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

Chapter 61 Good People Deserve to be Pointed at Guns
A bone ring with a strong sense of history.

Yan Huan put it on his finger and measured it.

This bone ring was made from the finger bone and its diameter was not very long. Fortunately, Yan Huan had slender fingers and it could just fit through her little finger, so she wore it on her left hand.

I have to say, this brightly colored bone ring and the sandalwood Buddhist beads bracelet given by Guan Shihua match each other in a classical and solemn manner. I don’t know if it’s a psychological factor, but Yan Huan felt a lot more powerful when he shook hands.

Everyone at the table turned their eyes to Yan Huan at the same time. Two gentle and amiable old men sitting diagonally opposite him folded their arms and laughed cheerfully.

Yan Huan understood what he meant. The significance of this thank-you gift was not only the history behind the bone ring, but also the meaning beyond the act of Chang Lao giving the gift.

Several of you present here are elderly people, and there are some things that don't need to be discussed openly, as everyone knows them.

"I haven't asked these seniors for advice yet?" Yan Huan put down his left hand with the bone ring on it and nodded to the elders.

"Hey!" Chang Qingsong waved his hand. "Since I've brought you all together, you all have some understanding of the alien circle. You can practice Qi cultivation and don't have to worry about mundane matters. My friend, you just need to know that it's easy for you to find them, and it's even easier to find their subordinates."

"We have no right to interfere in the fighting between ordinary aliens, nor do we have the right to participate. If something big happens, it's no problem for us to suppress it for you."

"Thank you." Yan Huan said.

After listening to Mr. Chang's words, I always felt a strange feeling lingering in my heart. It was probably a different kind of sense of security.

Extraordinary people are at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers. After all, this world still relies on the cooperation of most ordinary people to operate. Various power relationships are intertwined, and the entanglements of human relationships are even more difficult to distinguish. In the tide of the times, if extraordinary people cannot clearly understand their identity and still maintain that kind of superior arrogance, it would be really stupid.

The circle of aliens is not just about fighting and killing, but also about human relationships.

But when it comes down to it, the human relationships and worldly wisdom are ultimately supported by a network of interests!

Yan Huan understood this. Since he had fulfilled the cause and effect of Senior Chang, he could naturally accept this kindness with peace of mind. The law of all things is that one thing increases while another decreases. Rights and obligations have always been relative. If one takes the initiative to assume obligations, he will feel at ease with the rights he gains, and it will not reduce his own blessings.

The saying "Good fortune lies within the shadow of misfortune, and misfortune lies within the shadow of good fortune" is probably true of this.

In Yan Huan's view, social etiquette is more like a kind of credit currency. Both parties are guarantors and accept favors from each other because they feel that they can and are willing to make friends with each other.

But money is money after all. Too much or too little is not beneficial to either party. When accepting favors from others, one should not be too greedy, and when giving favors to others, one should not be condescending. Only in this way can one find the right balance and deal with it calmly.

Otherwise, unclear human relationships can be fatal.

"Alright, alright, you're welcome. We're just giving you some assurance. If you really run into someone as blind as you, you'll have to deal with it yourself."

Chang Lao turned his head and looked at Dou Le. "Those people you always talk about, those trouble-making people, what are they called?"

"Full sex."

"Oh, yes, you just say Quan Xing, and those bastards who practice the law of harming people, you have to come by yourself."

Chang Lao had a wicked smile on his face, "What I can give you is this——"

After saying this, he hid his hands that were resting on the table.

Yan Huan smiled. According to his understanding, what Mr. Chang meant was that people must have those two slaps in the face to survive in the world.

One is the big slap that the old Taoist priest Zhang Zhiwei would give to anyone he saw, and the other is the seemingly weak "Splitting Air Palm" of the company director Zhao Fangxu.

When you meet someone head-on, what matters is your means of protecting your path and your life's cultivation. Under the big framework and order, you need to pry open the rules bit by bit.

It is hard to say which of these two palms is stronger.

