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

Chapter 185: Red carp leaps into the river, a large clam holds a pearl, and the water spirit is indistinct
The main stream of Xiushui River is 357 kilometers long in total. It flows through Jiujiang, Yichun and Nanchang in Jiangsu Province, and finally flows into Poyang Lake in Wucheng Town, Yongxiu County.

Yan Huan was unable to accurately locate the water spirit, so he had to keep this light for the time being.

"The fish here are what you asked for later, but they were not delivered to the villagers, right?" Yan Huan asked, looking at the ceramic jar.

Zhang Guangming nodded guiltily.

Such a good thing should of course be kept and sold at a good price. The villagers are not related to him at all, so what does their life or death have to do with him?

"This is not my own idea. The people who go to pray are only those wealthy families. They also want to make some money back."

"This is human nature. As long as you have money, you don't care about other people. Don't look at me like this. I am considered good. Several big families who got fish are still celebrating the outbreak of the epidemic!"

"This tank of fish can be exchanged for two houses in Nanchang. Think about it! In fact, we can cooperate. You can get the gun, which means you have the channel, and I have the resources and the help of experts behind me. If we join forces, I don't know how much we can make!"

With the thank-you fee from the Wang family, Yan Huan had long regarded money as dirt.

As for human nature, there is even less to say.

Yan Huan has never hesitated to speculate on people's hearts with the worst malice, so he is closer to the simple-minded elves.

"Call your people later and go with me to Xiushui to prepare for the incense offerings."

"Oh..." Zhang Guangming responded reluctantly.

Yan Huan raised his head, feeling that this person was a little hard to control.

After thinking about it, I realized that I had never used the magical power of [Boarding] before, and now it comes in handy.

Yan Huan stretched out his hand, and a purple-blue tentacle emerged from his palm. It was as thin as a silk thread, sticky and smooth, and exuded a chilling luster.

He stared at Zhang Guangming, with a gentle smile in his eyes.

As his heart moved, the tentacles seemed to be inspired and slowly stretched out, moving lightly like a snake. With a "snap", they stuck to the skin of Zhang Guangming's cheek.

The icy touch frightened him and made his body tremble. The next second, the tentacles drilled into his nostrils, seeped into his flesh and blood, and rushed straight to his brain.

Zhang Guangming's scalp felt numb, as if countless tiny needles were gently piercing deep into his consciousness.

Then, the purple-blue tentacle penetrated his brain squarely and planted a tiny bud.

A sharp pain followed, and he couldn't resist it, as if he was being pulled by an invisible force.

Under Yan Huan's gaze, Zhang Guangming's body began to tremble slightly, his eyes gradually lost focus, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he was shrouded by an invisible force, until he felt that he was no longer himself, and had completely become a puppet in Yan Huan's hands, allowing him to be controlled and driven.

"What an evil way of using it! It doesn't fit in with my upright character..."

Yan Huan sighed, pushed Zhang Guangming aside, and walked towards the mackerel in the ceramic tank.

Approaching the corner, Yan Huan cut off a piece of Spanish mackerel and put it into his mouth, savoring it carefully.

Surprisingly, the fish meat has no fishy smell at all. Instead, it has a refreshing taste that is refreshing, like a spring flowing through your heart.

Unable to rely on the Five Elements Method to see through the illusion of the water spirit, Yan Huan simply closed his eyes, calmed his mind, and tried to break the illusion of fish meat.

As his consciousness gradually calmed down, the scene around him seemed to become blurred, and gradually, a light emerged in his vision.

Those ordinary mackerels underwent amazing changes in his perception. The body of each fish gradually disappeared, replaced by dazzling fish scales.

The fish scales also emit a bright glow in the dark temple, colorful like a rainbow that shines from the sky to the earth.

The scales were similar in size to those of ordinary scallops. Yan Huan reached out and gently touched them. A warm touch came from his fingertips, as if he had touched the origin of life.

Running water!

The next second, the dazzling fish scales turned into clear water and flowed down through the gaps between Yan Huan's fingertips.

Tick, tick...

When he opened his eyes again, the vat was filled with extremely pure water.

"It is the spirit of water without a doubt."

Yan Huan turned around and said to Zhang Guangming, who was as dumbfounded as a puppet, "Call your people, it's time to set off."

