My monsters are going to heaven

The dense green overflows from the high and thick courtyard walls, interspersed with the faint singing of birds.

Through the hollowed-out iron gate, one can see a delicate Western European-style beige dome emerging from the depths of the green courtyard.

The guards in gray uniforms opened the iron gate and invited Wen Yuan in.

Liu Wenyuan was wearing a neat trench coat with a stiff collar, sitting on the yellow rosewood sofa in the study, holding a thick book in his hand.

Hearing the guide guard asking for instructions at the door, he closed the book and put it on the table, and replied, "Bring him in."

After a while, Liu Wenyuan slowly closed the file brought by Wen Yuan, looking at Ryase: "These are your achievements these days?"

"Yes." Wen Yuan sat upright on the chair in front of the desk.

"There are too many words, you can dictate." Liu Wenyuan rubbed the acupuncture points on both sides of the root of his nose, his face full of exhaustion, "What does this widow Wang have to do with this case?"

Wen Yuan spoke slowly: "If what she said is true, then she is just a pawn."

Then he gave a rough account of Widow Wang's confession.

About 16 years ago, the short-lived man of Widow Wang, who was only in his early twenties, suddenly got a sudden illness and passed away overnight. At this time, Widow Wang had just given birth to Wang Xiulian.

What distressed Widow Wang was that before she married this husband, her father and brother had married three men one after another, and all of them died of sudden illness. Rumors about Kefu had been circulating for several years.

Now that this man is also dead, in the mouth of the gossip woman in the neighborhood, she must be even more miserable.

She was disheartened, and also vaguely felt that she was afraid that she was really destined to be a husband. She didn't want to remarry, and she was afraid of being alone with her children in the future. She wiped her tears in front of the grave and wanted to take the baby Wang Xiulian to commit suicide.

At this moment, a Taoist priest passed by and chatted with her casually.

When the two were talking, the Taoist suddenly said: "This child has a bad fate, and he will die sooner or later. You might as well sell it to me."

Widow Wang was so angry that she forgot that she was taking the child to commit suicide just now, and scolded the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest was not angry either. Before leaving, he smiled and said, "I'm just telling the truth. If you don't sell me now, she will still harm you sooner or later. Just don't regret it then."

Widow Wang is an angry woman, but being angry with him aroused her fighting spirit.

In a blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed, and Xiulian has become a slim and tall girl, who is also considered to be well-behaved.

Widow Wang wanted to find a good family for her daughter to marry and fulfill her life's wish.

Unexpectedly, before she had time to find a good marriage, one night, through various clues, she found out that her daughter was pregnant!

It is a great shame and humiliation for a girl who has not yet left the cabinet to have such a thing happen.

After asking all kinds of questions, she found out that her daughter had secretly communicated with the young master of a certain rich family, and the child had a secret relationship.

Widow Wang personally went to the family's door to question the crime, but was kicked out by the master of the family. They directly said that their son had been studying abroad and hadn't come back for several years. Even if Xiulian was a concubine, it was impossible for her to marry her.

Widow Wang was so ashamed and indignant that she humiliated her daughter severely when she returned home.

The daughter couldn't stand the double blow of the betrayal of the heartless person and the humiliation of the mother, so she threw herself into the river that night.

Widow Wang got up early in the morning and couldn't find her daughter. She followed the trail to the river, saw her daughter's shoe, and found her daughter's body in the water plants by the river. It was too late, so she pulled the body up and cried. More than that, angry and sad.

Coincidentally, at this time, the Taoist priest who said that Xiulian's fate was not good more than ten years ago appeared again.

When the Taoist saw it, he smiled and said: "Look, I told you that your daughter's fate is not good, but you don't believe me."

Widow Wang was so angry that she rushed forward to fight him desperately.

The Taoist said: "The injustice has its head, and the debt has its owner. Whoever harmed your daughter, you dare not look for him, but come to vent your anger on me."

When Widow Wang thought about the power and power of that big family and was admired by everyone in the local area, and then thought about how lonely she was, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

At this time, the Taoist blew the wind in his ears: "Pindao has a little bit of magic, maybe it can help you vent your anger."

At this time, Widow Wang was also mad and lost her mind, and asked him what he could do.

The Taoist smiled slightly: "As long as you hand over your daughter's bones to me, I will naturally find a way to make you vent your anger."

