I'm just a "little half fairy"

Yan Ting confirmed: "You mean, the Sophora japonicus was planted by Wang Puhe?"

"At least it has something to do with him."

I thought it would be exhausting to search for Sophora thorn tomorrow, but now it seems that things have become much simpler.

"So, what tracking method did you use?"

"Turn the drawn talisman paper into powder, hide the shape and spread it on ghost puppets and Qiankun bags."

Yan Ting lamented that she thought she knew enough spells, but only after meeting Xu Mowen did she realize that there are so many weird tricks.

Xu Mowen seemed to see through his thoughts, and said, "The ancient books I left you are all commonly used techniques. If you want to learn more, I will give you the rest."

Hearing what he said, Yan Ting suddenly asked the confusion in his heart: "When you handed over these ancient books to my grandfather, didn't he doubt your identity?"

Xu Mowen smiled and said after a long time, "He is a very smart person."

It was not the first time Yan Ting heard such words from other people. They all said that grandpa was a good fortune teller and he was a living fairy.

He also believed in it before, but only later discovered that there are no gods in this world.

Although he had heard the words of praising grandpa many times, but when they came out of Xu Mowen's mouth, these words had a different weight.

"I expected you to live a normal life at the beginning, but something happened in the middle...and it was fate that you met the old man and walked on the road you are today."

Yan Ting sat down opposite him and listened carefully to his narration.

"In fact, he can see through many things, but seeing through does not mean that he has to ask or speak out."

Xu Mowen glanced around the square courtyard, and said: "When I handed over the ancient books to him here for safekeeping, he just nodded and accepted without saying a word. He may not have known about my identity, but I should also see the cause and effect of the fate between you and me."

"So," Xu Mowen looked at Yan Ting opposite, "If there is a noble person in your life, it is your grandfather."

It took a long time for Yan Ting to recover from the memories of the past. He has come to the present and suddenly realized that although his fate is different from ordinary people, it is not very rough, because there are always people who are protecting him from the wind and rain.

When he was a child, his grandfather protected him, and now, Xu Mowen appeared by his side again.how lucky he is...

The branches and leaves of the old pagoda tree in the yard are becoming more and more lush, and the leaves rustle when a gust of wind blows.

The moon has quietly climbed up the branches, and the moonlight is being split into little spots by the branches and leaves, shaking back and forth on the ground.

"It seems that I won't be able to sleep today." Xu Mowen said with his eyes closed.

Yan Ting looked at him suspiciously, only to see Xu Mowen slowly opened his eyes.

"They're starting again."

Yan Ting was startled, and understood what Xu Mowen meant by "beginning"—someone was going to be killed again!

After a while, he sat down on Xu Mowen's co-pilot.Xu Mowen helped him fasten his seat belt, and with one kick of the accelerator, he rushed over ten meters.

Yan Ting was startled by the speed of his car. Along the way, he carefully calculated the points Xu Mowen would be deducted for running a red light and speeding, but he didn't even bother to calculate it afterwards.

Punish it, it's not like Xu Mowen can't stand the punishment, besides, it's a life-saving matter.

He prayed in his heart that as long as nothing happened on the road, he found that Xu Mowen was driving fast, but it didn't affect his steady driving at all!

So Yan Ting lay down on the seat as much as possible, thinking that since he couldn't stop it, he might as well take the opportunity to enjoy the feeling of flying on the ground.

"arrive."

Before Yan Ting officially took off, Xu Mowen stopped the car.

"So fast?!"

Yan Ting got out of the car and found that the place they arrived was an abandoned factory.

The iron signboard outside the factory gate has been rusted, but it can still be seen that this place was originally a place for processing plastics.

The front door was also rusted, and there was an iron chain hanging outside the door, and the lock on it had long since disappeared.

The two slowly opened the door, but luckily they didn't make any noise.

They walked in calmly and found that it was a large factory building. The lights were not turned on inside, but the facilities inside could be seen clearly through the moonlight outside.

If you have to describe it, it is a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron.

