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

Chapter 318: Seventy years of character creation, ruined in an instant
The incident of "Quan Xing" attacking the mountain caused the scheduled Luotian Grand Ceremony to be postponed by one day.

On the second day after the riots ended, Yan Huan visited the Tianshi Mansion alone. It was already past noon and the renovation work in the mansion had already started. There was a busy scene everywhere.

The jujube trees in the courtyard were in full bloom. The petals were as thin as butterfly wings, carrying a faint fragrance, slowly falling on Tian Jinzhong's motionless legs.

Xiao Qingzi was the only Taoist boy left who was responsible for taking care of Mr. Tian's daily life. At this moment, he was staring at the flowers on the branches in a trance.

"Okay, Xiaoqing, go out and help. Let me stay here for a while... The mountains are in need of manpower." Tian Jinzhong turned his head and ordered.

Xiao Qingzi came to his senses and quickly jumped behind the wheelchair.

After what happened last night, how could he dare to leave the Second Master's side? He immediately refused.

"I am weak and it would be useless if I went. Grand Master told me to take good care of you!"

The wind blew gently, and the jujube flowers fell like snow. The petals danced in the air and slowly spread across the courtyard.

In this rain of flowers, a figure gradually appeared at the door, coming against the light, and was hazy and difficult to distinguish.

When the little Taoist boy saw this figure, he was slightly surprised and quickly approached Old Master Tian and whispered, "Second Master, a guest has arrived."

Before Yan Huan could speak, the silver crescent on the back of his hand flickered gently, and Taiyin's voice suddenly came to his mind.

"Didn't we agree not to ask about those dangerous things?" Taiyin's voice was low and a little wary.

Yan Huan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and replied: "I didn't intend to ask, I just wanted to use your power to hide those things."

"Hmm..." Taiyin was silent for a moment, as if thinking about something, "However, if there is any abnormal sudden incident, we must stop immediately. Who knows what restrictions those past people have left in the secular world."

"I know what's going on." Yan Huan answered concisely and confidently, and after he finished speaking, he stepped steadily in front of Tian Jinzhong.

"Mr. Tian, ​​did you sleep well last night?"

Tian Jinzhong was slightly stunned and a little surprised by the greeting.

Before he could answer, the little Taoist boy standing beside him couldn't wait to speak: "Donor Yan, my second master is very energetic and has reached a very high level!"

Tian Jinzhong shook his head after hearing this and ordered, "Xiao Qingzi, you go down first."

The little Taoist boy hesitated and said, "Eh? But Second Grand Master..."

"It's okay. 'Quan Xing' is seriously injured now and won't make any moves so quickly. Besides, with this little donor by my side, who would dare to cause trouble?" Tian Jinzhong said.

When Xiao Qingzi heard this, he immediately thought it made sense, so he stopped talking and turned to Yan Huan, bowing and saying respectfully, "Donor Yan, I'll go prepare some tea and snacks."

Yan Huan nodded silently in response.

"It's all thanks to you this time, otherwise I don't know what would have happened. I can't repay you for saving my life..." Tian Jinzhong closed his eyes and nodded solemnly to thank you.

"Mr. Tian, ​​you are too polite."

"What about you now, little donor?" Tian Jinzhong tilted his head, looking confused.

There is no reason for the young elite of the new generation to come and mix with an old man like me.

Yan Huan folded his arms and looked at the old man for a long time.

For seventy years, Tian Lao has been cautious and prudent, and has sacrificed himself to overcome the heavens, and has suffered for himself, fulfilling the words "faithfulness and loyalty". If Zhang Zhiwei knew what the three disciples of the previous old Tianshi did, and Zhang Huaiyi was suspicious, then Tian Jinzhong did not fail to "be loyal".

In Yan Huan's opinion, Tian Jinzhong is more like a "real person".

"I didn't tell you about Gong Qing in advance because I was afraid of trouble. If I had killed him before, given how much Mr. Tian likes his apprentice, I'm afraid I would have to spend a lot of time talking to him, right?"

"This...maybe it will really be like that..." Tian Jinzhong looked at Yan Huan with bloodshot eyes, not quite understanding the intention of what he said.

"So I won't explain some things." Yan Huan smiled and raised his hand.

Green light flowed out from the fingertips, spreading out like a trickle of water. The green light was soft and ethereal, with a fresh and vigorous vitality, and quickly enveloped Tian Jinzhong.