Hearing this, Liu Wenyuan couldn't help but interjected: "So, the so-called big family refers to the Chen family? The son who is away all the year... is Chen Jinzhi?"

"Yes. Not long after, someone dug out a coffin in the back mountain of Jinling Town. The person lying in the coffin was Wang Xiulian. The strange thing is that Wang Xiulian was wearing a golden cloak stolen from the gold store in the town. Everyone couldn't find it and hid early. Widow Wang had no choice but to bury Wang Xiulian hastily. Within a few days, the case of extermination of the Chen family happened, and Wang Xiulian's body appeared at the scene, beside Chen Liancheng. You also know what happened next."

"Oh, so, now this case has become a supernatural case where a Taoist priest cursed the dead?!" Liu Wenyuan sneered, "Ridiculous!"

"This is only one side of the widow Wang's remarks, and it is not enough to win the trust."

"Where is that Taoist now?"

Wen Yuan shrugged: "Widow Wang said that after Xiulian was handed over to the Taoist priest, she hid in the mountains. She didn't know how the Taoist priest cast the spell. After the murder, she even hid in the mountain for more than a month and dared not come out. She never saw her again. That Taoist."

Liu Wenyuan changed the subject, with a gloomy expression on his face: "What happened to that... Zhang Ruoshan last time?"

"It's all done. The old man who rang the bell was indeed the one who did it. However, the side effects of the injection are very serious, and the worst effects have already come out." Wen Yuan replied truthfully.

"Forget it, if something like this happened, he wouldn't have had a good end." Liu Wenyuan showed no pity on his face, "In two days, I will try the injection effect on this widow Wang." He said blankly Added, "I don't want anyone to lie about this kind of thing."

"Okay, Adjutant Liu."

After leaving Adjutant Liu's mansion, Wen Yuan realized that the cold sweat on his back had penetrated his spring shirt.

He was inexplicably relieved when he heard the iron door close behind him again.

Stepping on his second-hand bicycle, he habitually rode towards Jinling Town.

Although he couldn't think of anything that he had to go there today, Wen Yuan always had a vague feeling that Jinling Town still had a lot of things he wanted hidden.

Recently, the case, Liu Wenyuan and Li Feiyun were like three mountains, overwhelming him.

Last night, Chen San's appearance made him walk on eggshells even more.

— as if anyone could come and go from his apartment at will and take his life at will.

What Chen San said to him last night, he didn't tell Adjutant Liu, let alone Li Feiyun.

None of these people are trustworthy.

Especially this Chen San has always lied a lot, and his credibility is doubtful.

But what this person said deeply broke the meager trust he had built up in Adjutant Liu.

"You need to consider from everyone's starting point which direction you should approach. Li Feiyun, Chen Jinzhi, Liu Wenyuan, what plans do they have?"

Li Feiyun is seeking an official position.In order to seal the news and controlled the two Chen Jinzhi, he only hoped to solve the case as soon as possible to keep his official position and redeem his merits.Otherwise, the case will be passed on to the chief before it is solved, and it will cause side effects, which will not be good for him.

The real Chen Jinzhi seeks to solve the case, and he most wants to go to the provincial capital, firstly to prove himself, and secondly to ask for help.

Chen Jinzhi No. [-] - that fake, on the surface he is happy to go to the provincial capital, but in fact he is probably just pretending, he is the last person who doesn't want to go to the provincial capital.

As for Liu Wenyuan, he claimed that he came here because he received the news and was ordered to solve the case. All his actions are also trying to find the truth.

...Wen Yuan found out the problem soon after deliberation.

Liu Wenyuan has been claiming to have received the news, where did it come from?

——Wen Yuan always thought that it was the real Chen Jinzhi's letter back to the provincial newspaper.

However, Chen Jinzhi died.Died in the river in Jinling Town.

Qingquan County is not close to the provincial capital, and the traffic is quite backward. Even ferries and trains only pass by once a few days. This is the result of several applications from the county magistrate to the superior.

As a result, the communication here is also quite blocked - there are only a handful of people in the county with telephones, and letters during this period are strictly controlled.

Li Feiyun has been blocking the news, and no one in the police station is too idle to report the case. After all, if Li Feiyun falls, other people will only be unlucky and suffer. It is better to follow Li Feiyun to be more at ease. Anyway, the sky is falling. Li Feiyun is supporting it.

