Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 15: Spiritual Method, Old Body Odor

Gao Lian, who was possessed by an immortal, now had a fox face, a pointed mouth, and a long beard, and his appearance was extremely terrifying.

The hands that were originally placed casually in front of his knees have now turned into extremely sharp claws.

"Boy, come and try it. I heard that my juniors are all scared." Hu Tianbiao waved his hand and made a provocative gesture.

Yan Huan nodded to show respect, "Senior, I'm sorry."

He extended his hand forward, "Come."

There was no Qi flowing around, and everything was quiet. Only the model of a classical clock tower placed in the corner of the room was ticking and swaying.

"What is this for?"

Hu Tianbiao frowned, "Are you kidding me?"

Yan Huan raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, "This is the Yan family's spirit-binding method! Senior, how about making friends?"

Hu Tianbiao stared at the hand that was stretched out towards him, feeling disrespected, and immediately became angry.

For a moment, the evil energy rising into the sky almost filled the entire room.

Yan Huan was not afraid at all. Instead, he felt that this frightening evil spirit was somewhat charming. It seemed that this old man Hu Tianbiao had been practicing for at least several hundred years.

"Don't be angry. What I said is the truth. When I make friends with elves, I insist on sincerity. If you are willing to follow me, then follow me. If you are not willing, then forget it. I will never force you."

"I am not teasing you on purpose. This method is indeed passed down from our ancestors. Besides, if I really have some witchcraft, I would never use you to test the waters. Just look at the great military exploits you have made during those difficult and arduous years. If I were to reveal even a little bit of my Qi, it would be a great disrespect to you."

"Wow! Gao Lian, this guy is good at talking, what do you say we should do? If he doesn't show any improvement, I will really kill him!" Hu Tianbiao looked up and said to Gao Lian who was possessed.

kill?
Yan Huan leaned back and sat up straight.

impossible.

The company has established an order and will inevitably be bound by it. Hu Tianbiao just wants to force it, but he can't really kill anyone.

woo woo woo woo!

Eh?
Before Yan Huan could react, seven foxes jumped out from behind him without permission, baring their teeth and fur in protest at Hu Tianbiao.

"Oh, I hate Grandpa the most!"

Hu Tianbiao was stunned for a moment, then took a look at these little foxes and found that they were all younger generations of the Hu family in Changbai Mountain.

"So that's how it is. He took you away! It's only been one day and you guys have turned your back on others?" Hu Tianbiao slammed the table and moved his fox face closer with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Why haven't I seen you guys so sharp before?"

After all, the Tian generation is the older generation, and their imposing and pressured aura is revealed with just a few words.

A few little foxes were so scared that they immediately stuck behind Yan Huan and started trembling.

"Seniors, some of the younger ones are outspoken and a little hasty, but we are all family, there is no need to be angry!" Yan Huan spread his arms, leaned back on the sofa, and protected the little foxes behind him.

The fox's face twisted and he snorted coldly.

"Are you really leaving voluntarily? I'm here to protect you. If you've been wronged, you can tell me and I'll take you back."

"No, my grandfather has body odor, it's disgusting!" Xiao Bailing choked back the words.

Hearing this, Hu Tianbiao rolled up his sleeves and stood up, "You little fox, I'm going to teach you a lesson today!"

"No, don't be anxious, you really don't have to be anxious." Yan Huan stood up and pushed Hu Tianbiao back.

The so-called disgusting body odor is naturally the special smell left after taking the spirit. When these old generations first became immortals, most of them would indulge themselves. When they met some insignificant Qingfeng (ghost immortals), they would swallow them up in one gulp. It is not surprising that they have some smell on their bodies, but this smell is a bit unbearable in front of young people like Bai Ling who are not very experienced in the world.

"Calling me out didn't accomplish anything, but it made me really angry!"

"You little bastard, remember to prepare a few more roast chickens for me when offering incense. I'm leaving now!" Boom!
After his upper body was freed and his original appearance was restored, Gao Lian pushed up his glasses and wrote something down in his notebook.

