I'm just a "little half fairy"

When Yu Huaming was ready to be released as a pigeon for the third time, he never expected that Yan Ting would pack up and wait for him early in the morning.

He was a little flattered until he saw Xu Mowen walking out from behind Yan Ting.

The memory of being beaten to the ground by this man in the hotel came back to my mind, and I felt a pain in my face for no reason.

"He wants to follow? My master only sees you alone."

Yan Ting's reasons were well prepared: "How do I know whether the place you are taking me to is dangerous or not? It's always right to find someone to protect me!"

Yu Hua gave a "cut" and said disdainfully, "He only has better legs and feet. If our people really want to do something to you, it's useless to go with ten of them!"

Yan Ting just wants to tell him that it is better not to be too frivolous, and he will always suffer in the future.But he just patted Yu Huaming on the shoulder: "Very good."

"What's good?"

Yan Ting glanced at him before stepping into the car: "Confidence is pretty good."

When Xu Mowen passed by Yu Huaming, he gave Yu Huaming a sideways glance. The look made Yu Huaming unconsciously turn sideways to make way for him. He waited for the two of them to get into the car before walking towards the co-pilot.

From the rearview mirror, he saw that Xu Mowen was resting with his legs crossed and his eyes closed. He also put his left leg on his right leg and raised his head slightly like Xu Mowen.

Seeing Yan Ting swiping his phone next to Xu Mowen, various divine songs were playing in the video, he cleared his throat and said, "Don't forget to mute your phone when you see my master later."

Yan Ting looked up: "Why, your master is allergic to bells?"

Yu Huaming felt that talking to him was really strenuous: "I mean, I want you to show some respect. What if my master is talking to you? Is it okay if your phone rang?"

"Heh, those who didn't know thought you were looking for me for a work meeting."

He even thought a little proudly, what is precious about your master?My master is asleep and I dare to watch videos in front of him!

Yu Huaming didn't want to talk to him anymore, but after a while, she couldn't help reminding: "Anyway, be careful for a while, don't talk nonsense, after all, many celebrities and wealthy businessmen will respect him when they see him..."

This time Yan Ting ignored him, turned off his phone, and closed his eyes with Xu Mowen to rest his mind.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Ting was awakened by Yu Hua's name.He stretched and got out of the car with Xu Mowen.

The car drove to the foot of a mountain, and Yan Ting glanced at it, and found that it was Qiuling Mountain, a tourist attraction around Qingyun City.

Although he has never been here, it is often reported on TV. He knows that many people come here to see the maple leaves every autumn, and many people come here to pray to gods and worship Buddha on weekdays.

"Your sect is in the scenic spot?"

Yu Huaming smiled disdainfully: "What do you mean in a scenic spot... This scenic spot is run by us!"

"Ah, are you still in business?"

"That's not true! This is only a small part of it. We are involved in many fields, such as antique business, real estate development, jewelry business..." Yu Huaming counted them one by one, and the more he talked, the more airy he became.

Now he feels more and more that Yan Ting dared to refuse his master's invitation at the beginning because he didn't know his master's status, so he continued to popularize science: "Our sect is in the most prosperous area of ​​the capital, and the old man only came here recently It's just a vacation."

He tilted his head and glanced at Yan Ting: "Do you know my master's status in society now?"

Yan Ting nodded: "Super rich!"

Seeing that he was finally enlightened, Yu Huaming felt a little more at ease: "However, the status of my master cannot be measured by money. Those who come to invite my master to work are either rich or expensive, but they can't be moved. It depends on whether my master is happy or not."

Following behind Yu Huaming, Yan Ting asked Xu Mowen in a low voice: "He is quite the suzerain, how is it compared to your time?"

Xu Mowen raised his eyebrows: "It's much more beautiful than when I was in office!"

Yan Ting laughed: "Hearing what you said, I really want to meet this old man."

Over there, Yu Huaming greeted the scenic spot staff and brought them in.

As soon as they entered the door, they saw a stone path between two rows of lush old trees, and the sign next to it had an arrow pointing to the right, and it said "Go up the mountain from here".

Not far from the stone steps, a few tourists were climbing up with trekking poles. Just as Yan Ting was about to climb up the stone steps, Yu Hua stopped him by name: "Are you here for a trip?"

After that, he walked to the left path, and when he came to a garden with a closed door, the man who guarded the door rushed over to help him unlock it.

A small mountaineering bus was waiting inside the door. The driver saw Yu Huaming and others coming in, and immediately opened the door.

There were more than a dozen seats in the car, Yu Huaming sat down in the front row, while Yan Ting and Xu Mowen walked to the rear of the car.

The bus drove forward along the winding road, with steep mountains on one side and endless railings on the other.

At the beginning of going up the mountain, there are tall trees that go straight into the clouds outside the railing, and when you go up, the railing becomes a deep valley, which is extremely thrilling at first glance.

However, the driver's driving skills are very good. Yan Ting, who has always been motion sick, did not feel uncomfortable on this winding mountain road. Along the way, he saw a black spot on another mountain peak moving up a little bit. It should be to the Lianyin Temple. Worshiping tourists.

The car only drove halfway up the mountain and stopped in a parking lot. As soon as he got out of the car, Yan Ting saw an antique house surrounded by trees not far away.

