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

Chapter 232: Tianjin Wei San Xiao Taoyuan, Ding Shimaan passing by
Qunling Mountain is sleeping in the tranquility of winter. The snow in the mountains has melted, leaving only a little snow on the road. The branches on the mountain are covered with a layer of silvery white frost, crystal clear.

Looking from afar, Yan Huan could see the eaves covered with slender icicles, which reflected the light and looked like tiny silver stars. The icicles swayed gently in the cold wind from time to time, giving a feeling that the roof was about to collapse.

Normally this place is deserted, but now it is bustling with activity.

The foot of Qunling Mountain was crowded with many unknown characters from the alien world. They wandered aimlessly at the foot of the mountain, occasionally using their mobile phones to record the mountain scenery or take selfies.

The path leading into the mountain was separated by a fence, and a makeshift low tent stood on the side.

There are three steep sides of Qunling Mountain, and this small path is the only passable path at the entrance. The establishment of the fence made Yan Huan guess that this might be a toll point.

Blocking the road on your own hill?
Yan Huan jumped to the side of the tent in a few steps, but bursts of mechanical roars came from the mountains.

He took a glance and saw a huge excavator busy working around his hut, with the conspicuous white words "Sany Heavy Industry" painted on the machine.

"Hey, what are you doing? Don't even think about going through the side door, the ticket is fifty yuan!" A short and stocky boy with a chestnut head walked out of the tent, his mustache slightly curled up in displeasure.

"You want the ticket from me?" Yan Huan narrowed his eyes slightly. My goodness, he had been away for less than a week and his house was robbed when he returned.

"What else? How big is your face?" Chestnut Head crossed his arms and was stunned. The two brothers who were eating instant noodles in the tent came out together.

A 193cm tall guy, a bald man with two missing front teeth, both look ferocious and not to be messed with.

"There's trouble coming?"

"I really don't know who we three brothers are?"

Taking one of them individually, Yan Huan really has no impression of them.

But when the three of them really stood together, coupled with the authentic Tianjin accent, Yan Huan suddenly remembered the identities of the three.

Aren’t these Liu Fang, Guan Ling and Zhang Cai from the San Xiaotaoyuan in Tianjin?

The three of them were well-known bad boys in the Tianjin circle of aliens. They became apprentices together, were expelled from the sect together, and made a name for themselves in the circle in the Beijing-Tianjin-Hebei area.

First, he did something out of line, forcing "Nadoutong" to hire temporary workers. Later, he was given a "love" education by Feng Baobao, and then he was thrown into the sea by Xu Si in a container.

However, the three little Taoyuan kids were indeed lucky. They should have drifted along with the ocean current, but they actually swam back by themselves.

Later, these three people accepted Wang Ye's commission again, went to the hospital to torture the injured Wang Bing, secretly took pictures of the little granddaughter of Chen Jinkui, the head of Shuzi Sect, and even ran to the tiger-like area to have a fight with Xigu Pavilion. The sentence "fawning on the four madmen for a woman" broke Zhang Lingyu's defense on the spot.

The three of them together fully illustrate what shamelessness does not mean incompetence. To be honest, they are indeed tough guys with a verifiable record in the circle.

"What are you still looking at? If you want to see more, you have to pay. If you don't have a ticket, you can't get in."

"Look at the group of people wandering around outside. They are all contented and have come down the mountain. It's very lively in here. It's worth it to go in for 50 yuan."

"Get out of the way. I'm going home." Knowing that he was a scoundrel, Yan Huan had no intention of paying any more attention to him and glanced at the roaring excavator.

The foreman directing the construction on the side looked familiar from behind.

"What do you mean by going home? You said this is your home..." The chestnut-haired Zhang Cai's expression froze and he took a step back.

"Brothers, I think something is wrong..." Zhang Cai glanced back, Liu Fang put out the cigarette, took out his cell phone and started comparing.

