Bai Wenying paused slightly, looked up and met Old Master Nan's all-knowing eyes, and instantly understood that he had seen through her and knew what was going on.
She wasn't actually Bai Wenyin; she was just a spirit born from the old clothes she left behind.
Just like... a blade of grass.
Bai Wenying subconsciously looked at Nan Yuanman behind Old Master Nan, a hint of hesitation on her face. Her lips parted slightly and then closed again, and she remained silent, unsure of what to say.
Nan Yuanman was unaware of the undercurrent between Bai Wenying and Grandpa Nan. She was overjoyed to see her grandfather whom she hadn't seen in a long time, and ran over to him, jumping right up to his legs.
She rubbed against his legs like a kitten: "Grandpa, Grandpa! You're finally out of seclusion! I missed you so much!"
Grandpa Nan scrutinized Bai Wenying for a while, making sure she was safe, before slowly lowering his head and stiffly patting Nan Yuanman's fluffy little head: "Grandpa missed you too."
After hugging Grandpa Nan for a while, Nan Yuanman let go of him and happily ran towards Bai Wenying with her short legs. She took Bai Wenying's hand and walked towards Grandpa Nan, her bright black and white eyes sparkling: "Grandpa, look who this is!"
"My mom!"
She couldn't help but let out a silly grin, with a hint of boasting: "My mom hasn't been reincarnated yet! She helped me a lot this time I was here to handle some matters!"
Grandpa Nan stared at Nan Yuanman's exceptionally happy chubby face, hummed in a low voice, paused, and then added, "Very good."
After showing off, Nan Yuanman's gaze fell on Jiang Zhen, who was lying limply on the ground like a pile of rotten flesh, her soul body in a terrible state.
Bai Wenying and Old Master Nan tacitly avoided arguing at this moment, and the two of them followed Nan Yuanman's gaze.
Grandpa Nan asked her, word by word, "Who is the person behind you?"
Jiang Zhen raised her head with difficulty and glared fiercely at Nan Yuanman: "You will never find out the identity of our master!"
As soon as she finished speaking, her body suddenly swelled rapidly, her soul shattered inch by inch, and her face showed a crazed expression: "Even if I die, I will drag you all down with me!"
"Oh no! She's going to self-destruct!" Bai Wenying exclaimed.
With a gloomy expression, Old Master Nan quickly stepped forward, intending to take Jiang Zhen to the deep mountains and forests.
Even faster than him was Xiao Hong. As soon as the coffin of Xiao Hong, which had grown larger, opened, it swallowed Jiang Zhen, who had swelled up like a balloon, directly inside.
The coffin lid slammed shut with a loud bang.
All that could be heard in the end was Jiang Zhen's scream: "No no no! You bastards! The Lord of Heaven will not let you get away with this! Aaaaaaahh ...
"Bang!"
A muffled thud came from inside the coffin, but the coffin itself did not move at all. There wasn't even a single crack on the coffin body, except that the half of the coffin that hadn't been painted yet looked even blacker and shinier.
From a distance, it seemed to exude an ominous aura.
Nan Yuanman was startled and quickly shrunk Xiao Hong back into his hand. He held her and looked her over carefully, asking, "Xiao Hong, how are you? Are you alright? Why do you eat everything just like Grandpa?"
Xiao Hong nuzzled her palm in a flattering manner.
The little dumpling's face tightened: "Don't eat random things next time!"
Little Red shook the coffin and nodded up and down.
but……
Nan Yuanman turned around and looked at Grandpa Nan curiously, asking him, "Grandpa, what is the Zhutian Sect?"
Old Master Nan shook his head: "I don't know."
He had never heard of this sect during his lifetime, but he knew it was no good just by hearing about it.
Nan Yuanman scratched his head. Since Grandpa didn't know, he would write it down first and ask Sister Zhong Xueliu later.
With Jiang Zhen's death, the villagers she had controlled and the other two men in the Jiang family also broke free of her control.
Aunt Zheng rubbed her head and swayed as she sat up, groaning, "What happened? Wasn't I helping Yuanman clean her house? How did I end up here? Ouch! My back!"
The other villagers gradually came to their senses: "How did I get here? Wasn't I planting vegetables in the yard?"
"Ouch! My face hurts so much, Old Zhang! Did you hit me?!"
"Stop talking nonsense! I haven't even said you hit me yet! Ouch! My butt!"
As if waking from a nightmare, Jiang Hengzhi gasped and sat up abruptly.
As his memories returned, Jiang Hengzhi realized what he had done, his expression changed, and he turned away and vomited violently.
Jiang Chuyun's face turned pale, and she felt completely drained. She lay on the ground, staring blankly at the sky.
Nan Yuanman skillfully took out a talisman, crushed it, and the talisman turned into specks of starlight that drifted toward the still bewildered villagers.
The villagers, who had just regained consciousness, rolled their eyes back and collapsed again.
When they woke up this time, they wouldn't remember what had happened before; they would just think they were tired from working and went to bed for a nap.
Oh, except for the three members of the Jiang family.
The South Manchu, with its malicious intent, did not erase their memories.
She glanced at Bai Wenying with a slightly guilty look. Her mother probably hadn't discovered her little trick, right? These Jiang family members were so annoying; she might as well give them a little punishment…
Just then, Zhong Xueliu and Nan Yichen, who had gone to destroy the array pattern, returned, their faces flushed with excitement.
The formation was actually broken!
The method to break the formation was unbelievably simple, making them wonder if they were still in an illusion.
Otherwise, why would the shikigami summoning circle, which had troubled 908 for so many years, be broken so easily?
In fact, this formation is easy to destroy. First, the formation is not yet complete, and second, the talismans given to them by Nan Yuanman are powerful enough to cause damage.
If the shikigami summoning circle is already set up, or if the talismans and magical artifacts in their hands are not powerful enough, the circle is not so easy to destroy.
When the workers arrived, Nan Yuanman waved and told Zhong Xueliu and Nan Yichen to take the villagers home.
She didn't dare ask Old Master Nan for help.
After so long, even she, who was slow to realize, finally understood that her grandfather was no longer a living person. If he were to get close to ordinary people, he would make them sick.
My mother is also a spirit, so she's not easy to approach.
We can only ask Sister Zhong Xueliu and Brother Nan Yichen to work a little harder.
Zhong Xueliu and Nan Yichen didn't say anything, after all, they hadn't done anything this time and had even hindered Yuanman's progress...
As they moved the villagers, the two secretly resolved that once they returned to Shangjing 908, they would train hard! Train diligently! Train extra hard! If they had another chance to go on fieldwork with Yuanman next time, they absolutely could not hold her back again!
After Jiang Hengzhi finished vomiting, his muddled mind finally cleared up. He looked at Zhong Xueliu with a pale face, and was about to ask for help when he suddenly saw Nan Yuanman standing behind Zhong Xueliu.
And the illusory white figure behind Nanmanyuan.
Jiang Hengzhi's pupils contracted slightly, and he murmured in a hoarse voice, "Bai Wenying..."
"younger sister."
He subconsciously thought of getting up and walking towards Bai Wenying, but suddenly realized...
He couldn't stand up.
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