I'm just a "little half fairy"

When he arrived at the station, it was still a few minutes before ten o'clock. He just sat on his seat and took a breath when a man with a bag walked over. He shouted to the not-so-spacious waiting room: "Jinxi Town gone!"

Yan Ting hurriedly took out the ticket and left the waiting room, and followed the man onto a somewhat dilapidated bus.

There were not many people in the car, Yan Ting found a seat by the window and sat down, and then four or five passengers came up one after another.

After the car started, it drove out of the city. There were fewer and fewer buildings around, and the sky was gradually getting darker. He had checked the weather forecast earlier, and it seemed that it was going to rain.

The smell of gasoline in the car mixed with the smell of cigarettes made Yan Ting feel a little uncomfortable. He rummaged through his backpack and found that he had forgotten the motion sickness medicine.

He wanted to open the window to get some air, but found that the car window could not be opened at all. After several attempts, he had to give up.

When the bus passed a section of mountain road, it started to bump up. Yan Ting felt that his stomach was turning upside down, but the journey was not over half, so he could only try to close his eyes and rest his mind.

Before he had rested for a while, the car jolted violently, making him almost vomit.

At this moment, he felt someone pat himself on the back, and then a slender white hand reached out.

"Motion sickness pills."

A man's voice came from behind.

Only then did Yan Ting realize that there was a small bottle in that hand. He turned around and found a young man wearing a hat sitting behind him.

Yan Ting took the medicine bottle and said thank you.But it was strange in his heart, how did he know that he was motion sick?

The man behind him pinched the hat with his fingers and lifted it up, revealing a sharp-edged face, and said with a smile, "You're welcome."

I go!

Yan Ting was startled.

"Xu Mowen?! Why do you..."

The person in the back seat pointed to the medicine bottle in Yan Ting's hand: "Put it in your mouth and it will be fine in a while."

Looking at the medicine bottle in her hand, Yan Ting didn't know what to ask first, so she poured out a medicine and put it in her mouth, and asked vaguely, "Why are you here?"

"Didn't you tell me that I'm going to visit a relative." He took the medicine bottle that Yan Ting handed back and rubbed it in his hands.

Yan Ting didn't believe what he said, she just thought it was a bit strange that he followed her everywhere like this - what exactly did he want to do?

Motion sickness pills are very effective, and Yan Ting's discomfort soon eased after taking a pill. He couldn't help but ask, "How do you know I'm motion sick?"

Xu Mowen rested his right leg on his left, and continued to play with the medicine bottle: "Guess."

Yan Ting didn't know what to pick up, so she turned around with a dry smile.

The sky outside the car window was getting darker and darker. It was clearly noon, but it seemed that it was going to be night. The driver had to turn on the lights.

Yan Ting was bored looking at the scenery outside the window, at this moment, the bus suddenly braked suddenly.

Everyone was still in shock, the driver stuck his head out of the window and cursed: "What kind of blind thing, get out of the way!"

Other people in the car looked out one after another, and Yan Ting also followed everyone's gaze, and found a little boy with disheveled hair standing on the road illuminated by the headlights, he was dressed in tatters, squatting Pick up something on the ground.

As if he didn't hear the driver's words, he picked up something unhurriedly. The driver opened the car door angrily and jumped down.

Yan Ting saw the driver pointing at the little boy and saying these things. Seeing that the boy didn't move, he stretched out his hand to pull him, but the next second he yelled and backed away.

"Ghost... ghost!"

He screamed and climbed into the car, sat in the driver's seat and dressed roughly.

"What's going on!" The people in the car were frightened by his actions.

The driver stared and said incoherently: "He... ghost... ghost!"

"what?!"

The people in the car were suddenly terrified and made a mess in an instant.

Yan Ting took advantage of the chaos and walked forward, looking at the little boy outside through the front glass of the bus.

He was still looking down to pick up things on the ground not far away, but his movements were very slow. Yan Ting carefully observed his movements and found that his hands hadn't moved anywhere, and there was nothing in that open space!

Yan Ting immediately understood what was going on - she lost her soul.

The spirit power of the lost soul is low, and he cannot enter the body of a living person. He can only possess the dead body of Yu, who has just passed away, to find the most important thing he lost during his lifetime.

This kind of thing won't hurt people, but if some unlucky person encounters it, it will be scared to death.

But it's strange to say that this thing usually moves around the tomb, but this time it really ran a little far.

In order to appease the people in the car, Yan Ting said loudly on purpose: "I said brother driver, don't bluff people, what's wrong with this world, I'll go down and have a look!"

The driver panicked: "Don't, it's really a ghost!"

Regardless of persuasion, Yan Ting opened the car door and jumped out, walking towards the boy.

Everyone watched Yan Ting approaching the boy squatting on the ground in horror, and couldn't help sweating for him.

Yan Ting walked up to him, squatted down, and blocked the boy from everyone's eyes.

"What did you lose?" he asked.

