I'm just a "little half fairy"

In the evening, Yan Ting was alone on the recliner in the shop, reading a worn-out ancient book while eating takeaway. At this moment, the mobile phone on the table rang.

Yan Ting turned his eyes away from a pirated ancient book, and caught a glimpse of the message from Wang Yuan.

[Big deal, hurry up! 】

Then he sent another location.

Yan Ting was not in a hurry to reply, and continued to flip through the book whose cover was torn.

He didn't close the book until the lunch box was empty, rubbed his full stomach and threw the empty lunch box into the trash can.

It was completely dark, and there were almost no vendors on the street except for a few stalls selling snacks.

Yan Ting moved the gaudy billboards outside the door and human-shaped standing signs of various gods into the house, and stood side by side behind the iron shelf with fake antiques,

He casually pressed the switch on the wall, and the sign outside the door was lit up with the "Great Promotion for Ching Ming Festival, fortune-telling and ghost exorcism for 99 minus [-]".

At this moment, a gust of wind blew in, the lights in the shop flickered a few times, and the room became very dark.

The wooden door leading to the small courtyard behind the shop was suddenly blown open by the wind, and a girl in a red coat came in with disheveled hair.

She stared at Yan Ting with a pair of empty eyes, and she could still see that her face was extremely pale under the dim light.

She has mastered this unique way of appearing in ghost movies, but Yan Ting is speechless at the moment.

The light bulb in the house had just been replaced two days later, and she broke it again.

Before he could get angry, the girl in red waved her hand: "Sorry, I'm used to it..."

But her tone didn't show the slightest apology, her indifferent expression seemed to say: I was wrong, dare to do it next time.

Yan Ting shook her head, turned off the lamp that was about to flash, turned on the flashlight on her mobile phone, and gave her a disgusted look.

Ruan Lin didn't seem to notice, and walked around the shop leisurely, not feeling that she was a troublesome existence at all.

"You want to go out? Take me?! You're almost suffocated here."

He pointed to a thread-bound book on the shelf, with the words "Requiem for Soul" written on it.

"If you feel bored, you can recite it a few more times, so that you can reincarnate sooner."

Yan Ting turned on the flashlight of the mobile phone, opened the drawer to find a new light bulb, stepped on the bench, unscrewed the light bulb and replaced it.

Ruan Lin touched Yuanshi Tianzun's human-shaped standing tablet and curled her lips: "At least you are here to talk with me, I am not in a hurry to reincarnate."

Yan Ting: I'm in a hurry!

He once fantasized about getting rich by doing dead business, but not only did he not get rich, but he also had to deal with after-sales headaches for these "customers" all day long.

Yan Ting has been living with his grandfather since he was seven years old, and he has taken over the shop since his grandfather passed away.

In the past, grandpa was a well-known "half fairy" in the local area. People who had weddings, funerals, illnesses and disasters in the vicinity would ask him to calculate. These little tricks are also mixed up into a "little half fairy".

He didn't act low-key like his grandfather used to, but directly marked the price clearly, clearly marked the price of fortune-telling, soul calling, and seeking marriage, and he even held a big holiday promotion from time to time.

Many people came to the shop looking for the name of grandpa to tell fortunes, and they were dumbfounded when they saw the situation outside the door, but those who walked into the shop with the idea of ​​"it's better to count if you come" are basically the same. A satisfactory result can be obtained.

Yan Ting knows very well that if he wants to earn money from customers, he must work hard on his speaking skills, that is to say, his words can convince customers.

If grandpa used to tell fortunes by trying to figure out the psychology of customers, then he did it by "seeing".

He can see things that others cannot see, Ruan Lin is an example.

The phone rang again, it was Wang Yuan who was urging, Yan Ting went into the bedroom and twitched a lot, when she came out she had already changed into a set of old-fashioned Taoist clothes, with a beard under her nose, she looked like an authentic The Taoist charlatan.

He bypassed Ruan Lin, took out a yellow flag from the cabinet at the entrance, and walked out of the room.

It had just rained outside, and the air was damp and cold.

Yan Ting walked out of the community. Although the city was brightly lit at this time, there were very few pedestrians on the road at this point in the morning, and a car occasionally passed by.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and he shivered from the cold. Even though he wrapped his clothes tightly, he still felt the cold wind pouring down his neck.

What the hell weather!

"I'm freezing to death..."

Yan Ting turned her head when she heard the voice, and found that Ruan Lin was floating behind her.

She rubbed her hands and couldn't stop breathing, but the air around her became colder and colder...

"How did you come out?!" Yan Ting remembered that she clearly pasted a magic talisman in her room, specially to prevent her from running around.

Ruan Lin spread her hands: "Your broken talisman was blown away by the wind yesterday."

Yan Ting instantly felt very disturbed.

The car I ordered has already arrived nearby, and now the time specified to take Ruan Lin back to the apartment is not enough, so I can only ask her not to make trouble.

The taxi stopped at the entrance of the community. The driver was a chubby middle-aged man. When he saw a man in Taoist uniform and holding a yellow flag getting into the car, he choked on the little song he was humming. inside.

