Transformed into the control group, relying on the spiritual spring space to feed four children

This was the first time that Wen Yan witnessed changes in space with her own eyes. The fog that originally surrounded this land gradually dissipated, and the square land expanded by another two acres.

The spiritual spring water changed from a dripping small spring into a gurgling stream, surrounding one side of the house and the land.

At the edge of the farmland, a tree rose from the ground and quickly grew to the height of a building. Wen Yan felt her hands getting warm, as if she was closely connected to the tree.

There was no change in the thatched hut. The butler came out from inside. His stiff limbs became smooth, and except for his eyes which were still a little stiff, the rest of him looked no different from a real person.

The butler's voice remained unchanged. "This tree is a tree of vitality. You can use its vitality to make all things grow."

Wen Yan was surprised. She glanced at a medicinal herb beside her and gently placed her hot palm on it. "It seems there is no change."

Housekeeper: "Everything planted in the space was planted by me personally. The environment of the space is very suitable for growth, so it will not change."

Wen Yan awkwardly withdrew her hand, "That means I can only bring life back to things that have lost their vitality?"

"Yes."

If this thing is used well, it is a powerful tool, but if it is used poorly, it is useless.

As if it was aware of Wen Yan's inner thoughts, the Life Tree shook its body in dissatisfaction, as if it was shaking itself hard enough to make herself faint.

Wen Yan hurried over and patted the little guy soothingly. This tree looks like it is still in its infancy...it has a really bad temper.

Wen Yan came out of the space and had a good sleep with satisfaction.

When she woke up the next day, Wen Yan packed her luggage and prepared to go home. As soon as she walked out of the room, she found a familiar figure sitting downstairs.

Wen Yan didn't hesitate and sat opposite him, "You recognized me yesterday?"

"You disguised yourself very well, but you can't fool me." Wang Jiu said with a smile, "I remember the location of every strand of your hair."

Too lazy to listen to this person's nonsense, Wen Yan asked: "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"As you know, I've been investigating a fake salt permit case recently. Your uncle said that the person who introduced him to this road was Wan Liangzhe's man. He concluded that they were the same person just because he saw that the man's eyes were very similar to Wan Liangzhe's."

Wen Yan suddenly realized: "You mean, that person could also be Wan Gaofeng?"

"It can only be said to be a guess, and as for his purpose, it should be related to the party struggle in the capital." Wang Jiu stopped here.

Since ancient times, official salt has been a big piece of fat meat, and there is no telling how much money is in it. Therefore, as long as the official positions related to official salt are often taken by royal relatives, they will make a fortune.

Now there is a problem. I think it is a fight in the capital, and someone wants to share some of this fat meat.

Now it is speculated that it was Wan Gaofeng who did it. He knew that Wen Kangshi was stupid and greedy, so he chose him. After all, if you are not stupid, you should know that once you touch this thing, you will die.

Behind Wan Gaofeng is the Third Princess, so her brother, the Second Prince, who is from the same mother as the Third Princess, must be the mastermind behind this.

Wang Jiu continued, "Now I need someone I can trust to help me deal with those salt merchants and find out the real culprit behind the fake salt permits."

"Lord Wang really thinks highly of me." Wen Yan stood up and adjusted her skirt. "I want to go home. I'm afraid I can't help you."

Wen Yan is not stupid, she would not do such a thankless task.

Wang Jiu was not in a hurry at all. He poured a cup of hot tea for Wen Yan with his bony fingers: "Madam Wen, if you help me, I will help you."

He said calmly and confidently: "I received news last night that your second daughter ran away from home after learning that her father was not dead."

"What!" Wen Yan was stunned, her thoughts turning around, "Why did she leave?"

"As a sign of cooperation, I don't mind telling Madam Wen. She already knows that her father is not dead, so she plans to go to the capital to find him." Wang Jiu took the opportunity to put forward his own request, "As long as Madam Wen helps me this time, I will have someone tie her up and bring her back when you are done. Before that, I will guarantee her safety."