Xu Mowen made a gesture, telling Yan Ting that the target was here, and Yan Ting immediately let down his breath and concentrated on everything in the house.

After a while, they heard a sound.

Taking a closer look, a black figure was walking unsteadily from behind the pile of scrap copper and iron.

Xu Mowen and Yan Ting approached slowly, but kept a certain distance from it after all.

Soon, the black shadow walked to a corner like a walking dead, and sat down slowly.

Just when Yan Ting was wondering what he was going to do, he suddenly raised his arm, the knife in his hand flashed a cold light, and then he swung the knife towards himself viciously.

Yan Ting was startled, before he could rush up to stop him, he saw that the man's arm softened suddenly as if being hit by something, and the knife in his hand fell down with a crisp sound.

Was it Xu Mowen who moved his hand?

When Yan Ting turned his head, Xu Mowen made a gesture to silence him.

The man failed his first attempt at self-harm, so he crawled over to pick up the dropped knife, and just as he was about to swing at himself a second time, he was hit again in the arm.

Hei Ying suddenly covered his head as if going crazy, and knelt down on the ground, it was obvious that he was in great pain at this moment.

At this moment, another person rushed out from behind Hei Ying. He helped Hei Ying pick up the knife on the ground and stuffed it into his hand.

He kept muttering something in his mouth.

"Why don't you continue? Huh?"

"It's impossible to fail so quickly..."

"Quick, go on, go on!"

Yan Ting was quite shocked, not just because he saw this scene of forcing people to commit suicide, but because it was Wang Puhe who forced others.

Although Xu Mowen said that he might have something to do with the two murders, Yan Ting never thought that it was Wang Puhe who did it himself.

The black figure seemed to have been greatly stimulated, and the knife in his hand was still on the ground again, sitting on the ground and kicking his legs back.

"Who are you... help, help!"

It could be heard that it was a young man's voice. It seemed that Xu Mowen had stimulated him after stopping him twice, and the toxin that had acted on him had completely lost its effect.

Xu Mowen and Yan Ting went out, and when they heard footsteps, Wang Puhe turned his head in panic.

"Who?"

"Sect Master Wang, abducting minors and forcing them to commit suicide, is this what you mean by self-control?"

Wang Puhe finally recognized who it was. He stood up and faced the two of them.

"Let's talk about it, why did you kill people? Could it be to find Yu Mingjie?"

Wang Puhe tried not to look so panicked, straightened his back and said, "Kill someone? I don't have a drop of blood on my hands!"

"Heh," Yan Ting really laughed angrily at his sophistry, "Yes, you didn't have blood on your hands, you got two lives!"

The corners of Wang Puhe's mouth twitched, and he took a few steps back until he reached the side of the boy sitting on the ground, grabbed him and ran to the back of the factory.

Yan Ting was about to go after him, but Xu Mowen stopped him. He raised his chin slightly to make Yan Ting look forward.

After a while, Wang Puhe dragged the boy... back in front of them!

Yan Ting met his eyes, both showing confused expressions.

The boy took the opportunity to escape from Wang Puhe's grasp and hid behind Xu Mowen.

Yan Ting gave Xu Mowen a thumbs up: "This move is powerful!"

Xu Mowen had so many tricks and tricks that he had to say with emotion: Your master is your master!

At this moment, his master yanked backhand again, throwing Wang Puhe, who was about to pull the boy over, to the ground.

But Wang Puhe seemed to be possessed, and he didn't care about fighting Xu Mowen. He only had eyes for the young man hiding behind Xu Mowen.

He lay on the ground with the front half of his body and reached out to grab the boy's ankle, but Xu Mowen stepped on the ground with his foot.

"It's too late, it's too late..."

Wang Puhe stared at the young man with staring eyes, chanting these four words non-stop.

He desperately tried to pull his wrist away from Xu Mowen's feet, but it was useless, so he stopped struggling, but Yan Ting saw his other hand stretching toward his lower back.

"careful!"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Puhe quickly stretched out his other hand holding something from behind. Although Xu Mowen restrained him in time, the powder in his hand had already spilled out.

