The Fake Daughter Made a Sensation All Over the World By Relying on Metaphysics

Please speak.

Lu Chaolan noticed when Mo Jiangshu hesitated to speak just now, Is there anything wrong with that reward?

You don't know something. Mo Jiangshu put down everything in his hand.

That gentleman answered more than one question just now. Mo Jiangshu sighed.

Su Muhuai remembered from the side and said, There are two questions. One is to ask if there is a clue to what he is looking for. The result of the lottery is the same as what Sister Gu said, and there is no result. The second question is to ask Sister Gu to help him. To find the trace of a child, one must see a person in life, and a corpse in death.”

Mo Jiangshu sighed again, That's right, Master Gu should charge for two questions. The lottery is for tracking down the child, and this is one fee.

This karma must have a large scope. Otherwise, when a lucky person chooses another path, his family will not be ruined. In other words, his child has suffered most of the karma for his father.

Besides, the second fee is not low. If this matter is solved by the old man, the first question alone, in terms of what this man did and did back then, will cost more than 10,000 yuan.

Su Muhuai asked curiously, What about the second question?

Mo Jiangshu sighed again, The second problem cannot be solved by relying on the old man's current level of cultivation.

The living can still be counted, so what about the dead.

The sins committed by that gentleman back then should involve a lot of cause and effect.

He has been pursuing things for more than 20 years, and he is still not alive, he really can't reach that level.

Su Muhuai was shocked, for something that even Master Mo couldn't solve, Sister Gu actually confiscated the money.

He actually didn't understand a little bit.

What Lu Chaolan thought was, She should have her own plans.

Mo Jiangshu nodded, with only admiration in his eyes, What Mr. said is that the master's thoughts are not something we can guess.

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As the dusk disappears at the last moment of the sky, the sunset also quietly hides behind the horizon.

The orange-red sky was gradually swallowed by black.

A middle-aged man sits in the car.

at this time!

The talisman that jumped into his hand suddenly rose up and went in one direction.

It seems really spiritual.

No matter how fast his car was, the tracker would always keep a distance from it.

He drove the car and gradually moved away from the downtown.

He could feel an increasingly quiet atmosphere.

And this path is becoming more and more familiar to him.

finally.

When driving about 30 kilometers southwest.

The tracer stopped suddenly.

He couldn't believe it and fell off the car.

Not far away is the Yunting Resort Hotel he built.

Built near the sea.

To provide you with a comfortable place for leisure and entertainment.

It was also the last work he built as a builder.

It is his most proud and most regrettable work.

It is also his famous work.

But now everything looks so pale and ridiculous.

His child, the child he loved the most, died here.

He leaned weakly against the side of the car and slowly slid down.

His face was gradually buried in his knees.

From crying silently at the beginning to crying loudly later.

The tracer stopped straight in front of him.

It never moved.

After waiting until his emotions eased, it flew towards the gate again.

The security guard at the entrance of the hotel seemed to be unable to see it.

It flew directly into it as if entering no one's land.

The security guard stopped him right then, Excuse me, are you...

Fourth update~

You can guess who is in charge of this hotel.

See you tomorrow.

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