Ye Qingtian glanced at the old lady's face, walked over and said, "Grandma, are you looking for your granddaughter?"
The old lady was already dizzy with anxiety. When she heard someone asking, she burst into tears: "My mother and I were playing in the playground in the shopping mall with our children."
"Just twenty minutes ago, I went to buy water for the child. Her mother was holding the child, but the child wanted to see the bumper cars and kept running forward."
"There are so many people in the playground, and in the blink of an eye, the child disappears."
It was the lunch rush hour, and people were coming and going in front of the hot pot restaurant.
Because of the old lady's cries and the involvement of human traffickers, many passers-by gathered around and asked questions.
"Did you call the police?"
"Did you go to the mall to adjust the surveillance?"
"Human traffickers are so hateful, why are you so careless!"
Hearing this last sentence, the old lady's tears suddenly flowed more fiercely.
She murmured: "It's really our fault for not taking good care of our children..."
"The child's mother has called the police."
She wiped away her tears and said, "The father of the child went to the mall to adjust the surveillance and saw that the child was taken away by two middle-aged women!"
After the child disappeared, she and the child's mother went crazy. They immediately contacted the child's grandfather and father, called the police, and then mobilized relatives and friends to find him.
Surveillance footage showed that the two middle-aged women quickly took their children out of the mall and disappeared.
She was so worried that she asked on the roadside.
Ye Qingtian saw her sweating profusely and knew that her anxiety was not fake.
It's August now, it's the dog days of summer, the sun is very scorching, and it's midday again.
The old lady braved the bright sun to go out to look for someone, which showed that she was really anxious.
Ye Qingtian hurriedly comforted him: "Don't worry, the child will definitely be found."
The old lady was immersed in her own emotions and did not hear her words. She was still talking: "My granddaughter is so beautiful. She has two little ones, which makes her very cute."
"When I went to buy water for her, she hugged me and said coquettishly that grandma would come back soon."
"Those two middle-aged women must be human traffickers..." she sobbed, "the traffickers must die a good death!"
Her granddaughter is the youngest in the family, eleven years younger than her grandson, and she has been doted on since she was born.
Although she is a bit patriarchal, her granddaughter is lively, cute and beautiful, and the relationship is based on getting along with her. She has already loved her granddaughter so much that she can't help it.
Because of this, she was so anxious when she learned that her granddaughter was missing.
As she cried, she pushed away the crowd and moved forward, wanting to find someone in the next place.
Ye Qingtian quickly grabbed her and said, "If you are looking for someone like a headless fly, you will definitely not find him."
But the old lady stubbornly wanted to continue looking.
She knew there was little hope, and she also knew that even if she found the trafficker, she, an old lady, wouldn't be able to deal with him.
But she just tried to do something to alleviate the guilt in her heart.
Because she always felt that if she did not buy water and looked after the child with her daughter-in-law, the child might not be lost.
Ye Qingtian saw this and told her directly: "I can help you find your granddaughter."
The old lady was startled, stared at her, and exclaimed: "Have you seen a human trafficker?!"
Ye Qingtian: "...No, I am a Taoist priest and I can figure out where the traffickers are."
As soon as these words came out, not only the old lady but also the onlookers became quiet.
Everyone looked at her.
"...Are you a Taoist priest?" The old lady didn't believe it.
The main reason is that Ye Qingtian looks too young and so beautiful, not at all like the image of an old Taoist priest in her impression.
After the onlookers came to their senses, they were also full of doubts.
Ye Qingtian knew that the old lady and her family were anxious to find their child.
What's more, if a child falls into the hands of human traffickers, the risk will increase every second.
So she didn't explain much, just said to the old lady: "I'd like to borrow a drop of your blood."
"Ah?" The old lady didn't know what she was going to do.
But perhaps Ye Qingtian's expression was too calm, as if she had everything under control, so the old lady subconsciously reached out her hand.
Ye Qingtian used magic to take a drop of blood from the fingertip of her left index finger, and then took out a piece of yellow paper to wrap the drop of blood.
Then she folded the yellow paper into a small paper man, then shone a ray of golden light from herself on the paper man, and said: "Go!"
The little paper man immediately flew away.
Because it was shrouded in golden light, when the little paper man flew out, it drew a golden arc, which looked weird and mysterious.
old lady:"……"
Onlookers: "..."
Everyone was shocked by the little paper man.
A minute ago, everyone was still wondering if Ye Qingtian was teasing the old lady.
But having just witnessed the yellow paper turn into a flying paper man, everyone's doubts turned into shock.
The old lady grabbed Ye Qingtian's arm even more excitedly: "You...are you really a Taoist priest?!"
She originally thought that this little girl was looking for her own happiness.
Who would have thought that this person has real abilities!
Ye Qingtian smiled and said: "Of course, I never lie to others."
She patted the old lady's hand comfortingly and said, "Don't worry, the little paper man will find your granddaughter soon."
"What I just used is a kind of blood tracing technique. The little paper man will fly to your granddaughter based on the blood induction."
"That little paper man still has a ray of my golden light on him. When he finds your granddaughter, the little paper man will protect her."
In fact, she could just use her spiritual consciousness to track Wen Nanmeng yesterday, without folding the little paper man.
But the little paper man had a greater visual impact and made the old lady believe in her more.
Sure enough, the old lady was completely convinced. She grabbed her hand and kept saying: "That's good, that's good..."
"Master, if you help find my granddaughter, our family will be deeply grateful."
Their family's conditions are not bad. If they could really find their granddaughter, they would be willing to go bankrupt.
While the old lady was holding Ye Qingtian's hand and thanking her non-stop, a male voice came from not far away: "Mom, why are you here? Didn't I tell you to go home and wait for news?"
The old lady turned around and immediately beckoned: "Son, come here quickly, Mom has met a very powerful master, she is helping me find Fluffy!"
Rongrong is her granddaughter’s nickname.
The old lady’s son is named Tang Luci. After he and the police checked the surveillance cameras in the shopping mall, they planned to go to the police station to make detailed records.
As a result, as soon as I left the mall, I saw my old mother, who was supposed to go home, surrounded by a group of people.
His old mother also held a young girl's hand and said she would be grateful.
This doesn't look right no matter how you look at it.
He immediately came over with a frown, held the old lady's arm, and said, "Mom, what are you talking about!"
"How can this beauty be a master at such a young age?"
"She must be kidding you!"
He spoke beautifully, but his meaning was obvious. He did not believe that Ye Qingtian was any kind of master.