I'm just a "little half fairy"

"Take this away first, and I will fry two more side dishes."

Yan Ting hadn't smelled such a fragrant braised pork ribs for a long time, and he couldn't help swallowing as the scent filled his nostrils.

In recent years, he has been too lazy to cook in his own life, and most of his three meals a day are takeaways, and he rarely eats such hot and delicious meals.

He looked at Xu Mowen's busy back, and said softly: "Thank you, and, if you need anything in the future, just ask me for help!"

The latter sentence is what he really wants to say, he is very afraid of owing others, even if it is just a little kindness.

Xu Mowen's back paused, and he turned to look at him: "I don't help you for the sake of your return."

This strange sentence stunned Yan Ting for a moment. Before he could think of what to say, Xu Mowen turned his back and continued to stir fry the ingredients in the pot.

"Go to the living room first, the next dish will be ready soon." Xu Mowen's tone became much more relaxed, "Also, the rice is almost ready, I'll serve you a bowl later."

Since grandpa left, the house is seldom full of life anymore. Looking at the heat rising from the stove, Yan Ting couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

When the dishes were all served, Xu Mowen also sat down opposite him, and put a piece of pork ribs into his bowl: "Taste how it tastes."

Yan Ting took a bite, the pork ribs were rosy and soft, his mouth was full of sauce, and he couldn't help giving a thumbs up: "It's so delicious!"

Xu Mowen showed a gratified smile, watching Yan Ting's big mouthful of food, his eyes gradually became gentle.His faint smile was imprinted on his face, reminiscent of a beautiful and profound ink painting.

Under the influence of the light, Xu Mowen's eyes turned from light gray to dark gray, which seemed much deeper, as if hiding many invisible thoughts.

When Yan Ting raised her head, she met his gaze and couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

"what happened?"

Xu Mowen shook his head lightly: "Just looking at you reminds me of someone."

Although Yan Ting was curious about who it was, he felt that he should stop talking too much, so he continued to cook.

After picking up the last bite of rice in the bowl, Yan Ting hurriedly stopped Xu Mowen who was about to clean up the dishes: "You don't need to clean up, I'll do it!"

Xu Mowen didn't insist, and saw Yan Ting entered the kitchen, so he started strolling in the living room by himself.

Ruan Lin took advantage of the time when Yan Ting was cleaning up the dishes and had the opportunity to spend time alone with Xu Mowen, and accidentally hung on him with both hands and feet.

She sniffed Xu Mowen's body vigorously, and said with emotion: "Handsome guys smell so good."

At this time, Xu Mowen suddenly laughed softly, and continued to stroll in the living room calmly, but this smile fascinated Ruan Lin again. She only hated herself for being a wandering spirit, and could not really touch him, otherwise She had to touch the corner of his pretty mouth.

After Yan Ting came out, he was stunned by the scene in front of him. He walked up to Xu Mowen with a smirk, pulled Ruan Lin off Xu Mowen's back with all his strength with his right hand, and still gave her a hard look.

Xu Mowen didn't seem to notice Yan Ting's behavior just now, pointing to a black statue placed in the corner of the living room and asked, "Where did this come from?"

Yan Ting followed his fingers to see that it was a strangely shaped sculpture. It was a bust of a man, but the face did not look like a person, but a goat or something. Ever since Yan Ting could remember, this The statue is placed here, and according to grandpa, it has the effect of suppressing evil spirits.

Yan Ting still didn't believe this, because it looked quite evil.

"It's a good thing." Xu Mo heard.

"You still understand these?"

Xu Mowen nodded: "I've dabbled a bit."

For some reason, Xu Mowen always speaks in such an unhurried, gentle and humble tone, which makes Yan Ting feel that he is a bit unpredictable.

Although Yan Ting is more interested in some antiques, he can only tell the approximate age of this thing, but he has no idea who made it and what story it has. Such a sculpture.

Now that Xu Mowen said it, he became interested: "Then tell me, what is a good way?"

Xu Mowen walked up to the point sculpture, folded his arms, and said, "This thing is called "Sheep Face Buddha". It has a history of more than 1000 years. It used to be a famous town hall of Yulingzong. Back then..."

He paused and did not continue what he had just said.

"I didn't expect it to appear here now. It seems that you are lucky." He looked at Yan Ting and said seriously.

"You still know about the Spirit Controlling Sect?" Yan Ting thought that only those in their profession would know something about the Lingling Controlling Sect, but Xu Mowen also knew about it, and even knew about its treasures.

"I just heard about it." Xu Mowen smiled slightly, "You seem to have something else to do, don't you?"

Yan Ting was taken aback, he didn't expect him to change the subject so quickly.

He did have something to do, but he couldn't say that he would do the reincarnation ceremony for more than a dozen innocent souls, so he could only say, "Uh...it's nothing wrong..."

But Xu Mowen smiled and stood up: "I'll come back when I have time."

