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

Chapter 13 Temporary Workers in Northeast China

The evil aura in the cave grew thicker, and the black smoke emerging from the eight stone pits condensed into twisted and bizarre human figures.

"Are you Ma Xian'er!?"

"Impossible! Ma Xian has only been connected to one immortal in his life, so it is impossible for him to control so many spirits! Who are you?"

"Ah!" With a loud scream, Liu Quansheng fled in panic, rolling and crawling back into the darkness.

Lifting the lantern to the stone table at the end of the cave, he began to frantically flip through an ancient book. This book was obtained from the corpse of a wanderer without any sect or school, and it recorded the corpse refining technique and soul-calming method passed down from Shangqing Maoshan.

But Liu Quansheng didn't know that these people called "Wild Maoshan" were mostly of mixed quality, both good and evil. They just used the name of "Maoshan". The magic they inherited was not orthodox, and most of them were even evil magic that was distorted by these independent people.

Blah blah blah!

Liu Quansheng flipped through the paper anxiously, bit his fingertips, and used his blood to draw talisman patterns on the yellow paper.

"The sun rises in the east. I will give you a magic talisman to sweep away all evil. The fire of the mountains will come out of your mouth, and the light of the flying gate will be captured..."

Before he could finish his words, a ghost passing by bit off the arm that Liu Quansheng was holding the talisman.

Screams were heard from the deep cave, and in just a moment, the pale-faced corpse driver was eaten.

When a person dies, the three souls leave and the seven spirits have no place to attach to. Liu Quansheng's soul also left his body.

Upon seeing this, the eight ghosts became more vicious and pressed forward to crush the black smoke above the corpse.

"No, come back to me." Yan Huan stretched out one hand forward, and a vortex of storm seemed to open in his palm, and the Eight Ghosts were firmly grasped in his hand.

Man cannot be subdued by the spirit, and the spirit cannot be subdued by the spirit.

After a person eats a spirit, he will be beaten into a "red-name monster" by the elves and witches. After a spirit eats a spirit, the consequences will be even more horrible and direct, and they will directly degenerate into "evil spirits."

Whoosh, whoosh!
Yan Huan's clenched palms began to tremble violently.

"I know you're angry, but it's not worth it to ruin your future for such a scumbag!"

The price is too high.

Yan Huan said a few words to comfort him, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.

"Well, I will vent your anger for you. I will capture its spirit and train it like an animal."

After saying this, Yan Huan looked at the spirit whose half body was embedded in the mountain.

This guy is still trying hard to escape.

"Evil beast, come quickly."

Swish!
Liu Quansheng roared, as if he was in a deep sea undercurrent and was being dragged over alive.

Yan Huan pinched the throat of the human-shaped black smoke with his left hand, "The Liu family is rebellious and has been chasing corpses for more than ten years. I didn't expect that one day they would be treated like this, right?"

The palm of my right hand began to stir again.

Ugh!
"There's nothing I can do to you."

Yan Huan is easily persuaded and can't stand people nagging her in her ear.

He spread out his hands and repeated the instructions again and again, emphasizing the pros and cons.

"I don't care if you beat it to pieces, but not eating it is the bottom line. If you become evil spirits, you won't recognize your relatives, and I won't be able to take you to see your family for the last time."

Having said this, the eight ghosts instantly became quiet.

They considered it and remained silent for a long time. They must have made a decision in their hearts.

Seeing this, Yan Huan opened both hands at the same time.

"Go."

Several groups of evil spirits instantly entangled together.

Yan Huan walked to the end of the cave with heavy steps, picked up the ancient book from Yemao Mountain, and burned it to ashes on the ghost fire.

When a person dies, his Qi dissipates, and the blue ghost fire that is maintained by Qi gradually dims. Yan Huan then leads a trace of Qi over to ignite the flame again, and walks back with the lantern. The eight ghosts have almost had enough fun, and it's time to send them back.

Yan Huan grasped Liu Quansheng's shattered soul in his hand and used Qi to seal the eight ghosts back into the corpse.

