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

Chapter 41: The Thousand Years of Aftermath

Sticky, slippery, damp, with a sour smell of sewer...

what--

Yan Huan picked up the clothes and threw them into the suitcase with disgust on her face. It was the turn of spring and summer, and the temperature in Yantai had risen. If she went out for half a day without a change of clothes, she would feel very unhappy both physically and mentally.

"Sister, please help me get another room. Do you have a washing machine here?"

The lady at the front desk pointed to the staircase and said, "There's a QR code scanner at the corner. It was just cleaned and disinfected today. It's clean! As for the rooms, they're quite tight right now. The only ones available are those without windows."

"it does not matter."

“There’s no air conditioning either.”

Yan Huan's heart skipped a beat.

Never mind. This is the time for cultivation. Just treat it as hard practice.

Yan Huan rubbed his forehead and glanced at the corner of the hotel's luggage storage area, where there was a rat hole the size of a baby's fist, blocked in the middle with paper balls and sawdust, and sealed with a layer of tape on the outside.

"Stealing my books and messing up my clothes like this..."

If you can endure for a while, everything will be calm. But if you take a step back, you will get angrier and angrier. Your cultivation is not good enough. It seems that you still have a long way to go!

A small yellow weasel with shiny fur nimbly climbed onto Yan Huan's shoulder and whispered a few words in his ear.

"You mean there's a smell from clothes in that rat hole?"

Is it really the skill of shrinking bones?
Huang Zhengyang nodded. "Not only that, the room we stayed in before also had that smell, it was very strong, and it was also outside."

"In all the rooms, or just the one we're staying in?"

"Just our room."

Yan Huan nodded thoughtfully. It seemed that this thing had the ability to identify extraordinary people, and it was very advanced.

After thinking for a while, Yan Huan briefly explained a few words to the lady at the front desk and returned to the crowded and noisy street.

Zhengyang had a sensitive nose and could detect the strange smell, but after walking a few steps, he found the source of the smell - a manhole cover with hot steam coming out.

The sour smell didn't come from the sewer, it was actually coming from the sewer. That thing was probably able to shrink its body and move through the city's underground drainage system.

This probably also explains why the company and Penglai Jiange have been unable to catch him.

The drainage system is extremely complex and it is a huge project to build. Without some magic and sense of direction to supplement it, ordinary people really can't do it.

"We are now implementing a sewage and rainwater diversion system. Ordinary people cannot stay in sewage for a long time, so we can only use the rainwater drainage pipes."

While Yan Huan was still thinking, the weasel's hair lying on his shoulder stood up.

Zhengyang is extremely sensitive to hostility around him, and even malicious gazes cannot escape his perception.

"Brother Huan, someone is following us, but my curse can't fall on him."

"Give me your location."

"It's on the street directly ahead on the left. It's very close!"

Hearing this, Yan Huan quickly followed and when he reached the corner, he saw a man standing on the manhole cover, staring at him blankly.

The man had a big beard, his hair was curled and combed back, and he only fastened the middle two buttons of his floral short shirt, revealing tufts of black, curly chest hair.

What shocked Yan Huan was that he knew this man. They had met not long ago. This man was the captain of the Penglai Port ferry, the weapon refiner who was proficient in both Chinese and Western medicine, and was taken away by the company in a mail truck yesterday.

"Jiang Youdao, how could you escape from the company's hands?" The bearded man did not respond. His head shook mechanically and stiffly, and suddenly he jumped into the well.

Yan Huan quickly followed and stopped at the sewer entrance to watch. The sewer environment was dark and complicated, and it would not be a wise move to follow him.

After thinking for a moment, he took out his cell phone and said, "Ah~ If possible, I really don't want to make this call?"

Beep!
After a ringtone sounded, Xiao Zizai's voice came from the other end of the line: "You can't do it so soon? Tell me your location."

"No." Yan Huan's face was full of black lines. Even at this time, Lao Xiao was still thinking about her.

"Brother, let me ask you something. How is Jiang Youdao?"

There was silence for a moment on the other end of the phone. "Dead."

"Dead?" Yan Huan took a step forward and looked down at the bottomless waterway. Even inside the well, it was too dark and eerie in broad daylight. Moreover, Jiang Youdao had just seen such a big living person standing in front of him. How could he be dead?
"Dead." Xiao Zizai emphasized again, "When the car arrived at the bunker, there was only a pool of smelly, rotten meat in the car."

"Has the relic been tested?"

"We've tested it, and it's definitely him, but it's also mixed with other people's flesh and blood. Considering the possibility that he has tried human transmutation before, this doubt has been eliminated. Now the people on the first floor of the old man are in a meeting, and it seems that something has happened. What's going on? What did you encounter over there?"

Xiao Zizai stared at the flashing "Luminous Jellyfish" note on his phone screen and chuckled.

What kind of physique does this kid have? He encounters strange things wherever he goes.

A life of turmoil?

Tsk tsk tsk!
Xiao Zizai frowned, then said, "Tell me your location, I'll let my colleague go over."

"Hey?"

"Sorry, Brother Xiao, I was distracted." After a long time, Yan Huan remembered to answer.

Flesh and blood, made from human body...
Yan Huan suddenly remembered that Jiang Youdao's method of refining the Philosopher's Stone was figured out from the Blood River Formation of the alchemy system and the Reverse Life Origin of the Qi Refining system. Could it be that he really figured out something?

Revenge? Or something else?
At this time, Jin Jing Qingming, who had not appeared for a long time, spoke up: "Speaking of blood and flesh mud, when Yuan Tiangang wiped out the Fu Shi Sect, he did find a lot of that stuff in their base."

what?
Yan Huan lifted up her clothes at her chest, lifted up the fabric that was sticking to her skin, and a gust of hot air rushed into her abdomen.

The cult of taking medicine has revived, and my words have increased the difficulty of clearing the level.

"I'm sorry, Brother Xiao, can the company assign some reliable strangers? Where have you been?"

Xiao Zizai smoothed his hair and said, "Believe me, you don't want to know. Let me give you a tip. There just so happens to be a rising star in Penglai Sword Pavilion, and the Pavilion Master is also planning to let him go out to hone his skills. Would you like to get to know him?"

"Thank you for your help." Yan Huan said.

Youngster, aren’t you afraid of getting beaten?
If it wasn't that the leader of Penglai Sword Pavilion was full of courage, then it would be that this young man was really extremely powerful.

"Let's give it a try. A fire that has been dormant for thousands of years suddenly ignites. Can it be put out so easily?"

Yan Huan reported the location and found a shady place to sit down.

After nearly ten minutes, the auxiliary personnel communicated by the company arrived.

Before Yan Huan raised his head, he saw the Tang sword hanging on the visitor's waist.

"What a coincidence, you two!"

"Hello again, my friend."

"Hello, brother!" Li Changqing and Bai Yufeng clasped their fists and bowed together.

(End of this chapter)