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

Chapter 88 Stealing Heaven's Secret? Hundred Ghosts CPU Master is online (asking for a first order)
Wasteful, a thieving ghost, with extremely weak breath, born with stealth trait, greed is a natural ability, but also a nature that is difficult to change.

"Brother, I really want to tell you that if you don't let me remember something, it will be more painful than killing me." Xu Hua knelt down and begged for mercy, with red rashes appearing next to the blue wristband tied around his wrist.

Just thinking about it makes me feel itchy all over!

"That's not a good feeling, just like when you, the aliens, are bitten by the pill."

"Heh." Yan Huan raised his head and smiled, "You also know about the Tang Sect's Dan Shi?"

"I tried to steal their Dan Shi Xing Qi Diagram, but unfortunately failed. But a thief never leaves empty-handed, and I still took away some other things."

Wow!
The Wasteful Ghost flipped through the stolen book, and all the scattered hidden weapons and small mechanisms spilled out.

There are flying needles, daggers, poisonous sand, arrows hidden in the sleeves, and small mechanical creations such as "slanderous attacks" and cones.

"They are all little things." The Wasteful Ghost stood up on one leg.

Yan Huan picked up a poisoned dagger and stared at the cold blade that was glowing with a faint light.

It was said to be contaminated with poison, but it was just a little bit of croton powder. At this time, the Tang Sect was already very conservative in the use of poison.

"It's just a little thing, so boring." Yan Huan agreed.

"Xuhua, what status did you have in the past? Look at what you have been plotting. That is the Xuanzong Jade Flute and the Imperial Concubine's Sachet. You were able to escape from a group of alien guards, and even the red ghost that had eaten the emperor's energy couldn't catch you..."

"Look, you're just stealing these things now?"

Yan Huan threw the dagger back.

Xu Hua seemed to be recalling the glory of the past, and a wave of bitterness and pain inexplicably surged up in his heart.

A hero never brags about his past achievements, but if you really think about it, you will realize how arrogant and presumptuous you were at that time.

"You stole the Tang Clan's hidden weapons, stole the military books from the boy statue in the Wuhou Temple, and stole the happiness of ordinary people. Will your value drop?" Yan Huan sighed and shook his head repeatedly.

The monster's expression became more and more ferocious.

But there is really no way to do this. The environment has changed and is no longer the same as in ancient times.

Now their actions are restricted everywhere, and the soil for the survival of the ghosts is gradually disappearing.

Seeing this, Yan Huan felt that the first step could almost be completed.

First, compliment the other party's high-value personality, then use tragic stories and empathy to create a contrast for the weirdo, and then use multi-level emotional oppression and suggestion to destroy the other party. After that, it's time to recommend your own personal value and make big promises.

"I understand your current situation. Fortunately, you met me today. If it were an ordinary wizard, I would have beaten you to death long ago."

"Besides, what's the point of stealing these things? Will you be content with that? If we're going to steal, let's steal the big ones!"

Xu Hua raised his head. He was already a veteran, but he was almost stupefied by what this man said.

"Okay, take me to the capital, and we..."

Snapped!
Yan Huan slapped him.

I really couldn't hold back on saying this.

What the hell!

"Stop talking, we are going to die!"

"Then what are you stealing?" Wasteful Ghost felt a little aggrieved.

"The pattern, the pattern is open. Petty thieves steal chickens and dogs, big thieves usurp power and steal countries, what they are after is nothing but mundane things. You must know that there are some things in this world that can make even saints greedy." Yan Huan spoke in an ups and downs, and his arm drew a big circle in the air.

"what?"

"There's a ray of hope! And all things have life!" Yan Huan said.

Xu Hua was completely stunned. He had lived for a thousand years and had never coveted this thing.

Is it possible to steal a glimpse of the secret?