As if in response to Wang Jiu's words, a gray sparrow flew in from outside the inn and landed on Wen Yan's shoulder. When she opened the letter behind the gray sparrow, it was, as expected, about Wan Xiaqing's disappearance.

After reading it, Wen Yan confirmed that what Wang Jiu said was true. However, she still had doubts about Wan Xiaqing's motives. Wen Yan knew her child best. Wan Xiaqing was a sentimental person and didn't seem like someone who would abandon his mother for his father.

After a little thought, Wen Yan picked up the pen and wrote back, telling them not to look for it and just give it to her.

After doing all this, Wen Yan looked at the man in front of her again. She took a deep breath and said, "Tell me, how can I help you?"

...

Xuan Shu is the most capable killer around Wang Jiu, but he was actually sent to look after a child. It was a bit of a waste of his talent.

Moreover, this kid walks very slowly. It will probably take him ten days or half a month to reach the capital. Has he been doing this all this time?

Because of a moment of distraction, the child in front was tricked into a shady shop.

She was still a child, and she had to be careful when someone suddenly appeared in the wilderness. The most important thing was that the restaurant told her that they were afraid she would be hungry, so they gave her the food for free.

The black rat hid its body, jumped onto the roof of the inn, lifted the tiles and looked inside.

In the inn, a beautiful woman asked her to sit there for a while while she went to get some food.

The shopkeeper next to him, with muscular hair and scars on his face running from his forehead to his chin, was grinning at Wan Xiaqing and saying, "Eat more."

Wan Xiaqing nodded, and when the beautiful woman brought a bowl of meat noodles over, Wan Xiaqing said to them: "You are such good people!"

Then he started to eat voraciously.

No matter how you look at it, this is very suspicious. She must have been drugged! Xuan Shu could almost foresee her fate.

Wan Xiaqing finished a bowl of noodles but was only one-third full. He was still not satisfied and was picking up the remaining coriander leaves in the bowl.

The beautiful woman said, "There is more. I will serve it to you."

When they arrived at the kitchen, the beautiful woman frowned and muttered, "Why is the knockout drug not working? Did I give it too little?"

He took out a medicine bag from his pocket, poured all the medicine into the pot and stirred it, then filled two large bowls for Wan Xiaqing with a kind smile on his face: "Eat more, it's all yours."

Wan Xiaqing smiled and said, "Thank you, sister."

Holding chopsticks in one hand, he peeled the tender white garlic cloves, ate the garlic and noodles, and even drank the soup. After three bowls of noodles, Wan Xiaqing's belly was finally full.

The beautiful woman frowned and met the strong man at the back.

Strong man: "You didn't take any drugs?"

Beautiful woman: "I did, a whole pack!"

The strong man saw the empty medicine bag beside him and asked suspiciously, "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

The beautiful woman also felt the same way: "Did I really take the wrong one?"

The strong man took the empty medicine bag and sniffed it, while the beautiful woman picked up a noodle left in the pot to taste it. The two looked at each other and confirmed that this was the knockout drug!

How come that little girl is fine? !

The two men's doubts were not answered, and they fainted with their eyes rolled up.

Xuan Shu, who was about to take action, said: ...? What's going on?

Wan Xiaqing in front wiped his mouth and stretched, "I tend to feel sleepy after eating, but I can't sleep. I have to continue on my journey. I don't have money to stay in an inn."

After waiting for a while, seeing no one from the inn coming out, Wan Xiaqing stopped waiting, took the brush from the inn's cabinet, wrote the word "thank you" and left.

Xuan Shu had no way of knowing that Wen Yan had been feeding her spiritual spring water, so ordinary poisons were useless, let alone a knockout drug.

After calling for someone to clean up the mess, Xuan Shu continued to follow. However, he did not expect that this black shop in the inn was just the beginning, and his performance for the next year was inexplicably determined.