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

Chapter 241: Wizards Must Keep Up with the Times
After all, Xu San and Xu Si possessed innate special skills and lacked systematic training within the sect, so naturally they could not see some situations clearly.

But in the eyes of the remaining few people, the various changes in the furnishings in the wooden house were enough to be described as weird.

The wooden table, the bed, and even the outline of the cabin were all shrouded in fine granular dust. The specific appearance of things gradually became blurred and as ethereal as smoke.

But in the next second, the scattered mist condensed again, and the constructed objects became clear again. There was a shadow flashing in the house, which seemed to be a person, or a statue, and it was not clear.

Dou Le, who was inextricably linked to the secret painting, couldn't understand this scene. Gao Lian, who was skilled in horse riding, couldn't understand it either. Xiao Zizai, who came from a Buddhist background, and Er Zhuang of the Quanzhen Wu Liu School, all couldn't understand it.

Only Feng Baobao could roughly describe the feeling. This scene was like the things in the house constantly decomposing and recombining together, then decomposing again and condensing again, in an endless cycle.

"You all have come all the way to this sacred mountain, so I should at least let me do my part as a good host."

Snapped!
Yan Huan snapped his fingers, and flower vines grew out of the cracks in the wooden floor, weaving into small benches that were placed around the wooden table.

He glanced around the room. The stability of the surrounding things had been disrupted by his recent practice, so it was temporarily impossible to completely calm down. However, it should be harmless to the human body.

"Come on, come on, Mr. Dou Uncle Gao, those who are older than you please come first." Yan Huan extended his hand to welcome them.

"Ah, no, no, no, no!" The two of them refused hastily, stuttering as if their voice was stuck.

The oldest and strongest fear of mankind is the fear of the unknown. With such a complicated and strange situation in the house, people don’t know what will happen once they go in.

What if it evaporates inside?
Although they knew that Yan Huan was not an evil person like Quan Xing, Dou Le and Gao Lian felt indescribable weirdness and discomfort when they saw Yan Huan.

After pulling each other for a while, the two heard a "click" sound, and the two books in Yan Huan's arms fell to the ground.

One book is "Human Molecules and Cells" and the other is "Human Body Structure and Tectonics".

"Xiao Huan, you...are studying human anatomy..." Dou Le picked up the book and brushed off the dust on it.

"As a wizard, you have to keep up with the times. It's not a bad thing to know more about the mysteries of the human body." Yan Huan took the book and continued to stuff it into his arms.

After all, books are not as easy to hide as elves.

pat!

Two more fell out.

One is "The Origin of Species" and the other is "Genetic Information and Gene Regulation".

"You've even dabbled in biology?" Dou Le was overwhelmed with emotion, feeling indescribable. "Xiao Huan, are you researching something that goes against the laws of nature and human ethics?"

Yan Huan shook his head. "Uncle Dou, don't be afraid. As everyone knows, I am a sorcerer and I respect the laws of nature the most."

"It's just that I have recently acquired some skills in transformation, and I really need supplementary books to improve my understanding."

“Oh oh oh…” Dou Le responded repeatedly.

At this moment, Feng Baobao, who had been thinking for a long time, suddenly clapped his hands and said, "I know!"

She walked into the house and jumped out holding a diffuse yellow mist. "Break everything apart, and then use the same material to construct it, and it can become something else."

"For example, if I knead a piece of wood, it can become a table tennis racket..."

boom!
The wooden board in Feng Baobao's hand broke and slipped from his palm, turning into small pieces of wood chips.

"Huh?" Feng Baobao looked puzzled and picked up the wood chips and started fiddling with them again.

"Okay, baby, don't try it." Xu San said, "How can anyone change the shape of matter at will? Do you think this is a novel about cultivating immortals?"

Yan Huan smiled bitterly. After changing the shape of the inanimate object and adding the five elements to his body, he could move as he pleased and feel free.

But now, he is studying another application of magic. This kind of magic does not go against the principles of heaven, but it is indeed unethical.

"Boss Xu is right. It's really too far-fetched to fabricate anything at will. I'll give this to you to play with. Just stop making a fuss, Feng Baobao."

Yan Huan casually threw an object over.

Feng Baobao caught it firmly, held it far away and examined it carefully. It was a wooden sculpture of a monkey scratching its ears and cheeks.