"Stealing yin and yang, concealing life and death, seizing the creation of heaven and earth, and stealing the vitality of heaven and earth. This is stealing the secrets of heaven, isn't it much more interesting than your petty theft?" He who steals a hook will be put to death, and he who steals a country will be a marquis. As long as saints live, thieves will not stop.

What Yan Huan said was entirely an extension of his thinking based on "The Saint Thief", one of the Eight Great Skills. The ability of a strange creature is a characteristic, and as for where the end of the road is, neither the ghost nor the sorcerer can tell.

To ordinary people, stealing the secrets of heaven may seem like a kind of arrogance that is ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth.

But in Yan Huan's eyes, that is a realm that elves and wizards can reach through practice.

I'm tempted by the waste.

Yan Huan spread out the spiritual flag, and three carts of bones slowly fell down.

"Finally, let me tell you about the benefits we offer. We provide accommodation and a clean soul. Come with me to the secular world to experience some life experiences. I can also slowly repay the sins you have accumulated over the years."

"Okay, okay... okay!" Xu Hua nodded repeatedly, roared loudly, and pointed his finger high into the sky, "From now on, I will be stealing things from God."

"Okay, now you can think straight." Yan Huan said with a smile, and pointed at the contract drawn in the air.

"Come! Let's sign the contract. My name is Yan Huan, and I will be the future master of all ghosts in the world."

Xu Hua nodded silently, his body floating like black ink into the pool.

Yan Huan's body was wrapped in a layer of evil spirit, his short shirt turned into a dark red robe, an iron fan and a spiritual flag were inserted into his waist, and the "Great Thief's Book" was carried on his back.

The finger joints of both hands made a "cracking" sound, becoming more flexible and agile, and the entire environment before and after the Wuhou Temple was clearly perceptible.

Haunted by thieves and ghosts, and wasteful.

Yan Huan raised his foot and jumped. Before he took the second step, his body was already wandering in the square in front of Kongming Palace. Then he passed through the corridor of civil and military generals, passed a small pond beside a weeping willow, and hid in the hollow decoration of the beam under the pavilion.

This feeling is very strange. It is not the agility and agility generated by speed, but a kind of ethereal and free state attached to it.

There is no need to conceal the Qi or perform any escape techniques, the body naturally blends into the environment.

Smells, colors, presence, all vanished one by one.

This is the stealth trait that is unique to a savvy thief.

In a corner of the courtyard wall, tourists who had regained their joy walked away one after another.

Some people felt that their low mood was due to their mental state, so they left early, while some people who were more open-minded continued to visit the Wuhou Temple.

Looking at the tourists, Yan Huan saw the yellow light shining from their eyes.

That's the sight.

People's field of vision is not narrow, but there is only one place where the eyes can be focused. When being haunted by ghosts, Yan Huan was able to avoid this sight.

"Now that we have figured out the physical characteristics, the next step is stealing."

Yan Huan thought about it and decided that since he was going to steal, he would naturally look for someone with decent abilities.

It just so happened that I had separated from Hong Bin and Li Shuyu before, so I could use this opportunity to practice.

The two balls filled with yang fire were not difficult to find in the crowd. Yan Huan changed her appearance slightly and walked towards Hong Bin who was wandering near the Han Zhaolie Temple.

When two people meet on a narrow road, their skills are tested the most.

As he walked in, Yan Huan's fingers moved as nimbly as a snake. He passed by Hong Bin and stole the phone from his pocket.

"No, it's too smooth." Yan Huan tossed the phone up and down.

This kid is too naive, I’d better go find Li Shuyu.

Swish!
Yan Huan jumped on one foot and quickly rushed towards the Sanyi Temple.

At this time, Li Shuyu saw that all the customers were safe and sound, and guessed that Yan Huan had dealt with the strange creature, and was returning to the passage at the entrance of Wuhou Temple.

Ok?
Suddenly, a look of doubt appeared on Li Shuyu Xiujing's face. She felt something strange, as if something was following her.

(End of this chapter)