I'm just a "little half fairy"

Xu Mowen looked at the sky and showed a understanding expression: "It's okay, after all, you didn't have a good rest last night."

Seeing that he didn't say anything else that made people blush and heartbeat, Yan Ting breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You haven't slept all night, why don't you go take a rest?"

Xu Mowen nodded, then stood up, and suddenly supported his right leg with a "hiss".

Yan Ting was startled, hurriedly came to him, nervously said: "Is the wound open, let me see?"

"No, it just hurts a little when I stand up."

"Can you still walk? Do you want me to help you up to rest?"

Xu Mowen thought for a while and said, "I don't need to trouble you, I'll go up by myself!"

At this moment, Feng Qiushui opened the door and came in.

She said hello to Yan Ting, turned over the sign hanging on the glass door to read "Opening", and put the bag on the front desk, and then saw Xu Mowen with the color hanging on his leg, and was surprised: "Boss, are you fighting again?!"

Before Xu Mowen could speak, Yan Ting smiled wryly and said, "Well, it's to save me again."

Feng Qiushui was puzzled: "You are a fortune teller, why don't you just stay in the store honestly and cause trouble every day?"

Yan Ting: "..."

What she taught was that she couldn't refute it.

Feng Qiushui continued: "Also, boss, our business has just picked up recently, and there are many things to be busy, so don't run out all day!"

Xu Mowen: "...Oh."

His perfunctory attitude made Feng Qiushui feel like he didn't want to talk for a moment. She was busy enough every day, but she still had such a buddhist boss.

She couldn't help but sigh with emotion, as expected, no money is easy to earn!

Feng Qiushui complained while wiping the table: "I'm so grown up, I don't care about my shop, I just follow those little gangsters and go out to fight all day long, and every time I get hurt..."

Xu Mowen quietly moved towards the stairs amidst her nagging, her limping appearance made people look a little pitiful.

Yan Ting also quietly stepped forward and took his arm.

Xu Mowen was no longer polite, and slowly put his other arm on Yan Ting's shoulder.

Yan Ting held his arm with one hand and his waist with the other, trying to lend him some strength.

Just as he was doing his best to take care of Xu Mowen's feelings, fearing that he would hurt his wound again, a certain thousand-year-old fox had already smiled triumphantly.

Lie on the bed with the help of Touching Wen, Yan Ting helped him take off his shoes and covered him with a quilt.

"Call me if you feel uncomfortable, and I'll come right away." Yan Ting instructed.

"Are you going back?"

"correct."

"Why are you going back?"

"sleep!"

Xu Mowen patted the quilt beside him suddenly, and asked, "Is my bed big?"

Yan Ting was puzzled: "Big, what's wrong?"

"Then why did you go back to sleep?"

Yan Ting was moved by his brain circuit, and sighed: "You are such a logic genius!"

Xu Mowen didn't care whether he was praising himself or hurting himself, he just lifted a corner of the quilt and signaled Yan Ting to lie down.

"Where to sleep is not to sleep," Xu Mowen said, "If something happens to me, you can take care of me."

Yan Ting: "..."

It was "a small injury" before, but now it is so weak that it needs to be taken care of?

Yan Ting seemed to understand that she was being fooled by him, so she tucked up the corner of the quilt that he had lifted, turned around and was about to leave.

Xu Mowen pursed his lips and said, "Are you really going to keep me here as a patient?"

It is really rare for a thousand-year-old old man to act cute, and Xu Mowen is acting cute with such a handsome face.

Ordinary people would definitely not have the heart to walk away when they saw him like this, and they should appreciate it for a while, Yan Ting admitted that he was also an ordinary person.

He looked at Xu Mowen's pretty face, and smiled helplessly: "I don't know who will take you in from now on."

Xu Mowen suddenly grabbed his hand.

"It can only be you."

Yan Ting was so frightened that she quickly pulled her hand back, but Xu Mowen held on tightly, making him unable to break free.

"Stop making trouble, let go!" Yan Ting frowned.

"No, I don't want to let it go."

Yan Ting's wrist hurt a little from being grabbed by him, and finally said anxiously: "Xu Mowen, you are not a child, can you stop being so childish!"

Xu Mowen was slightly taken aback, and loosened his grip on Yan Ting, who took the opportunity to withdraw his hand.

Yan Ting rubbed her reddish wrist, looked at Xu Mowen's slightly absent-minded eyes, and softened her tone: "You should stop doing this in the future."

Xu Mowen looked up at him, with a stiff expression on his face and an unnatural voice: "Do you hate me for doing this? Or...hate me?"

For some reason, Yan Ting felt his heart move slightly, he was stunned for a long time, and said: "It's not..."

Xu Mowen still looked at him, as if waiting for his next answer.

"I don't hate you, it's just...you make me feel uncomfortable every time you do this..."

His uneasiness refers to the fact that he would be at a loss every time, and in the end the atmosphere would be very awkward, but what the other party heard seemed to be wrong.

Xu Mowen lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the quilt covering his body, thought for a long time and said: "I understand, I will pay more attention in the future."

What did he know?Looking at Xu Mowen's expression, Yan Ting always felt that he might have misunderstood her meaning, but she didn't know how to explain it.

