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

Chapter 11: Possessed by a fox spirit, flowers in the mirror and moon in the water

The three white foxes bowed their heads. Yan Huan had said so much and even swore by heaven and earth. It would be a bit rude if these old creatures who had lived for hundreds of years did not appreciate it.

woohoo~
Three foxes sat on the top of the mountain and howled together. Their voices were deep and sharp, like the whispers of ghosts.

There was commotion among the Changbai Mountains. Things were running over from all directions. Some were accomplished, some were not, some had already cultivated Qi, some had just obtained Qi... all the young people gathered together.

"Your good fortune has come today. If you want to go down the mountain to gain experience, then follow the master."

Oh oh oh oh ~
The group of foxes surrounded Yan Huan and started chirping.

"If you can't wait and want to go out and explore, come with me. If you want to continue to practice in the mountains, stay here, but don't do evil in the future, don't go down the mountain without permission to cause trouble to ordinary people, and don't tease tourists."

Woo~
Several little foxes bared their teeth and roared, but when they smelled the scent of Yan Huan, they relaxed their vigilance again.

Elves can identify the scent of a wizard's soul and distinguish between kindness and malice. This is one of the reasons why Yan Huan vowed not to obey the spirit's magic.

The method of taking in spirits is to swallow the elves. This method can increase the strength of the wizard in a short period of time, and it will also leave a smell in the soul that only the wizard and the elves can perceive.

stench!

People who serve spirits will be despised by all the elves in the world in this life, and the purity of their souls will be affected by the elves they devour.

Yan Huan always believed that the relationship between elves and humans is a two-way choice, and cultivation is a process of mutual adjustment between the two sides. The "jumping spirits" in "jumping spirits and sending generals" is ultimately a minor path, and the "subduing spirits method" is even more of an evil way that goes against the laws of nature. The key point of this witchcraft is actually the word "send". How to make full use of the elves is the fundamental test of the wizard's strength.

"Come on, come on."

A little fox followed Yan Huan's call and approached cautiously.

The moist nose tip touched Yan Huan's fingers, and a hint of coolness passed through. Yan Huan began to touch the fox's head. After stroking it for a while, the little white fox simply rolled into the snow den, exposing its belly.

Huh huh~
This charming little fairy.

Yan Huan couldn't help but try it out.

"From now on, I will call you Bai Ling. Come, little Bai Ling, let me lend you my magical power."

Yan Huan took a few steps back. The white fox lying in the snow turned over lightly and shook off the snow. It whimpered a few times and transformed into a spirit body. It first poured into the sky like white smoke, condensed into a vortex in the air, and then turned into a waterfall and fell straight into Yan Huan's body.

boom!
Smoke filled the air.

"Such spirituality is rare among the elves I have seen."

Yan Huan stepped out from the vast white mist, with a light purple eye shadow under her eyes and her fair and delicate cheeks seemed to be lightly powdered. Her masculine and handsome face now had a feminine and evil air.

The fox spirit is good at using charms and has the ability to confuse people.

"Charm, and illusion."

Yan Huan examined his hands, and with a thought, his palms shattered like black foam.

By wrapping the whole body with Qi and using the elves' innate magical powers, one can create the illusion of flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water.

"I feel like it's comparable to the Sichuan Tang Sect's Illusion Body Barrier, or maybe even better."

Concealing Qi conceals the breath, diluting the existence, and retaining the illusion that can confuse the enemy. Most importantly, when the illusion becomes chaotic, there is no need to deliberately use body movements to adjust the hiding position.

"Hmm?" Yan Huan frowned and looked around in confusion.

After being possessed, one becomes more sensitive to the environment, especially the senses of hearing and smell, which are enhanced to a level that can be called terrifying.

Yan Huan looked up and his nose twitched. He always felt a strong smell of blood coming from the upwind side on the northwest side.

Not only that, in addition to the smell of blood, there was also a strong and pungent stench of decay.

A strong feeling of uneasiness spread in Yan Huan's heart.

