The car door opened, and Fu An was unprepared to see inside. He was met with three half-faced heads, and half of their faces were filled with tears and panic-stricken expressions.
“…”
Mi Feixue passed by him, jumped off the carriage and went straight to the old house.
“Guest, do you want to come in and sit down?” The puppet grinned and invited Fu An from the car door that had not yet been closed.
Fu’an had goosebumps all over his body, and he chased Mi Feixue without daring to look back, “Young Master, wait for me!”
The two of them walked in tandem, and when they were approaching the old house, Fu An caught up with Mi Feixue, who looked like she had small arms and legs.
As soon as they arrived at the old house, Mi August received a notice from the spirit of the house.
She came out of the laboratory and walked to the front hall, where she saw Mi Feixue running here.
When Mi Feixue saw her, her face turned red and she handed over the thing she had been holding in her hand as if to take credit for it.
A small black thumb-sized thing was tied up half-deadly. What tied it was a slender hair, which was invisible to the naked eye on its inky black body.
Mi August couldn’t tell what it was, so he took out the book of good and evil and pointed it at the little thing.
[Ink-tampering boy]
[weird thing]
[He often hangs out in study rooms, schools and other literary places. He likes to eat pens, inks, papers and inkstones and plays pranks. He has no attack power]
[The more pens, inks, paper and inkstones swallowed, the qualitative change will occur in the ink-taker, which can be made into Yinling ink. Low-level ink-tester is not worth mentioning, but the superior ink-tester is a treasure]
Mi August looked at the little guy and touched the top of Mi Feixue’s hair, “Since the baby caught it, the baby will take care of it.”
Mi Feixue nodded and put the ink-tampering boy back into his sleeve pocket.
Mi August called Fu An, who was standing quietly behind him, and asked him about Mi Feixue’s experience in the mansion today.
Fu’an glanced at the young master who was well-behaved and shy in front of adults, and truthfully told Mi August the story of his studies.
After listening to his story, Mi August let him go without saying anything.
After Fu’an left, Mi August asked Mi Feixue, “Did [Curse] do it?”
Mi Feixue nodded, took off the cursed doll hanging from her waist and showed it to her.
Mi August opened the book of good and evil.
Sure enough, there are new changes to this page [Weapon: Grudge].