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

Chapter 262: Annual Meeting of the Elves

Speaking of "equipment refiner", Yan Jiangli didn't know what to feel. It was a good thing that his daughter had talent, but he hoped that this talent was added to the Yan family's inherited skills.

In this way, as the only male among his peers, it is legitimate for him to inherit some things.

As a cup of bitter wine went down Yan Jiangli's throat, a trace of bitterness surged in his heart, as if God had always been unfair. Among the five siblings, only the eldest sister enjoyed the talent. Even though the remaining four could refine Qi, they were mediocre.

Let’s not even talk about Xiaoyue’s generation.

I haven’t seen my father smile in many years since he became old. In just these few months, I have made up for all his past smiles.

Ugh!
Another glass of wine was downed.

"Weapon refiner..." Yan Huan murmured, and handed a pair of glass beads strung together with a red string to Yan Yue.

This bead was a thank-you gift from the Buddhist and Taoist sects in Beijing after the fire spirit issue was resolved. The clay inside the bead was made from incense ash from the furnaces of 42 local temples and Taoist temples of all sizes, and it is used to ward off evil spirits.

The unique sacred properties, coupled with Yan Yue's weapon refining skills, are expected to be able to perform better in her hands.

"I give you this Mingshengzhu as a New Year's gift." Yan Huan said.

Yan Yue's eyes lit up, she picked up the red rope and examined it intently, feeling very happy.

"Thank you bro!"

Yan Yu pouted unhappily, "What about mine, brother~"

She also stretched out the ending tone like Yan Yue, which made Yan Fei, who was sitting at the banquet table, feel her heart tremble.

Yan Huan thought for a moment, then spread out his palms. A stream of hot magma emerged, then cooled by water, and the rock layers were deposited. Then, accompanied by weathering, a piece of jade appeared.

This jade is crystal clear, with flowing luster, like condensed spring water, without a trace of impurities.

"I give this to you as a container for accumulating faith. I have left a trace of flame in it. You should send a trace of Qi into it every seven days to prevent it from going out. If you encounter danger in the future, you can send Qi into it with all your strength. Then I will know."

After the threat of the hanging corpse on Qunling Mountain last time, and the title of "second best witch king in the world" in the mouth of Yi Ren, few people dared to harass Yan Yu anymore.

However, there are many dirty things in the entertainment industry, so it is always better to be prepared by keeping a spark.

Yan Yu hung the jade on his chest and admired it with great joy. It was indeed much more convenient to use this thing to collect stolen beliefs than the traditional Wu Nuo mask.

"Hehe~" Yan Yu stroked the jade with both hands and smiled sweetly.

At this time, Yan Youlong, who had been watching for a long time, finally couldn't sit still anymore.

"Hey!? What about mine?"

"Hey~" Yan Huan glanced at the old man who was the host of the banquet, "You are here to join in the fun, have you given the red envelopes to the younger generations?"

"Pack it! I'll pack it right away!"

"Give each of them 30,000 yuan first."

Yan Huan took out a green feather and gave it to him, "Then wish the old man a long and healthy life."

"Great, great!" Yan Youlong took it and quickly gestured to the next table of dishes and dumplings, "Then let's eat!"

Yan Huan sat down at the table and glanced at the dishes filled with food. It seemed like this was the first time that the New Year was celebrated so lively.

Yan Youlong was holding a wine glass and sitting on the main seat. In front of him was a table full of children and grandchildren, and in the courtyard was a group of careless disciples. He was in a very good mood watching this scene.

When the sentimental and awkward music from the Spring Festival Gala came on TV, he suddenly frowned and put down his chopsticks in dissatisfaction.

"It's so boring to do this every year!" He frowned and waved his hand, his voice full of disdain, "Why not just celebrate the New Year happily? Who are you trying to show off to by making these sad faces?"

At this point, the old man's eyes flashed with memories, "When I was still on the stage, this stage was still quite clean!"

Yan Fei smiled and said, "Then let's change the channel!"

"No need." Yan Youlong waved his hand, "Let's see if they can come up with something else."

"Hahaha." Everyone continued to eat with laughter. The atmosphere was harmonious and cheerful. Snow was falling outside the window, but it was falling very gently.

Yan Huan finished eating the dumplings, put down his chopsticks, and looked at this happy scene, but an idea flashed through his mind.

After dinner, he ran straight to the kitchen.

The cooks were busy clearing the tables and chairs. When they saw him coming, they all stopped what they were doing. "Young Master, do you want to give me some instructions?" Yan Huan smiled faintly. "Prepare some flour for me, and the remaining meat stuffing. Try to give me some chicken, duck, beef, and mutton meat. Also give me some extra vegetables, and a few live chickens."

