Let’s Talk About That Guy Who Transmigrated to Pursue Me

This sentence probably asked the crux of the problem, and Zhao Lao'er's expression suddenly changed.

"I don't know, I don't know what you are talking about." His original stable mood suddenly became fierce again. He didn't even care about the broken silver Wen Xuan placed on the table, turned around and left, "I have nothing. do not know."

"Hey, Uncle Zhao, wait!" The middle-aged man who led the way suddenly became anxious, and went up to stop him, "Well said, what happened to you suddenly? Look, the master's silver is still..."

"I don't know anything!" Zhao Lao'er was not polite, and directly pushed the person violently, and changed the direction to continue walking.

Wen Xuan lifted his footsteps, blocking him as well, looking straight at him, "You know that, right?"

Zhao Lao'er cheeks twitched, but he didn't have the guts to push Wen Xuan away, but he didn't intend to let go. He turned around decisively, and walked straight back to his room. Wen Xuan and the middle-aged man were still in his hall, but he didn't rush the guests, only closed the door of the room tightly, and said nothing to talk to them.

Wen Xuan didn't stop him this time, just quietly staring at the closed door.

"Master Dao, Master Dao, this..." The middle-aged man who led the way was a little flustered, "What kind of illness is this old Zhaoer suddenly...He...I..." He squeezed into his pocket. I was afraid that Wen Xuan would take back the silver tael I just got from Wen Xuan.

"It's okay." Wen Xuan said, "His attitude has actually given me the answer."

Wen Xuan's question is only "whether there has ever been". If not, it is just a two-word problem. The other party refused to answer so fiercely, there must be no doubt.

Yes, if it's for your own children, even after such a bleak life, you won't be willing to leave like this.

The remaining questions are about the circumstances under which the child was conceived and where the child went.

Thinking of this, Wen Xuan pursed his lips and walked slowly outside the house. The silver liang that was placed on the table was still on the table, and was not retrieved by him.

The middle-aged man glanced at the little silver for the last time, and followed Wen Xuan behind him, "Dao Master, Dao Master..."

Wen Xuan looked back at him, "What else?"

"Dao Master, if this thing is done like this, is it really okay?" The middle-aged humane said, "Don't underestimate me. Although I love money, I don't like holding hot money. Since I take money to do things, I can't handle me well. I feel uneasy."

Wen Xuan couldn't help but smiled, realizing that this person was more interesting than he thought, "Then what do you say?"

"I said this is definitely not the only old man who knows about this." The middle-aged man immediately patted his chest and said, "Lao Zhao is just the easiest one to find. As for the rest, I will be able to find those with hard work. Dao Master, what else do you want to know, tell me, if I ask Potian, I will definitely ask it for you."

This is exactly what Wen Xuan wanted. Originally, he must continue to investigate this matter, but now some people take the initiative to run errands, which can save a lot of effort.

What's more, to be honest, Wen Xuan is a bit tired now.

Obviously, he just heard a story, but he felt exhausted physically and mentally.

"Then I beg you." Wen Xuan said about the direction he wanted to check later.

The person nodded happily, but in the end he didn't forget to find Wenxuan for the toll. Wen Xuan didn't care at all, and gave it to him very generously. Not to mention that gold and silver objects have no value in his eyes. At this moment, he can breathe a little breath in this matter, even if he pays more, he is still willing.

After entrusting the matter to the matter, Wen Xuan dragged his slow pace and returned to the house that Daoren Sun had previously rented, wanting to take a break and sort his mind.

As a result, as soon as he approached, he felt a strange aura fluctuation.

Wen Xuan was stunned, standing on the spot and carefully distinguishing it, it came from the simple room.

He walked to the door of Jian and was hesitating whether to enter, but Jian seemed to have found him, and the weird aura suddenly stopped.

Wen Xuan pushed the door in, and saw that he was lying on the bed with one hand under the pillow. The whole person looked exhausted, and his condition was worse than when he had just come down from the snow mountain.

Wen Xuan couldn't laugh or cry. He just wanted to take a break, only to find that someone needs a break than him. "Why did you do this?"

Simply silently pulled the hand out from under the pillow. At this moment, Wen Xuan saw a little edge of the round jade artifact that hadn't had time to hide.

Oh, Wen Xuan suddenly understood, "You have explored the secrets again."

"Just take a look." Simple weak.

Wen Xuan walked straight over, grabbed his wrist, felt his weakness at this moment, and couldn't help frowning further.

"You..." Wen Xuan wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

After such a hesitation, Jian had already freed his wrist from his hand, "I know the measure."

"It would be a coincidence if you really knew it!" Wen Xuan feigned anger.

"But, brother," Jian Wenyan raised his head, looked at his eyes, his eyes were very calm, "You have just condensed the yuan, and the gap between me and you has widened, and there is less room to help you. I. I don’t want this, I must find a way to help you in my way."

