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

Chapter 52: Unexpected Visitor, "Mad Dog" Lu Ci

Blowing air, according to legend, was created by Zheng Lun and Chen Qi, two generals known as "Heng Ha" in ancient times. This technique can temporarily blast a person's soul out of the body, or even make the person's soul temporarily dissipate.

If the force is controlled properly, it will not cause any damage to the soul.

"Boss Dou, please ask the company to assign a person who can 'blow air'. As long as we can temporarily blast Mr. Chang's soul out of his body, my tricks will be useful."

As soon as he finished speaking, before Dou Le could say anything, a weathered and arrogant voice came from outside the door.

"Since it's a matter of memory and soul, wouldn't it be better to use our Lu family's soul-clearing technique?"

Yan Huan turned around and saw an old man with white hair and beard and a scary face. He had a cruel look and a horrifying scar on his right eye. His eyes seemed to be half open, and his left eye was directly covered by his gray bangs.

The current head of the Lu family among the four families, Lu Ci, is also one of the "Ten Lords".

When he was young, this man had a cheerful, rebellious personality and was extremely intelligent. He and his brother were known as the "Twin Pillars of the Lu Family". Unfortunately, during the Anti-Japanese War, one of the "Twin Pillars" was lost and the eldest son of the Lu family died at the hands of the demon Eita. After losing his eldest brother, Lu Ci became particularly cautious about family affairs, or even obsessed.

In old age, Lu Ci became even more perverse, always criticizing things that he disliked. When faced with matters that touched upon the interests of the Lu family, he would turn into a cold-blooded, vicious, and unscrupulous "mad dog."

"That shouldn't be the case. Why didn't he stay in Lujia Village and suddenly come out?"

The most unlikely person to meet suddenly met here.

Dou Le was stunned, and then he asked Yan Huan's question, "Hey, I thought I couldn't contact you?"

"You think I won't come, right? Putting aside other things, just because of the more than 40 Japanese lives that Brother Qingsong has taken, there is no way I won't come if you let me know."

Lu Cigao raised his head and glanced at Yan Huan beside him.

"Who is this kid?"

"Hehe, our people." Dou Le took a step forward, "An internal kid, a newcomer."

"Who is your master?"

Yan Huan clasped his fists and looked at Lu Ci, "Northeast, disciple, please go out."

Lu Ci is not as straightforward as Guan Shihua. He has a clear mind on major issues, but that doesn't mean he is a good person.

What's more, he had wanted to force Zhang Chulan to hand over the source of his Qi body, and let his grandson Lu Gong use the soul-clearing technique to detect lies. Just for this reason, Yan Huan had to find an excuse for the elf behind him and cover up the identity of the wizard.

Undoubtedly, the best choice is to send out disciples to perform rituals.

The eyes in Lu Ci's scar opened slightly and he saw the sandalwood rosary worn on Yan Huan's wrist. The gold-patterned "tiger" character on it immediately caught his eye.

"These days, there aren't many disciples who choose to 'become famous all over the world' when they set up their own sect."

"On the surface, she is peaceful but secretly in collusion with others. Humph! Do you really think I don't know the little tricks your grandmother has hidden?"

"What is the old lady thinking?" It is impossible to become famous in the circle of extraordinary people just by being ruthless. This Lu Ci is not shrewd and scheming. Yan Huan himself doesn't believe it. Therefore, Yan Huan has to play dumb about the grievances and entanglements between the four major families.

Lu Ci ignored him and walked straight into the room.

At this time, a short man with glasses and a bowl-cut hair walked in from outside the door.

"Wow, Lu Liang is also brought here."

Lu Liang is the great-grandson of Lu Ci. He is known to the outside world as a congenitally gifted person. He inherited the Lu family's so-called "innate supernatural power" of Minghunshu, which allows him to transform a person's Qi and soul at will, and prying into their memories is even more of a piece of cake.

However, most of the information about the "Soul-Clearing Technique" is one-sided given by the Lu family to the outside world. In fact, this technique is most likely the "Double Hand" that is said to be able to "change the body with one hand and the soul with the other hand", and is one of the "Eight Wonderful Techniques".

