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

Chapter 221: The Essence of Earth, the Stone Carving of the Sheep, and the Four Symbols of Harmony

"Eight Deceitful Gods - Teng Snake!"

Yan Huan's voice echoed in the valley. A wisp of light black air appeared between his eyebrows. This black air quickly spread in the air and gradually condensed into a deep shadow.

call!
The wind was blowing hard, blowing up ice particles on the surface of the snow, which hit the mountain with a crackling sound.

The sky and the earth darkened, and the figure of the Teng Snake slowly emerged from the black fog. Its huge body coiled in the valley, its scales glowing with a cold luster, and the surrounding air seemed to be squeezed and distorted.

His dark green vertical pupils flashed with evil light, and the surrounding yin energy grew thicker under his gaze. The dark fog in the valley was shaken by his pressure and surged like ocean waves.

The Teng Snake opened its huge mouth, and the negative energy that had been accumulated in the valley was sucked into it continuously like a waterfall. Black clouds rolled in its mouth and disappeared in a moment.

"This is the young master's big thing!"

"It's so big!"

"Looking at it this way, the powerful ghost king and the Rakshasa ghost are no match for this gentleman!"

Faced with this scene, the Wuliang Ghost and the Pipa Ghost were so frightened that they huddled together, trembling all over, completely at a loss as to how to respond.

Thinking back to the biggest ghost among the hundreds of ghosts, it seems that only the legendary drought demon that can cause a thousand miles of scorched earth can have such a deterrent power.

"The gathering of negative energy and the rolling of black fog are strange phenomena." The commotion aroused the vigilance of the wandering light in the sky.

Whoosh!

The fire spirit quickly set up a fire source, then turned into a huge fireball and smashed into the valley.

You Guangzhou's body was burning with blazing flames, instantly igniting the entire valley bottom. Under the raging fire, the cold snow layer gradually melted, and the valley landscape gradually appeared under the scorching flames.

The snow water gathered at the bottom of the valley, forming a deep pool. Bubbles gurgled on the surface of the water, as if there was another world beneath the pool.

"Is Xiao Huan okay?" the fire spirit You Guang asked with concern.

Yan Huan, with green wings on his back, flew in the air and pointed to the Teng Snake behind him, "I thought you should have seen it."

Well···

You Guang shrank back in embarrassment, "Yes, we fought, but he used evil fire before."

"Forget it. If it weren't for your Skyfire Falling, I wouldn't have known there was something at the bottom of this valley."

Yan Huan saw that the surface of the pool where the snow water had gathered was constantly bubbling, so he asked the two ghosts, "Is there still space underground?"

"Another one, another one!" The two ghosts were still immersed in the panic of the falling sky fire.

To evil spirits, the wandering flames are a deadly threat.

"Okay, I can't hurt you."

The ghost swallowed his saliva several times. The greatest spirit in Master Yun Yi's hand was five celestial turtles that were said to be able to move mountains. Now it seemed that what the young master had obtained was far more than that of his father.

"It's like this. Madam Xuan carved something in the underground cave before, but the words are obscure and the structure is strange. We don't recognize them."

All the ghosts and monsters told each other.

"We can wait until the snow recedes and then go down to find out what's going on."

“No need to wait.” Yan Huan snapped his fingers, and the snow water that was flowing from all directions stopped flowing. The surface of the pool dispersed, revealing a small entrance to the cave.

Yan Huan carefully entered the cave and slowly descended along the slippery stone wall.

The air in the cave is cold and damp, with a unique musty smell. The surrounding stone walls are covered with moss and moist water droplets. The faint light casts mottled shadows in the cave, reflecting a gloomy scene.

The top of the cave is covered with stalactites, and water drops slowly fall from the tips of the stalactites, making a slight "tick-tick" sound.

After walking a few more steps, Yan Huan discovered a vast stone platform in the center of the cave, with more than twenty stone slabs placed on it.

Some strange marks were deeply engraved on the stone slabs, some were interwoven into strange patterns, and some were broken lines. In short, it was extremely difficult to understand when pieced together.

These stone slabs are scattered in all directions, with even more bizarre and strange stone carvings in the middle.

The creature depicted on the stone carving is creepy, its image is vague and unstable, as if it is made up of countless incongruous parts. Its appearance seems to combine the characteristics of sheep, dog and mole, but among these similar outlines, it is full of indefinable deformities.

The sheep's body was twisted and its limbs were thin and weak, as if it had been torn apart by some force. Its body parts were broken into countless pieces and arranged in disorder on the rock wall.

Its dozen or so pairs of eyes were distributed in no regular pattern and seemed to be staring at each other, interweaving into a strange gaze.

"Earth spirit, sheep?"

So now we know the whereabouts of the earth spirit?
Yan Huan stroked the stone carving, and felt a smooth and cool feeling on her fingertips.

I didn't expect that in addition to the fire spirit, even the earth spirit was only one step away from my parents.

"Then this layout is the formation that my parents used before."

Yan Huan jumped up, and two vines grew out from the top of the cave and tied him around the waist.

Floating in the air, he was able to examine the entire layout of the stone platform, and found that things were exactly as he had imagined.

The lungs, liver, kidneys, and heart are gathered in the center of the spleen and earth. The five elements are all present and this is called the "Four Harmonious Symbols."

What is recorded in this stone carving should be the method of using the human body's qi to arrange the qi of heaven and earth.