After staring at the wood carving for several minutes, Feng Baobao stared at the broken wood chips on the ground, scratched his head like a monkey, and stuffed the wood carving into his pocket. After experiencing a farce, Dou Le and his group finally told their purpose.

Yan Huan nodded when he heard the voice. He had already thought about the company summoning him, but what was unexpected was that Zhao Fangxu actually put up such a "thoughtful" scene.

The heads of the three regions came forward to invite us, which showed their sincerity and was a "gift". They also sent out three temporary workers, and it seemed that they were prepared to use courtesy before force.

Of course, except for Huabei, almost all the people in this group are acquaintances, and the degree of "courtesy" is far greater than that of "soldiers".

Yan Huan thought about it and it was easy to understand. After all, he had only met Zhao Fangxu a few times. It was indeed a bit difficult for him to gain the trust of the most powerful person in the world of extraordinary people just by relying on the rumors about his deeds in the circle.

"I just don't know what attitude the company has towards the Wang family." Yan Huan thought to himself, and stole another glance at Gao Lian and Er Zhuang.

It is said that the Gao family, one of the four major families, is unknown and its power is declining. However, in Yan Huan's opinion, none of these big families can be as smart as the Gao family, which was included in the official system early on.

"For such a matter, we can just make a phone call. Is it necessary for you all to make a special trip?" Yan Huan said with a smile.

"Doesn't this show how much the company values ​​you?" Dou Le patted Yan Huan on the shoulder, then turned to Xu San and Xu Si and said, "North China is your territory, you can set up the place later."

"When it comes to having fun, just come to me. I will make clear arrangements for you later." Xu Si raised his head high and put the cigarette in his mouth.

Upon hearing this, Yan Huan immediately made his attitude clear, "Let me make it clear in advance that I don't drink with Feng Baobao."

Although the alcohol in the stomach can be forced out by using the Water Spirit, given Feng Baobao's huge appetite, it is still unknown how much he will drink by then.

There is really no need for extravagance and waste, and for unhealthy practices.

"It's okay. We don't dare drink with the baby." Xu Si came over. "Then let's go now. But Wang Bing... he's been beaten like this, and he's useless. It's better to hand him over to the company. We can wait for the opinions of the senior management and then deal with the follow-up matters."

Yan Huan stretched out his hand and hooked it, and the giant tree vines dragged Wang Bing over.

"It makes no difference to me whether I collect people or corpses. If they hang here for a long time, they will just be fertilizer for my tree. If you want them, take them away."

The vines that bound Wang Bing's limbs retracted their branches. Wang Bing, who was barely breathing, coughed a few times. A layer of cloud appeared in front of his eyes, and he could not see anything clearly.

Yan Huan thought about it and placed his right hand on Wang Bing's forehead. With a "tick-tock" sound, a sticky purple liquid slid down Wang Bing's forehead, turned into meat threads, and spread out, penetrating into the flesh along the wound.

"What did you do?" Xu San asked cautiously.

"Once Wang Bing died, the situation was irreversible. This was probably not a situation the company wanted to see. I used a trace of Qi to protect his heart meridians so that he wouldn't really swallow his breath." Yan Huan explained.

"So that's how it is. Thank you." Xu San stared at Wang Bing's unrecognizable face and the wet mucus.

Is there such thick, sticky and wet Qi in this world?

When he was doubtful, a touch of evil spirit fell on Wang Bing again.

Xu San and Xu Si looked towards Yan Huan together.

"I have to protect my heart meridians and keep my soul stable. I'm a sorcerer, so of course I have to take double insurance." Yan Huan said as a matter of course.

A piece of flesh that controls people's minds, a touch of the Huang family's curse, and a little bit of the gaze of the Teng Snake.

If Wang Ai really has the means, let him solve it.

"Okay! Thank you. Please come this way. The vehicle for outbound transportation is ready." Xu San waved his hand.

"I'm not used to riding in a car. Why don't I go to the company headquarters and wait?" Yan Huan said, then turned into a peregrine falcon and flew away.

The remaining few regional leaders were bewildered in the cold wind of Qunling Mountain.

"No, then let's... forget it, let's take a car." Dou Le shrugged helplessly.

At this time, a crying voice came from behind the poisonous weed barrier outside the mountain.

"Hey, Master Wang Bing, we're here to pick you up!"

(End of this chapter)