He looked Yan Ting up and down: "This... Taoist priest, is this the car you ordered?"

"Correct."

Seeing that the driver was still staring at her in the rearview mirror, Yan Ting rubbed her nose and explained, "Gathering friends and playing role-playing."

The driver felt that there was nothing wrong and stepped on the accelerator.

In the car, Ruan Lin kept scurrying around in the back seat. She hadn't seen the scenery outside for a long time, so she looked out the window from another side.

Looking at her carefree appearance, Yan Ting even had the illusion that she didn't stay because of resentment.

But this is absolutely impossible, without the support of resentment, wandering souls would not exist at all.

He has encountered quite a few lonely and wild ghosts who are reluctant to leave in the world, but when they have their last wishes fulfilled and their grievances dissipated, they have to leave if they don't want to.

It was the first time meeting someone like Ruan Lin—she told Yan Ting that she couldn't even remember how she died, let alone any resentment.

Yan Ting does not take it seriously, even if Youhun was in a state of amnesia before death, the memory will come back after death, so her resentment can only be hidden.

Yan Ting closed his eyes and wanted to rest for a while, but Ruan Lin didn't stop. He was so annoyed that he couldn't help saying: "Be honest!"

This sound scared the driver to the brakes all of a sudden, he looked back tremblingly, and asked tentatively, "Hit... robbery?!"

Yan Ting sighed helplessly: "If you don't fight, you can drive!"

Along the way, Wang Yuan sent a few more messages, it seemed that he was really in trouble.

After half an hour, Yan Ting finally arrived at the destination.

He and Ruan Lin were standing in front of the gate of a very well-built community with the words "Yonghe Bay" written on it. Just as they were about to go in, they were stopped by security guards, so he had to call Wang Yuan.

After a while, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes ran out in a hurry. After seeing Yan Ting, he asked excitedly, "Are you Master Yan?"

Yan Ting nodded and admitted, the man turned his head and said a few words to the security guard, and then led Yan Ting into the community.

The man in the suit walked quickly, and Yan Ting also quickened his pace. During this period, he did not forget to take a look at the surrounding environment. I have to say that the scenery of this community is like a garden. Ruan Lin, who was floating behind her, couldn't help sighing: "There Where the rich live!"

Yan Ting found that the buildings she saw along the way were almost all villas, and the people who could live here must be either rich or noble, no wonder Wang Yuan said that it was a big deal.

The man led Yan Ting to a European-style villa, and took him up to the second floor without stopping after entering the door.

There are four rooms on the second floor. The living room is furnished in a simple yet luxurious way. Yan Ting was led by a man to a room, and before he entered, he heard the sound of chanting sutras and mantras.

As soon as the door was opened, a strange smell came to his nostrils. Just as Yan Ting was wondering what the smell was, a woman stood up weakly to greet him.

Her hair was a little messy, and her thin face was full of haggardness.

At this time, Wang Yuan, who was also wearing a Taoist robe, was sitting cross-legged in front of a bed. He was wearing a Taoist robe, holding a silver compass in his left hand, and an ancestral yellow talisman in his right hand. Live the scene.

Lying on the bed was a hideous girl, her face was pale, her hair was messy, and her body was tightly tied with ropes.

An inhuman scream came from her throat, and she struggled with her hands and feet, completely ignoring the bloodstains on her body, as if she couldn't feel the pain.

Seeing Yan Ting coming in, Wang Yuan's eyes were first pleasantly surprised and then resentful. Needless to say, he knew that he was complaining that Yan Ting took so long to arrive.

However, it can be seen that he was obviously relieved, he chanted the scriptures and threw the last talisman in his hand.

Yan Ting followed his gestures and found that more than ten identical talismans had been pasted on the head of the bed.

As the yellow talisman fell on the wall, the girl fell silent for an instant.

Yan Ting understands that this kind of talisman won't last long.

Sure enough, within a minute, the lying girl began to struggle again, with an inhuman roar erupting from her throat.

"No, it's getting harder and harder to control." Wang Yuan's brows furrowed, and he threw out two more talismans to calm the agitated girl temporarily.

"It's not an option to go on like this," Yan Ting put Huang Fan aside, "I'll try."

Wang Yuanpan's legs were already numb, he finally stood up, took a deep breath and said to Yan Ting: "Be careful, this thing has a lot of resentment!"

Yan Ting nodded. As soon as he walked to the bed, he found the girl staring at her red eyes, her grinning mouth seemed to be crying and smiling, it was very frightening.

He got closer, and found that there was a bluish-black mark between the girl's collarbones that ordinary people couldn't see, which meant that the evil spirits were about to completely occupy her body.

At this time, the strange smell that he just smelled when he entered the door became stronger again. He took a closer look and found that it was coming from the girl.

Ruan Lin who was behind also floated over, pinched her nose and said, "Why is the smell so strong..."

She suddenly felt a trace of familiarity: Have I smelled it before?

Yan Ting thinks it's not good. Generally, the host who is possessed by a wronged soul will not emit this rancid and pungent smell, unless...

Inside her is an evil spirit that has taken countless lives!