The point is that only a few people in the police station know the core files and details of the case.

Ordinary people want to sue, but it is still a question of whether they can understand the details of the case and whether they can get in touch with key figures.

Could it be that there are Liu Wenyuan's eyes and ears in the department?

The more he thinks about Adjutant Liu, the more hairy Wen Yuan gets.

He knew that he was the only one who could be relied on in this matter.

Wen Yuan rode slowly into Jinling Town, and retreated hurriedly with familiar plants, trees, bricks and tiles.

Jinling Town is neither big nor small. The densely packed alleyways are like the veins on the human body stretching out. Looking around, there is a sense of melancholy that does not know where the end is.

"Detective Wen!"

Suddenly, someone called him from afar.

Wen Yuan braked, followed the sound, and saw a smiling face at the window on the second floor of the teahouse in front of him, with some usual jokes showing between his handsome brows.

"So it's Boss Lu." Wen Yuan didn't know why, but when he saw such a hearty smiling face, he felt that the haze in his heart was inexplicably empty, and he also laughed.

Lu Yiming tapped the window sill with his chopsticks: "Come up, hurry up."

Wen Yuan put away his bicycle, went to the tea house, sat in front of Lu Yiming, looked at the table full of refreshments, and couldn't help laughing: "You order so much by yourself?"

This kind of second-generation ancestor is really not in charge of the family and does not know how expensive the firewood is.

Lu Yiming shook his head: "Seeing you here, I ordered it specially for you. Don't be polite to me, just eat something." After a pause, he poured a cup of tea for Wen Yuan, "It can be regarded as a farewell in advance, so that you won't be late This busy man can't even have a farewell meal."

"Farewell...? Where are you going?" Wen Yuan paused for the chopsticks he had just lifted, his brows unable to hide his surprise.

"It's not decided yet." Lu Yiming played with a peanut with the chopsticks in his hand, but he didn't rush to deliver it to his mouth, but let it roll twice in the plate and then fix it, "maybe go all over the world , stay wherever you feel comfortable."

Wen Yuan smiled: "Why so suddenly? I've never heard you mention it before."

"It's not a sudden... I've been thinking about it all the time, but I didn't think about it clearly before." Lu Yiming said casually, "It took two days to make up my mind."

"when are we leaving?"

"At the end of this month at the latest." Lu Yiming slowly brought the flower rice to his mouth, ate it in one bite, chewed, felt the crunchy and numbness of fried peanuts explode in his mouth, swallowed, and said, " Stay here, boring."

If it weren't for his scruples about his grandfather's last words, he would have packed his luggage and left immediately.

Wen Yuan asked, "Then what about your shop?"

Lu Yiming was silent for a while, and said, "Sister Chen will take care of it."

"Since you have made such a decision, as a friend, I have nothing to say." Wen Yuan raised his teacup, "I will replace wine with tea for this cup, I wish you a smooth journey."

"Hahaha." Lu Yiming also raised his teacup, drank it with Wen Yuan at the same time, and said with a smile, "I came back this year, the happiest thing is to have a friend like you."

"Where's Ah Jin? He's with you?" Wen Yuan thought of the man who was brought into the town by Lu Yiming.

"He..." Lu Yiming hesitated for a moment, and sighed, "Wherever he wants to go, he will naturally go. Where I go, he may not be willing to follow. There is always a banquet in the world, and there must be a farewell."

As he spoke, a look of melancholy flashed across his face, and he said, "Speaking of which, it's embarrassing. I grew up in this town, but in the end, I want to leave, but I can only find you, a foreigner, to say goodbye."

Wen Yuan raised his head: "I remember you said that you also had many childhood friends?"

Lu Yiming smiled wryly: "When I was [-] or [-] years old, I went to school in the provincial capital, and gradually lost contact with these partners. When I came back, there were no one there. I only found out after inquiring. gone."

"That Chen Jinzhi... is also your childhood playmate, right?"

Lu Yiming nodded: "When we were young, we were classmates in the school in the town. At that time, we even endured that old master Zhou's board together."

"It seems that at first your relationship with him seemed very strange?"

"...Hey, if something happened, it will be far away. It's a long story." Lu Yiming shook his head, "It's hard to say."

Wen Yuan saw that he didn't want to talk, and he didn't force it, so he changed the subject leisurely: "I heard that your grandfather built the bluestone road outside?"