Oh no, it’s the real thing!
"Well, brother, it's us little brothers who didn't recognize a great man." The three of them restrained their arrogant looks with their hands in their pockets and rubbed their hands repeatedly.

"Why didn't you tell us you were back? We've got this mountain in great condition for you."

"The construction of Tianxia Group's project has already started. We are just here to watch over the site for them." Zhang Cai swallowed several times before he finally swallowed the angst in his throat.

It is said that there is a Witch King Temple in the mountain. The three people came here because of its reputation. They saw that the mountain was empty and unattended, but it was very popular. That's why they came up with the evil idea of ​​charging admission to the mountain, hoping to make a fortune.

As luck would have it, when the three of them came to Qunling Mountain, they happened to meet Feng Xingtong, the young master of Tianxia Group. They used Yan Huan's mouth to finalize many matters of the development project.

After all, if a place that is becoming famous does not have some symbolic buildings, it will not be able to retain people.

Speaking of tourist destinations, according to the Chinese nature, nothing is more attractive than temples and ancestral halls. As long as they pass by, no matter whether the gods are known or unknown, they have to go in and worship, praying for success in the imperial examinations, promotion and wealth.

When the Witch King's Palace breaks out of its circle, we can make up some local legends, and people outside the circle of extraordinary people will gradually be attracted to it. By then, even if there are a lot of incense, a lot of gold, and enormous wealth, nothing can stop it.

The three of them had already made plans in their minds. As for the owner of the mountain, he was easy to deal with. They just needed to share some money.

"Look, brother, we made 70 or 80 yuan a day in these four days. We made more than 15,000 yuan in total. I'll give you the big part and leave 5,000 yuan for cigarettes for you guys. What do you think?"

"I'll have the Feng family kid pass it to you then."

As they spoke, the three of them respectfully made way.

Yan Huan looked at the three people who were grinning and showing goodwill, and simply ordered the fence to be removed. As for the tourists, as long as they were not bad guys looking for trouble, they were welcome to come to the mountain.

The Qunling Mountain only has monotonous mountain scenery, and you will get bored after walking around for a while.

Liu Fang, Guan Ling and Zhang Cai agreed reluctantly and began to dismantle the roadblocks reluctantly.

Suddenly, the tall Guan Ling suddenly remembered something, touched the back of his head and laughed, "Brother, there is something I want to tell you. Should I say it?"

"In the past four days, an unexpected guest came, and his name is a bit big."

"Who is it?" Yan Huan, who was still climbing the mountain, stopped and looked back.

"One of the two great heroes in the world, Ding Shiman from Quan Xing." Guan Ling shrank back and said with a smile, "He said we were not destined to meet that day, and he will come to visit again in a few days. I don't know what he wants to do?"

"But the guy still gave the ticket, so he followed the rules."

"Ding Shiman..." Yan Huan thought for a moment.

One of the heroes among the "one top and two heroes", he has a deep friendship with Na Ru Hu, and the two have been fighting for more than ten years without a clear winner.

When he was young, Ding Shimaan felt deeply fragile and helpless. A stone or a piece of glass was enough to hurt him. For this reason, he devoted himself to learning martial arts, hoping to reach a fearless state one day.

Later, as time went by, his ideas changed. He was no longer just worried about external things, but hoped that no "person" in the world could hurt him.

Due to his excellent character, most upright masters would not fight with Ding Shimaan for no reason. Several years ago, under the enlightenment of Guimenzhen Biyuan, in order to be able to fight with more masters to improve his strength, he chose to join Quan Xing, which caused countless people to sigh.

When the Heavenly Master came down the mountain to hunt down Quan Xing alone, Ding Shimaan and the other thirteen masters accepted the challenge on the Xilin Gol Grassland.

In the duel with Zhang Zhiwei, he created an excellent record of controlling the old master with his neck alone.

Yan Huan chuckled and shook his head. A person like this probably came to Qunling Mountain for no other reason than to compete with him.

"It's really troublesome."

(End of this chapter)