i am your dog

Meng Jiafan's bite was not small, and it didn't look like a human bite at all.Bai Yang touched the skin on the outside of the wound, and there were some scorched marks.He gasped in pain.

There was no sign of Meng Yuan and Meng Jiafan in the corridor.Bai Yang pushed the second room along the corridor.

There was only a brand new piano in the empty space. Bai Yang sat down and pressed a key at random. The piano, which had not been tuned for a long time, was a little out of tune.

This is enough to show the hypocrisy of people like Meng Yuan, who blindly pursue Western learning without knowing anything about it.

Bai Yang exited the room.Next to it was Meng Yunfan's room, but it was locked like the other rooms.

He felt that now, just as the old immortal thought, he was led forward slowly by the nose, his eyes were completely dark, and he could fall into the abyss if he didn't pay attention.

He lowered his eyes and pinched the vase on the stairs, hesitating whether to go up or not.The vague guesses that emerged in his heart made him fearful and confused.

Whether it was the identities of Meng Jiafan and Meng Shenfan, or Bai Butler's surname, they all seemed to be implying something to him.And there was really nothing he could do other than follow this paved track.

The doors of the three upstairs rooms were all open.Meng Jiafan's room was empty.Meng Yuan stood smoking at the door of his room, listening to his wife whispering.

"That kid Zifan has locked himself in the room for three days, and I didn't answer even when I knocked on the door. Sometimes I can still hear someone talking in the room. Do you think he is sick?"

"What do you want to do?" Meng Yuan kept looking at Meng Jiafan's room.

"Send him to see a doctor. If he's really like Shen Fan... then we might as well throw him away." The wife was a little nervous and spoke intermittently.Meng Yuan glanced at her, "I heard that you have gotten a little close to Meng Yunfan recently, are you thinking about how to trick me?"

"Master!" His wife turned pale with fright.Seeing this, Meng Yuan sneered, "Go and call Zifan out, I'll ask him."

Bai Yang followed his wife into the house, and Meng Zifan sat behind the newly bought screen and looked out the window.The moonlight is like a charm, and the lonely star is like tears.He was talking to the air, smiling like a weeping willow in the wind, causing ripples in the lake.

"Zifan, your father told you to come out." His wife twisted her handkerchief in one hand, feeling very uneasy.Mencius Fan lost his smile when he turned his head, and his voice was calm, "Father, the child is rude and doesn't want to go out."

"Zi Fan, do you know who the murderer of Shen Fan is?" Meng Yuan walked in and signaled his wife to go out, but she did not leave.

Mencius Fan shook his head, "If I say so, none of them will survive." He closed his eyes in pain, "Father, will your third wife in ten years be Jia Fan?"

"Yes." Meng Yuan sneered, "I heard that Meng Yunfan found a man to be his bed partner, and Shen Fan happened to run out that day when he saw him, right? Wife and child."

His wife looked at Meng Zifan in bewilderment, who shook his head. "That's what Butler Bai said. We don't know about it, but you can ask Brother Yunfan."

"Him? If you want to see him, you can go to Jia Fan's room." Mencius Fan was stunned and did not move.At some point, the concubine who came upstairs let out a scream and fainted to the ground.

In this matter, Meng Jiafan's room was full of dolls in different shapes, but all of them were stained with blood.They don't want to know that every babydoll cotton place has a piece of meat cut from a sleeping maiden.

This is not enough.

"I didn't let Jiafan be buried, but let her stay with her beloved doll... What? Finally figured out why Meng Shenfan is called brother?" Meng Yuan took out a very small plush toy, "Which child will take the Get it, which one is my Jia'er. Don't you still want him to impersonate? In this way, he will have no flaws at all."

Mencius Fan turned pale and stood up abruptly, "Brother!" He rushed out.

A large pot was placed in the center of Jiafan's room, and the smell of fresh meat was already indiscriminate in the room.

Mencius Fan couldn't see what was boiled inside, but he could guess.

Bai Yang wanted to support Meng Zifan who fell to one side, and passed his hands through his body.Meng Zifan fell to the ground, looked back at Bai Yang, and slowly stretched out his hand.Bai Yang's emissary came up to him unexpectedly, and his two hands were touching in the air, like the moon in the water in a mirror, it's hard to tell.

"Father wanted to marry Jiafan as the third wife when she was older. Jiafan said she didn't want to live like this at all, and then gave me a knife. That day Shenfan deliberately pretended to see something talking nonsense on the stairs Ba Daoyin was beaten by his father, and his brother sent him back to his room and then pretended to be angry and ran away because he saw a man who didn’t exist. After going out, Shen Fan and Jia Fan switched identities, and I killed Jia Fan and brought him back...Bai Yang...you said Am I going to hell?"

Mencius Fan asked absentmindedly, begging for forgiveness.

"Meng Zifan!" The pipe hit the back of the head violently.Mencius Fan fell to the ground, the blood on his head stained the floor red.His wife wanted to help him up distressedly, but Meng Yuan kicked him away.

"Old Bai, send the two wives back to the house, and lock this kid up. Find a witch to deal with him tomorrow." Bai Qiyun closed his eyes to block his tears, "Yes, sir."

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The last chapter of the Sunday trajectory~(●––●)