Lu Yiming glanced out the window, looked at the bluestone avenue that had been built for nearly 20 years and was still as solid as new, and smiled: "Yes. He built a lot of roads for the town, so wherever I go, people recognize me. Sometimes, what unscrupulous things you do, you will be poked in the spine until your brain hurts."

"The house of Chen Jin's family seems to be the old house of your Lu family."

"My father told me about this. At that time, the old man of the Chen family fell in love with the feng shui of that land and paid a big price. His grandfather had a big heart and moved his nest when he saw people liked it." Lu Yiming said slowly, "It's a pity that I don't know what Feng Shui, I don’t know what’s so good about that land.”

Judging from the current situation, the feng shui of that land is obviously not much better.

"Your grandfather is really a well-known figure in this town."

"That's true." Lu Yiming mentioned his grandfather, with a natural sense of pride on his face, "He is a good man, and he has done good deeds all his life. If any family in the neighborhood suffers from a disease, he will always give it to him in private. Others give alms. I have never seen him blush with anyone in my life."

"Is your grandfather quite proficient in Taoism and Kanyu?" Wen Yuan calmly brought the topic to the point.

Although there is no clear evidence for the time being, his intuition tells him that Lu Yiming's grandfather, the well-known benevolent Lu Zhanpeng, is somewhat involved in the Chen family's affairs.

——The Chen family's house was bought from Lu Zhanpeng.

——According to what Chen San said last night, the person who served as the golden box was Lu Zhanpeng.It was Lu Zhanpeng who spoke so eloquently and told Mr. Chen about the good feng shui of the house that Mr. Chen took over willingly. In fact, he paid far more than the value of the house itself, and the excess was the gold box. When capital.

——Lu Zhanpeng's family history almost started with the sale of the house. Perhaps, that was the first pot of gold he earned in Jinling Town.

In addition to these, Chen San also told him many things, but they were too weird and absurd, and in view of Chen San's cunning, Wen Yuan did not intend to be completely trusted.

Lu Yiming remembered the scene of his grandfather turning into a dog under a tree, and his face darkened: "I... don't know very well. Maybe I understand."

"I read that it was mentioned in the local chronicles that more than ten years ago, a powerful Taoist priest was invited by your grandfather to get rid of a demon in the town?"

Wen Yuan put on an interesting look and involved another key figure.

Taoist priest.

——As mentioned in the local chronicles, there were monsters in Jinling Town back then, and Lu Zhanpeng spent a lot of money to invite a Taoist priest with profound morals to get rid of the monsters.As for the Taoist priest's real name and where he came from, there is no clear record.

——Widow Wang also mentioned a Taoist priest of unknown origin in her confession.

So, could the Taoist in these two stories be the same person?

When Lu Yiming heard the word "Taoist", there was obviously a trace of fear in his eyes. He grinned and said, "I was still young at that time, and I vaguely remembered that many people in the town had strange diseases that lasted for a long time. At that time, we were the only ones in the town. The Lu family has a medicine store, so some people say that there is a problem with the medicinal materials in our family. Grandpa offered a huge reward to find a Taoist priest."

As he said that, his face sank a little, and he continued: "That Taoist priest is really powerful. Within three days, he caught that monster and burned it alive in public."

The so-called demon turned out to be an old woman who had been selling sweet potatoes at the street corner.

He still remembers to this day that when the Taoist priest muttered something, the old woman begged for mercy and turned into a giant python. white ash.

"I really want to know what such a Taoist priest looks like. I have lived for 24 years, and I have never seen a serious Taoist priest."

"I don't remember much either." Lu Yiming tried to recall, he always felt that he still remembered that person's face, but that face still couldn't come to mind, and he was a little confused, "Maybe we will meet again, we can recognize him Come out."

"How many times have you seen that Taoist priest?"

"Two or three times."

Sensing Wen Yuan's curious eyes, Lu Yiming slowly explained: "The first time, after my grandfather offered a reward, he revealed the list and came to my house; the second time, it was the one I just mentioned. Another time, it was... It seems that something happened to some family, and my father invited him to do the practice."

"Which one happened?"

Lu Yiming shrugged: "I was still young at the time, so I don't remember much about it."

Outside the window, a black shadow passed low.

Lu Yiming glanced casually and found that it was a crow, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows and laughing: "Why is there such a black bird everywhere, it's really unlucky."