Lu Liang noticed this and was later chopped into a human stick by Lu Ci because he knew he was involved in too many things. Later, this kid gained enlightenment in hardship and completely learned the "Shuangquan Hands". Then, when he was shaping his body, he first gave himself a pair of long legs.

However, compared to someone like Yan Huan who is 185cm tall, he finds it a bit hard to understand the obsession with height.

"Let's go in and take a look. I really want to see the skills of the two masters." Dou Le put out his cigarette and waved his sleeves, as if to dispel the smell of cigarettes. After working for a while, they went into the house together. The house was simply furnished with an eight-immortal table, an armchair, a bed, a TV, and a slowly rotating old-fashioned ceiling fan under the beams of the house without a ceiling.

The Chang family members went out to seek folk remedies, and only Dou Le, the company representative, stayed behind to take care of the elderly.

As soon as Lu Ci entered the room, he sat down on the armchair. As for Mr. Chang's illness and memory, he seemed to have decided to let his great-grandson Lu Liang take action.

"Go show it to the old man, squeeze out the memories, untie the knot in his heart, and don't touch the rest."

Lu Liang nodded and followed casually. He rubbed his hands into a ball of Qi, which condensed into a faint blue light, and then probed towards the head of the unconscious old man.

After testing for a while, his eyes flashed behind the lenses, "What a stubborn memory. I can see it, but when I try to move, it seems like an external force is pushing me outwards."

Lu Liang let out a long sigh, his heart hardened, as if he had the idea of ​​erasing all these memories.

"You are still stubborn, just kill me!"

Snapped!
Before Lu Liang could exert any force with his hands that were gathering energy, Yan Huan had already grasped his wrists tightly.

Guo Gai's hands twitched a few times due to the headache. "What are you going to do?"

"What are you going to do?" Yan Huan raised his head slightly.

"What I hate most is when people look at me with their chins down!"

Hearing this, Yan Huan raised his head even higher, and this time he looked at people not with his chin, but with his nostrils.

Yan Huan was not as good at face reading as Xiao Zizai, but he was still able to observe people's words and expressions and capture people's body language. Although he could not see Lu Liang's face just now, his body trembled slightly when he cast the spell for the first time, and it was obvious that something went wrong with the modification of his memory.

Afterwards, his body tensed up again, and he raised his hand with a force no less than four or five centimeters higher than before, which was a sign of venting anger in frustration.

If his guess was correct, Lu Liang wanted to completely erase the memory from Chang Lao's mind.

"There's a saying about war stress trauma, which is that the body returns from the battlefield, but the heart and soul remain there. Do you know what Chang Lao's memory means to him?"

"You have no right to erase that memory, and neither do I. Neither does the person in charge of the company's East China division, nor does the head of the Lu family. No one present has the right to erase that memory."

Yan Huan picked up Lu Liang and threw him behind him, then looked at Lu Ci who was sitting on the armchair. There was something wrong with his expression.

"As a respected elder in the alien world, Patriarch Lu, you also went through those difficult times. With the 'Soul-Clearing Technique', a memory-transforming technique, have you ever wanted to forget that past because of the pain? Or do you also think that because you are a kid from the Lu family, you can ignore that past and deal with it at will?"

Lu Ci's hands trembled slightly as he set up the Eight Immortals Table, and the scene of his eldest brother's head and body being separated emerged in his mind.

"You're such a daredevil, kid from the Chu Ma family!"

Lu Ci stood up and stood in front of the frightened Lu Liang. "What did I order at the beginning?"

"Open...open the happy knot, and don't touch the rest."

Snapped!
Lu Ci slapped his great-grandson hard, sending him flying.

"I thought you had forgotten. Do you still remember how the elders of the tribe died during the war?"

"Remember... remember, little devil..."

Lu Liang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and before he could stand firmly, he was kicked in the chest, and Lu Ci stepped on him.

"You invaded my land, killed my compatriots, and harmed my people. If this happened to you, would you dare to forget it?"

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