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

Chapter 20: Drinking Party, Wood Spirit Bifang

Shocked?
I was even more shocked than this!
Yan Huan smiled. After talking to the Deng brothers, he had a deeper understanding of the theory of Journey to the West. It can be regarded as giving a rose to someone and the fragrance lingers on your hand.

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Yan. Brother Deng would like to express his gratitude here!"

Deng Youfu pulled up the confused Deng Youcai and bowed to Yan Huan.

"If you need us in the future, just let me know."

Yan Huan closed the book and put it together with the unopened thank-you gift.

Apart from being short of money, it seems that there is nothing I can do to help others. But I have the golden awl, so it’s not much of a difference.

"You're welcome. Now that everything is fine, why don't you go back to my house and have some tea?" Yan Huan suggested.

“How can that be? Since big brother is happy, leave it to me to arrange the occasion!” Deng Youcai patted his chest, held the gifts in his arms and urged the others with his elbows.

After putting down the thank-you gift, Yan Huan felt that it was hard to refuse the three people's kindness, so he got into Hu Sixi's Subaru and went to the city.

Bairuiyuan in Tanxiang is the most famous restaurant in the area. It is grand, serves delicious food and charges very high prices.

Yan Huan drank some wine after a long time. His innate southern genes made him unable to withstand the atmosphere of the Northeast. After a few bottles of beer, he felt a little tipsy and his eyes were shaking.

As a last resort, he adjusted his Qi and tried to force out the alcohol that his body could not accept.

Snapped!
Deng Youcai grabbed his wrist and said, "Brother, you can't act like a spoiled brat in a drinking room. Don't do anything sneaky, man!"

become!
Success, success!
Yan Huan's cheeks were slightly red, and she raised the four-mouthed glass. "Brother Youcai, you are really good! If you bully me for my low alcohol tolerance, I will have to make some friends in Inner Mongolia and Shandong and ask them to help me get back at him."

Deng Youcai was also happy.

"Okay, in terms of skills, among the four of us, I am...hiccups! None of us can be ranked, but few can drink this wine better than me! When the time comes, let's give it a try!"

"Don't trade your beer for my flat white!"

After three rounds of drinks, people started to speak freely and openly.

Deng Youfu was quite restrained. He drank properly and toasted politely, just like the people at the Shandong wine table who circulated the wine. Everything had to be done in a proper manner.

After a while, Hu Sixi filled his glass and walked over carefully.

"Master Yan, I was the one who acted on my own last time. I was wrong... I..."

"I won't say any more. It's all in the wine." The bearded man drank the wine in one gulp.

Finally, he touched his chest and took out an ancient book wrapped in green cloth.

"Master Yan, this thing was passed down from my sister-in-law's family. There has never been a strange person in her generation, and her business is booming. She didn't want to get involved in the affairs of the strange circle, so she gave this thing to me."

"I knew that the master was interested in ancient books about elves, so I brought the book here. This can be considered as my apology."

Hu Sixi seemed to be about to say something but stopped himself and slowly handed over the green cloth bag.

Most of the elves recorded in the book are legends in local chronicles, and their authenticity cannot be verified. Hu Sixi's brother and sister's family is a well-known family in the Miao area, and the ancient books handed down by their ancestors are somewhat credible, but this cannot stop him from having doubts.

The book was meant to be an apology. If it turns out that the things described in the book are false or fantasy, then that would be fooling people!
After all, the content of this book is so wild and imaginative, and the wording and sentences are so complicated and confusing, who can tell the truth from the false?

Besides, if there really is such a thing as the essence of the five elements in the world, wouldn't all the wizards in the world be fighting for it until they were bloodied?
"Elves?"

Upon hearing these two words, Yan Huan sobered up immediately.

Regarding the whereabouts of ghosts and spirits in the secular world, he simply searched for information on the Internet, but most of them were just gossips to attract attention and traffic. Collections like this were truly rare. Yan Huan took the blue cloth bag and opened it. Inside was a blue book that was a bit old. The paper was gray and yellow, and it felt soft to the touch, as if it would break if you pinched it with your fingertips.

clap clap clap!
Yan Huan slapped his face, cleared his mind, and carefully pinched a corner of the paper to turn it over.

The book described uncertain locations, covering almost everything across the country. In addition to the original recorded content, there were a lot of notes in the blank spaces. These messy handwritings all pointed to an illustration, which was a blue-winged flying bird.

The spirit of wood is called Bifang. It is like a bird, green in color and bare-legged, with two wings and one foot. It does not eat grains. When it is seen, there will be a fire in the town.

"I drank too much, my eyes are a little blurry..."

Yan Huan rubbed his eyes and confirmed again that it was indeed the wood spirit Bifang.

The trace of the wood spirit that was lost in the hands of a great scholar in the Qing Dynasty was found by accident?

But why are the handwritings left by the Miaojiang Gu Master in his collection of books full of fear and dread of the wood spirit?
Curious, Yan Huan continued to flip through the pages and saw a few words written at the end of the last few pages:

The wood spirit Bifang represents recovery, repair and construction...
"So that's it."

There are several mechanisms of action of toxins, including destroying cell membranes, leading to cell lysis and death; interfering with DNA stability; binding to proteins, activating and inhibiting specific signaling pathways; and disrupting redox balance.

The talent of the wood spirit Bifang happens to destroy the operating mechanism of toxins. From this perspective, voodoo and poison are ineffective against it.

Even something like a poisonous insect can be easily eaten by this green-winged bird.

"This is just like the 'Conquering the Spirits and Sending the Generals' and the Immortals. We have met our mortal enemy!"

Yan Huan tilted his head and stared at the ancient book in confusion.

Since the Miaojiang Gu Master is afraid of this, why not just burn the ancient scroll directly? Why let it circulate in the world?

They even thoughtfully made annotations, fearing that others might not know. This Miaojiang Gu Master lineage is really too honest.

As soon as he thought about it, the golden essence Qingming attached to him immediately sent a message.

"Bifang itself can also decompose Qi poison. Both worldly poisons and poisons carefully refined with Qi cannot harm it in the slightest."

"Also, regarding the spread of this ancient book, there are probably not many fools in the world who believe that the 'Essence of the Five Elements' exists."

Yes, Yan Huan took a sip of wine. In the eyes of outsiders, the essence of the five elements should have ascended to heaven along with its master.

snort!
Yan Huan put down his wine glass and bumped it against the edge of the round table, frightening the three people opposite him.

Fool?

What's wrong with being a fool? Even a fool has good luck!
Wow!

When the book was turned, only a few words remained of the complicated handwriting on the gray-yellow pages.

The east belongs to wood, and its color is green.

Yan Huan nodded and decided to go to East China.

He said to Deng Youcai, "Just wait, I'll go find some Shandong friends."

"Hehehe." Deng Youcai leaned back and passed out drunk.

I exchanged a glass of beer for a glass of flat white. I have never attended such a frustrating and unreasonable banquet in my life.

(End of this chapter)