The little girl's back slowly blurred in the disappearing scene.
Wen Ling watched his grandfather's face disappear into the darkness.
Having endured the pain of losing a loved one twice, there were no more tears on Wen Ling's face.
The others were racking their brains to think about how to comfort her, but Wen Ling stood up, patted the dirt on her knees, and silently walked to their side.
She looked at them seriously with her gray eyes, and then gently took Xiaolan and Qin Yin's arms.
Xiaolan was a little surprised. She looked down at her hands and suddenly understood something.
Wenling has now lost her family, and she doesn't know where Sanyan's new home is. She is now living alone in this world.
And still so weak.
Xiaolan grabbed Wenling's cold hand and gave her a firm look.
Wen Ling has regarded them as the last resort.
She is worried that she will be abandoned.
"Wen Ling, please follow us from now on," Qin Yin also understood the uneasiness in Wen Ling's eyes and said softly, "Don't worry, I will pick up garbage and support you."
"It's no good if Wen Ling doesn't follow us now," Luo Jiutian said, "That group of people obviously haven't given up the idea of looking for the prophetic eye. Before we find that group of people, we have to protect Wen Ling, otherwise something will happen to her sooner or later.
"
Speaking of this, Xiaolan remembered what she had discovered.
"By the way, I know who wants to take away the prophet's eye. It's the scar-eyed man on the Fire Lotus Mountain." Xiao Lan said hurriedly.
Baomu turned around and pointed toward the bamboo forest, "That man also came that night, and he hid there."
"where?"
A group of people followed Baomu and ran into the bamboo forest. Not long after, the moso bamboo clump appeared in front of everyone.
Xiao Lan walked around behind Mao Zhu and said, "The robe is gone."
"It should have been taken away by those people," the Taoist priest said. "At that time, Grandpa Wenling said that he had discovered the trace of the Sanyan man. The four people were obviously shocked and then left - indicating that they were very afraid.
That Sanyan’s identity will be exposed.”
"No wonder..." Xiaolan nodded, "He should have disappeared at that time."
Alas, if I had moved faster, I might have been able to see that person's face.
However, even if she didn't see it, Xiaolan had already firmed up her assumptions.
"Xiaolan, you haven't finished speaking yet. What does this have to do with the scar-eyed man?" Qin Yin urged.
"The scar-eyed man was not only the mastermind of the incident on Fire Lotus Mountain, but everything that happened here has something to do with him," Xiaolan said. "I suspect that when they kidnapped Wen Ling in the car, the scar-eyed man
That's the driver."
Xiaolan's thinking was too divergent, and the others didn't understand where this conclusion came from.
Until Baomu said in support, "Rat."
"Yes!" Xiaolan clapped her hands, "Do you still remember the figure we saw outside the wooden house on the mountain? It was the one who suddenly turned into a bunch of mice..."
"Oh! You're talking about that mouse," Qin Yin's eyes widened, "could it be that just now..."
"That's right, when the figure hiding here disappeared, he instantly turned into countless mice just like when he was on the mountain," Xiaolan said, "This is the first clue."
"Anything else?"
Xiaolan nodded, raised his hand, and showed the back of his hand to them, "When I went to chase the car to save Wenling, I was bitten by the big rat summoned by the driver."
"It's the mouse again..." Luo Jiutian murmured, "Could it be..."
"I suspect that man can control mice," Xiaolan pointed to Wenling's backpack. The xun was bulging in the outermost pocket. "The black-skinned mouse that tried to steal in the hotel was probably sent by him.
Come."
"And that person still has a scar eye," the fool said, "Maybe he is really that San Yan, because his own eye is broken, so he needs other prophet eyes to replace it. Didn't Jiutian say that, except for San Yan,
Can no one except Yan bear the prophetic vision?"
Luo Jiutian frowned and thought for a moment, then asked Xiang Wenling, "Wenling, do any of you in Sanyan have such a skill? This is the ability to control objects."
Wen Ling said firmly, "No."
After all, if they could learn this, they wouldn't be so weak.
"This is strange..." Luo Jiutian supported his chin with his hand and thought to himself, "Actually, I was thinking when I first saw that xun. Not only does this not look like Sanyan's move, but... it looks very much like it.
The ability of the fifth watch."
Xiaolan was stunned.
yes.
I actually ignored this.
"Can you use musical instruments to control mice in the fifth watch?" This was somewhat beyond Qin Yin's imagination.
"Most Wugengtians should not need such a medium when controlling objects," the Taoist priest explained, "because their ability to control objects is engraved on the spiritual tide, and can be understood as a passive skill."
The Taoist priest became humorous again at inappropriate times.
"Yes..." Xiaolan said while thinking, "I remember that the Jiaotian Miaozhen on the fifth watch day does not need this kind of thing."
"He is a Jiaotian, he must have transcended a long time ago."
"His apprentice Wangzhen doesn't need it," Baomu recalled his contact with Azhen in the game. "Zhengzhen's level is still very low, so he doesn't need it."
"So... he has nothing to do with Wu Geng Tian?" Luo Jiutian was still a little doubtful, "But if we say he is San Yan..."
Qin Yin remembered something, "Then why did he steal your black skin?"
Xiaolan's arms holding the backpack tightened, and she quickly lowered her head to take a look. Heipi was still staying quietly in the backpack, saying nothing.
She shook her head, "I don't know... Hei Pi didn't say anything."
"This matter is too complicated," Qin Yin asked Qin Ling, "and we know too little, so everything is ambiguous."
"At least we can confirm that there is someone in that group of people who is still thinking about Wen Ling's eyes. Even if it's not the scar-eyed man, there are others," the fool concluded, "And... even if the scar-eyed man is not Sanyan, he is
He won't let us go, because his xun is in our hands, and he has to find a way to get it back."
The Taoist leader agreed, "Let's leave Luliang and go to Fuxuan first. Once we find Vice President Luo and Jasmine, we can share with them the clues we know so far."
After making the next plan, everyone left Yanshan before dark and returned to their rented car.
The roadmaster made a phone call to agree on a location to return the car, and then drove there according to the navigation.
Everyone got out of the car and was about to turn around and leave when they saw a group of uniformed policemen running over from both sides. They surrounded them from both sides and took out their IDs in front of the confused faces.
"License plate number BXXX, is this your car?"
It was the car that was taken away.
Luo Jiutian blinked and handed over his driver's license, "It's my car, but it was taken away..."
"Snatch it?"
"Uh...right."
"Someone found your car in the suburbs," the policeman handed back the driver's license. "There was the body of an adult male in the car. Do you know?"