When he was about to leave, he suddenly looked at the room where Zhong Guihun was temporarily hiding, his eyes became serious, and Yan Ting's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

He looked at Xu Mowen and asked, "What... what's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Xu Mowen waved his hand, and returned to his smile just now, "I just want to say that the air conditioner in that room is too high, and the living room can feel cold."

Yan Ting breathed a sigh of relief, and echoed absent-mindedly: "Yes, yes, I will close it now..."

Not long after Xu Mowen left, the Guihuns came out one after another, which really brought a chill.

"Master, shall we continue?"

"continue."

Yan Ting led them into the courtyard, and continued the ceremony that was not finished just now.

After two full hours, Yan Ting was so tired that he was sweating profusely. Fortunately, there was nothing wrong in the middle, Zhongguihun disappeared without a trace in the calm, and the paper talisman on the tree also calmed down. It's just that there is an extra blue circular mark on each paper talisman, which is shining slightly.

He put away the paper talismans one by one, and put the altar back to its original shape, panting and sat on the stone bench beside the table.

Ruan Lin stared blankly at the side, and said woodenly: "So this is reincarnation, where will these people go..."

Yan Ting could tell that although her eyes were confused, they were full of yearning, so she comforted her: "Don't worry, I will definitely find a... method to reincarnate you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, his head began to dizzy.

He felt that the scene in front of him was shaking from side to side, and the worried face of Ruan Lin that appeared in front of him gradually became blurred. She seemed to be calling his name anxiously, but he couldn't hear anything clearly, and was submerged in darkness in a short while.

He didn't know how long he had fainted, but he slowly opened his eyes and found that he was still lying on the ground in the yard, but there was a thick layer of leaves piled up on his body.

Ruan Lin squatted aside and guarded him, saw him open his eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought you were dead!"

Yan Ting said angrily and weakly: "If you don't die, you will be cursed to death."

He plucked the leaves on his body: "This is..."

Ruan Lin curled her lips: "I'm afraid you'll be freezing, and there's nothing I can do, I can only blow these leaves onto you to keep you warm."

Yan Ting didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a while, he pushed aside the leaves with his hands, and said to Ruan Lin, "You still have a conscience."

Seeing that he was able to squeeze her out again, Ruan Lin returned to her previous unconscionable look: "If I wasn't afraid that no one would help me reincarnate after you die, I wouldn't bother."

Yan Ting struggled to get up from the ground, his head was still a little dizzy, he walked unsteadily to the bedroom, and fell on the bed.

His consciousness gradually became trance, and he didn't know if he had entered a dream, and the misty forest appeared again, but he never saw the man in black.

He was walking aimlessly, afraid of meeting that person, but deep down he was looking forward to it. He really wanted to know what the person repeated.

I don't know how long it has passed, but he has completely lost his sense of direction. He only feels that the ground under his feet is getting softer and softer. Every step he takes, he wants to sink. He doesn't know where he is going, but he has an intuition, that The man in black will definitely appear in front of him.

Sure enough, he saw that figure not far away, and he decided that this time he must ask what that person meant.

This time, the man had his back turned to him, and he got closer, and sure enough, he heard the man repeating the previous words in a low voice.

"It's time to go back... go back..."

"Excuse me," Yan Ting said for the first time, "Did you say this to me?"

The man suddenly fell silent, and the figure with his back to Yan Ting became even weirder. He sat quietly like this for a while, and suddenly his shoulders shrugged, as if he was laughing.

"what are you laughing at?"

The man didn't answer, but gradually laughed out loud, at first it was just a snicker, and then his voice gradually became sharper, although Yan Ting knew that he was in a dream, he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

Suddenly there was a knocking sound in the distance, and he looked for his reputation, but he couldn't see anything, but the knocking sound became louder and louder, and he woke up at this moment.

When he woke up, he found that the quilt on his body had been kicked off, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

When he came back to his senses, he heard a knock on the door outside, which seemed to be the sound he heard in his dream.

He glanced at the screen of his mobile phone and realized that it was already the afternoon of the second day.

He hurriedly got up, shifting the influence of resentment and his weakness from not eating all day made him almost fall to the ground when he stood up. After a while, he walked to the shop and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, a hen flapping its wings immediately appeared in front of his eyes.

It was Xu Mowen again.

He held the chicken in one hand, and the vegetables he just bought in the other: "I'm here to watch the store decoration, and I'll have a meal with you by the way...Are you uncomfortable?"

Yan Ting hurriedly let him in: "Oh, I caught a bit of cold yesterday."

Xu Mowen stared at his sallow face, noncommittal.

When the two of them walked to the living room, Xu Mowen looked at the room from yesterday again, wondering if it was Yan Ting's illusion, he saw a cold look in Xu Mowen's eyes.

"In the future, turn on the air conditioner less, so as to save you from catching a cold again."

Yan Ting could hear the feeling of blame from his words, like the tone of a very close person, but he had only met Xu Mowen twice - it was really strange!