in line.

It was taking advantage of this gap in the middle-aged man that Zhang Zichen ran up to him quickly, a little excited: "Hello!"

The middle-aged man held the round black hat on his head with his right hand, and immediately frowned, puzzled: "Who are you? I don't seem to know you, do I?"

"Uncle Mo, although you don't know me, I've seen your photos. Zhang Zichen said with a smile.

"Knowing that my surname is Mo, there are more people who have seen my photos. Mo Qian snorted coldly, "My Mo Qian has done business all over the world, have you seen my photos, is it strange?"

Although this Mo Qian is not easy to contact, Zhang Zichen will not let him go.

Zhang Zichen smiled: "Uncle Mo, I know your daughter Mo Yifei!"

"Yifei?" Hearing his daughter's name, Mo Qian's body shook, he looked at the young man standing in front of him vigilantly, and said angrily, "How do you know my daughter? What are you talking about? Do you know something? Do you want to blackmail me?"

Mo Qian asked four questions in a row, and Zhang Zichen was stunned.

First question, how did you meet my daughter?

For this question, Zhang Zichen can completely answer Mo Qian, he knows Mo Yifei's experience.

But the next three questions made Zhang Zichen smell a hint of unease, and these three questions seemed to reveal that Mo Yifei had a secret at this time, and this secret could not be known to everyone.

So in order to dispel Mo Qian's doubts, Zhang Zichen said directly: "Uncle Mo, I am Sister Mo's boyfriend Zhang Zichen!"

"Zhang Zichen!?" Mo Qian, who had been sitting in his seat, stood up suddenly, his eyes were bigger than eggs in surprise, "Zhang Zichen, it's you?"

"Uncle Mo, it's really me!" Zhang Zichen was secretly happy, it seemed that this father-in-law had heard of his name, otherwise he would have to call the police today, and he was harassing him.

"You...... How did you find it?" Mo Qian's body trembled a little, but his appearance was indeed somewhat similar to Mo Yifei.

"Uncle Mo, that, I just came back from a business trip. Zhang Zichen listened to Mo Yifei's lies to her parents five years ago, "I just came home from the United States and found that Sister Mo had been missing for five years, so I hurried to Shanghai to come to Sister Mo." ”

"Evil!" Mo Qian gritted his teeth, and seemed to have a big opinion on Zhang Zichen.

"Uncle Mo, I've been in Shanghai for more than a month, and I've been to your previous address. What is going on with No. 118 Riverside Street turning into a haunted house?" asked Zhang Zichen.

Hearing the word ghost house, Mo Qian's facial muscles trembled again, and from here, Zhang Zichen was even more convinced that the formation of this ghost house must have a great relationship with Mo Yifei!

"Uncle Mo, can you tell me where Sister Mo is? After so many years, I miss her very much, your family has disappeared like this, don't you want Sister Mo to marry me?" Zhang Zichen had too many doubts in his heart waiting to be solved, and now that he found an opening, he did not hesitate to seize the opportunity and drill inside.

But Mo Qian heard these words and said angrily: "Fart! Yifei is pregnant with your child, how can she get married!"

"Huh?" Zhang Zichen was pleasantly surprised, "Uncle Mo, is yours real?"

"Nonsense!" Mo Qian snorted coldly.

"If Sister Mo is not married yet, it will be good!" Zhang Zichen said with joy, "Uncle Mo, if Sister Mo was pregnant with my child five years ago, then the child should be born now, more than four years old, right?"

However, what Zhang Zichen didn't expect was that when Mo Qian heard his question, his whole face brushed the ground, and it turned white.

Mo Qian's face was exactly the same as that of the person who was about to die, pale and stiff.

Seeing this, Zhang Zichen began to feel uneasy, and he asked, "Uncle Mo, is it ...... Could it be that Sister Mo and I died young?"

Mo Qian sighed heavily and said, "It's not that you died, it's more terrible than dying!"

This is not good news, what happened to my child?

Did you meet a ghost, or did you get entangled in a monster?

But none of this matters, because Zhang Zichen is a Taoist priest himself, and if he sees his child later, he is 100% sure that he will save it.