The boy paused, raised his head to look at him, pointed at him with two black holes to be precise, and said slowly: "Finger, my finger, it's gone..."

His voice was hoarse, not like a human voice, and it sounded weird in this environment.

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and picked it up, muttering softly: "The car, it's crushed, it's all broken..."

Yan Ting guessed that the lost soul must have been in a car accident and his finger was crushed.

Yan Ting said, "Why are you looking for your fingers?"

"Play the piano, I still want to play the piano, competition, competition... the competition is coming to an end, it's too late!"

He suddenly became frantic, rubbed his already messy hair with his fingers, and kept muttering: "It's too late, it's too late..."

Yan Ting suddenly said: "Your finger is here."

The boy stopped and looked at Yan Ting curiously.

Yan Ting took out a talisman paper from his sleeve, folded it a few times and stuffed it into his hand: "Here."

The boy took it and immediately laughed, muttering, "Finger, my finger..."

He stood up, snatched the talisman from the boy's hand, and said, "I'll give you this if you want, and go back to where you should be."

The boy nodded his head, took the "finger" that Yan Ting handed him, and ran towards the woods on one side.

To deal with this kind of thing, a simple cover-up is enough.

When he returned to the car, a group of people were watching him.

Yan Ting said with a smile: "I'll just say, what the hell is it? It's clearly a child who ran away from home. Give him a candy and coax him away."

After hearing this, everyone collectively breathed a sigh of relief. Compared to encountering a ghost in the middle of the night, they are of course more willing to believe Yan Ting's words.

Only the driver is still doubting himself: "Did I read it wrong? Impossible, that's obvious..."

Yan Ting patted him on the shoulder: "Master, go get some glasses when you have time."

The people in the car burst into laughter.

When he returned to his seat, Xu Mowen was still sitting there leisurely, as if nothing happened just now.

He said leisurely: "I can't tell, you are quite good at coaxing children."

Yan Ting said: "That is, I look so harmless to humans and animals, which child would not like it!"

The person in the back seat smiled, pulled down his hat, and stopped talking.

At nearly two o'clock in the afternoon, the bus stopped near a gas station in Jinxi Town.

Yan Ting also woke up from her doze, put the backpack in her arms on her shoulders, yawned and got out of the car.

It was still dark all around, and a gust of cold wind made him shiver.

"Want a coat?"

Yan Ting turned her head and found that Xu Mowen, who had followed her down, had already taken off her coat and handed it over.

He quickly refused: "No, no, I'm not cold!"

Xu Mowen paused and had no choice but to put his coat back on.

The address the man gave him was not in the town, but in a village under the town.He checked the map on his mobile phone and found that the village was still more than [-] kilometers away.

There were very few taxis in the town, and he waited for almost half an hour before seeing one, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop it.

Xu Mowen also came over, Yan Ting looked at him and said, "Your relatives can't live where I'm going, can they?"

Xu Mowen adjusted his hat and got into the car as soon as he got short: "It's a coincidence."

Brother, is this too obvious for you?

Yan Ting couldn't bear it any longer, and asked, "Why do you follow me all the time?"

Xu Mowen curled his lips innocently: "You can't help it if you don't believe it."

Yan Ting didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore, closed the rear door, opened the front door, and sat in the passenger seat.

When the driver heard the location they asked for, he hurriedly said, "That place is very remote, and I won't be able to get anyone back when I come back..."

Yan Ting was in a bad mood, and said impatiently: "Go ahead, I'll give you double."

The driver saw that he was a cheerful person, so he didn't say anything, and drove out of the town with a kick of the accelerator.

At the beginning, the road was smooth, but later it became narrower and more difficult to walk, and Yan Ting began to feel uncomfortable again, but with the help of the motion sickness medicine just now, he still can't spit it out.

Finally arrived at the village the man said, the driver stopped the car at the entrance of the village.

Yan Ting got out of the car after paying, and finally came back to life.He took a big breath of fresh air, looked around for a while, and saw a road sign not far away that said "Wuluo Village".

He walked to the village, looked at Xu Mowen behind him, and said, "Your relative's house is coming soon, take me to see it?"

What he thought in his heart was, let me see how you pretend!

Xu Mowen's expression remained unchanged, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and he walked in front of Yan Ting to lead the way.

Passing by several rows of low tile-roofed houses, Xu Mowen stopped in front of one of the yards.A simple fence surrounded the yard, and two big white geese in the yard saw strangers standing outside their house, stretched their necks and barked at them.

Hearing the sound, an old woman in a gray and white floral coat came out with a cane. She was hunched over and staggering, her eyes seemed to be failing, and she squinted to look out.

When she saw who it was, she let out a surprised "Oh" and quickened her pace.She opened the door tremblingly, walked up to Yan Ting, and held his hand tightly.

"Are you... Xiaowen?"

"It's me, grandma." Xu Mowen looked at her with a smile.

Yan Ting was stunned, so he really didn't lie to himself? !