The cooks looked at each other in confusion, "Is there not enough food? Young Master, just let us know and we will prepare some more."

"That's not the case." Yan Huan rejected it, "If you have any, pack some for me."

Although the chefs were doubtful, they still followed Yan Huan's instructions and packed the flour, meat filling and some ingredients one by one.

Yan Huan took these things and left the mansion regardless of Yan Youlong's dissuasion.

The Qunling Mountain has quiet and deep forests, and appears particularly cold under the cover of night.

Yan Huan returned to the cabin and waved his sleeves. Yin energy surged, and in an instant, fox spirits and weasels all came out.

The soul flag fluttered, and the ghost in the flag emerged from the dark green mist.

"It's the New Year." Yan Huan said happily as he looked at these elves.

Then, he spread out the various ingredients he had packed one by one, and the cabin was instantly filled up. There were so many things that he had to move some dishes to an open space outside.

Yan Huan kneaded the dough, rolled out the wrappers, prepared the fillings, and then prepared to make dumplings.

Jin Jingqingming stood aside, frowning slightly, pinching a small piece of dough with his fingers, looking at Yan Huan at a loss.

It seems that among the five elements, I am the only one who can lend a hand.

"I don't know how to make dumplings." Qingming looked up and said coldly.

Yan Huan smiled and said softly, "It's okay, sister. I'll teach you."

"Then I'll prepare these dishes and let you taste my cooking." Yan Yang waved his hand, and a high platform rose up in front of the house.

According to Yan Yang, during the Northern Song Dynasty, he once followed a great writer who was free and easy-going and talented. This man's official career was not smooth and he was either demoted or on the way to demote. He loved food all his life and created many delicious foods.

Therefore, Xianyang has learned a few tricks. Although he is still unfamiliar with them, he has not forgotten them all.

"Then we'll wait and see." Yan said with a smile, and then took the dough and filling to demonstrate to Qingming.

A stove was set up on the high platform. Opposite it, the fire spirit Youguang held a hot fireball in his hand and kicked it up into the sky.

The flames suddenly exploded in the night sky, spread out in all directions, and illuminated the entire forest.

The little elephant clapped his hands, his eyes widened, and he shouted excitedly: "One more, one more!"

Upon hearing this, You Guang formed another fireball and smashed it into the sky. This time, when the flame exploded, it turned into colorful light. Brilliant fireworks bloomed in the air, and the patterns intertwined into beautiful flowers.

"Wow~~~" Xiao Wangxiang clapped happily, her eyes sparkling. The fireworks in the night sky were reflected in her blue pupils like twinkling stars.

In the open space in front of the wooden house, a group of foxes and weasels were chasing eight live chickens all over the mountain. It was on this New Year's Eve, and Yan Huan did not suppress their nature.

In the distance, several ghosts stood quietly outside the wooden house, looking up at the brilliant fireworks in the sky.

Sima Yi put his elbow on the big-headed ghost Wu Yong's head, causing it to stagger, and then he threw a microphone over.

"Shui Jing has finally opened her eyes today. We have all the equipment ready. Let's sing 'The Dazzling Little Apple'. I'll sing the female voice later. Don't compete with me!"

"It can't sing a damn thing, give me the microphone!" Bifang flapped its wings and snatched the microphone from Wu Shou, "Come on!"

"You are the most beautiful cloud in my sky~ Let me keep you with all my heart~ Your red little face warms my heart~ Lights up the fire of my life~ Fire fire fire fire~"

"~~~"

Thousands of green vines hung from the branches of the giant tree, and the flickering light was reflected on Harada Yusuke's face. His expression was stiff and embarrassed, and he quietly examined it all.

He does not share the same sorrows and joys as people, he just thinks they are noisy.

After a while, all the mutton dishes were served. Yan Huan took a look and saw meat, tofu, pork elbow, lasagna, cuttlefish, and various kinds of noodles...

"I think I know who you are following." Yan Huan glanced at the mature and steady Yan Yang, then sat cross-legged at the table.

Raising his hand, a small trumpet-shaped bouquet of flowers appeared in his hand. Qingming took the wine pot from Hu Guihu Yan'er, filled Yan Huan's cup with honey wine, and then sat down next to him.

Firecrackers celebrating the New Year rang out from all directions. Yan Huan picked up the flower cup in his hand and glanced at the spirit ghost who was sitting down, as well as the fox spirit weasel who was tossing a few chickens to death: "Everyone, thank you for your guidance in the new year."

(End of this chapter)