The crow scratched the window sill with a "croak", then rushed crookedly towards the sky, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

After Wen Yuan left, Lu Yiming's expression darkened instantly.

Just now Wen Yuan kept spying on the old affairs of the Lu family, no matter how slow Lu Yiming was, he couldn't help but notice it.

He gently turned the teacup in his hand, feeling a little apprehensive.

Why did Wen Yuan check these things for no reason?

Could it be that Wen Yuan noticed something?

However, these old things have passed for so many years, and there is no reason to hold on to them.

Could it be related to the current case?

...how is this possible?

Lu Yiming knocked on the table lightly, and said two words to the passing waiter: "Pay the bill."

Swinging back home slowly, Lu Yiming found the bronze box from under the bed and opened it.

"Yiming, you're back."

Inside the box, the invisible monster was calling softly with the voice of a six or seven-year-old child.

Lu Yiming gave a "hmm" and looked at the empty box thoughtfully.

The mind of the monster in the box is like that of a six or seven-year-old child.

Knowing neither what is good nor what is evil.

Just follow in his footsteps.

Back then, he was the one who went to the back mountain to dig out that ghost thing.

Why did you go to the back mountain to hunt for treasure?

Lu Yiming gradually remembered.

——When the Taoist priest passed by him in public to remove the demon queen, he whispered to him and Meng Linsheng: "In the back mountain, there are many monsters like this. Don't go digging in the cave. Maybe something powerful will be unearthed."

Children always like to do things that adults say they can't do.

Lu Yiming and Meng Linsheng dragged Chen Jinzhi to him and ran to the back of the mountain every day, hoping to dig out some treasures.

Sure enough, the puppet was dug out.

At first it looked like an ordinary, ugly puppet, but unexpectedly it had such a monster hidden in it.

At the beginning, he could only parrot, and later he would even retort, and later... he learned to eat people.

Lu Yiming often told himself that he did nothing wrong back then.

If you don't do that, then...

But what about the sense of guilt that hasn't dissipated in my heart for more than ten years?

He went abroad to study and study psychology, and he just wanted to know how to reduce this sense of guilt.

Apparently, in vain.

It would be great if there was no such monster from the beginning.

Maybe Meng Linsheng can still live to this day, marry a wife, and have children.

Instead of often appearing in Lu Yiming's nightmares, with a hideous appearance.

The brazier where the talisman paper was burned in front of the bed is still there.

There is a thick layer of ash in the basin.

Lu Yiming remembered what the Taoist said that day.

Then he picked up a pinch of the ashes from the burnt talisman paper, mixed it into the teapot, and shook it well.

After a long time, a cup of cloudy tea was poured out.

Holding the teacup, he stared at Fu Huishui in a daze.

"Yiming, why don't you speak?"

Qingcheng asked chirpingly.

"Drink." Lu Yiming pointed to the teacup.

The water in the teacup immediately lost a layer.

"How?" Lu Yiming smiled.

"taste not good."

That Taoist priest was indeed just a charlatan.

Compared with the Taoist priest invited by my grandfather, it is really far behind.

Lu Yiming brought the teacup to his mouth and took a sip.

The tasteless powder had a burnt texture in his mouth, sliding down his throat as he swallowed.

Apart from the bad taste, there is no discomfort in the body.

He subconsciously thought, who is that Taoist priest?

The person who bewitched him to dig treasures in the back mountain was that Taoist priest.

After Qingcheng ate Meng Linsheng, it was the Taoist priest who was invited by his father to perform the ritual.

After sealing Qingcheng into this box, he buried the box and reminded Lu Yiming with a smile that he must never dig it out, it was still that Taoist priest.

It was only now that Lu Yiming suddenly realized that everything seemed to have been set up by someone somewhere.

The Taoist priest always seemed to be inadvertently teaching him what to do next.

Lu Yiming had long forgotten the face of the Taoist priest, but he still remembered that he was elegant and his clothes fluttered.

Every time my grandfather and father saw him, they would salute him with the utmost respect.

Cold sweat slowly oozes from the back.

There was a throbbing pain in the abdomen, as if a small ball of flames was dancing in the stomach, burning the stomach.

When the pain became more and more intense, Lu Yiming realized that something was wrong with his body.

He lowered his head, and on the white and thin fingers of his left hand, it seemed that someone had written crooked characters with light ink mixed with water, and a dense layer of runes appeared.