This ancient corpse-driving technique originated from the Jinjing Qingming Sect. It is immature, but the advantage is that even a novice can master it.

Compared with the current Liu family's perfect corpse-driving technique, it lacks the refinement and hard work of skills. Apart from the necessary Qi, it is almost entirely driven by the deceased's longing for his relatives and homeland.

Yan Huan raised the lantern and said, "The dead are on their way, the living should give way and go home!"

There was no soul-catching bell, no soul-calling flag, no soul-guiding gong, and no corpse-driving whip. The corpse buried in the damp mud just crawled out and walked towards the cave entrance under the guidance of Yan Huan.

It was already halfway through the night and the moon was moving westward again.

Yan Huan freed himself from the fox spirit and took out his cell phone to check. Now that the matter at Changbai Mountain had been resolved, he had to contact professionals to handle the aftermath.

As soon as the signal was restored, Yan Huan saw a message pop up in the notification bar:

"Talent brings wealth, talent brings color" requests to add you as a friend.

"Changbaishan Laowang" requests to add you as a friend.

···
"Hey, these two." Yan Huan smiled. There was no signal in the cave, so the two of them thought they had lost contact and had to contact them as soon as possible.

Yan Huan pressed his thumb on the "OK" button in the prompt bar.

The next second, the phone screen went black.

Ok?
Yan Huan was stunned, and then saw a text pop up on the phone screen:
Hello *^O^*!

This technology, this playful and cute emoticon…

Is it Er Zhuang?

This hacked my phone?
Erzhuang's real name is Gao Yushan. She is a temporary worker in the Northeast of the "Nadutong" company. She is also the second daughter of Gao Lian, the head of the Northeast region, and a descendant of the Gao family, one of the four major families.

For some unknown reason, Erzhuang has only the body part above the abdomen left, and is now hiding in a culture chamber somewhere.

This man is a genius with an innate ability to manipulate radio waves. In his early years, he joined the Quanzhen Wu Liu School to practice, and integrated his innate special skills with the Yang Shen, which enables the soul to leave the body in the form of electromagnetic waves and exist in space in the form of radio waves.

In this state, although she cannot affect entities, she can manipulate telecommunications signals. She is an extremely savvy hacker and is nearly invincible on the Internet.

"Ah, ah." Yan Huan scratched his head helplessly, "Since Er Zhuang took the initiative to contact me, it means that the company has targeted me."

Damn it, I should have changed to an old phone earlier.

Er Zhuang: Why don't you speak?
Yan Huan stared at the words on the screen and thought for a while.

"No, why am I nervous?"

As the saying goes, fortune and misfortune come from no door, but are brought upon oneself. Yan Huan prides himself on being a man who knows his limits and premises in dealing with people, and has never done anything that is against the will of others.

Not only that, he can even be said to be popular with everyone he meets. Compared with those restless youngsters in the alien world, he is simply at the level of a city-level five-good youth.

A gentleman is open and honest, and doesn't need to be nervous.

"Anyone whose phone was hacked would be speechless with surprise. Are you a hacker? Don't be silly. I don't have a penny in my card."

Er Zhuang: I still have three yuan and twenty-eight ⊙▽⊙, I am really poor-_-||
"Hey, are you committing a crime?" Yan Huan pointed at Yan Wenzi and said.

Is there anything more cruel than stealing the account balance of a poor person?
Er Zhuang: O(∩_∩)O Haha~ Just kidding~
Let's get down to business (T^T). We have all seen your performance on the hill just now. The person in charge of Northeast China wants to see you.

"I can cooperate with you regarding this riot, but as for the rest..." Yan Huan hesitated, "I don't like to get involved in troublesome matters, please forgive me."

Er Zhuang: enen, regarding this riot, the company protects the legal rights and interests of any law-abiding person.

We won't ask any unnecessary questions that have nothing to do with Changbai Mountain (ε)!!!

"Uh..." Yan Huan stretched out his voice.

She really likes emoticons...

(End of this chapter)