"Excuse me, Archmage!" The little ghost jumped to the ground and gave a big salute to Li Qiufan, but because it was too small, it looked funny.

The women couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Li Qiufan also smiled and said, "You know who trained you to be a kid, right?"

The kid pouted and said: "I know, his name is Ni Wenyuan, and he is also a mage, but he is definitely not as powerful as you, the great mage. He has adopted many little ghosts who are wandering around!"

The kid flattered him without leaving any trace. Li Qiufan felt relieved and continued to ask: "Is he Thai?"

The kid shook his head and said, "No, he is from China."

"Then how did he turn you into imps? How much will he charge for selling it?"

Why do you ask how much it costs? This is a standard used by Li Qiufan to judge whether someone is good or evil. If it is a righteous mage, the fee will definitely not be too expensive, but most evil mage will use imps to make money.

The little ghost replied: "I remember that after he took us back, there was only one person, no, one ghost and one ceramic jar. He sealed the mouth of the jar with a charm, and then he would recite sutras and preach to us every day. After seven, seven, forty-nine days

, all our grievances will be eliminated, and then someone will come to invite us back. As for how much it will cost...you have to ask my mother..."

The woman said: "I didn't buy Xiaobao in person, but through a friend of mine. He only wanted 10,000 yuan from me."

"Ten thousand yuan?" Li Qiufan was a little surprised. Although ten thousand yuan is a lot, it is already very cheap to buy an imp. After all, refining an imp is very cumbersome and requires a lot of effort and time.

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"So it seems that the mage who raised the kid is a good person?"

The kid then said, "He is a good person. You don't know, Archmage, that he has never forced us to do bad things, and if anyone wants to invite us home, they will be screened by him personally, just to prevent some bad people from using us to do anything."

bad thing."

After listening to the kid's story, Li Qiufan became even more confused and murmured: "This is strange. Since he is a righteous mage, why would he use raw blood and Yin spirit marrow to stimulate the evil spirit in the kid's body?"

The fat man turned his eyes and said: "Who said that the person who fed this little guy that Yin Spirit Essence was the mage who refined it? Maybe it was someone else!"

"That makes sense! I'm too paranoid..." Li Qiufan's eyes lit up, Fatty's analysis was very credible!

"But this man must have some kind of connection with the mage, otherwise how would he know that the woman had raised a kid?" He looked at the woman and asked, "Do you still remember the appearance of the man who sent the thing? Can you contact him?

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The woman shook her head and said: "The things were delivered by express delivery. The sender's name is...Mr. Han. The phone number left on it is also an empty number."

"You are really alert. It seems there is nothing wrong with this person. There is only one way right now..."

"What can I do?" the fat man and the woman asked in unison.

Li Qiufan pointed at the little ghost and said, "Go find the mage who refined it! You have to tie the bell to untie it. If you find him, you might be able to figure out who wants to harm you."

"Yes, little one, do you still remember where your boss lives?"

The kid said: "Of course I know. I went back to see him some time ago. If you want to go, I can lead the way now."

"Then let's go and ask him first!"

After discussing it, several people got into the fat man's car and drove to Ni Wenyuan's residence according to the little ghost's instructions.

"After talking for so long, I still don't know what your name is?"

Li Qiufan asked in the car.

"Sorry, I forgot too..." The woman smiled and introduced herself: "My surname is Yan, my name is Yan Ruyu, and I am a writer."

"Yan Ruyu? Did you write that "Cold in Spring"?" The fat man turned his head and asked in surprise when he heard this.

Yan Ruyu nodded and said: "Well..."

When the fat man received a positive reply, he became excited instantly and said quickly: "I am a loyal fan of your book! I have read every chapter carefully many times. Can you give me an autograph?"

"Look ahead and drive well!" Li Qiufan scolded.

Yan Ruyu flipped her hair and said, "No problem, just as the physical book has just been printed, I will give you a copy when I get back!"

"Great!" The fat man happily pressed the horn several times and said excitedly: "I thought the author who could write this book must be a bad old man! I didn't expect it to be a beautiful woman!"

The woman smiled and said: "Many people think so, but I just want to write quietly and don't like to be noticed, so I didn't show up to tell the story. This is good!"

"Haha... This puts me at ease. We always thought that the author was... um, an old pervert. He chose such a feminine name, but we didn't expect it to be a woman. Then why haven't you updated it recently?"

Yan Ruyu said tiredly: "How can I find the time to write a book recently..."

The kid squeezed his head into Yan Ruyu's arms and said guiltily: "Mom...it's all Xiaobao's fault..."

Yan Ruyu fondly touched the kid's head and said, "It's okay. Mom doesn't blame Xiaobao. It's not like Xiaobao meant to harm mommy."

Li Qiufan listened for a long time and didn't know what the two of them were talking about. He joked casually: "Fat man, can't you tell that you are also a wretched otaku who likes romance novels?"

The fat man rolled his eyes and said: "Brother Fan, you don't know the book "Cold in Spring"? Who said it was a romance novel? It is written in the historical genre. It tells the story of a modern man who traveled to ancient times where there were constant disputes.

Save the people of the world from fire and water, unite people with insight to rise up, strategize, and determine the story of the world! The concept is very grand, the design is ingenious, and it makes my blood boil every time I read it. It is a hotly sought-after book."