"The front is where my master lives. I'll take you there." Yu Huaming said and walked forward.

In the past, Xu Mowen lived in the suburbs, and later, there was a wealthy suzerain who lived in the mountains. Yan Ting sighed, it seems that the real rich people prefer to live in seclusion.

Two tall and strong men stood guard on both sides of the courtyard gate. When they saw Yu Huaming, they bent down slightly and bowed at the same time.

Yu Huaming pushed open the courtyard door, led the two of them through a path paved with broken tiles, and came to the quaint house.

Inside the house, an old man in a plain cotton robe is scooping tea leaves with a bamboo tea spoon, his movements are slow but revealing a sense of calmness.

Standing next to him was a young woman with a high ponytail, dressed in black, with a serious expression on her face, looking very unapproachable.

Seeing several people coming in, the old man put down the tea spoon, and the woman in black supported his arm until he stood still.

He saw that his apprentice brought two people, and said, "Forgive me for my inconvenient legs and feet, I didn't go out to meet you... May I ask, who is Mr. Yan?"

After hearing Yu Hua's name for so long before coming here, Yan Ting thought that his master was so difficult to get close to, but now that the old man is so polite, she no longer has any prejudice against him.

"I am Yan Ting."

The old man stepped forward with a kind face: "Mr. Yan, thank you for making this trip."

As he spoke, he looked at Xu Mowen again: "Who is this?"

Just as Yu Huaming was about to speak, Yan Ting stepped forward and said, "A friend of mine, surnamed Xu. He heard that I was coming here, and he planned to go climbing with me after I finished my work."

The old man smiled at Xu Mowen and said, "The scenery here is really nice. I'll ask Minger to show you around later."

Xu Mowen nodded.

Yu Huaming was very puzzled. Normally, those wealthy businessmen would never see his master smile when they came here. He was quite polite to these two young people in their 30s and [-]s.

Yan Ting cut to the chase: "What's the reason you came here for me?"

The old man wasn't going to show off, he just said to Xu Mowen: "I'll talk to Mr. Yan alone for a while, don't you mind?"

Yan Ting looked at Xu Mowen, and saw that he also looked at himself, and then shook his head indifferently: "I don't mind, you guys talk first."

"My name, take Mr. Xu to have a rest first."

Yu Huaming led Xu Mowen out, the old man waved his hand, and the woman in black standing beside him also retreated.

"Please sit down."

The old man sat on the seat just now, and Yan Ting sat opposite him.

He poured the tea leaves from the tea spoon into the teapot, poured boiling water into the teapot, and poured out the water for washing the tea.

"This is freshly fetched mountain spring water, and the tea is also grown in the back mountain. I don't have any hobbies on weekdays, so I like to drink tea."

The old man had a smile on his face when he spoke, giving people a natural intimacy.

"I should have told you the name, I came to you because of the puppet."

Yan Ting nodded: "I know."

"I have to say sorry to you on behalf of my first name. I originally asked him to visit you on my behalf, but unexpectedly there was a misunderstanding." The old man shook his head and smiled, "This child..."

Yan Ting also smiled politely. He said he was fine, but his mind was clear—without his instructions, how could it be possible for Yu Huaming to secretly follow her for a week with his personality?

The old man's words were just to make himself more decent, Yan Ting was not easy to tear things apart, so he followed his words and agreed.

However, he still raised his question: "You know that the puppet is in Wang Puhe's hands, so why don't you go to him directly? Do you have other purposes besides finding the jade knot?"

The old man laughed, and even the white beard on his mouth trembled: "You are straightforward, but, who told you that I was looking for a good life?"

Yan Ting was even more puzzled: "If you're not looking for jade, why would you care about ghosts?"

The old man poured boiling water into the pot again, brushed off the tea powder with the lid of the pot, and removed the tea leaves floating on it, and finally put the lid on the pot.

After doing all this, the old man said slowly: "Throughout the ages, so many people have searched for a good life, but they have failed. I will not mess with my old bones. I will be satisfied if I can enjoy my old age in this mountain!"

Yan Ting didn't expect that the old man could see the situation quite clearly, and he admired him for sitting in this position but not being greedy for the prosperity of the world.

"What I care about is not ghost puppet, but who can subdue ghost puppet so easily," said the old man. "When I found out that it was a young man in his 20s, I was both surprised and happy."

"Surprise" is understandable, but where does "joy" come from?

The old man poured the brewed tea into the sea of ​​tea, and the fragrance of the tea filled the room immediately.

He picked up the sea of ​​tea again, poured the tea into a cup, and when it was not hot, he picked it up and handed it to Yan Ting.

Yan Ting took the tea with both hands, took it up and smelled it carefully.

Although he doesn't know much about tea, he also likes the light aroma.

After one sip into the throat, there is a lingering fragrance after a touch of bitterness. Even a layman would praise him: "good tea."

The old man also took a sip, put down his teacup and laughed at himself: "As this man gets old, the tea he likes to drink will become weaker. Maybe I will only like plain water after a while."

Yan Ting said: "I see that you are in good health."

The old man shook his head: "I know my physical condition...that's why I came to you."

He looked at Yan Ting, and said slowly: "Are you... willing to join the Spirit Controlling Sect?"