The faint light was everywhere, the mountain wind stopped, and the jujube flowers fell sporadically like snow.

Then, silver light like tiny stardust slowly emerged from the crescent pattern on the back of Yan Huan's hand and flew towards Tian Jinzhong's forehead. The cold moonlight condensed and eventually turned into a small silver crescent pattern.

Green vines emerged from the ground and entwined around Tian Jinzhong's broken legs and arms, with flowers blooming and a refreshing fragrance. These vines and flowers gradually completed the defects of the limbs and began to soften into human flesh and blood. Green light penetrated into the body and nourished Tian Lao's tendons, bones and blood vessels.

"It's much more sophisticated than the last time I replenished Er Zhuang's lower body. It doesn't even require Sui Sui's flesh and blood to replenish it."

Then next time we meet, I will clean up the mess for Er Zhuang...

"Junior is leaving now." Yan Huan left after saying this, and the green-silver light lingering around him faded away.

Tian Jinzhong frowned slightly, feeling a little strange. Before he could figure out what was happening, his fingers suddenly trembled slightly.

To be precise, the place where the finger should have been jumped slightly.

It was a long-lost feeling, the limbs that had been lost for many years actually regained consciousness.

Tian Jinzhong's heart was shocked and he could hardly believe it was true. He looked down and quickly felt something strange in his body. The parts of his limbs that were restored began to exert slight force, and the parts that had been lost were slowly recovering their functions.

At this moment, Xiao Qingzi came out of the house holding a tea tray and cakes, and a respectful smile froze on his face.

The scene before him shocked him so much that he loosened his grip. With a "bang", the tea bowl fell to the ground. The crisp sound of breaking echoed in the quiet courtyard. The tea spilled out and the fragrance of tea filled the air.

Xiao Qingzi's eyes widened, and he suddenly covered his mouth, his voice trembling with excitement: "Second Master...you...you can stand up now!"

"I can stand..." Tian Jinzhong staggered to his feet. His body had not yet adapted to being able to walk again, so his steps were unsteady and swaying.

The world before my eyes was high and low, and everything seemed unreal.

"Master, let me support you!" Xiao Qingzi hurried forward and hurriedly supported Tian Jinzhong.

In front of the Tianshi Mansion, the old Tianshi Zhang Zhiwei was working on a renovation project. The surrounding area was dusty and gray, and bricklayers and carpenters were hammering and smashing things on the houses on both sides.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind.

"Senior brother..."

"Old Tian?" Zhang Zhiwei looked in the direction of the voice, slowly turned around, and his eyes fell on the figure staggering towards him.

Tian Jinzhong was supported by a little Taoist boy, but his steps were still unsteady, and his face, which had seen centuries of experience, had a complicated expression.

"Old Tian...you?" Zhang Zhiwei's voice trembled slightly.

Tian Jinzhong couldn't help but have tears in his eyes, his voice was a little choked up: "Brother, I... I don't think I have to bear it anymore... Little Benefactor Yan has been here..."

Under the cover of Taiyin's power, the secret that had been kept for seventy years was sealed in his mind.

"Xiao Huanzi, so that's how it is, so that's how it is..." Zhang Zhiwei understood, his beard trembling slightly, and he stepped forward.

Tian Jinzhong followed him and took a step forward, staggering a bit, but Zhang Zhiwei immediately reached out to support him.

"Brother, I'm sorry to Master! I'm sorry to you!"

thump!
The old man bent his legs and knelt on the ground.

"Old Tian, ​​what nonsense are you talking about... Just give up... That's all."

"Senior brother..."

Zhang Zhiwei helped Tian Jinzhong up and patted the dirt off his Taoist robe. "Old Tian, ​​your image of more than 70 years has been ruined just like that! I'll have to make up a lame excuse to fool those bastards under me later."

Tian Jinzhong wiped away his tears and said, "Brother...Is it not okay for me to sleep secretly..."

Xiao Qingzi, who was waiting on the side, found the scene before his eyes extremely moving. He cried out, "Two Grand Masters, what are you talking about? I don't understand a word you say... Wahhhh..."

In the eastern sky, Yan Huan flapped his wings and looked at the two centenarians hugging each other.

"good night."

Whoosh!

A green shadow disappeared into the sky. At this time, the sky was clear and blue, without a trace of impurities. It was so clear and bright.

(End of this chapter)