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

Chapter 240 Are you practicing Taoism here?
At the North China branch of Nadoutong, Xu San stared at the screen of his mobile phone thoughtfully, pushing the frame of his glasses from time to time.

Xu Si was picking his ears impatiently, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.

"It's just to call someone to come to the door, is it necessary to go through so much trouble?"

"Why not just ask the East China Division to send someone over? We can let it go, but they even called the head of the Northeast Division over. Isn't that a bit of an overreaction?"

Xu San glanced at the side and said, "Director Zhao has his own considerations."

Swish, swish, swish!
"What are you shouting for?" Feng Baobao, who was sitting cross-legged at the tea cabinet, asked vaguely while slurping instant noodles.

"The wizard we met last time in Beijing." Xu San replied.

"Oh." Feng Baobao thought for a moment and raised his head, "Huanzi! Huanzi is easy to deal with. Just send a message."

Xu San had an unhappy look on his face and pushed his glasses up in a low voice.

"You guys left your contact information?"

"I left it. Last time I felt that it would be useful in the future, so I left my WeChat, but we didn't say a few words." Feng Baobao tapped the screen with her fingers and started editing the message.

"Forget it." Xu San walked forward and pressed Feng Baobao's phone down, "We still have to go."

"Oh my~" Xu Si stretched and stood up from the sofa reluctantly, "I knew it. Then I'll buy a ticket to Jiangxi."

Even though the Xu brothers were unwilling to travel far on business trips, they both knew exactly what Director Zhao was thinking.

As a company with a management structure that is not managed by ordinary people, although the top management openly denies it, it cannot escape the fact that "Nadoutong" is an official state-owned enterprise.

The company will notify you of some things, and what is coming must come, otherwise it will be regarded as a violation of the regulations on the management of foreign personnel and handled accordingly.

Now the heads of the three regions are taking the lead in making contact, and temporary workers have been dispatched. This is nothing more than President Zhao wanting to show the company's attention.

"This person is not simple..." Xu San said in a low voice.

As soon as he left the office, Xu Si lit up a cigarette, "It's not just simple. Quan Xing and Ding Shiman went into the mountains to challenge him before, but failed."

"I heard that Wang Ai's precious great-grandson is still hanging on a tree in the mountains. I don't know if he is dead or not. If he is dead, it means an all-out war with the Wang family. With Wang Ai's temper, I don't know what kind of storm it will cause."

"The company has been very clear about its attitude towards strangers in recent years. As long as they don't cause a big disturbance and don't affect order and stability, they can make as much noise as they want."

"But once the Wang family makes a move, the opposing forces will also take action, which will be the situation the company least wants to see."

A cloud of smoke spread in the corridor.

Xu San thought for a while and said, "From what you said, the company intends to be a peacemaker?"

"Hey!" Xu Si shook off the ashes from his cigarette. "If Mr. Zhao could make such a disgusting decision, then he wouldn't be Zhao Fangxu."

"Don't guess what your leader is thinking. Just do things according to the rules, my brother."

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One day later, in Dayu, Jiangxi, Qunling Mountain.

During the daytime of the coldest month of winter, the scenery in the mountains is still cold and desolate. Under the vast sky, patches of remaining snow cover the mountainside, like white spots on human skin.

The towering tree in front of the hut was lush and leafy. Wang, with burns all over his body, was hanging by the vines. His skin had festered and was almost unrecognizable. His clothes were almost completely destroyed, with only some tattered pieces of cloth hanging on his body.

His breathing was weak and he was obviously on the verge of death, with only one breath left to live.

The ground beneath the tree was covered in blood stains, which formed a sharp contrast with the white snow at the foot of the tree that had not yet melted.

Xu San and Xu Si stood aside, watching this cruel scene carefully, with a hint of surprise on their faces.

"Wow! It's really spectacular! He's still hanging on in this state, he's really lucky." There was a hint of disapproval in Xu Si'er's voice.

"It's disfigured. It looks like even if it's cured it will be useless. I just don't know what kind of heaven-defying method the Wang family's Patriarch has to regenerate flesh and blood."

"It stinks." Feng Baobao waved her hand and fanned her nose a few times.

The smell of blood and sour stench intertwined together is really disgusting.

"I peed because I was beaten. It's so cold today. It's not easy to dry after getting wet."

Feng Baobao murmured to himself: "No, it's the stench in my soul."

Just as the Xu brothers were watching Wang Bing, a horrifying scene took place.

Wang Bing opened his eyes with difficulty. Under the cold sunlight, his eyes looked particularly empty and pale.

His gaze swept across the three people under the tree and finally stopped on himself. A strange smile suddenly appeared on his unrecognizable face.

The smile was twisted to the point of madness, with bloody marks torn from the corners of the eyes and mouth.

"This kid is crazy. How can he still laugh at this time?" The Xu brothers felt an invisible chill, as if countless cold needles were piercing their skin.

At this moment, a voice from behind made them tremble all over.

"You're here so early, San'er, Si'er."

Hearing the voice, he turned around and saw Dou Le holding a cigarette, with a few strands of hair fluttering in the cold wind.

Xiao Zizai looked up at Wang Bing who was hanging high on the tree, his chin resting on his left hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

"You scared me to death, old man!" Xu Si patted his chest, "Why are you so late in your own territory?"