"Back off!"

Yan Ting quickly backed away, and Xu Mowen also pulled the boy away from Wang Puhe.

"Broken Cold Powder," Yan Ting said, "Hold your breath!"

Xu Mowen didn't need him to remind him, he said the latter sentence to the boy.

Wang Puhe is good at using witchcraft and illusion, which can be seen from the last time he set up the incense eclipse array.This broken cold powder looks like ordinary dust, but it can actually make people lose consciousness in a very short period of time.

Although Yan Ting held her breath in time, she still inhaled some dust in panic.

They took the boy Wang and ran outside the factory, thinking that Wang Puhe would take the opportunity to escape, but they didn't expect him to follow quickly.

At this time, Yan Ting felt that the things in front of him began to become blurred, he shook his head and tried to stabilize his figure.

Wang Puhe's target was still that boy, Yan Ting took the opportunity to trip him when he was running, and grabbed his clothes after seeing him fall.

He shouted to Xu Mowen: "Take that boy to a safe place first!"

While speaking, Wang Puhe sprinkled another handful of crushed cold powder in front of him if he didn't pay attention.

He tried his best to hold his breath, but the effect was minimal.

Although what was in front of him was blurred, he still grabbed Wang Puhe's clothes until he passed out.

After an unknown amount of time, when he woke up again, he was already lying on his own bed.

Ruan Lin was watching over him, he quickly sat up, but his eyes felt dizzy again.

"Oh, lie down, you're not in good health yet!"

Yan Ting couldn't control this, and asked anxiously, "Where's Xu Mowen?"

"here."

It was Xu Mowen's voice.

He came in with a bowl of soup: "It is boiled with special Chinese medicine. Drinking it is useful for dissolving cold powder."

Yan Ting took the soup, drank a couple of sips, and then hurriedly asked: "Wang Puhe? How is that boy?"

Seeing his impatience, Xu Mowen couldn't help but sighed, leaned over and put the pillow behind him upright, and pressed him on the pillow again.

"Don't worry, the boy is fine, Wang Puhe has also been arrested."

"Catch it? Who caught it?"

Xu Mowen said, "Of course it's the police."

Yan Ting: "???"

Xu Mowen pointed to the bowl in his hand: "I'll tell you after drinking it."

Yan Ting drank all the medicinal soup in one go without hesitation, wiped his mouth: "Speak."

"After you fainted, I beat him up. Later, the police reported that he had attempted murder. With the evidence of the boy, I naturally arrested him."

"Older gingers are more spicy!"

Yan Ting thought, he was an attempted murder this time, but the previous two cases were serious murders, so it might be difficult to figure it out after going in.

"You can do the job of catching ghosts and subduing demons by yourself. It's better to punish the bad guys and leave it to the police uncle, because you are more thoughtful." Yan Ting said.

Xu Mowen took the bowl from his hand and put it on the bedside table.

"It's just," Yan Ting thought suddenly, "We still haven't figured out what Wang Puhe did to kill these people."

"To control the puppet and find the jade knot?" Xu Mowen asked.

Looking at Yan Ting's puzzled expression, he added: "I tortured him before the police came."

"Can you control the puppet in this way?"

"Of course not, someone instigated him to do so."

"Someone told him that in order to make the ghost puppet obedient, he needs to get together the souls of four pure-yin teenagers, and in order to prevent their souls from becoming wronged souls, they must commit suicide."

Yan Ting sighed with emotion - from this point of view, Wang Puhe is also a pawn of others.

"Do you know who is behind him?"

Xu Mowen shook his head: "He can't even explain it clearly."

"He has been taken away now, and we can't ask him if we want to." Yan Ting felt a little pity.

At this moment, Xu Mowen took out a mobile phone and turned it around twice in his hand.

Yan Ting was surprised: "Wang Puhe's?!"

"Ah."

Yan Ting wanted to rub Xu Mowen's clever little head at this moment—with Wang Puhe's mobile phone, wouldn't he be afraid of not being able to find the person behind the scenes to contact him?