"Even at this point, you still insist, so we can't say much. Just take care of yourself."

Yan Huan stood up and said, "Leader, don't worry about this. I don't have any other abilities, but I know what's appropriate and I know the limit when doing things. In this peaceful era and rule of law society, who would be willing to jump out and become a troublemaker?"

Gao Lian glanced at the fox spirit behind the young man and sighed.

Not capable?
That's a bit self-deprecating.

"I understand. We'll see each other again." Gao Lian stood up, turned and walked out the door.

Yan Huan thought about it and stopped the person in charge of the Northeast region.

"Leader, I have something here, plus the Eight Qingfengs, why don't you take care of it while you're at it!"

The black fog suddenly appeared beside Yan Huan without any warning. At the same time, eight groups of strange and difficult to distinguish breezes quietly emerged from the cracks in the floor.

In Yan Huan's left hand, he was still tightly grasping a wisp of soul that was so weak that it was almost shattered.

The Northeast and Hunan are tens of thousands of miles apart, and the railway to the south is even more winding and tortuous. Faced with such a long journey, Yan Huan really does not have enough energy and money to make the effort.

The company has sufficient intelligence and is also a relevant department. Gao Lian happens to be Ma Xianer, who is very good at handling Qingfeng. It is most appropriate to hand these things over to him.

"Okay." Gao Lian agreed.

After collecting eight Qingfeng, he stared at the badly damaged Liu Quansheng again and shook his head with regret.

The Liu family is becoming increasingly impoverished, and it is not easy to produce a talented younger generation. As a result, they do not follow the right path, but take the wrong path.

"Do you want me to ask my colleague in Huazhong to mention this matter for you? You are helping them clean up their mess. This guy is dead, and maybe the Liu family will thank you." Gao Lian asked Liu Quansheng to hold the hand.

"Thank you for your kindness, boss! But I killed him simply because I couldn't stand him killing innocent people for a mere 'technique', not for the sake of Shi Enliu's family. It's better not to let them know about this."

"This matter is the responsibility of the company and you, the leader." Yan said with a smile.

Gao Lian stopped in front of the door, nodded repeatedly, and couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, okay, okay! Hehehe, just remember this."

He paused, then changed the subject, "I heard that you've been relying on exorcism techniques to make a living these years. It's not easy. Do you want me to find a job for you?"

"Sure." Yan Huan agreed, "Are you going to be a security guard or a logistics helper?"

"Don't you feel that you are being undervalued?"

"Leader, if I were any higher, I would be unworthy of the position." Yan said with a smile.

It would be fine if this was just an ordinary sinecure, but what is the nature of the company?
On the surface it is a courier company, but in reality it is a secret organization in Greater China that is responsible for managing aliens, and is tasked with maintaining the balance between aliens and normal society. The fact that Gao Lian is willing to speak up means that this job must be extraordinary, and Yan Huan believes that he cannot afford to offend him.

It's not that I'm afraid of things. The main thing in life is to follow your heart and live life to the fullest.

Besides, Yan Huan had never had a head-on confrontation with anyone since he was a child, so who knew what level he was at in this world.

Can he withstand the three corpses of Tu Junfang? Can he resist the special methods of the four crazy people of Quan Xing? To put it even more unreliably, can he survive seven or eight moves in the hands of the old Taoist priest?
No one can say for sure about these things unless they have tried.

It is true that there is fate in every person, but what Yan Huan loves is the small fate in the world, the little bits and pieces of ordinary people. As for something as big as a company, forget it.

"What a pity! Our treatment is quite good, with six insurances and one fund, a starting monthly salary of 16,000 yuan, year-end bonus, comprehensive governance award, spiritual civilization award, special union subsidy, car subsidy, oil subsidy, housing subsidy, more than 15 days of paid annual leave, plus overseas travel organized by the company..."

"Are you really not going to think about it?"

A formal company, no traps or tricks.

(End of this chapter)