"Then you have a good rest... Shall I go back first?" Yan Ting said worriedly.

"Ah."

Xu Mowen simply replied, and then there was no more to say. The aloof look now is completely different from when he was acting cute just now.

Seeing him like this, Yan Ting couldn't say much, so she had to go downstairs first.

When he went back, he found that Wang Yuan had been waiting for him in the shop at some point.

Wang Yuan's face was solemn, and he didn't say a word when he came back, looking worried.

Yan Ting immediately understood what was going on - he and Xu Mowen just sent his master in last night, so it's no wonder he was happy.

"Are you here for your master's business?"

Wang Yuan nodded.

Yan Ting felt a little guilty, but he didn't know whether Wang Yuan knew the specific situation, so he said: "I also saw the news yesterday, I really can't believe it..."

"I don't blame you." Wang Yuan said suddenly.

Yan Ting was taken aback: "Do you know we did it?"

Wang Yuan nodded: "I watched the interview and guessed it should be the two of you."

Although Wang Puhe deserves such an ending, he is Wang Yuan's master after all, and Yan Ting still feels a little guilty facing Wang Yuan at this moment.

"I just want to know, why did he kill people?" Wang Yuan said.

Yan Ting looked at him, and said: "Because of the jade knot... I don't know the specifics, but what is certain is that someone is instigating behind him."

"Any clues?"

"There are no very favorable clues yet, but we will continue to investigate."

Wang Yuan took a deep breath and said, "I'm with you!"

Yan Ting thought that he should not be reconciled that only his master was arrested, while those black hands behind the scenes were at large, so he nodded.

He looked at Wang Yuan, and still said: "I'm sorry about your master's business!"

Wang Yuan shook his head: "My master was obsessed with the Jade Fate Knot from the very beginning, and after getting the Ghost Puppet, he became obsessed, but I never thought that he would kill people...you just stop Let him continue to do bad things."

"Yo, the one who was arrested yesterday was your master?"

A voice came from outside the door, Yan Ting looked out, it was Yu Huaming.

Wang Yuan's expression became even uglier when he heard this, and Yan Ting was already tired of his sudden visit, so he asked impatiently, "What are you doing here again?"

"My master said that you will be able to participate in the annual sect exchange in two days."

"That's it?"

Yu Huaming nodded, "Yes, what else do you want to hear?"

Yan Ting resisted the urge to hate him, took out her mobile phone, and opened WeChat.

He pointed the phone at Yu Huaming: "You don't know how to use this?"

Yu Huaming waved his hand, "Oh, I'm not used to using this."

Yan Ting: "..."

"And I just dropped by to tell you that I have things to do."

"what's up?"

Yu Hua pointed to Wang Yuan behind Yan Ting, and said, "It's about his master."

"There are policemen, what are you involved in?"

"They can only arrest the living, they don't care about the dead," Yu Hua said, "Master asked me to search for the whereabouts of the two souls killed by him, and find out who was behind the scenes."

The people who control the spirit sect also know that there is a mastermind behind the scenes?

But since they have also started to investigate, then they should be relieved a lot.

"How do you plan to investigate?" Wang Yuan asked suddenly.

Yu Huaming pulled up the black mask, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed, but dissatisfaction could still be seen in his eyes: "Of course I asked from your master murderer!"

Wang Yuan clenched his fists, luckily Yan Ting stopped him in time, otherwise the two might have fought in his shop.

But Yan Ting is still very curious: "The police probably haven't finished interrogating him yet, he is being detained, how do you ask?"

Yu Huaming snorted and laughed, "You must always trust your brother Yu's status and means!"

"Are you older than me?" Yan Ting asked dissatisfied.

"In our Spirit Controlling Sect, we never arrange seniority according to age, whoever is the best will count!"

Yan Ting knew that he was suspected of bragging and coercion, but he also knew that since Yu Huaming was a disciple of Master Yuhua, it shouldn't be a problem to accomplish such a thing.

At this moment, Wang Yuan was a little surprised, and asked Yu Hua, "Are you from the Spirit Controlling Sect?"

"That's right, it's the first time you meet someone from the Spirit Controlling Sect? But in the future, you can meet more often, because this friend of yours will also join our sect."

Wang Yuan looked at Yan Ting, but Yan Ting had no time to talk to them about this topic, because he thought of another matter.

He looked at Yu Huaming, "You said just now that you are very skilled, right?"

Yu Huaming was somewhat arrogant: "Yes! Don't you believe me?"

Yan Ting shook her head: "Of course I believe... If this is the case, it shouldn't be difficult for you to check the information of the owner of a mobile phone number?"

Yu Huaming asked strangely, "It's not difficult, who do you want to investigate?"

Yan Ting found out the phone number of "Brother in Black" that he had written down from the big guy.

"this."

Yu Huaming glanced at it, wrote it down on her mobile phone, and asked Yan Ting, "Why are you looking it up?"

"This person is related to what you are investigating, just go and investigate."

Yu Huaming nodded, and disappeared in a flash.

After a while, Yan Ting heard his voice not far away.

"At noon the day after tomorrow, in the Han Palace, don't be late!"