Chapter 577 The Cruel Truth
Shen Wan looked straight at him, his eyes like lightning: "You think your parents abandoned you, right?"
"Yes, my master said it himself. I was abandoned by my biological parents because my family was too poor to support me."
"Hahaha what a ridiculous reason."
"If you can't afford to raise me, why did you give birth to me? You gave birth to me and then threw me into the garbage. What am I, garbage?"
Weng Ming roared with a ferocious expression.
Shen Wan threw him a piece of paper.
Weng Ming took it and looked at it, only to see that it was a missing person notice. The paper had already turned yellow, and on it was a one-year-old photo of a baby boy, as well as detailed identity information, including where he was lost.
"What do you mean by showing this to me?" Weng Ming's heart sank and he became inexplicably uneasy.
Chen Wan said calmly: "It's obvious, isn't it."
"You were not abandoned by your biological parents, but abducted!"
Weng Ming held the missing relatives notice tightly and sneered, "Kidnapped? This is the funniest joke ever!"
"Your real name is Mu Qian'an, and you are the only child of the Mu family in the capital of China. When you went missing, it was not long after you took your one-year-old photo. The Mu family's nanny took you to the park to play, and you were kidnapped before she knew it."
"Your biological mother went crazy for two years because of this, and was hit by a car and killed on her way to find you. Your biological father has been looking for you all these years, and he has spent all his family fortune and traveled around hundreds of cities in China.
Unfortunately, fate played a trick on him. A few years ago, your father had no money for food and drink and could no longer afford to stay in a hotel, so he just found a deserted amusement park to spend the night. Once he entered, he never came out. "
Chen Wan stared at him, "This amusement park is the cursed park where you set up the soul-locking altar yourself."
"Your biological father was killed by you."
Weng Ming was shocked, but he still insisted: "You are talking nonsense. Don't think you can fool me just by finding a piece of torn paper. I won't be fooled!"
Chen Wan chuckled and said, "It is written in the missing relatives notice that Mu Qian'an has a butterfly-shaped birthmark under his left arm. What about you, Elder Weng? Do you have it?"
Weng Mingru was struck by lightning, his whole body froze, and he subconsciously pressed his left arm.
He did have a butterfly-shaped birthmark on the underside of his left arm, shaped like a dead leaf butterfly, but no one knew about it.
"I have heard about the kidnapping of the only son of the Mu family." An elder recalled: "Decades ago, the Mu family was considered one of the top ten families in the imperial capital. His family has been a single-line family for three generations. It was not easy to have Mu Qian'an, and the whole family cherished him very much."
"Ever since Mu Qian'an disappeared, the Mu family has been focusing on finding their son, and gradually their family business has collapsed."
Weng Ming roared, "Shut up! Stop lying to me! Master said that I was abandoned by my parents. I am not Mu Qian'an!"
Shen Wan said faintly: "Since you grew up in the Chrysanthemum Sect, you must have seen many children besides yourself, right?"
"Didn't your master also say that they were all abandoned by their parents?"
"I don't think you know how important boys were decades ago. Who would be willing to throw away a boy?"
"The Chrysanthemum Sect has a vicious evil magic called living sacrifice, which uses the bodies and souls of young boys and girls to refine a powerful black grudge."
"You were abducted by the Chrysanthemum Sect and taken to Fuso. Those with good aptitude were trained to become Onmyoji and kept as assassins. Those without good aptitude would only end up being sacrificed alive."
Weng Ming's face gradually turned paler, and his lips began to tremble.
"No, that's not the case..."
Chen Wan: "Whether you are Mu Qian'an or not is easy to investigate. Your biological father left his blood sample at the Public Security Bureau, and his DNA information has been entered into the database. We can just compare it with yours to find out whether you are Mu Qian'an or not."
"Don't try to deceive me!" Weng Ming roared with a pale face: "Chen Wan, you are just trying to sow discord!"
"Are you afraid?" Chen Wan said murderously, "You are afraid that the faith you have held on to for many years is all fake, and the so-called grace of adoption is all a scam based on your blood relationship."
"The person you call your savior is actually your enemy who caused you to lose your biological parents."
Weng Ming collapsed and said, "Shut up! Shut up! I told you to shut up!"
Chen Wan continued, "Your biological father could have lived another twenty years, but he mistakenly entered the cursed paradise and died tragically there. His soul was corroded and finally turned to ashes."
"He never knew until his death that the person who killed him was actually his own son whom he had been thinking about day and night and searching for for decades."
Weng Ming's legs went limp and he collapsed to the ground.
Shen Wan looked at him as he collapsed, without a single sympathy.
"Weng Ming, no, Mu Qian'an, you should have had a great life. Qian'an Qian'an, it shows how much hope your biological parents have for you and how much they love you."
"And you were deceived by the Chrysanthemum Sect and knew nothing. You hated them for decades and even killed them directly."
"Chen Wan..." Weng Ming raised his head, his eyes terribly red, "Give me some time, I want to confirm it myself."
"No!" Ji Yaoguang stopped him, "Who knows if you will take the opportunity to run away."
Weng Ming's face was terribly gloomy at this time, "My life is in the hands of Chen Wan, where can I run to?"
"I just need to confirm some things. It won't take too long, just one night. I will be back tomorrow."
He spoke earnestly.
Chen Wan curled his lips slightly, "Okay, I'll give you one night, go and confirm it."
"Thank you!" Weng Ming stumbled to his feet.
The disciples made way for a passage.
Each step he took was extremely heavy, as if his legs were filled with thousands of pounds of weight.
Weng Ming walked to the open space and took out a talisman to use.
Watching his figure disappear into the darkness, Ji Yaoguang asked worriedly, "Wanwan, he won't cheat, will he?"
Chen Wan smiled, "I don't know if he will cheat or not, but when a person's beliefs that he has held on to for many years collapse before his eyes, only when he is allowed to tear open the bloody truth with his own hands, will he know how to make a choice."
She paused and looked at the stack of information in her hand.
This was given to her by Sect Leader Ji before dinner, and it was all about the investigation on Weng Ming.
Among them is his specialty, the formation.
"Wanwan, is what you said true? Is Elder Weng really the only son of the Mu family?" Ji Yaoguang asked curiously.
Chen Wan nodded: "I also asked Wugui to check his real horoscope, and only then did I know that he was Mu Qian'an."
"Then his father really died in the Cursed Paradise, and his soul was burned..." Ji Yaoguang suddenly covered his mouth.
Chen Wan sighed: "I can only say that fate plays tricks on us, it's all destiny."
This night was very short for Shen Wan and the others, but very long for Weng Ming.
Just as the sky was getting light, Weng Ming's figure appeared at the gate of the Huang School.
He was covered in blood, holding a bloody head in his hands, and collapsed at the gate of the mountain, exhausted.
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