I'm just a "little half fairy"

Yan Ting nodded vigorously, indicating that she was going to sleep now, then looked at Xu Mowen, and then looked out of the window, the meaning in her eyes was obvious: It's so late, do you want to go home?

Fortunately, Xu Mowen understood what he meant, and gave him a worried look: "I'm going back first, you go to sleep."

Yan Ting promised to go to bed right away.

Xu Mowen shook his head and walked out of the shop.

Yan Ting quickly observed the puppet on the ground, it was like a mass of hair from a black dog, lying softly on the ground, from a chubby black fat man to a shriveled piece, much less humanoid .

Yan Ting picked it up and called Wang Yuan: "I found it, come and get it."

Wang Yuan was stunned on the other end of the phone: "Damn it, so fast! You are a god."

Yan Ting kept the money, and was proud of it, there was no puppet who came to the door to tell the story, but said: "I can't be called a god, but I can be called a half-immortal."

After more than half an hour, a black car parked outside the shop, and several tall men in suits got out of the car.

Wang Puhe was not at ease and followed him in person.

When Wang Yuan saw him, he couldn't help forgetting that the master was still there, and ran directly to Yan Ting, casting admiring gazes: "Yes, brother, you are so awesome!"

Perhaps it was because Wang Puhe claimed that he wanted to find the Jade Fate Knot, but in the end he didn't even keep an eye on the ghost puppet. At this moment, his face was obviously a little uneasy, but he was more concerned about getting the ghost puppet quickly.

When he saw Yan Ting, he said, "Take it out and let me see."

Yan Ting squeezed the flat "black dog hair" in her hand, and handed it to Wang Puhe. It took Wang Puhe a long time to recognize that it was indeed a puppet.

After a moment of silence, Wang Puhe's face became even more serious, and he kept muttering: Terrible, terrible...

Wang Yuan looked puzzled: "Master, what's the matter?"

Wang Puhe picked up the ghost puppet and looked it up and down several times before saying: "The ghost puppet became like this, it must have absorbed all of its energy in an instant, and those who can do this are definitely masters."

After all, he looked at Yan Ting: "Who the hell are you?"

Yan Ting quickly waved her hands: "I didn't do this!"

Wang Puhe frowned: "It's not you? Is there anyone here who is better than you?"

Not really.

In fact, Yan Ting is also very surprised, who can turn the puppet into such a state without making a fuss, but Xu Mowen was the only one in the shop just now, and Xu Mowen can't...

Yan Ting frowned. He recalled what Xu Mowen had done these days - he made a special trip to help him out, came to eat when he had nothing to do (although to be precise, he was doing it himself), and his understanding of Yu Lingzong , and just now, when the puppet rushed over, he just squatted down to tie his shoelaces...

Although all kinds of behaviors are very suspicious, Yan Ting has no direct evidence. Moreover, he has never felt any magic power from Xu Mowen. He looks like an ordinary person except for being handsome.

But he really couldn't explain why the puppet suddenly became like this.

Seeing that Yan Ting was silent, Wang Puhe asked, "Isn't it you? Could it be..."

Yan Ting swallowed nervously, quietly waiting for his next words.

Wang Puhe laughed secretly: "You are indeed a member of the Spirit Controlling Sect. Was this puppet subdued by your master?"

Yan Ting hesitated for a moment, and then smiled meaningfully after realizing it. From Wang Puhe's point of view, he had already acquiesced in what he said.

In fact, Yan Ting was just afraid that if he didn't explain clearly today, Wang Puhe would keep pestering him to the end, so he planned to fool him first, and then he would figure it out slowly.

Wang Puhe was a little excited: "I didn't expect that the old man knew about it long ago, little brother, thank your suzerain for not stealing the ghost puppet for me!"

Yan Ting put on a face and said: "He feels that these crooked ways cannot catch his eyes, and he asked me to warn you, don't use it to do bad things."

At this moment, Wang Puhe respectfully said to Yan Ting as if he had really met the master of the Yuling Sect: "Yes, yes, absolutely not!"

"Okay, ghost, take it away," Yan Ting said to Wang Pu, "If you lose it next time, it's none of my business. I won't refund the money!"

After the group left, Yan Ting stretched her muscles and was about to close the door, but she heard Wang Yuan yelling at the people in the car: "Wait a minute, I forgot to take my phone!" After saying that, she ran back.

Yan Ting was surprised: "When did you leave your phone with me?"

Wang Yuan gave him a wink, and said in a low voice, "I don't have any mobile phones, I'm here to discuss something with you."

"what's up?"

"Do you accept apprentices?"

"Ah?!" Yan Ting was very surprised, "You don't mean to worship me as your teacher?"

Wang Yuan raised his chin and said, "Why not? You are so powerful, I can learn a few tricks for a long time."

"Don't you have a master?"

It's okay if you don't mention this, but when you mentioned this master, Wang Yuan's face drooped, and he looked sad: "My master is good everywhere, but he doesn't want to teach me real skills, just let me use some talismans, wooden swords, etc. , These things are not of much use when they are in danger."

"Then what do you say is the real thing?"

Wang Yuan's eyes lit up: "Just like you! Swish, swish, subdue these demons and goblins in a few strokes!"

Yan Ting wanted to tell him that most of what he relied on was talent, but he was afraid of hurting his self-confidence, so he was thinking about how to use words. Wang Yuan added: "I will pay the tuition fee!"

"We're all friends, why don't you pay tuition fees?" Yan Ting waved her hands artificially, but in the end she couldn't pretend anymore, and tried to test Wang Yuan, "You don't have much money in your hand, do you?"

