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

Chapter 171 Another day to witness the value of Shuangquan Hands

I was deceived into a pyramid scheme!
Yan Huan continued to ask questions and learned that the fat man's name was Li Xing, and he was from Gansu. The so-called brothers he mentioned were just some "like-minded" netizens.

Li Xing looked embarrassed when his thoughts were exposed, and seemed to want to make some excuses.

"But you see, they said the entry fee is a fund-raising, and they will give it to us in the form of commissions later. Does this make sense? Just like there are 13 billion people in our country, and if each person gives me cent, then I will have million."

"If we continue in the same way, we can create a second multimillionaire the next day."

"If this is not the national poverty alleviation policy, in the long run, the poor will no longer have to be poor."

Yan Huan rubbed his forehead, "What a perverse theory, have you seen the wealth gathered together?"

"I'm still waiting in line for the lottery. This is what happens when you get started late. Everything has to be considered based on seniority and the ways of the world!" Li Xing said as a matter of course.

Yan Huan looked through the evil map and confirmed the location of Yulang Village.

The small village is about three or four kilometers away from here.

What is even more coincidental is that there is a Dragon King Temple left in the undeveloped riverside area not far from the village.

"Keep going along this gravel path. When you see a hill, there will probably be no road left and you have to cross it." Yan Huan pointed to a rugged dirt road covered with thorns and grass not far away.

I have to say that the location chosen for this pyramid scheme den is really good. It is difficult for vehicles to pass through, and even if it is caught, there is enough time to move.

Yan Huan pointed out the way without saying anything. After casting an illusion, he flapped his wings and flew into the sky.

The cold nights of winter come early, and dusk begins around six o'clock. A red glow spreads across the river, enveloping the quiet and peaceful Yulang Village.

The villagers gathered in the central square, listening attentively to the lecture given by the success guru.

With the keen sense of smell after being possessed by the fox spirit, Yan Huan smelled a hint of blood in the biting cold wind blowing across the river.

The source of the smell was the abandoned Dragon King Temple.

Yan Huan retracted his wings, dived down, and stopped in front of the temple.

In folk beliefs, there are Dragon Kings in the four seas, five lakes, eight rivers, four rivers, three rivers and nine streams. This should be the Dragon King Temple, but unfortunately it has been in disrepair for many years, the walls are full of cracks, and the plaque in front of the temple is crumbling in the wind.

The temple door was closed, and a few sobs and whimpers could be faintly heard from inside.

After a while, Yan Huan saw a dishevelled man with tattoos all over his arms running towards him in a hurry.

boom!
Huabi grabbed the big lock hanging on the door and shouted anxiously into the temple: "Are you all okay? Why are you locked up in here?"

Hearing this, the people inside seemed to have welcomed their savior.

Two or three young men hurried behind the locked door and shouted, "Save us! There are pyramid schemers in this village. They have locked us up and taken away our cell phones and ID cards."

"Call the police, call the police for us! Please!"

"Is there such a thing? I'll save you!" Huabi was shocked and took out the key to open the door.

At the same time, several burly men came out from behind the temple.

"Who wants to call the police? And who wants to escape?"

"I tell you, once you're in, don't even think about leaving! We've expanded our business. If you figure it out, you can enjoy the good life with us. If you don't, you'll continue to starve and freeze."

"A bunch of ungrateful dogs." Huabi cursed.

As soon as he finished speaking, several men started kicking and punching the person who was asking for help.

Yan Huan noticed that in the corner of the Dragon King Temple, there were several people who looked like dried corpses, huddled with their arms folded, with indifference and numbness in their eyes.

It turned out to be the case.

They direct and act out these acts themselves to control people's hearts. If this continues one after another, even the trust in kindness will be completely eroded.

By then, even if there are people who really want to help, no one will believe it.

"I still say the same thing. If you report anyone who runs away or makes mischief, you will get a chicken leg added to your meal!" Huabi said this and left with a smile.

Yan Huan ignored them and looked up at the crumbling plaque. Under the wind and rain, the large characters on it had long been blurred. Inside the temple, the head of the Dragon King's statue had also been lost. Outsiders had no idea which god was being worshipped.

Below the altar, the man who had been beaten till his mouth was bleeding, crawled tremblingly to the front of the statue.

"Where are you from, God? Please open your eyes, open your eyes!"

Yan Huan looked embarrassed. It was not difficult to deal with a group of people who were engaged in pyramid schemes.

But he wouldn't go into the crowd and become invincible, defeating everyone.

You have to know that pyramid schemes are rampant despite repeated bans. Even the people behind the scenes who make huge profits are all abroad. In any den, except for a few small leaders who are accomplices, all the people inside are victims.

Or is he a brain-washed victim?

"It's another day to witness the value of Shuangquan Hands." Yan Huan sighed.

He thought for a moment and then jumped lightly into the temple.

"Lord Dragon, your incense altar is in such a rotten state, you must not want it anymore, why don't you give it to me, I will use the remaining heat for you."

Yan Huan flew to the statue of the Dragon King and tapped it with his fingertips. A green light spread along the clay figure, and tender buds kept emerging, growing into vines and weaving into a fox head.

Click, click!
The vines crushed the statue's shell, and the broken stones fell down.

The man who was crawling under the altar raised his head and shouted when he saw something strange happened.

"It's happening... It's happening! It's the fox fairy, it's the fox fairy queen!"

As soon as the words were shouted, everyone in the temple became alert, and the few people who were curled up in the corner rolled and crawled to the altar.

Looking up, the fox-headed vine wooden statue was gazing at them with compassion.

The vines bear bouquets of flowers, and the fruits fall to the ground.

"I ate it." Yan Huan said.

Several people followed the instructions and after taking a bite of the fruit, their injuries felt much better.

"It's difficult to travel on the mountain roads at night. You will definitely not be able to escape this time. Just stay here for a few days and make plans later."

With just a few words, the restless hearts of several people calmed down.

Yan Huan saw the faith as subtle as mist entering the fox head and nodded slightly.

This trip was a small gain. Next -

Just call the police first.

In order to prevent any mistakes when closing the net, Yan Huan decided to go outside to get some background first.

A meritorious deed.

As the night continued to fall, the success guru ended his speech with a dry mouth and a satisfied feeling.

Yan Huan heard bursts of lyrics coming from the square:

"We came here together to make a name for ourselves! The enthusiasm of old and new friends is unforgettable to me! Thank you to my friends for giving me this good opportunity. I will definitely seize it and make achievements here! After more than 20 years of life, I have realized a truth: when people have no money, everyone will be looked down upon..."

"I had a dream last night! The dream was so real... I dreamed that my elderly father came to my side again. He gently called me, 'Son, why don't you go home?' Poor old father, do you know that I am a direct seller? Many people don't understand... When I become successful, I will go home to honor my parents."

When love is deep, tears and sobs will appear, and there will be faint sounds in the campfire in the dark night.

Bifang flapped its wings and landed on Yan Huan's left shoulder. "If there is such cohesion, the sect that is supported will surely breed extremely powerful spirits."

spirit?
Yan Huan narrowed his eyes and sensed carefully. There was a faint evil aura surrounding the central square.

"This doesn't seem to be a simple pyramid scheme. There are alien forces involved."

(End of this chapter)