After hearing what the woman on the sofa said, the middle-aged man's expression changed immediately and he said hurriedly.

"Don't say that, after all, it was Taoist Master Mu who brought him here..."

"Why can't I say it? After all, I'm here for the reward! Song Yong, Song Yong, you are so willing. Just to find a daughter you picked up, you issued a one-million-dollar bounty! Maybe, from the beginning to the end,

"Tail, it was all directed and acted by that little bitch. Now" the middle-aged woman said disdainfully, obviously unhappy with the man's rebuttal.

"Can those people compare to Taoist Master Mu? He is the headmaster of Baihe Temple and a cultivator!" the middle-aged man said with a livid face.

"Humph, here are the cultivators. The Taoist priests don't even have peach wood swords and talismans. It seems that they are not doing well. It's not just for your one million, otherwise no cultivator would be so concerned about it?" The middle-aged woman said with a look.

He said tit for tat with an extremely arrogant look.

"Fart, I'm Bai Heguan. The big forces in the capital don't care about a mere one million bounty!"

"Then you tell me, if we are not relatives and we are not from our hometown, why should we help us? I think these two people are the ones that the little bitch found for himself."

…

"Is this Song Mengyun's home?" Ye Xiao asked in surprise.

After losing their daughter, the two of them could still quarrel like this over trivial matters?

The most speechless thing is that the reason for their quarrel was just a reward of one million Chinese coins?

It is not difficult to tell from the few words spoken by these two people that Song Mengyun was not taken seriously in this family.

Except for her adoptive father who cared a little about her, the adoptive mother on the sofa completely treated her as an outsider.

"Yes, these two are her adoptive parents. It's pitiful to say that Miss Song has been an orphan since she was a child. Her adoptive parents didn't treat her well." Mu Taoren noticed Ye Xiao's face and shook his head angrily.

He replied, "In recent years, the Song family has relied on Miss Song to tell fortunes for wealthy people, and has gradually accumulated some family property. Only then has it entered the upper class circle of West Lake City. Therefore, it does not know much about the world of cultivation. Young Master, don't be familiar with them."

."

Does the headmaster of Baihe Temple care about a mere one million Chinese coins?

But some people are like this, they only believe what they believe and think that what they see is everything in this world.

But once you start arguing with her, you lose.

The two people in the hall exchanged words with each other, and soon they started arguing, completely leaving Ye Xiao and Mu Taoren aside.

"Tell them to stop arguing. I have something to ask them." Ye Xiao frowned and ordered Mu Taoist.

Immediately, Mu Taoren nodded and snorted coldly towards the hall.

"Stop arguing, just think that I did it for one million Chinese coins."

There was a trace of vitality in his words, which was like a thunder that exploded in the ears of the two people.

If it weren't for the great god Ye Xiao, how could he be interested in helping a third-rate family find a daughter?

Therefore, the attitude of the Song family immediately made him angry.

"My ears, my ears can't hear! Call an ambulance quickly." The middle-aged woman covered her ears and rolled from the sofa to the ground.

Two-thirds of Mu Taoist's energy entered her ears, so the middle-aged woman's injuries were more serious.

"Master Mu, don't be angry. This woman has no brains. She can't even tell the difference between good and evil." The middle-aged man was calmer than the middle-aged woman. Seeing that Master Mu got angry, he hurriedly said.

Although he had just entered the upper-class circles, he also knew some things about the cultivation world through subtle influences.

If you give a person of Mu Daoren's status one million, they won't even be happy to see you.

"Don't talk nonsense. Just answer whatever my young master asks." Mu Taoist said majestically.

"Young Master?" Song Yongren glanced at Ye Xiao doubtfully, and there was an uproar in his heart.

The young man in front of him was really too young. Whether it was his dress or his face and body shape, he was clearly a student who had just graduated from university.

But it was such a person who could actually make a big boss like Mu Daoren treat him with respect.

How high will this young man's status be?

Song Yongren did not dare to think any further.

"Hello, I am Song Mengyun's father, Songliuxi." The middle-aged man extended his right hand to Ye Xiao and introduced himself.

"What's going on on this floor? Why is it so messy?" Ye Xiao asked coldly without even looking at Song Yongren's extended hand.

The entire hall of the villa was in a mess, and it had obviously been rummaged through.

Just now, Ye Xiao's consciousness scanned the entire hall, and other than a few messy footprints, he didn't find much.

"It was the private detective I hired, and they searched it." Song Yongren explained.

"Didn't I tell you not to touch anything in the room and wait for me to come back?" Mu Taoren said angrily.

"They really didn't let them move in my little girl's room. I just asked them to look around the perimeter." Song Yongren hurriedly explained.

After Song Mengyun disappeared, the Song family was in chaos. He was also a little confused, so he hired the most prestigious private detective to investigate the matter.

"Where is the room where Song Mengyun disappeared?" Ye Xiao frowned and asked lightly.

A layman will only destroy useful clues, leaving no valuable clues on the first floor.

"It's on the second floor, I'll take you there." Song Yongren said quickly.

…

After going up to the second floor and walking through a corridor, Ye Xiao followed Song Yongren to the room at the end of the corridor.

A "crunch" sound

When I opened the door, the smell of Laotan pickled cabbage hit my nostrils.

Ye Xiao couldn't help but pinch his nose, frowned, and asked coldly:

"Didn't you just say that no one had touched anything in the room?"

This room is a bit too messy!

As far as the eye can see, there is a chaotic scene.

In the room, as long as it was possible to stay, it was filled with a large number of antiques and cultural relics.

Slates, clay figures, murals, bronze statues, stone statues, stone tools, bronzes, fossils, and even various animal skeletons, it seems that the entire museum collection is packed into this small room.

Therefore, no matter which angle you look at it from, it seems to have nothing to do with a girl's room. Not only does it not look like a girl's room, but it looks more like a large garbage dump.

"It's true that no one has touched anything in the room! It's just like this!" Song Yongren cried, feeling Ye Xiao's cold gaze.

"Ahem, this is indeed the original appearance of Miss Song's room. Miss Song likes archaeological collections and often stays up late to study these things, so the room looks a bit messy." Mu Daoren explained.
Chapter completed!