Who can guarantee that, as an old and "top-notch" Taoist priest, a slap from him can really beat Zhao Fangxu's air-splitting palm that can barely extinguish a candle?
"Mr. Chang, the journey I have come here has been full of hardships and dangers. It was like crossing the Flaming Mountain in the hottest days of summer. There wasn't even a tree to provide shade. Yet you are so kind as to give me the palm-leaf fan directly." Yan Huan looked at the bone ring on his left thumb again.

"Repaying kindness with kindness, there's nothing much to say." "In fact, according to the power of the country and the company, it's only a matter of time before we can help Mr. Chang solve the poison. I was lucky enough to do it by accident."

Dou Le tilted the corner of his mouth upwards and glanced at Yan Huan beside him.

"Hey! According to what you practitioners say, this is called... it's called that..."

"It's fate!" several people gathered around the table said in unison.

"Okay, no need to wait! For the sake of our fate, let's have tea instead of wine, one cup first." Mr. Chang raised the cup.

A cup of tea was served and the dishes were served one after another.

Several of the guests who came to congratulate were elderly, and since the wedding banquet was for the elderly, it was not appropriate to force people to drink and move tables around. This made Yan Huan, who was not very good at drinking, feel a lot more relaxed.

Dou Le and the driver clinked their glasses silently. When they had eaten and drunk their fill, a few elders had other activities arranged elsewhere and left early. Only four people including Yan Huan were left at the table.

"Hiccup~"

Dou Le burped, swallowed a mouthful of sour air, and suddenly said to Yan Huan:

"Xiao Huan, according to your methods, you should be able to remove the poison from Lu Liang. In this way, you will also be doing the Lu family a favor."

Yan Huan filled a teacup with water, turned the round table and handed it over, "Boss Dou, you've had too much to drink."

If you are not drunk, you will definitely not say something that is not in line with your status and intelligence...

Favors, can they be sold casually?
Speaking of human feelings, they used to be useful, but nowadays society is impetuous, most people are blinded by greed, and human feelings are so indifferent that they are almost not as good as the toilet paper in the toilet at the east end of the village.

Yan Huan knew about Chang Lao from Qin Jiu in Jiange, and knew about this real person from that memory. Yan Huan trusted Chang Lao's every word and action. Besides, Guan Shihua from the Northeast had a generous and straightforward personality, and her skills in curing illnesses were well-known locally. If the methods of the Liangshan shaman had not been too closely related to the immortals, Yan Huan should not have been stuck with her for three years.

As for Lu Ci, he has a clear sense of the righteousness of his country and family, but when it comes to lower levels, it is hard to tell whether he is a human or a ghost under the skin.

As for Wang Ai, he is a man who is both outwardly and actually sinister. Yan Huan doesn't think that such a person would be willing to show any affection to the younger generation.

Yan Huan thought about something and said it casually, which amused Mr. Chang next to him.

"Look, look, young man, what you mean is to bully the honest people! Good people should be pointed at with guns! In terms of humanity, it means you are catching honest people like us and grabbing them!" Chang Lao said to Dou Le.

Yan Huan smiled and shook his head.

It doesn't mean that good people deserve to be pointed at with guns. It's just that the better people are, the more likely they are to be pointed at with guns.

"Those who talk about rules and human feelings in the face of evil forces are honest people, but they are also fools. But if you stand within the rules and compete with those selfish villains without losing, then you are smart. Corrupt officials are evil, and honest officials will become even more evil if they continue to fight!" Yan Huan said.

"I can see that, Mr. Chang, this kid is young but has a lot of ideas. Wait until I can beat him down!"

Beep!
After the wine was filled, Dou Le handed the cup over.

"Boss Dou, I really can't drink it."

"Hey! Why call me boss? Call me uncle from now on!" Dou Le patted the back of Yan Huan's hand, "When you finish this matter, do you want to work with uncle? Aren't you looking for something? When it comes to intelligence resources, Jianghu Inn is not bad."

Bang! The wine glass hit the round table with a bang.

Yan Huan frowned slightly, "Uncle Dou, I really can't drink any more."

(End of this chapter)