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

Chapter 216 Standing God Like a Tiger

"Wow! That is indeed a distinguished guest!" Yan Huan pretended to be shocked.

We went to the private room on the top floor of the restaurant. The banquet on the round table had not yet been set out. There were only four or five small cold dishes with exquisite decorations.

The air around was filled with the aura of elves, some were big and powerful, and some were just ordinary "brews" that came from nowhere.

With ghosts guarding the door, it seems that the witch Guan Shihua attaches great importance to this banquet and has even prepared precautionary measures such as having ears on the walls.

After entering the door, the kind-faced old lady and the burly man turned their eyes to him. Against the backdrop of the tiger-like body, Guan Shihua looked as petite as a chick.

"Oh, Xiao Huan is here, please come and sit down." Guan Shihua said happily.

Hammer Dang.

The tiger-like man pulled open the chair and greeted with his big hand as thick as a bear's paw.

"Brother Yan, I have heard of your name for a long time. Please take a seat!"

Ru Hu's name was well-known in the circle, and Yan Huan greeted him naturally without Guan Shihua's introduction, and then secretly glanced at the round table.

The etiquette of seating arrangements at a banquet mainly includes the following principles: right is better, center is better, front row is better, far is better, facing the door is better. The seats the two people reserved for themselves are very interesting, as they are where the distinguished guests should be.

Yan Huan chuckled. He was the only distinguished guest that this dinner party wanted to invite. Ru Hu and Guan Shihua were completely a family.

After sitting down, Yan Huan looked to the side, and the oppressive force of the tiger-like figure was revealed.

As the saying goes, a person with a big head and thick neck is either a cook or a tiger.

This one of the "two heroes" really has the characteristics of a man who has trained in horizontal kung fu. His body is like a towering mountain, his arms are amazingly strong, his muscles are clearly defined, and he is full of visible strength.

He was wearing a loose white shirt and a black coat. The material of his clothes was rough and strong. His collar was low, revealing part of his strong neck muscles. Looking up, his neck was almost grown together from top to bottom.

It is said that these two heroes, Na Ruhu and Ding Shimaan, have been fighting for several years without a clear winner. However, when it comes to facing the old Taoist priest, Yan Huan believes that Na Ruhu has the advantage.

At least this neck, which is as thick as a tree stump, is difficult for the old Taoist priest to pinch with one hand.

Na Ruhu is a character who has basically no visible presence in the original novel.

Yan Huan knew very little about him, but he knew that he was extremely powerful. Without any help from the forces behind him, he had joined the ranks of the Top Ten with his personal strength.

He belongs to the younger generation among the Ten Lords. Although he has extraordinary fighting power, he is humble and can judge the situation.

Na Ruhu's power is located in the Beijing-Tianjin area. Its Xigu Pavilion is located on East Liulichang Street in Beijing. It looks like a famous antique shop and is generally used for rest, meeting friends, and exchanging ideas.

As for the magic skills practiced by Ru Hu, the only one known so far is horizontal training. It is said that something happened between him and Chai Yan, the mentor of Chai School's horizontal training.

Chai Yan, as the master, challenges Na Ruhu, the disciple. The contest between master and disciple is regarded as a boring battle by people in the circle because the difference in strength between the two is too great.

"When you went out traveling, Xiao Huan, I wanted to borrow Xiao Huzi's hand to repay the favor. But until now, you haven't been able to use it." Guan Shihua said with a smile.

Hearing this, Ru Hu immediately took over the conversation, "I have been paying attention to Brother Yan's performance in the circle in recent days. With such strength, it will naturally be less difficult."

Yan Huan raised her hand and looked at the sandalwood Buddhist beads on her wrist.

To be honest, Ru Hu is more than one year older than me, and it sounds a bit strange for him to call me "brother" all the time.

"Huan is just a small witch, how can I say I have any real power. It's just that favors are something that will be used less and less. Brother Hu's favor is hard-earned, so I have to use it at the critical moment." Yan Huan replied. He spread out his two big "bear paws" and smiled sincerely like a tiger.

"Brother Yan, that's not right. We are all friends now. If you really have any difficulties in the future, just ask and Xigu Pavilion will definitely help."

Guan Shihua grabbed a handful of marinated peanuts and ate them casually, chiming in, "With the sandalwood rosary, anything you say will work."

"The group of people under Xiao Huzi are all very cunning. They are very good at digging out the family's wealth."

"Speaking of which, Xiao Huan, you actually come from the Yan family in Jiangxi. I never expected that. Your grandfather Youlong was a famous actor in the opera circle. I always liked to listen to his opera."

"Is he in good health? Is he busy with something recently?"

Yan Huan thought for a moment and replied, "My old man is still in good health. He has been busy teaching the younger generation recently. Sometimes he also laments about the inheritance of opera. After all, there are not many young people who like to sing opera now."

"That's right. Most of the good things passed down by our ancestors are almost lost." Guan Shihua shook his head and agreed.

"So even if Xiao Huan is born into the Yan family, does that mean she has returned to her roots?"

"That's right." Yan Huan said without hesitation.

The tiger-like man raised his head and leaned towards Guan Shihua, "You don't know, my aunt, this brother Yan has captured a mountain before, and he once hung the corpses of the three monsters from Quan Xing in the forest, leaving them exposed for seven days."

"This matter has spread like wildfire among the younger generation. That mountain is called the Witch King Mountain, and many strange people are thinking of going there for sightseeing and checking in."

"Ok?"

Yan Huan turned his head in surprise, wondering how come he didn't know about this?

Speaking of check-in tourism, has it developed into the circle of extraordinary people?
Guan Shihua, who was standing by, laughed out loud after hearing this. "I remember now, I remember now. I heard a kid at home reciting this before. It turns out it was about you, Xiao Huan!"

"Let me think about...what did you say..."

"In the Witch King's Palace in the Witch King Mountain, hidden souls are whispering in the depths of the spirits. Today, the Witch King has nothing to do, so he captures the evil spirits and puts them into the Soul Banner..."

“That seems to be the case.”

Yan Huan's face was full of black lines. He picked up the tea bowl and took a sip of barley tea. "It's all just nonsense from people in the circle. It can't be considered a true story. Besides, I have always traveled around the world and like to make good friends. How can I catch ghosts when I have nothing to do? That's the job of Taoist priests."

Ever since I posted a message on the Yiren Network last time, I didn't expect it to have escalated to this point.

"Okay, okay, you're just praising me!" Guan Shihua responded and clapped her hands. The waiter delivered the dishes to the table one after another, "First come, first served!"

After eating a few bites, she asked again, "What are Xiao Huan's plans for the future? Are you planning to live on the mountain and start your own business?"

Yan Huan picked up the beef slices on the plate and swished them. "Since we are dealing with elves, we chose a place with heavy yin energy to practice. I have never thought about escaping from the Yan family..."

"If you are worried that one person's decision can influence the power changes in the alien circle, then you can rest assured. As long as the affairs of the circle do not involve me, the spirit in my body, and the Yan family, then let them make trouble."

As soon as he finished speaking, the chopsticks that were stretched out like a tiger hovered in the air.

Guan Shihua scooped up a few pieces of konjac tofu and smiled to the side, "Look, I was right, little tiger."

"Bringing you here to get to know each other is always a good thing."

(End of this chapter)