"I'm taking you youngsters away. Remember your promise and don't break it." Swish, swish, swish!
As soon as he finished speaking, all the spirits that had a good impression of Yan Huan attached themselves to him, and his mind was severely shaken.

"Xiao Huan?"

"Sister Qingming, I understand, I understand. My life is weak, and it's a bit too weak to carry these little guys. But it doesn't matter, it's just a dependency, I can still hold on."

Yan Huan clenched his fists, but he still couldn't let his guard down at all.

Being possessed by all kinds of spirits without being disturbed, being haunted by hundreds of ghosts without giving rise to evil desires, this state of great witchcraft that only the ancient sages could achieve, I still have a long way to go.

"Then I'm sorry to trouble you youngsters as well." The yellow-skinned man rubbed his hands and walked over with a bow.

"We are a narrow-minded family. The Huang family never holds grudges overnight and always seeks revenge. That is why we young ones are the best at cursing and exorcising evil spirits."

"You guys are quite sinister." Yan Huan waved his hand, and the little weasel hiding in the mist of the pipe appeared.

"That's right!" The yellow-skinned man nodded respectfully. Assigning some younger generations to go out was a blessing in disguise. No matter what, his life was saved.

Curse and kill, exorcise evil?
It is difficult to try these two kinds of witchcraft, you need to find a criminal.

Yan Huan thought to himself as he looked towards the north with worry. The cold and steep mountains of Huixian Mountains were exposed nakedly in the night, like the corpse of a long-sleeping strange beast.

"Do you have any clues about the tourists who have disappeared recently?"

The yellow fox and the white fox shook their heads hurriedly, "We really didn't do that. We were just a little playful and only caused someone to have a high fever and become unconscious. As for killing someone, we have never done that. We are seeking a chance to become immortal. If we do something that goes against the will of heaven, we will be easily spurned by heaven."

"But to give you a clue..." The yellow-skinned man took a puff of his cigarette, "I saw a strange thing in the mountains a few days ago."

"What weird thing?"

"A walking corpse." The yellow-skinned man said, "Although it is a bit old, it is not very powerful. It looks like a puppet controlled by a human."

The Walking Dead?

The art of driving corpses.

Yan Huan’s first reaction was the unrevealed secret of the Xiangxi corpse-carrying tradition.

"Got it. I'll go take a look. You guys take care of yourselves and don't ruin the skills you've worked so hard to gain."

Yan Huan gave a few instructions and turned to walk towards the northern mountain.

The corpse-driving technique in western Hunan and the eight missing tourists, when the two pieces of information were connected together, Yan Huan really couldn't think positively about it.

"I hope I'm just overthinking it. Don't do anything stupid. Those are eight lives at stake."

While comforting herself in her heart, the strong smell of blood at the tip of her nose shook Yan Huan's heart a little bit.

As we stepped into the windward side of Huixian Mountains, the cold wind suddenly became fierce.

"It's just a magic, it's not worth it." Yan Huan said to himself.

He suddenly thought of Zhao Guizhen, a traitor of Maoshan Shangqing. This man disdained the difficult, bitter and seemingly mediocre way of practice of Shangqing Sect, and chose to practice the "Seven Evils Gathering Body" that even dogs looked down upon.

Locking souls, dropping souls, sealing souls, seven boys lost their lives just for a mere "spell".

Fortunately, the evildoer got what he deserved and was skinned alive by the merciful Xiao Zizai, leaving only a "lamb scorpion" with a head dragging half of its spine.

"Sister Qingming, I now think I was overthinking." Yan Huan said in a low voice.

If he were to ask himself, Yan Huan had been free and easy these years and didn't like to be involved in trouble for no reason, but he also adhered to the idea of ​​"make peace with every opportunity and overcome every disaster". If he really saw someone using a living person to refine corpses, to be honest, he really couldn't just sit there and do nothing.

However, after all, he has no inner demons, nor is he a madman, so he may not be able to handle things as cleanly and beautifully as Lao Xiao.

(End of this chapter)