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

Chapter 281 Wu Hou's Teaching

On the second day of the Luotian Dajiao, Yan Huan woke up from her bed in a hotel at the foot of the mountain and heard the sound of birds singing and the rustling of leaves in the breeze outside the window.

The sunlight shines through the thin curtains onto the windowsill, and the air is filled with a fresh scent of grass and trees.

He opened the window and looked up. The morning light was shining on the top of the mountain. The mist in the mountain had not yet completely dissipated, adding a bit of haziness to Longhu Mountain.

Yan Huan yawned lightly, stretched, and habitually picked up his phone to check the information.

Feng Baobao?
On WeChat, Feng Baobao is relatively taciturn. She seldom initiates contact. This time she sent a message, most likely because something happened to her.

Yan Huan clicked on the message and saw Feng Baobao saying:

"Yesterday when we were burying someone outside, we found two men in black. They seemed to be planning to attack you and Wu Hou's heir."

"It's too dark, and the two people are wearing masks, so I can't see their faces clearly. Huanzi, please be careful."

Yan Huan stared at the screen and thought for a moment.

"Target me and the successor of Wu Hou at the same time..." he whispered to himself and stretched his body.

The Wu Hou sect has been in seclusion for so many years, yet there are still people who would risk their lives to cause trouble for them. Could it be another researcher who was corrupted by the divinity from the Three Kingdoms period?

Yan Huan took a screenshot and saved the conversation, then sent it to Zhuge Qing.

At this time, Qing was in the room comforting his younger brother Zhuge Bai.

"Brother, I can't take it anymore, it's too scary!" Zhuge Bai was standing in front of the sink, tears and snot running down his face. He was very emotional and cried bitterly while holding a towel in both hands.

"Last night, as soon as I closed my eyes, all I dreamed of was Jin Meng. That guy's face looked like it wanted to swallow me! Half asleep and half awake, I even felt like there were a bunch of Liaodong savages crawling in my bed!"

Zhuge Qing frowned helplessly and said patiently, "Xiaobai, you need to practice your courage. With Jin Meng's strength, he can't beat you at all. How can you be so scared?"

As he was speaking, Zhuge Qing's cell phone vibrated.

He picked up his phone and raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw the screenshot sent by Yan Huan.

"Someone wants to attack Wuhou Sect? We have been hiding from the world for so long, how could we still have enemies?"

As he spoke, the jade necklace on Zhuge Qing's chest suddenly flashed a faint light, and a breeze suddenly rose from all around, accompanied by a slight whistling sound. Smoke floated out from the jade, gradually gathering and condensing into a ball.

"He's not an enemy, just a guy who queued up to draw lots yesterday." Zhuge Liang said.

"Ancestor has figured it out. Which one is it?" Zhuge Qing frowned slightly when he heard this and asked in confusion.

"He's an arrogant guy."

Zhuge Liang smiled and said, "Qing, I was born in the chaotic times of the Three Kingdoms. Although I am only an insignificant sorcerer, I am still quite sensitive to malice and murderous intent. Although it is a peaceful and prosperous era now, the viciousness of human hearts and the conspiracies of certain powers have not changed much."

"You have to understand that no matter how the world changes, when you are in the world, you have to follow the secular rules. There are some hidden arrows that you have to guard against."

As he spoke, Zhuge Liang slowly walked forward, raised his hand and lightly touched Zhuge Qing's brow with his fingertips.

In an instant, a warm current flowed into Zhuge Qing's body along his eyebrows, and strange images unfolded in his eyes.

"I'll teach you." Zhuge Liang's voice was as clear and profound as a bell. "Observe people's qi and sense the changes in the surrounding atmosphere."

Zhuge Qing followed Zhuge Liang's instructions and focused his attention on his eyes.

The scene outside the window became clear. He opened the window and looked down at the street. He saw people walking on the road, some in a hurry, some leisurely. There was a unique atmosphere around each person.

Among these people, there are ordinary people and extraordinary people.