"Don't worry, I've saved a lot in the past few years!" Wang Yuan said confidently.

Yan Ting felt relieved: "Hey, since you are so studious and we are friends, we should teach!"

Wang Yuan patted his thigh happily: "It's done! I'll come to you when I'm free!"

The people outside urged: "Did you find the phone!"

"Here we come!" Wang Yuan yelled and ran out, and after running a few steps, he didn't forget to turn around and blow a kiss to Yan Ting, making him sick enough.

After finally sending off these great gods, Yan Ting had time to think about ghosts and puppets.

Xu Mowen, maybe I need to know more about him!

After these people left, he couldn't fall asleep either, so he took out a thread-bound book from the last row of shelves with sundries, and sat on the recliner to read it.

There was a faint sound of the TV in the backyard, and without even thinking about it, it was Ruan Lin who had stayed up all night chasing drama until dawn and woke up.

The book in my hand is quite old, and it was dug out from the box of ancient books left by my grandfather. It contains all the introductions of some famous figures in ancient times, including the exercises they practiced and the magic tools they owned. Wait, but many things are just legends and have not been verified.

This book is very thick, Yan Ting flipped through the pages, and it was already late at night before he knew it.

He was a little sleepy, so he got up and made a cup of tea to continue reading.Just as he was yawning again and again, he was attracted by a line in the book.

"The Holy Monarch has the power to take out the spirits of evil spirits with his bare hands, and his speed is unmatched by anyone."

Although there were many sects in ancient times, there were not many who could be called saints. In Yan Ting's impression, apart from the patriarch Qingxuan of the Lingling Sect, only the first generation master of the Yiyang School could be worthy of this title. title now.

This method of dealing with ghosts must have been passed down by the "sage king" in the book.The Yiyang School declined long ago in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, but the Yulingzong still existed, so it is very likely that it was made by the people of the Yulingzong.

Could it be that Xu Mowen is a member of the Spirit Controlling Sect?Then what is his purpose of approaching him?

Before he knew it, the sky had turned white, and Yan Ting, who had been tense all this time, felt a little drowsy at this moment. He closed the book and was about to go to sleep, when he ran into Ruan in the living room who was bouncing around with the little fresh meat on TV. Lin.

Ruan Lin was also startled when she saw Yan Ting: "Oh my god, why aren't you asleep yet?"

"You don't sound like you want me to sleep!"

Ruan Lin probably saw that he was sick, so she didn't argue with him abnormally, and silently turned the volume to the minimum.

Yan Ting didn't sleep well either. In his dream, he dreamed that Xu Mowen was eating with him, and suddenly changed his expression, and rushed towards him with a terrifying face, which woke him up instantly.

When he woke up, it was already past eight o’clock in the morning, Ruan Lin went to sleep, he went out to buy a soy milk fritters by himself, when he passed by the shop next door, he found that the workers in the shop had already started working, Yan Ting could see the walls of the shop were being painted It has become a high-end gray color, and there are a few simple glass chandeliers hanging on the top, and some wooden shelves are placed on the side, and I don't know what business Xu Mowen wants to do.

He remembered what Wang Puhe had said and the dream he had last night, and was going to take a good look at Xu Mo when he heard it.

After waiting until two o'clock in the afternoon, Xu Mowen still didn't come. He tried to send a WeChat message, but no one replied after waiting for a long time.

Maybe he has something to do, but after all, his shop is being renovated, so he will come over sooner or later.

It was not until the evening that Xu Mowen sent a message.

[I have something to do these days, remember to eat on time. 】

Could it be that he was afraid to show up because he was afraid that what happened yesterday would be exposed?

Yan Ting was thinking wildly, three days had passed, he was lying on the bed most of the time these days, and his body had almost recovered.

On the morning of the fourth day, he was woken up by the sound of firecrackers, which seemed to be coming from the next door.He hurriedly put on his clothes and went out.

As soon as he left the store, Yan Ting saw a field of red firecracker skins. Xu Mowen was standing in the middle of the red. He was tall and tall, wearing a milky white sweater, a gray scarf around his neck, and a pair of silver frames Glasses add a bit of bookishness.

He also saw Yan Ting at the same time, and hurriedly called him over: "I'll just wait for you."

Yan Ting saw him holding the opening ceremony with such great fanfare, and couldn't help worrying: "Do you know that setting off firecrackers is prohibited in urban areas..."

Unexpectedly, Xu Mowen really showed a puzzled look: "Didn't they all set off firecrackers before opening?"

It was the past, bro!Yan Ting wondered more and more whether he had been isolated from the world a few years ago.

Xu Mowen pulled Yan Ting and handed him a pair of scissors: "Come and help me cut the ribbon."

Yan Ting picked up the scissors and looked around the empty area, only a few curious neighbors stood far away to join in the fun.

"Didn't you invite anyone for the opening?"

"It's enough to have you here."

Yan Ting gave a dry laugh, raised the scissors, and cut a piece of red silk with big red flowers in two.

Xu Mowen clapped his hands and said joyfully, "My bookstore officially opens today, and you are welcome to be the first customer!"

It turned out to be a bookstore, Yan Ting looked up at the signboard and couldn't help laughing.

The simple signboard reads two simple characters: Bookstore.

Yan Ting thought to herself that you are really talented.

Xu Mowen looked at Yan Ting and smiled, and his mood became better. He took his arm and walked into the store: "Come in and have a look!"