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

Chapter 133: Become famous all over the world, Mr. Shuijing, you are very popular

Zhuge Qing tried to keep his eyes open, his head nodding back and forth sleepily. If Yan Huan hadn't been so angry, he would have fallen asleep on the spot.

"Forget it. Today you are very happy and Sanbao is damaged. I can't really beat you up."

"I'd like to say goodbye to you while you're still conscious. Now that things are over here, I should continue heading north." Yan Huan said.

Li Shuyu had already entrusted someone to arrange the fire source to go to BJ. They would use the fire escape technique to sneak along the way and only needed to stop in Jiangsu and Hebei temporarily. It was more than a thousand kilometers and they would arrive in half a day.

"Are you leaving now?" Zhuge Qing asked in surprise. After thinking for a moment, he added, "I think Da Meng is pretty good!"

"You kid really want to call me uncle!" Yan Huan laughed angrily and took out a green feather from his pocket.

The feather shaft is made of gold, with a brilliant golden light flowing in the middle, while the feathers are bright green, which makes the combination look luxurious and elegant.

The Green Feather was a sudden idea of ​​Yan Huan. It was forged by the Green Feather of Bifang and the Qingming golden light. It has a single function and is simple. It can prevent the mind from being disturbed by the outside world and covered with dust.

"No, Brother Yan has helped us a lot..."

"Please pass it to Meng for me."

"Oh, that's okay." Zhuge Qing took the Qingyu and carefully put it around his waist.

Yan Huan stood up and looked at the remaining soul on the altar.

"The next period of time will belong to your Wuhou family. I'll take my leave now." Yan Huan bowed.

Zhuge Liang responded politely, "I wish Mr. Shuijing good luck in military affairs and may he get what he wants."

When Yan Huan turned around, Zhuge Qing fell down and fell into a deep sleep.

Outside the Wuhou Temple, Zhuge Gong paced back and forth in a nervous mood, and several elders also had worried expressions on their faces.

Yan Huan stepped out and nodded to everyone.

Zhuge Gong was stunned at first, "Is it done?"

"Oh my god, my son is a success!"

There was a lot of joy and happiness everywhere. Amid the hustle and bustle of tourists coming and going, Zhuge Village was even more festive. It should be the New Year's Day in the village today.

Yan Huan looked back and saw everyone in the ancestral hall picking up the sleeping Zhuge Qing and holding him tightly, and he smiled with relief.

Before he passed the bronze tripod in the courtyard, a chorus of thanks came from behind him: "I wish Mr. Shuijing a safe journey and good luck in martial arts!"

Yan Huan didn't look back and waved his arms.

Yan Fei followed behind him and said, "Xiao Huan, do you want to go back to Jiangxi with me first? The old man is waiting anxiously and is very anxious!"

"When I return to the north, I will naturally go to visit him. As for now, forget it."

If the old man hadn't nodded, what happened today wouldn't have happened. Just let it hurt inside your heart, and feel uncomfortable for a few days.

Yan Huan looked up at the northern horizon. Under the sunlight, the originally monotonous blue of the autumn sky became colorful, showing various tones from light yellow to dark orange, like a living glow.

The auspicious image, coupled with the cool golden wind, is a good omen for heading north to look for spirits!

Fire spirit swims, you are next.

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Phoenix Mountain, bunker, R&D center office.

Zhao Fangxu hunched his fat body in the swivel chair, examining the report and review submitted by Huang Boren.

"Mr. Zhao, this is the result of the investigation. The whole story of the incident is all in it." Huang Boren was sweating profusely and licked his dry lips after speaking.

Zhao Fangxu said nothing, threw the documents in his hand on the table, and rubbed his forehead.

The alien circle has been in turmoil recently. The company has been overwhelmed with matters big and small, and now an accident has occurred in the bunker research and development project. It is so stressful and stressful. As I get older, I always feel a little overwhelmed.

"Godhead runaway and cognitive impairment? The company has put a lot of effort into the research of Godhead weapons. If there are still problems that cannot be ignored and no results are achieved, the project manager will have to shoulder more responsibilities than just a review."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Huang Boren responded repeatedly. Zhao Fangxu narrowed his eyes and stared at the bright white light bulb hanging from the ceiling.

There were obvious changes in the R&D personnel arranged for the database, and problems occurred with the two people who changed positions. It was really hard for him not to think too much.

In recent years, there have been undercurrents within the company, and the rats hiding in the dark have begun to stir. The situation inside the bunker is unlikely to be any better.

"Has it been a long time since this bunker held any employee quality improvement activities?"

"Yes... a little bit." Huang Boren replied.

"Then in the next three months, we will implement this work well."

After giving the order, Zhao Fangxu straightened his body slightly and focused his eyes on a separately compiled collection of documents.

"Yan Huan again?" Zhao Fangxu felt emotional. In just half a year, he had heard this name more than once.

"You know him?"

"I heard that an old friend from the military region contacted me privately. The last small friction between Gao Lian and Dou Le was also related to this person. This person should be a good person, right?" Zhao Fangxu asked.

"After a brief contact, I found this kid to be kind-hearted and law-abiding. He is not difficult to control."

Zhao Fangxu shook his head. "The company's basic responsibility is to maintain stability, not to control aliens. You've been doing this for so many years, don't be so naive."

Stable factors are retained and observed, while unstable factors are eliminated.

Zhao Fangxu believes that the company's measures are very magnanimous in restricting outsiders.

"Has Mu You dealt with the matter? As the owner of Jianghu Inn, he knows the limits, but he also needs to make his subordinates restrain themselves."

The bunkers are connected to everywhere, and what happens there is rarely known to outsiders, and should not be known to outsiders.

Fortunately, Xie Fang evacuated early, otherwise there would have been one more person sitting in the interrogation room in the bunker.

"It's all settled! However, the outside world has been curious about the Wuhou Sect for a long time, so it doesn't matter if more news spreads out. However, we are still discussing whether the statement about the reincarnation will cause a stir in the circle."

"What do people inside the bunker think about 'reincarnation'?" Zhao Fangxu raised his head with interest.

"We all agree that this is nonsense. We have used the soul-searching method to search the souls of the research department staff. There are no extra impurities in them, only some defects caused by the erosion of the godhead."

"That's fine. Since it's completely fictitious, let them do as they please." Zhao Fangxu suggested.

"Hey!" Huang Boren raised his head and looked at Yan Huan's head portrait on the cover of the profile. "If this news gets out, my life will be very exciting in the future!"

Ah autumn!

After several twists and turns, Yan Huan avoided the interference of several bright fire sources of varying sizes and finally arrived in the capital before sunset.

He had just settled in a hotel outside the Sixth Ring Road when he sneezed for no reason.

"It's getting colder as autumn begins, and it's more obvious the further north you go!" Yan Huan sighed, mobilizing the yang fire to dispel the cold and seek warmth.

At this time, the message alerts on the mobile phone started vibrating one after another.

I swiped the screen and saw that the source of the news was Deng Youcai, who I hadn't contacted for some time.

Just when I was wondering, more messages came in one after another, and my phone vibrated like a fun toy.

Deng Youcai: Oh my god, my friend, Mr. Shuijing, you have become really famous during this trip!
Deng Youfu: Become famous all over the world/Hold your fist/
"What the hell?"

Turning the pages, the rest of the content is surprisingly the same: Li Changqing and Bai Yufeng from Penglai Jiange, Zhao Hongbin from Yiliu, Hong Bin and Li Shuyu from Huode Sect...

The dialog box filled with little red circles only had a few words left:

Mr. Shuijing/Holding fist/
"What...what's going on?" Yan Huan was confused.

(End of this chapter)