In addition to the difference between refining Qi or not, the color of the atmosphere surrounding a person is also different, either cold or hot, smooth or distorted, in short, all different.

"Qing, you have to remember that the color and concentration of Qi, as well as the changes in the surrounding atmosphere, are all reflections of a person's thoughts and feelings." Zhuge Liang said softly, "Any unusual movement is due to strange thoughts in the heart."

He pointed at a pedestrian on the road and said, "Look at that fat monk. He appears to be gentle and honest, but in fact his Qi is strong and his external atmosphere is chaotic and distorted. He is suppressing his anger." "And the woman next to him appears to be lazy and idle, and kind, but her Qi is erratic and it is obvious that she is avoiding something in her heart."

Zhuge Qing looked in the direction the ancestor pointed, but did not see the fat monk and the woman.

"Grandfather, where is the person you are referring to?"

"Stupid, look carefully." Zhuge Liang tapped Zhuge Qing on the head with a flick of his finger.

On the road, Gao Ning, the "Thunder Smoke Cannon" who had changed his appearance by means of Domain Painting Poison, shuddered suddenly and glanced around nervously.

"What's wrong?" Next to the smiling monk was Dou Mei, the "intestinal poisoner" disguised as a hunchbacked old man.

"It's nothing, I just feel like something is staring at me, and I have an uncomfortable feeling of being preyed on." Gao Ning was sweating profusely and raised his long sleeves to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"You're worrying too much. Those who have the means are all staying in the mountains." Dou Mei smiled, but the next second, she felt a slight chill on her back.

Her expression changed and she shook her head, saying, "Something is wrong, hurry up and leave!"

Zhuge Qing opened his eyes wide and looked around, but he could not find the fat monk and the woman.

"I've already left." Zhuge Liang patted Qing's shoulder, "The road ahead is long and difficult. It's not easy to see through it completely. Take your time."

"Yes, ancestor." Zhuge Qing calmed his mind and nodded seriously.

"But Qing still has one thing that he is puzzled about. Has the ancestor always been in this state of manifestation?"

Zhuge Liang shook his head and said, "Who has nothing to do but to practice meditation all the time? Isn't it tiring?"

Zhuge Qing nodded thoughtfully, "So that's how it is. Even our ancestors can't maintain the state of 'seeing through' for a long time..."

"That's not the case. I can do such a trivial thing as 'seeing through' without opening it."

"Ah?" Zhuge Qing was stunned.

I was presumptuous.

"Wow, ancestor, please teach me how to train my courage!" Zhuge Bai cried and rushed towards Zhuge Liang. His body went straight through the spirit and fell on the soft big bed.

"Xiaobai, what should I say to you?" Zhuge Liang shook his head helplessly, feeling both angry and loving towards this young man.

"The one who tied the bell must be the one who untied it. If all else fails, invite that Liaodong wild man to Zhuge Village to practice with you."

Zhuge Bai pouted and tried hard to hold back tears.

What the ancestor said seemed to be a solution, but when he thought of Jin Meng's rough, fierce and domineering face, he was frightened and shrank back again.

"Okay, it's getting late, we should get going. Today's opponent is Huode Sect, and we should be able to defeat him easily." Zhuge Liang turned around and returned to the jade.

"Yes." Zhuge Qing nodded in response, thinking, "The little fire god of Huode Sect, a master of using fire..."

If it weren't for the huge loss in lighting up the three treasures, and if they could only be used as a trump card, I would really like to let this "little fire god" see the real fire of our Zhuge family.

"Ah Qiu!"

The little fire god Hong Bin sneezed, touched his nose, and looked at Yan Huan and his senior brother Li Shuyu.

"It's quite cool in the mountains..."

"Brother Yan, you and Zhuge Qing are also good friends. What do you think of this duel?"

"We'll have our fair share of wins and losses." Yan Huan replied.

Hong Bin rubbed his hands and said with a confident smile: "I thought you would say that we will definitely lose. If that's the case, then I have a plan in mind! I'm going!"

(End of this chapter)