Hearing what the fat man said was so mysterious, Li Qiufan was very curious, so he turned on his mobile phone to search, and clicked on it to take a look. Unexpectedly, it was still charged.

"Fat man, lend me your member!"

The fat man said awkwardly: "Well... I don't have a membership either. Brother Fan, go to the ** Pavilion to see where there are pirated copies..."

"Damn it, how dare you say you're a book fan?"

The fat man said in embarrassment: "Well, I didn't have any money during that time...I'll make up for it as soon as I get back!"

Li Qiufan laughed at the fat man a few more times, put away his phone, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

After driving for about two and a half hours, the kid said it was time.

Several people got out of the car and saw a mountain in front of them, covered with dense vegetation and surrounded by deserted people.

"Are you kidding me? Where is he?"

The fat man looked at the little ghost and said.

The kid explained: "The old master was afraid that our aura would affect the people around us, so he lived alone in an abandoned temple on the mountain. It is inaccessible by car and only takes two steps to get there."

"I'll believe you for once, but if you dare to lie to me... hum!"

I followed the little ghost up the mountain along a winding bluestone path. It had just rained and it was night again. There was no light at all. The wind blew the leaves and made a snapping sound, like a child clapping their hands. It was a bit inexplicable and terrifying. It was a bit scary.

One person used a flashlight and slowly climbed up the mountain. The stone road was very slippery and everyone couldn't walk very fast. It took a lot of effort to climb to the top.

A dilapidated ancient temple comes into view, as if it has existed in this mountain for a long time. The bricks and tiles are all black and covered with moss. Many places are broken and no one has repaired them. Broken bricks and old tiles can be seen everywhere.

Looking at it, the courtyard is overgrown with weeds, and there is no trace of human habitation.

"Are you sure this is it?" Li Qiufan asked.

The kid jumped down from Yan Ruyu's arms, sniffed with his little nose, and said doubtfully: "It's right here... But why can't I feel the breath of the old master? Could it be that he moved away?"

"I'll go in and take a look!"

The little ghost said hello and jumped into the temple.

Li Qiufan and the other three looked at each other and followed in, but the former had already secretly pulled out the peach wood sword and held it in his hand.

As soon as you enter the door, there is a solemn and huge Buddha statue in the main hall, sitting cross-legged with a lotus in his hands, his eyes slightly closed, showing compassion for heaven and earth.

Li Qiufan slapped the Taoist sect in front of him and bent down to salute. He was a Taoist celestial master. Logically speaking, he should not have entered the temple, but he still entered in order to find someone. Buddhism and Taoist sects never get along well, so after saluting, Li Qiufan,

I never looked at the Buddha statue again.

After looking around the inside of the temple, several people were even more convinced that no one would live here, because there was no smell of fireworks. Even if they were raising imps, they would still have to eat, right? There were neither pots, pans, or fires here.

Traces, this is a bit strange.

After waiting for a few minutes, the kid suddenly emerged from the ground and said in a panic: "Old...the old master is dead!"

"What?"

The three of them were equally surprised.

"Follow me!" The kid led them behind the Buddha statue and asked Li Qiufan to lift a stone slab behind it. After opening it, a step leading to the ground appeared.

The kid turned into a puff of smoke and rushed down. Li Qiufan followed without even thinking. The fat man and Yan Ruyu looked at each other, hesitating as they looked at the dark hole with no bottom. The fat man gritted his teeth and said: "Brother Fan is taking the lead, isn't he just a broken man?"

It's a hole, I'm afraid of a hammer!" After saying that, he jumped down, followed closely by Yan Ruyu.

The passage behind the Buddha statue is very long. I followed the little ghost for a while before reaching the underground. I don't know how deep it is, but it is well ventilated, not humid, and has no peculiar smell. It seems that someone has taken care of it.

A large stone chamber appeared in front, about more than 100 square meters, with many dolls scattered around inside. If you look closely, you will see that they are all sewn together with rags.

Li Qiufan casually picked up a stuffed doll, put it to his nose and sniffed: "There is residual ghost energy inside!"

"I...I've seen this place on TV!" Yan Ruyu murmured as she looked around.

Li Qiufan glanced at her and guessed that it was probably an illusion conjured up by a little devil when he became possessed, but he didn't say much.

"Look, Archmage, the old master...the old master is dead!" the kid cried.

Li Qiufan dropped the puppet and walked to the kid, squatting next to a mummy to examine it.

The fat man frowned and said, "Little one, are you sure this is your old master and that he came here some time ago? I think he has been dead for several years. Look, the body is all dried up!"

The kid wiped away his faded tears and sobbed: "No, my old master was fine last time when I came back. He also told me to practice hard and atone for my sins as soon as possible to reincarnate in the underworld!"

The fat man still wanted to say, but was interrupted by Li Qiufan: "You are right, he did die not long ago!"

"This is contrary to common sense. Although this place is not humid, it is definitely not dry. People will definitely rot after death, but look at him, he is as good as the mummies in the Gobi Desert!" the fat man retorted.

Li Qiufan said: "According to common sense, your analysis is correct, but this person did not die naturally due to illness or other reasons, but... died after his blood was sucked dry by something!"

"vampire?!"

The fat man blurted out.

Li Qiufan said: "It's a bit similar, but vampires are an evil thing in the West. There is no such thing in China. The person who killed him should be a demon. I can feel a trace of the demonic energy remaining in the wound."
Chapter completed!