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

Chapter 166: My mother's legacy, the study of the five elements godhood
The masks of the two dancers were removed together, and the faith gathered around them dissipated.

Xia Liuqing rubbed his burning wrist, looked at the back of Yan Youlong standing in front of him, and praised him sincerely, "Good boy!"

"My dear grandson, are you hurt?" Yan Youlong carefully checked Yan Huan's arm and rolled up his clothes. Not only was there no bruise, there was not even a trace of redness.

"I fought really hard..."

Yan Huan pulled his arm away and said, "Let's not talk about this. My dear grandpa, are you hurt?"

Well···

Yan Youlong swallowed, rubbed his palms, and put his hands behind his back.

“No…no!”

The old man said this stubbornly. He thought that this old guy Xia Liuqing was not easy to tease, so he took the opportunity to show off his family skills in front of his grandson. However, he failed to show off and was numbed by his grandson's armor.

"You are so young, but you are so strong. You must have suffered a lot outside, right?"

Yan Huan replied, "Not really. Actually, everything is going pretty smoothly, except that I have no money."

"Money? Grandpa Qian has some! How much do you want? I'll give you our property..."

"Don't!" Thinking of the poor man on his back, Yan Huan immediately raised his hand to refuse, "Please don't!"

"Okay, there's no rush. Whenever you need something, just tell grandpa." Yan Youlong was so happy to see his grandson that he wanted to give everything to him.

After saying a few words, he looked at Xia Liuqing again, "Look at you, Old Xia. You've been following me for decades, and your heart of stone should have softened. I don't have that intention, so why don't you understand?"

"I really don't want to leave any descendants for myself. Look at that! My grandson defeated us two old guys with just one move!"

"What did you say? How do you know that my precious grandson defeated the Wuhou Sect's rare genius Zhuge Qing a few days ago?"

Xia Liuqing was so angry that her gums itched and she kept massaging her sore wrists.

The old guy has the same smell, and hasn't changed at all over the years.

"Let's go, let's go home and have dinner." Yan Youlong took big strides and led Yan Huan into the yard.

At the end, he turned around and said, "Let's go, Old Xia. I'll ask the chef to prepare a dish of 'Four Stars Looking at the Moon' for you. You have liked this dish since you were a child. I don't know what's so delicious about pickled and steamed fish fillets..."

Xia Liuqing was slightly stunned, snorted coldly, and slowly followed.

After passing the red gate, there is a courtyard paved with bluestone slabs. In the northeast corner of the courtyard is a dilapidated small theater.

According to Yan Youlong, the Yan family mansion was expanded based on the unremarkable theater. However, as the mansion grew larger, the small theater was neglected.

Yan Huan looked over and saw that there were benches and chairs under the red curtain stage, but no one was sitting there, making it look unusually empty.

Xia Liuqing took a quick glance and his heart sank.

Whenever he saw a stage, he would always think of the days of hard training backstage. As the saying goes, "One minute on stage, ten years of hard work off stage." At that time, he trained from the hottest days of summer to the coldest days of winter. His days were hard but fulfilling.

Unfortunately, there are not many young people who like drama nowadays, and some skills are gradually lost, and even he has no successors.

Looking at Yan Huan's back, the old oil bug's words came to his mind again.

Even if Xia Liuqing has no descendants, he must at least have a successor!

Let's discuss this with the kid later...
A breath of melancholy and depression condensed into white mist, which instantly dissipated in front of Xia Liuqing. Looking after the grandfather and grandson, he always felt a little lonely. "Jinfeng, Jinfeng..."

The three of them returned to the lobby. Yan Huan didn't have much appetite and wanted to go to his mother's bedroom first to take a look.

Yan Youlong was silent for a moment and didn't say much. He just asked the old butler to lead the way and accompany him.

After passing a small bamboo forest, Yan Huan pushed open the carved mahogany door and entered his mother's room.

At first glance, this little house looks no different from the boudoir of an ancient rich lady.

As you step into the room, the first thing that catches your eye is an exquisite sandalwood bed with delicate flower and bird patterns carved on the bed frame. Pink gauze curtains hang from the top of the bed, fluttering gently in the wind.

The bed was covered with brocade embroidered bedding, the embroidery was fine, and the silk threads shone with a soft luster. Beside the bed was a small dressing table with a bronze mirror on it. In the corner of the room was a pear wood bookshelf filled with poetry and books, which still exuded a faint scent of ink.

On the west wall of the room, there is an ink painting of a ferocious beast with bared fangs and claws, which looks terrifying and does not fit in with the layout of the room.

"Come down."

Yan Huan stretched out his hand, and the beast in the painting leaped out and landed in his palm.

Aunt Yan Fei is a sister-con and usually never lets anyone set foot in this place. This thing was arranged by her. It is OK to deal with ordinary petty thieves, but it is not enough when encountering Yan Huan who has special skills.

After collecting the beast in the painting, the faint scent of elves could be smelled from the countertop and drawers of the dressing table.

Yan Huan smiled.

The means my aunt left behind to prevent thieves became my guide in finding my mother's belongings.

Yan Huan followed the scent, collected the two elves that stayed behind, and took out a square wooden box from the drawer.

Next to the box is a gargoyle mask.

“This is what my mom left behind.”

Yan Huan pried open the iron lock of the wooden box, took out the yellowed notes inside, and turned to read the first page. A completely unexpected word pierced his eyes like a needle - Phoenix Mountain.

"bunker?"

Does my mother have any cooperation with the R&D department of Phoenix Mountain?
Wow!
Yan Huan opened the notebook and read it quickly. Things were pretty much as he had guessed beforehand. The notebook recorded the five most successful divine armed forces in Phoenix Mountain.

"Hmm?" Yan Huan spread out all his notes and after comparing them, he discovered a mysterious point.

I don’t know if it’s a coincidence, but these five divine attributes actually correspond to the five elements.

The first one is one of the Heavenly Emperors among the "Four Emperors/Six Emperors", the Goddess of Hou Tu. She controls yin and yang and nurtures all things. She is called the Mother of the Earth. Her duties are to manage the changes in mountains and land, as well as the great gods such as mountain gods, earth gods, and the Three Mountains and Five Peaks Emperors, and to control disasters. She is of the earth element.

The second book is about Li Bing. In the pre-Qin period, the extraordinary man Li Bing and his sons were ordered to build the Dujiangyan Irrigation System. They used their knowledge and special abilities to describe the hydrology of Shu, making the Chengdu Plain prosperous. The local people revered Li Bing as the "Lord of the River". In later developments, Li Bing was deified as the god of water, flowing forever and belonging to the water element.

The third book is about the medical skills of the late Han Dynasty, Hua Tuo, a famous doctor who reached a certain level in both surgery and internal medicine! The God of Wood is evergreen in the universe and belongs to the wood element.

The fourth one is about Yue Fei, the leader of the “Four Generals of the Restoration”, who is sincere and upright, and is of the metal element. The fifth one is about Sun Wukong, who was refined in the cauldron of Taishang Laojun, and is of the Six Ding Divine Fire, and is of the fire element.

"The study of the Five Elements Godhead, if I were..."

“No, no, no!” Yan Huan shook his head. The last time the fire spirit wanted to become the Lord of Fire, he caused a big mess. If his divine nature was eroded, it would not be a trivial matter.

(End of this chapter)