Strange Tales of the Ghosts

Wangchuan had no intention of meddling in human affairs, but since Han Ruomei was his patient, he had to intervene. After asking about the situation, Sui Han Ruomei came to the place she mentioned. What Wangchuan did not expect was... The hazy mountain a hundred years ago has now been opened up and turned into a school, and this school is exactly where Li Wenyu went to school. The school is deserted at night, even the dormitory building has no lights, and the existence of the doorman is almost non-existent for invisible people like Wangchuan and Han Ruomei.

Han Ruomei floated ahead and arrived in front of the teaching building. She pointed inside and said to Wangchuan, "Sir, it's inside."

"Yeah." Wangchuan looked at the teaching building coldly. No wonder, no wonder he would also feel the Yin Qi of this school during the day. He originally thought it was the ghost gate, but he didn't expect it to be under the teaching building. There is actually a demon baby.

Wangchuan and Han Ruomei were about to enter the teaching building. Suddenly Han Ruomei screamed and left Wangchuan behind with a whoosh, rushing in as fast as possible. When Wangchuan chased after him, he saw only a man about sixteen years old. The seven-year-old boy was kneeling on the ground and breathless... After Wangchuan checked, he found that the child had no soul. Logically speaking, Guizhao would not move so fast. The only possibility is...

When Han Ruomei met Wangchuan's eyes, she nodded. She had seen this happen more than once. Although she had no intention of harming these people, these people might have died because of her children.

In order to prevent others from discovering their existence, Wangchuan pulled Han Ruomei out of the school and came to a dark place.

"This must be your son's doing, right?"

"Sir, please, save my son no matter what, I know he doesn't want to. If he had been alive, he would not have become a demon baby..." Han Ruomei was afraid that Wangchuan would not help, and that Wangchuan would look for him. Who would deal with his own child, so he begged.

Wangchuan glanced at Han Ruomei and said coldly: "Do you know the specific whereabouts of your son?"

Han Ruomei shook her head...

"Since you don't know, there's nothing I can do about it for a while." After saying that, Wangchuan turned and left, and when he was about to walk away, he suddenly looked back at Han Ruomei. "If you don't want your son to go to the eighteenth level of hell, you'd better find a way to stop it, otherwise there will be too much karma and I can't do anything about it."

"Thank you, sir." Han Ruomei bowed and looked at Wangchuan disappearing into the night...

Wangchuan thought that he was traveling unnoticed, but he didn't know that there was a pair of eyes staring at him from behind. The moment he entered the villa and opened the door to his room, the lights in the corridor turned on, and a man leaned against the wall. He lazily asked: "Where have you been?"

"Take a walk." Wangchuan glanced at Li Wenyu and was about to open the door and go in. Li Wenyu stopped in front of Wangchuan and asked reluctantly: "Why take a walk in the middle of the night?"

"Although I am your bodyguard, there is no need to report everything to you." Wangchuan's expression was cold because he had not learned other expressions yet, and he was a little worried about what Li Wenyu would find out.

At this time, Li Wenyu smiled, raised his eyebrows and looked at Wangchuan: "You work for me, of course I have the right to know where you have been...and your identity."

"..." Wangchuan's expression was very single, but his heart was a little complicated.

Li Wenyu put his hands on his chest and stared at Wangchuan: "Do you need me to find a private detective to check your identity or..."