Urban Witcher

Ye Xiaomeng nodded, "Yeah, I just heard that there was a drought in my hometown, so I rushed back to investigate, but I am alone and weak, and you happen to know how to cast spells, help me, let's work together Investigate this matter clearly, slay demons and eliminate demons, if you are afraid, forget it." After speaking, he looked at Ye Shaoyang expectantly.

Ye Shaoyang shrugged helplessly, "I'm not afraid, but if you want to cooperate, you have to get to the bottom of it. Where did you learn your spells?"

"I, I am a disciple of Xuanqing Mountain."

Ye Shaoyang's heart shook violently, and he stared blankly at her, "Disciple of Xuanqing Mountain"

Ye Xiaomeng nodded triumphantly, "Although I am not good at learning, I am a disciple of Xuanqing Mountain. What about you, which school?"

"I..." Ye Shaoyang came back to his senses, and said casually, "I am an outer disciple of Longhu Mountain."

Ye Xiaomeng's eyes lit up, and said: "That's pretty good too, it's just right to be my helper."

Ye Shaoyang smiled slightly, "I heard that Xuanqing Mountain rarely accepts disciples, are you an inner sect or an outer sect?"

"I can't tell you that." Ye Xiaomeng's expression flashed unnaturally, "Okay, since you are Xiaoshuai's cousin and I trust you, let's cooperate," she looked at in a daze Xiao Ma glanced at him and said, "By the way, are you a mage too?"

"I learned dot drawing from him." Xiao Ma scratched the back of his head.

Ye Xiaomeng chuckled, and said bluntly: "He's just like that, you learn from him, and I can teach you a little bit in the future."

Xiao Ma smiled, "Yeah, it's good to follow you, you are a disciple of Xuanqing Mountain." After speaking, he gave Ye Shaoyang a meaningful look.

Ye Xiaomeng didn't understand the meaning of his words, looked at Ye Shaoyang and said: "You guys came early, did you find anything about Hanba?"

Thoughts in Ye Shaoyang's mind raced, and he finally told her about the old woman raising a cat, nothing else.

After hearing this, Ye Xiaomeng frowned and pondered for a while, then said: "I can ask my dad when I go back, what else is going on about this old lady and her having a daughter?"

"No more," Ye Shaoyang shrugged, "We have only been here for a day or two, what do you think about the grass growing on those graves?"

"I suspect that someone framed our Ye family, because only the seven graves of our ancestral tomb grow grass, and other villages are fine. As for why?" Ye Xiaomeng shook her head, "I am also confused, so I asked you for help , let’s find a way to investigate together.”

Ye Shaoyang said: "Although there are no Hanba in these seven graves, the lair of Hanba must be under a certain grave, so we have to keep looking for it. After all, some people will bury their dead relatives in their own fields or other places, not only ancestral tombs. "

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ma interjected: "There are several villages here, whether they are big or small, if we visit every inch of the land, how long it will take."

Ye Xiaomeng said: "Actually, it doesn't need to be so troublesome. The corpse has a chance to become a dead body only before it decomposes, so the graves that have been around for a long time can basically be ignored. We just need to find out who died in the past few months and go to the grave." Take a look and see if it is.”

Ye Shaoyang shook his head and said: "It's not that simple. If it's really a conspiracy, Hanba will be hidden, otherwise it would have been discovered long ago, such as concealing the dead, and then burying the grave in a secret place."

Ye Xiaomeng was stunned for a moment, and said: "You mean, someone deliberately made the Hanba?"

"I just doubt that there is such a possibility."

Ye Xiaomeng pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "If this is really the case, it will be more troublesome. I will go back and talk to my dad and find a way. Take me to see that old lady first."

Ye Shaoyang thought for a while and said, "Let's investigate her goddaughter first. That's my original plan."

Ye Xiaomeng also agreed, saying that she would go home and ask her father Ye Bo, after all, Ye Bo is the village head, and he has a relatively clear understanding of the personnel in the village.

The two parties left a phone call and agreed to take action in the afternoon, Ye Xiaomeng said goodbye and left.

After she left, Xiao Ma closed the door, and said to Ye Shaoyang with a solemn expression: "Why did she admit that she is a disciple of Xuanqing Mountain so readily, is it really the Northern Sect of Xuanqing Mountain?"

Ye Shaoyang shook his head and pondered: "She must have lied, but everyone in the Xuanqing Mountain Northern Sect is screaming for beatings in the magic world, she has no reason to admit it so simply, she probably wants to fool me, making me think she is Xuanqing Shannan Sect disciple, so she must not know my identity."

Xiao Ma said: "You clearly know that she is a liar, you don't expose it, but you still cooperate with her, what kind of trouble is this?"

"I have to get close to her before I have a chance to understand her. If she really approaches me with a purpose, then I'll just use her tricks and see what kind of tricks she plays."

"Damn, this ghost catcher is already playing the art of war." Xiao Ma shook his head and sighed.

"I don't want to either." Ye Shaoyang sighed, and fell back on the bed, "Damn it, it's like this every time, check and guess, can you still catch ghosts happily?"

At noon, shortly after eating, Ye Shaoyang received a call from Ye Xiaomeng asking him to meet at the rice field at the east end of the village.

Ye Shaoyang took the pony to rush there, and when they met, Ye Xiaomeng said that he had found out about the old woman and her adopted daughter.

"The old lady's surname is Wu. She married into our village. Her husband has been dead for many years. She is a widow and lonely old man. She has a strange temper and rarely interacts with the villagers. She lives alone in the old village. Her goddaughter, Her name is Ye Qiuling, and she is from our village. She was an orphan since she was a child, and was raised by Mrs. Wu. She is not yet 40 years old this year, she is not married, she is an old girl."

Ye Xiaomeng said while leading them to Ye Qiuling's house.

"Ye Qiuling used to open a steamed bun shop in Jishang, but it closed a long time ago, and she has almost no contact with her neighbors. No one knows what she does for a living, she is very mysterious.

My dad said that the relationship between her and Mrs. Wu was not good in the past, and they often quarreled. It was because of her anger that Mrs. Wu went to live in the old village alone. However, since the drought, she has delivered food to Mrs. Wu every evening. Many people have seen it, but she doesn't talk to anyone. I don't know why. "

While talking, they came to the east of the village. Ye Xiaomeng pointed to a courtyard and whispered to the two of them, "This is Ye Qiuling's house. She has a steamed bun workshop. In the terraced fields on her own mountain, people often visit the workshop. When we see her, let's see if she is here, you wait here."

After speaking, he walked outside Ye Qiuling's house, knocked on the door knocker, and shouted loudly, "Aunt Qiuling, are you home?"

No one answered.

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