Wen Xuan was speechless when he heard these words. It's no wonder that Simple is so low today that it turned out to be thinking about this kind of thing.

He regretted it a bit. He should have taken Jian to go out with him before, but he only considered his inconvenience and didn't pay enough attention to Jian's emotional problem.

"You don't need..." Wen Xuan just started to persuade, but was simply interrupted.

Simply said, "This is also a way for me to practice. Brother, you have no reason to stop me."

It was this sentence that blocked everything Wen Xuan wanted to say.

Wen Xuan pursed his lips and looked at him for a long while, finally got up and went back without saying a word. Jian Jian silently watched from behind, and watched him out of the room without a single glance.

Standing on the edge of the threshold, Wen Xuan still turned around and couldn't help but say four words, "Pay attention to rest."

Simply not answering, he just looked at him until his figure completely left and was no longer visible.

Soon there were such aura fluctuations in the house, and Jianzhi continued to detect the secrets.

Wen Xuan stopped, really wanted to rush back straight, and asked him aloud what he was looking at, what he was measuring, and what he wanted to do. But in the end, Wen Xuan just stopped more and went back to his room.

As soon as he entered the room, he lay on the bed, feeling more tired.

To put it simply, he is not qualified to stop him. Although Jian said it was to help him, it was Jian's own decision. Although he is a simple brother, although the relationship between them is closer than ordinary brothers, after all, they are not close to the point where everything should be handled.

After all, there is a distance between them.

Wen Xuan sighed, closed his eyes, just lay down without thinking.

As a result, after lying down for more than an hour, Wen Xuan heard someone outside the house calling the word "Dao Chang". But it was the middle-aged man who had collected the money before, saying that he had successfully found someone who could tell him everything.

This thing is done so efficiently, according to Wenxuan, it should be happy. But when he got out of the bed and walked out of the room, he only felt like he was pressing something on his shoulders, and he was very heavy.

Before letting the middle-aged man lead the way, Wen Xuan hesitated for a while, and then went to Jian Jian, wanting to ask him if he would be interested in walking with him.

As a result, he pushed the door again and saw that Jian was still lying in bed, but this time he was really just resting and sleeping soundly.

Wen Xuan stood by his bed, did not wake him up, and gently rubbed the hair on top of his head.

"I don't need you to help me like this." He whispered, he didn't realize how gentle his voice was. "As long as you are here, it is the greatest help to me."

After speaking, he turned around and gently helped Jian Jian with the door.

Only a moment later, the middle-aged man took Wen Xuan to another house on the west side of the town. Waiting for him there was another old man who was the same age as Lao Zhao.

"This is Master Qian." The middle-aged man introduced.

Master Qian looked at Wen Xuan for a while, bared his teeth and smiled, "Is this Taoist chief looking for me?"

As soon as his teeth were exposed, Wen Xuan knew why the middle-aged man was not looking for him at first, and one of his teeth was golden. This is nothing in a big city, but a rare thing in a small town like this, presumably this old status is not low, it is not easy to catch up with it.

Wen Xuan nodded and responded politely.

"For that woman and her wicked seed?" Uncle Qian was still smiling, but a hint of coldness appeared in his smile.

Evil kind.

Although there had been speculations, Wen Xuan's heart was still shocked when he heard these two words in vain, as if being hit by a hammer.

"Hehe, I heard that you asked the old man Zhao, but he wouldn't tell you." Uncle Qian said again, "This is to save face for that woman! The surname is Zhao, but he was a child with that woman. After a few years, the playmate kept remembering, but forgot how many of us were killed by the mother and son."

Wen Xuan came back to his senses and asked with luck, "What do you mean?"

"I've made it so clear. What's the point?" The uncle Qian sneered constantly when he said this, as if he had promised the middle-aged man to tell Wenxuan about these things because he hated both mother and son. I hate too much, I have to find someone to say no, "Why do you think that monster is okay to tear people up in the nest? For fun? It wants to feed its cub! The woman gave him a cub. !"

If it was just as if his heart had been hammered just now, Wen Xuan felt as if even his brain had been hammered by a heavy hammer. It was white and blank.

He couldn't help reaching out and pressing his throat, suddenly nauseous for some reason.

"The woman died later. It was her retribution. She died too late!" Qian Lao'er was still there and continued to say bitterly, "She actually wants to protect such a kind of evil, but she dare not let it. Let's move! In the end, she defended ourselves to death, she deserved it!"

"Well, that..." Wen Xuan asked with the last hint of luck, "What happened to that child?"

child? Qian Lao'er looked over and looked at Wen Xuan with a smile, "Who knows? I was probably taken away by a wild dog."

So far, Wen Xuan has finished asking.

When he finally came out of Qian Lao'er, he almost fled.