Chapter 873 Give Me Your Hand

"If you need it, I can make a written statement." Mu Zi said seriously, "As long as you can get him back, you won't lose a cent of the money."

Mu Zening stared at her for a while, then smiled suddenly.

"Forget it, trust you once."

He turned around slowly and continued walking.

Although Mu Zi was puzzled, he still followed behind him step by step, keeping a distance of two or three meters.

Mu Zening said: "When I was young, I once heard my second brother quarreling with my mother. My mother wanted to drive Bai Wei away. The second brother said that as long as Bai Wei walked out of this house, he would turn around and marry her back. My mother was so angry I yelled and cursed, but then I really didn’t dare to mention driving people away.”

Having said that, Mu Zening suddenly stopped in his tracks, and Mu Zi who was behind him almost bumped into him, she was about to stand still, and saw Mu Zening who was in front of her looking back at her.

"As long as you are still in Mu's family, you will be able to do nothing because you will be in the way of social integrity and shame." Mu Zening said, "Now that you are not in Mu's family, guess what will happen?"

Mu Zi's face was tense, "You knew this would happen?"

"I don't know. It's all happened when I was young. I've forgotten it a long time ago. I just remembered it suddenly today, so I called to ask. I didn't expect..." He smiled slightly and didn't continue.

The two walked outside the small foreign building, and Mu Zening asked Mu Zi to open the door.

Not much has changed inside.

Mu Zi didn't take any furniture with her when she moved, so the living room was not much different from before except that it was deserted.

"Is there anything on her?" Mu Zening asked.

Hearing this, Mu Zi went to Bai Wei's room and found a few hairs on the head of the bed. When she went downstairs again, she found that the curtains in the living room were all drawn, and Mu Zening was sitting on the sofa. yellow paper.

He leaned slightly, holding a lighter in his hand, and lit a few white candles.

The atmosphere in the living room then became a little gloomy, and Mu Zening's face was soft and pale under the light of the candlelight.

"Is hair okay?" Mu Zi asked.

"Put it on the paper." Mu Zening didn't look up, but only concentrated on looking at the candle in his hand, and slowly placed it on the corner of the coffee table.

Mu Ziyiyan put a few strands of hair in her hand on the yellow paper gently.

After doing these things, she couldn't help but ask again: "You were traveling at that time, just to learn these things?"

"I originally went to find Huang Laogui." Mu Zening told her indifferently, "Huang Laogui ran away in fright when he heard that the person he was going to deal with was the Patriarch of the Huo family, but that place is quite interesting." .”

He raised his eyes and glanced at her: "It's an ancient village deep in the mountains and old forests. The villagers in it are good at raising ghosts, and some of them know some sorcery. They dare to do anything as long as they are given money... That place is considered the hometown of Huang Laogui. "

Mu Zi was silent.

Mu Zening checked the candles at the four corners and said, "Let all your people go out."

Mu Zi was slightly taken aback, looking at the bodyguard at the door, hesitant.

She was very afraid of being alone with Mu Zening.

Mu Zening seemed to have seen her hesitation, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, he neither urged nor said anything, just sat quietly on the sofa and waited for Mu Zi to make a decision.

Mu Zi knew that if no one was allowed to go out, Mu Zening would not start.

"Go and watch outside." Mu Zi said.

There are all her people outside, Mu Zi thinks that even if Mu Zening wants to do something, he should weigh the consequences.

After all the bodyguards went out, Mu Zi looked at him: "Is it okay now?"

Mu Zening said, "Give me your hand."

"What?" Mu Zi thought she had heard wrong.

Mu Zening stretched out his hand, with the palm facing up, and said again: "Give me your hand."

Mu Zi frowned, and gently placed her hand in his palm——