"Residential surveillance shows that Ms.
Wen left at 6:30 in the morning on July 3 and has never been seen again within the surveillance range."
"Ms.
Wen's vehicle was not found in the surveillance at the Beijing expressway intersections."
"Ms.
Wen's car was found in Wanhua Plaza."
"Ms.
Wen should have left Beijing through other means."
"Transfer to the bus station and train station for surveillance."
There was constant pressure from above, and the police officers in charge were busy.
At this time, there was no real-name ticket system, so we had to rely on surveillance to find people.
As for Xiaoxiao and the others, they still stayed at home.
Wen Shiwen's brother came over once to understand the situation, but he didn't stay much and didn't feel any resentment.
Xiao Xiao felt that the relationship between the Song family and the Wen family was weird.
No one else was too worried.
Song Zhi didn't know about Wen Shiwen's disappearance.
Only Song Guangrui was anxious and impatient.
Song Guangrui was fidgeting alone in the room.
Xiaoxiao walked in without closing the door and said, "Uncle, your mother was taken away by a ghost."
"What did you say" Xiaoxiao walked in and calmly sat on the bed.
"No matter whether you saw something when you were a child or not, whether you think it is real or fake, a nightmare or inner demon, I can only tell you that it is real."
Song Guangrui looked at Xiaoxiao warily, "What do you know?"
"I don't like your mother, but you are my blood-related uncle after all, and I don't want anything from you.
It's up to you to believe it or not."
After saying that, Xiaoxiao got up and left.
She was not very enthusiastic about finding Wen Shiwen.
"Wait, that's not what I meant, I just wanted to know how you knew this."
"Follow me."
Xiaoxiao took Song Guangrui to the innermost room.
When they arrived at the door, Song Guangrui looked at the door lock that had been violently smashed open, "What's going on?"
"I smashed it.
I just want to make sure of one thing."
After entering the room, Xiaoxiao pointed at the altar.
"Look, there should be something there, but it's missing."
"I know what's there."
Song Guangrui's voice was a little low.
"There used to be a jar, and in the jar was a child's skeleton."
He would never forget that day.
Out of curiosity, he secretly ran into the room and opened it secretly.
Got this jar.
After that, he only heard a scream and knew nothing.
When he woke up again, his mother began to alienate and reject him.
He still remembered his mother's gentle eyes when he was a child, but since then, he had nightmares every night and could not get any comfort. .
I remember one time when Song Guangrui woke up from a nightmare and went to his mother crying with bare feet, he was scolded and ignored.
His father was often not at home, and he felt helpless and frightened at home.
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At that time, Song Lingyu accompanied him to comfort him. he.
"Child's skeleton" Xiao Xiao thought about it but didn't know what it was about.
"Can you find my mother?"
Xiaoxiao looked at Song Guangrui, "I can't tell, I may or may not find her.
I don't think your mother's life is in danger."
Xiaoxiao paused and said, "There are also police, they will help find her."
She Still don't want to take risks for that woman.
"I once asked a professor and he said it might be a very ancient witchcraft."
"There are also professors who study this"
"He just loved studying occult cultures."
Xiaoxiao nodded, "What did he say?"
"He said that he had read about a resurrection ritual, which required the blood of a man and a woman to conceive a child in a certain way.
The child would be a dead baby, and the bones would be placed in a container to be worshiped day and night, and the child would be worshiped day and night.
You can’t be too far away from these two people.
This person can be resurrected after the death of the man and the woman.”
"It doesn't make sense.
If that's the case, why would that ghost child protect your mother?"
"This kind of resurrection ritual is risky.
If something happens, the resurrected and reincarnated soul is likely to lose consciousness.
Then it is a simple soul that will develop feelings for people as it grows up."
"Don't you think grandpa's body is just because that brat knows so much?
Why don't you ask someone for help?"
"I only regard this as a legend, not to mention that there are no powerful people nowadays.
All the bridges are liars."
Xiaoxiao shrugged and walked out of the room.
As he walked, he said, "Since you have feelings for your mother, there should be no danger.
Then the kid may have let your mother take it away to avoid me."
"Why is it hiding from you?"
Xiaoxiao took off the gauze scarf around his neck.
Although five or six days had passed, the purple-black bruises still hadn't faded.
"We had a fight, and I was slightly better."
"You fight it and you catch ghosts."
"That's right, but it's just a small fuss."
"Then can you help make that kid leave my mother?
I think my mother was forced.
Several times after she scolded me, I saw her crying secretly."
Song Guangrui paused.
"I don't think she is sincere."
Let the eldest sister and the second sister go.
I heard that my mother and your grandma used to have a good relationship, but something happened later. " Xiaoxiao knew what had happened without even thinking about it.
His sister had eloped with her sister's fiancé.
Xiaoxiao also heard from her mother that her grandma was fostered in Wen Shiwen's house.
It is unknown why Wen Shiwen and Song Zhi got married again later.
"I think you should ask the professor if there is any way to break this witchcraft."
"Ah, yes, I'll go right away."
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Song Guangrui ran out in a hurry.
Xiaoxiao didn't know whether to get involved in this matter, mainly because she felt that the kid would be a great threat to her family if he existed all the time.
As for the witchcraft thing, Xiaoxiao just thought it was possible, but she couldn't believe it completely, so she went to find her grandfather.
In the house, Song Lingyu was feeding Song Zhi apples.
Xiaoxiao ran to the bedside and said, "Grandpa, have you ever played any games before that required the blood of two people to be mixed together?"
Song Zhi was stunned, "Why are you asking this?"
"I'm just curious.
I'm interested in some culture.
I once saw an article about this."
"You are also interested in this."
Song Zhi revealed his recollection.
"I also liked to study these mysterious things when I was in school.
We even formed a club."
"Going to school", my little heart suddenly became a little more wary, "Is this a university?
What kind of university?"
Song Lingyu smiled and said, "Your grandfather and uncle went to the same university."
Xiaoxiao's eyes widened, "Is there another professor who likes to study mysterious cultures?"
"Yes, Professor Tan was often with us at that time.
I remember one time when we restored a witchcraft scene, it was Shi Wen and I who performed it under his guidance."
"No."
Xiaoxiao stood up, "Mom, do you know my uncle's cell phone number?
Call him quickly and ask him to come back
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