"It's just because I don't want to see Gao Lian, that unlucky thing." Dou Le threw away the cigarette and stepped into the ground. Xu Si spread his hands, "Okay, we are all colleagues, why are there so many deep hatreds? It's just a little habit, everyone has it, I can understand, I can understand!"

"You are so old, and you still don't care about Pretty Cure..."

Dou Le spat, "Bah! Do you believe I will beat you, Si'er? I told you I bought it for my granddaughter!"

"That's right, when I sent the message to the work group, it was just to highlight your good grandfather style. There is really no grudge between us." Gao Lian from the Northeast region was also present, and Er Zhuang next to him was standing on tiptoe to look around.

There was suddenly a hint of tension in the atmosphere.

"Ahem!" Xu San coughed a few times and said seriously, "That's enough, both of you, stop it."

"It's more important to get down to business."

"They said they would come to invite us, but we haven't seen the person yet. However, they have left a poisonous weed barrier at the foot of the mountain, so I guess we are not that unwelcome." Gao Lian said.

Dou Le snorted coldly, "That road was reserved for Uncle Dou, and I don't know who shamelessly sneaked in."

"Hey, you are so shameless~" Gao Lian spread his hands and shifted his gaze to Wang Bing who was hanging on the tree.

Dou Le's face darkened and he lit another cigarette.

"Mr. Dou, how do you feel after seeing this scene?" Gao Lian put away his anger and seemed to sigh.

Dou Le exhaled a long puff of smoke, "What can it taste like?"

"The Secret Painting Sect was once at its peak and was one of the pinnacles of the art of painting. Because of the uniqueness of its techniques, it also gained national support. However, Secret Painting was almost completely consumed by repeated foreign wars and internal strife, and even national turmoil. The magical power was cut off from inheritance, and the art of painting could no longer compare with the Wang family."

"My last name just happens to be Dou now."

"Eh?" Xu San and Xu Si looked to the side at the same time. Is there some secret unknown to others?
"Curiosity kills the cat, you two." Dou Lechong said to the Xu brothers. The two of them shrank back in disappointment and said nothing more.

The three temporary workers briefly introduced themselves to each other. It was their first meeting and they didn't have much to say. They just remembered each other's appearance. There might be a chance for cooperation in the future, so it would be good to get to know each other in advance.

"Well, let's go meet the third hero among the aliens today."

Several people gathered together and walked towards the mountain cabin.

The furnishings in the house are simple and plain, and the walls are made of unpolished logs, showing natural textures and warm tones.

The only furniture in the room was a low wooden bed and a wooden table. There were no extra decorations, only a strong woody scent and a slight damp smell.

Yan Huan sat quietly on the wooden bed, his eyes closed, his expression calm and peaceful.

Everything around him seemed to turn into a golden fluid that kept flowing under the reflection of his mind, sometimes changing into a quiet green, and sometimes showing a deep blue like the sky...

These colors flow endlessly, blending and transforming with each other, and then separating from each other.

As time passed, the colorful colors gradually faded away, and Yan Huan felt that he was trapped in a colorless, tasteless, soundless and invisible state.

In this state, everything perceived is not simply natural things themselves, but the most basic structure of the world.

Everything is composed of different energies belonging to the five elements. It is gradually becoming clear what kind of external energy can be absorbed and utilized by oneself.

Without relying on the five elements, Yan Huan also knows how to make the Qi in the body flow better, or how to minimize the loss of Qi when resting, so that the Qi in the body can run more stably.

"It's a bit quiet..." Xu Si, who was standing outside the door, said curiously. Just as he was about to push the door open, Xiao Zizai grabbed his wrist.

"Is there a problem?"

Xiao Zizai glanced at the crack in the door and said, "Yes. He is practicing. Judging from his state, he seems to be in a state of meditation."

"In the state of infinite space, one abandons the desires brought by the five senses of the ears, nose, tongue, and body; in the state of infinite consciousness, one feels the real world with senses that ordinary people cannot use; in the state of nothingness, one no longer uses the brain, but the primordial spirit to control the entire body..."

Xu Si withdrew his hand in disappointment. It was so mysterious!
"Then wait!"

Everyone waited for nearly half an hour before the wooden door of the cottage creaked open. Xu Si, who had been sitting on the steps in front of the house bored, stood up hastily.

"It's finally finished, Mr. Yan, please come with us."

As soon as the words fell, a dead silence filled the air.

The Xu brothers turned around together and saw Dou Le and Gao Lian standing there in a daze. Xiao Zizai had a half-smile on his face, with beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead and sliding down his cheeks.

Feng Baobao blinked her bright eyes and saw that Yan Huan seemed to be in a state of transcendent tranquility. Even the sound of the breeze around her seemed particularly faint.

His breathing, heartbeat, and even every subtle movement blended into the surrounding environment.

However, what surprised them the most was the changes that took place inside the house.

Er Zhuang glanced into the cabin, his expression of shock was particularly exaggerated, "No..."

"Are you cultivating here?"

"Everyone, long time no see." Yan Huan said with a smile, "Why don't you go in and have a cup of tea first?"

"No, no, no..." Dou Le and Gao Lian waved their hands in tacit understanding and refused. They looked into the wooden house and suddenly felt as if they had fallen into an icy cave.

Xu San and Xu Si looked at each other, then stealthily moved closer to Feng Baobao. "Baby, what happened? Why do you all look like you've seen a monster?"

Feng Baobao scratched his head and said, "I'm reading it too, but I don't understand it yet. The book doesn't teach this."

(End of this chapter)