Chapter 213 The Original Owner's Wish

Chapter 213 The Original Owner's Wish

Aunt Wu was in the hands of Shen's father, and she was kidnapped because of herself. Shen Yijin couldn't just leave her alone.

She didn't believe Father Shen, and originally wanted to say a few words to him, and then ask Meng Ping for help to rescue Aunt Wu.

Unexpectedly, she just asked a question in return, and such news exploded from Father Shen’s mouth.

Father Shen actually knew what the original owner's wish was, and he also knew what to do to help the original owner realize his wish.

Shen Yijin's eyes darkened, and she responded in a low voice: "Okay, you wait at the Shen family, I'll be there soon."

"Don't bring your tail with you. If I see anyone other than you, I will kill Aunt Wu immediately!" Before hanging up the phone, Shen's father warned Shen Yijin fiercely, "Don't try to play tricks. I can tell if there is anyone following you, and the same goes for people from the special department!"

Mrs. Shen's birthday party had just passed, how come Father Shen suddenly knew so many things? Obviously during the birthday party, he didn't look very smart...

Shen Yijin narrowed her eyes unconsciously. She suddenly remembered that the people from the special department had judged through the smell that the cameras installed in the villa had the smell of the Shen and Bei families.

The installation of the camera was Bei Lanshan's doing, but Shen's father should be an insider, and he might have contributed to it...

The Shen family was investigated, but it didn't fall to the point it is now. Father Shen may still have a backup plan!

Shen Yijin thought about it, and finally followed what Shen's father said, without telling the police or the people from the special department, and went to Shen's house alone.

The current Shen family is no longer the same as when she came to attend Mrs. Shen’s birthday party. As soon as Shen Yijin arrived at the Shen family, she saw Shen’s father standing at the door.

Most of the servants in the Shen family have been dismissed, and now there are only a dozen nannies and a housekeeper left in the huge Shen family.

"You are quite obedient." Father Shen no longer looked as glorious as before. He looked haggard and said in a mocking tone, "Why, aren't you afraid of not being able to return now?"

"If you want to keep my life, it depends on whether you have the ability to do so." Shen Yijin responded indifferently.

Father Shen was so angry with her: "You dare to talk to me like this, aren't you afraid that I will kill Aunt Wu? I know she is very important to you."

In fact, at the beginning, Father Shen wanted to tie Bei Shitao and Aunt Wu back together, but Bei Shitao was accompanied by that damn fox, and the people he sent failed after trying several times.

Besides, Bei Lanshan attached great importance to Bei Shitao. Although he was no longer in the imperial capital, any news from the imperial capital would reach his ears at the first time. Unless it was absolutely necessary, Father Shen did not want to offend Bei Lanshan, so he only kidnapped Aunt Wu and brought her back.

But he felt a little regretful now. He seemed to have overestimated the importance of Aunt Wu in Shen Yijin's heart. Shen Yijin didn't seem to care that much about Aunt Wu's life or death.

Shen Yijin sneered: "Aunt Wu is not at the Shen family at all. Your every move is being watched by the police now, so you dare not kill anyone. You can lie to me about those words, but don't take them seriously."

"Don't beat around the bush. You know why I came here. Tell me, what do you want me to give you in exchange for information?"

Father Shen was caught off guard by Shen Yijin's straight ball.

The Shen Yijin in his memory was completely different from the one now. Facing the Shen Yijin in front of him, he suddenly wasn't sure if his bargaining chips could convince Shen Yijin.

"I want you to help the Shen family make a comeback. You are so close to the police now. With just a little bit of operation, the Shen family can be reborn." Shen's father stated his purpose.

Chen Yijin's expression remained unchanged: "Where is the news I want to hear? Tell me first, is your bargaining chip worth my help?"

Father Shen's eyes roamed back and forth on Shen Yijin's face, trying to judge from her expression whether she was bluffing him.

But obviously, he failed.

Father Shen took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said, “Come with me.”

He turned and left, not caring whether Shen Yijin followed him or not.

Shen Yijin quickly followed behind Shen's father and walked into the study room that Shen's father had never allowed the original owner to set foot in.

He rotated the ceramic vase on the bookshelf, and after rotating it to the left three times, the bookshelf automatically moved away, revealing a dark room.

“Follow me.” Father Shen looked back at Shen Yijin and walked into the dark room first.

Shen Yijin followed.

In the middle of the dark room, she saw a cross with a long-haired woman nailed to it with long nails.

The woman lowered her head, her hair covering her face, and Shen Yijin could only vaguely see a pair of tightly closed eyes through the gaps in her hair.

The long nail pierced through the palm, and the blood that oozed from the palm had long since dried up. The blood oxidized and coagulated, and became as black as ink.

Father Shen showed no mercy, grabbed the woman's hair, and lifted her up by her head.

Shen Yijin's breathing stagnated. The woman's facial features were 90% similar to hers.

"The person you've been looking for is right here." Father Shen laughed for some reason. "In fact, you guessed it a long time ago. She is in the study, but you couldn't even get close to the study before. If it weren't for that idiot Shen Yihe who messed up everything, you would never be able to get in here in your life!"

Shen Yijin frowned, wondering if Father Shen was crazy.

With the original owner's ability, it should be easy to enter this dark room. How could it be like what Father Shen said, that he would never be able to enter in his lifetime.

As soon as she had this thought, a female voice sounded in her sea of ​​consciousness: "He is right. There is something in the study that can restrain me. It is an evil object made from my birth date and umbilical cord blood. If I get close to it, I will lose my mind. If I force my way in, there will only be one outcome. I will be affected by the evil object and commit suicide."

It was the original owner's voice.

Shen Yijin wanted to turn around to see if the original owner had come. The original owner noticed her intention and stopped her in time: "You don't have to look for me. I couldn't get in at the beginning, and I still can't get in now. It's just because of your specialness that I can see everything around me through your eyes."

"Can you tell me what your wish is now?" Shen Yijin tried to communicate with the original owner using his spiritual sense.

The original owner sighed and said, "The person nailed to the cross is my mother. She is the incarnation of part of the world's consciousness. She worked as Meng Po in the underworld for hundreds of years. She was tired of Meng Po's work, so she drank Meng Po soup to cleanse her memory and reincarnate. Later, she met this bastard."

"My mother's existence is very special, but He himself is not aware of it. As long as He treats people sincerely, they will make a wish to Him and their wishes will come true. This bastard accidentally discovered this, and then joined forces with the current Madam Shen to kill my mother."

"They heard it from somewhere and thought that the mother was a god. After He gave birth, they pierced His heart with an iron nail and nailed it here, hoping to steal His power and realize their own ambitions. The funny thing is that they didn't steal the mother's power, but they have come all the way to where they are now..."

Shen Yijin didn't want to hear the bloody story between the original owner's mother and Shen's father, so she interrupted and asked, "So what is your wish, to avenge your mother?"

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