Snakes and rats are in the same nest, and they have been in collusion for a long time. Zhang Guangming has quite a lot of prestige among the big families in Tao Village. At his command, a large number of people gathered near Xiushui with their weapons. It was afternoon, and the surface of the Xiushui River was covered with thick dusk, making it hazy and chaotic.

A large number of people, including men, women, young and old, gathered on the shore. The offerings to the water god had already been placed, incense and candles were burning, and the incense table was filled with tributes such as chickens, ducks, fruits and vegetables.

The old man in the lead was the elder of the village, with wrinkles all over his face like carved tree rings. He held up burning incense in both hands, walked slowly to the river bank, and solemnly informed the heaven and earth, and also informed Xiushui.

After saying the blessing, the old man placed the incense in his hand in front of the incense table.

Then, he signaled to everyone to throw tributes such as chickens and ducks into the water one by one. The tributes caused ripples on the surface of the river and then slowly sank to the bottom of the water. Everything was following some kind of ancient ritual.

After the procedure was completed, the old man began to explain to the water god the suffering of the village caused by the epidemic in recent days. His voice was sad, as if he had turned the pain of all the villagers into a plea, hoping that the water god would bestow his grace and save them from the dire straits.

“You really have the nerve to say that…” Yan Huan stood by with his arms folded, his eyes never leaving the water.

At the beginning, Xiushui was calm, as if the sacrifice was in vain.

However, as time went on, sporadic bubbles began to appear on the water surface, and then the bubbles gradually increased, as if some force was surging under the water.

Suddenly, fish jumped out of the river, rejoicing, but this time, the Spanish mackerel was replaced by red carp.

Water brings good luck!

Those colorful carps jumped in the water, their tail fins slapping the water surface, making waves of crisp water sounds.

Seeing this scene, everyone was extremely excited. They fell to their knees and kowtowed excitedly, believing that the water god had appeared and brought a good omen.

Only a few people who knew the truth secretly sneered with contempt.

At this moment, Zhang Guangming suddenly changed his attitude, looked at everyone coldly, strode forward, waved his hand, and shouted unceremoniously, "Go away!"

His tone was cold and hard, without any warmth.

Everyone wanted to ask for more grace from God, but Zhang Guangming's majesty forced them to submit.

"Director Zhang, why is this happening?" the old man who was trying to make a profit with him stepped forward and asked quietly.

"I have my own arrangements."

"Don't worry, you will get all the benefits this time, just do as I tell you."

The old man pursed his dry lips and responded heavily.

The whole family was dissatisfied and cursed secretly, thinking that the sacrifice was interrupted without completing its mission. They were very angry. Finally, they were driven away from the river bank by their elders, leaving Yan Huan and Zhang Guangming alone to face each other.

Yan Huan looked around and after confirming that there was no one around, he took off his clothes without hesitation and jumped directly into the freezing water.

After entering the water, he immediately mobilized the Qi in his body to keep the coldness of the river water out of his body and isolate himself from the surrounding cold water.

After swinging his arms and swimming for a while, an undercurrent suddenly came from the depths, and the strong water pressure pushed his body back a little.

At this moment, the black dragon tattoo on Yan Huan's left arm suddenly moved, quickly spreading along his arm, turning into a tattoo with thorn patterns, gradually covering his cheeks.

As the tattoo covered her, Yan Huan suddenly found that she no longer needed to hold her breath or breathe deliberately, and she could breathe freely in the water.

The power of the black dragon made Yan Huan's perception of the water flow more acute. Every subtle change in the water flow was clearly visible in his perception. He was as free as a fish, swimming lightly in the water.

Continue to dive to the bottom of the water, and through the layers of waves, the strange scene at the bottom of the river unfolds like a picture.

Yan Huan saw a strange color in the darkness and looked for the light source. He found that on the huge rock at the bottom of the water, there was a huge clam living!
The entire body of the clam was a strange warm purple color. The clam shell slowly opened, revealing an extremely large pearl inside. The pearl was transparent and crystal clear, emitting a soft light. Countless red carp swam out of the pearl and swam lightly around the purple clam.

“You…you’re here?”

"is it you?"

A tender and lovely sound came from the big clam, which became unclear in the flowing water.

Yan Huan approached and stopped beside Mingzhu to watch carefully. A school of fish passed by him, bringing with it a huge current of water.

"Water spirit." Yan Huan called softly, but there was no response from the clam.

The bright pearls shone, and a series of chaotic and ever-changing scenes emerged.

There seems to be a small world inside this bead...
(End of this chapter)