Yan Huan roughly guessed his parents' intentions, but he didn't recognize any of the words on the stone carvings. He took a photo with his mobile phone and damaged the stone carvings. After leaving the cave, Yan Huan immediately sent the photo to Er Zhuang. The reply he got was both unexpected and reasonable.

The stone tablet is engraved with ancient Yi script, one of the only six remaining ancient scripts in the world.

Unfortunately, compared with the general ancient Yi language, the content has added some things that are difficult for outsiders to understand. Er Zhuang integrated a lot of information, but still could not determine the main idea.

"My father wrote it. Given his personality, he would be cautious to this extent. He is definitely not the type to do good things like 'planting trees for the benefit of future generations'."

He didn't intend for outsiders to understand this stone carving.

"I guess I'll have to go to Liangshan..."

Yan Huan rubbed his forehead, feeling a little distressed. He wondered how many descendants of the Liangshan shaman lineage there were.

Even if there are, some of the talented people have probably been poached by Feng Zhenghao.

However, all things are difficult at the beginning. Having a clue is much better than trying to figure it out on your own.

With the stone carving in hand, the things done by the parents, the secret of their death, and the whereabouts of the earth spirit sheep can all be unfolded step by step.

"You two also come into my soul flag. Today I will take you out of this valley and see the outside world."

Yan Huan spread out the spiritual flag and included the Wuliang Ghost and the Pipa Ghost into the flag, adding two more ghosts to the Book of Hundred Ghosts.

"Liangshan, Liangshan..."

Yan Huan muttered to himself and flew across the sky.

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Qin family mansion in Baoding, Hebei.

Qin Jiu lit three incense sticks on the altar, prayed devoutly, and also exchanged a lot of offerings for his own guardian deity.

The smoke of incense smoke dispersed the smell of cigarettes wafting from the living room.

"Father, please bless me to have more sons. If you can't, daughters will be fine too. I must have an heir for the Qin family."

I have eaten a lot of oysters, kidneys, and leeks these days, and even took a lot of medicines to replenish sperm and strengthen yang, so why is there no improvement at all?
Qin Jiu wondered, he had changed wives and lovers seven in total, but not a single one of them left any offspring.

"Oh, Mr. Qin, is it possible that your immortals won't help you? You are such a big boss, but you still believe in these things." The woman on the sofa flirted and said in a teasing tone, "Why don't you come and play with me?"

Qin Jiu frowned, turned around and said, "If you dare to say something disrespectful to my immortal family again, I will slap your mouth."

The woman was stunned, then apologized, "I am sorry for offending the immortal. When did you invite this immortal back to your home, Mr. Qin?"

Qin Jiu snorted coldly, sat on the sofa, and casually hooked his arm over the woman's shoulder, "It's been a while. You'd better watch your mouth, I really encountered trouble."

"And it was after that that my luck completely changed. I'm not afraid to tell you that before that, I was a poor guy running a restaurant."

The woman took the opportunity to lie in Qin Jiu's arms, her eyes seductive, "Even if you are a restaurant owner, I like you too."

"Don't give me that. You guys like my money, but I don't care. As long as I can leave a child and give you a name, it doesn't matter."

"But you have to think it through. Living with a king is like living with a tiger, not to mention that I am a tyrant. I will give you money, but you have to behave yourself."

Qin Jiu said viciously, but the woman was not afraid at all and climbed her slender arms over his shoulders. "I haven't tried the tiger's big thing yet!"

"You don't want to get out of bed, right?" Qin Jiu and the woman began to move intimately on the sofa.

The woman's top had just been taken off and the atmosphere hadn't yet gotten heated when Qin Jiu was shocked to see that the woman's breasts had lost their smooth curves and were beginning to rot and fester.

Pus continued to seep out from the festering wounds, flowing on her skin, emitting a pungent stench.

Qin Jiu's heartbeat accelerated sharply. When he was about to turn around and leave, the corners of the woman's mouth twisted into an unnatural arc. She let out a hoarse and low moan and crawled like a snake.

"Xianjia! Xianjia!"

In fear, Qin Jiu retreated in panic, stumbling and hiding behind the immortal tablet.

However, before he could shake off his fear, he felt a cold, hard touch surrounding his throat.

“Immortal, save me! Immortal...save...me...”

Qin Jiu struggled desperately, his breathing became rapid, his suffocation became more severe, and his throat was strangled so that he could hardly speak.

He rolled around the room frantically, knocking over the surrounding furniture, and ran out into the yard.

His cries for help became hoarse in pain, but the one wrapped around his neck was the immortal he had prayed to so desperately.

At this moment, a yellow Ferrari drove straight into the courtyard and a young man with an arrogant face got out of the car.

Wang Bing looked at Qin Jiu with disdain and ridicule, and asked, "What's the matter, Mr. Qin? Can the land near the three counties that we agreed on before be transferred to our Wang family at a low price?"

Qin Jiu wanted to answer, but he couldn't make any sound due to suffocation, and his eyes were full of helplessness and fear.

Wang Bing smiled arrogantly, "How about you just tell me and I'll take care of it for you, and then we can settle the money separately and discuss the land issue later."

Qin Jiu's vision blurred, his eyes gradually turned white, and finally he nodded helplessly.

Wang Bing grabbed the small black snake from Changbai Mountain that was wrapped around Qin Jiu's neck and held it tightly in his hand.

"Hmph, a worthless thing."

(End of this chapter)