Lu Yiming was startled, and hurriedly wiped it with the other hand. This layer of runes did not fade at all due to the movement of wiping, but became clearer and clearer.

Moreover, these charms seem to have life and self-awareness, swimming under the skin like tadpoles.

Lu Yiming opened his sleeve, and his left arm was also covered with such characters.

He stood up and saw in the mirror on the bookshelf, with the bridge of the nose as the boundary, the left face, left eye, and left neck were also covered with crooked black runes, as if they were tattooed all over.

With a scream, Lu Yiming smashed the mirror.

What the hell are these? !

Enduring the burning pain in his stomach, Lu Yiming rummaged through the closet, found a coat, and took out a dilapidated book from it with shaking hands.

With red eyes and hoarse voice, he pointed to the wriggling runes on the left half of his body, and asked anxiously, "These... what are these things?"

The book demon seemed to have just been awakened, and said wearily: "Ah... this, this seems to be a spell planted on the body."

"What spells?" Lu Yiming growled, "What are they for? Who planted them?"

"How do I know...there are thousands of mantras in this world, each of which has a different effect, and even those who are knowledgeable can write a new mantra at random, and there is no definite rule."

"..." Lu Yiming slumped on the chair, looked at the talisman in his left hand that was swimming endlessly, thought in his heart, gritted his teeth, and pulled out a dagger from the bookshelf, as if to peel off a layer of skin.

The book demon repeatedly said: "Don't, don't, you won't be able to remove it even if you cut it."

Lu Yiming stabbed the dagger on the table with a snap, and asked, "How can I get rid of it?"

The book demon thought for a while, and said, "I heard that there is a way to get rid of the spell. However, it may not work..."

When Kim Poro came home, he saw Lu Yiming coming out of the room refreshed.

Kimporo could tell something was different at a glance.

Young Master Lu's skin showed a faint morbid paleness, although it was not as pale as Jin Poluo's, but it was still unusually white.

——too clean.It seems that something is missing.

Jin Poluo's eyes darkened, he grabbed Lu Yiming's wrist, and asked in a deep voice, "On you... what did you do just now?"

"It's nothing." Lu Yiming said nonchalantly, "I just accidentally ate some talisman gray water and got diarrhea. I just took some medicine, took a shower and slept for a while."

"I'm a little hot, go to the well to scoop up some water and wash my face." He withdrew his hand, rubbed his half-dried hair, and walked into the yard.

Jin Poluo remembered the pot of ash, frowned, and walked into Lu Yiming's room.

The pot of talisman ash was gone, and the brazier by the bed had been washed clean.

On the table at the side, there were several pieces of white rice paper more than one meter long, and the paper was filled with strange and crooked runes.

Kim Poro picked up the few pieces of paper, stared at them for a while, his face turned blue.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something quietly shrinking into the quilt, and he grabbed it out.

"Jinling Local Chronicles" was struggling and shaking in his hands.

By the way, I almost forgot about this little demon.

The corner of Kimporo's mouth curled up mockingly, and he hummed a laugh.

"Did you hear what I said to him that night?"

About many things about Young Master Lu, this book demon probably already knew it by heart.

"Jinling Local Chronicles" made a sound of begging for mercy.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't have tricked him into removing those runes...forgive me..."

"Great God, without those runes, it would be easier for you to eat him... I shouldn't do anything, but I did a good thing for you... There is no credit, but hard work..."

"Only you are worthy of robbing me?" Kimporo sneered in a low voice, as if from the bottom of his throat, "Looking for death."

Lu Yiming had just washed his face when he heard some noise in the room. He walked back to the room and saw that something had been burned in the brazier in front of the bed until only the last sparks remained.

Dazed for a moment, the shape of the thing looked like a book.

Huh?

He rushed over and poured the tea in the pot into the brazier, trying to save the book from the fire.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the tea touched the blackened pages, the pages immediately sizzled and turned into a puddle that floated in the water.

"What are you doing? Who told you to touch my things!" Lu Yiming yelled at Kim Poro.

Kimporo remained silent.

"Could it be that you really planted the spell on my body?" Lu Yiming was a little annoyed, and asked casually with doubts in his heart.

Kimporo smiled coldly, even the light reflected by the two canine teeth was cold.

"You would rather believe it than me?"