Chapter 1059

"The puppet has his own mind." Jiang evening Bai Dao, think of Wenhong father and son, she light Chi, eyes full of irony.

The father and son are also pitiful, but there is a saying that the poor must have something hateful. Both father and son regard a puppet so important, but Wen Hong is obviously hiding something about Wen Li's dead mother.

Jiang Wanbai thinks about the words he learned from Wen Hong's mouth when he was just fighting Wen Hong.

Obviously, there is a man between Wen Hong and his wife.

Qingzhu and nanmenziyang did not drive the carriage too far away from the stone mountain, so they soon returned to the vicinity of the stone mountain. Instead of driving the carriage directly, they got off the carriage, and Jiang Wanbai put it away.

A group of people turned into ghosts and touched into the stone mountain as before.

Jiang Wanbai originally thought that Wen Hong would be more vigilant after such a thing happened, and the defense of Shishan would be more strict, but Jiang Wanbai and his party were still relaxed when they came in again.

"It's a little strange. Be careful." Qi Qingxing has a light voice.

Jiang Wanbai looked back at Qingzhu and nanmenziyang and said, "you are following closely."

Qingzhu and nanmenziyang nodded in a hurry, nervous and afraid to relax.

At this time, Wenli was on the top floor. Zi Lang and his ghost servant cleaned up the top floor and left first. Therefore, there were only Wenhong and his son. Wenhong was sitting at the table, and the screen was broken. Zi Lang wanted the ghost servant to send a new screen, which was stopped by Wen Hong.

As a result, there is no screen in the room, so you can see the bed behind Wen Hong at a glance.

"Where's mom and dad?" Wen Li thought for a moment, but sat down opposite Wen Hong and asked in a voice.

The red color in Wenhong's eyes is about to disappear completely. After hearing Wen Li's question, his hand holding the teacup obviously pauses. His eyelids are half up, and his voice is cold. "I don't know."

"Dad, she's a puppet made by you. Why don't you know where she went?" Wen Li obviously didn't believe it and asked.

Wen Hong looked up and drank up the water and said, "dead."

"How can it be?" Wen Li suddenly stood up and looked at him in disbelief.

When Zi Lang asked the ghost servant to clean up, he had been watching. If the puppet really died, he couldn't have seen anything. After all, the puppet had substance, and it was not like them. After all, he would be out of his wits when he died, and nothing would be left behind.

Wen Hong saw what Wen Li was thinking. He broke the teacup in his hand. He looked at Wen Li with a very complicated look, but he said coldly, "it's just a puppet. Your mother died long ago, and soon after you were born."

After a pause, Wen Hong went on to say, "as for the puppet, she was gone half a quarter of an hour ago."

"Why How could it be? " Wen Li is a bit at a loss. He prefers Wen Hong to be indifferent to himself as before, rather than treat him so coldly.

Wen Hong tugged at the corners of her lips and said, "she has given birth to her own consciousness. She has taken a fancy to that human being. She wants to go out and look for food. Do you think she can come back alive?"

Wen Li is stunned, and then he understands who Wen Hong is talking about. His pupil shrinks sharply and he can't speak.