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

Chapter 63: The Wood Spirit's Style
As dusk approached, the small courtyard was shrouded in the fiery red glow of the setting sun.

The green-winged bird flapped its wings and flew in the sky. Its small and agile figure did not attract much attention in this quiet alley in the midst of noise.

Its lush green feathers are like jade carvings, and its wings shine with a faint and elegant light. When it waves, a breeze will blow by, dispelling the dreary summer air.

The rage was a bit strong, but the gentleness that came with the Wood Element did not completely disappear during the spell.

Yan Huan looked up. Although he had guessed what the wood spirit Bifang looked like in his mind, it was only when he actually saw it that he realized the insufficiency and powerlessness of the words used in ancient books. Bifang's beauty was far beyond what was described in those words.

"What on earth do you want to do by disturbing my sleep?" The small and exquisite head raised a sharp beak, and suddenly the bird's head turned into the face of an old man.

It’s broken, it’s broken!

Yan Huan's heart tightened, thinking that all the work he had done from Qingming in the past three days might have been in vain.

I heard from Jin Jing before that Bifang has a gentle temperament and likes to help others. Most of the masters it depends on are gentle and learned sorcerers, or some of them are not even sorcerers. It just follows some talented men and beautiful women because of its liking or admiration for their talents.

To borrow Qingming's words, the wood spirit Bifang has some temperament, but definitely not much talent. He is the type of person who is both naive and playful.

It often called itself a "gentleman", and the phrase it muttered most often was "Pine and cypress are solitary and upright, it is difficult for them to be like peach and plum". Until the end of the Ming Dynasty, it kept muttering in Qingming's ear. It is said that the time it recognized its master was the most unforgettable one in its life.

Speaking of the people I met after that, no one was more talented than him.

It’s a pity that in the end, this brother Taibai, who was called the “Poet Immortal”, went looking for the moon in the shattered mirror flowers and water moon, and left the wood spirit Bifang behind.

Yan Huan buried his head in deep thought and stole a glance at the Gold Essence Qingming next to him. The Five Elements were mutually restraining. Before the cycle of mutual generation was completely established, it was normal for the Wood Essence to be hostile to the Gold Essence. But the problem was how could he break the deadlock in this obvious hostility.

Moreover, the contrast between Bifang's changes before and after is really too great.

"I heard that your last master was a great scholar in the Qing Dynasty, so why..."

"shut up!"

The Bifang bird let out a long cry and then disappeared together with a bunch of fireworks that bloomed in the sky above the ancient city.

The days that were getting longer in early summer seemed to fade away in an instant.

Yan Huan saw that the faces on the narrow necks kept changing. Among them were men, women, old and young, and some even looked somewhat similar to the illustrations in history textbooks.

These are probably the masters of the wood spirit Bifang throughout the ages.

"Don't mention him to me! I admire his talent, I studied hard with him, I saw him pass the imperial examination, I saw him gain power step by step, commanding a large number of troops, but how did he repay me!?"

"With me following him, he should have fought to the death with those Japanese pirates, but just because of the pain, because he was f*cking afraid of the pain! He knelt down and begged for mercy from those Japanese!"

"The pride of scholars has been broken, how fucking disgusting!"

The human face on the bird's body kept changing wildly, and it was difficult to define its shape. The sound of its flapping wings became louder and louder, and the slight breeze began to whistle. A bunch of roses under the wall behind the shadow bloomed and withered, and the vitality became chaotic and unclear, becoming extremely weird.

"It's not your fault that you are not a good judge of people. Why should you torture yourself for a hundred years for such a person? Don't you feel aggrieved?" Yan Huan asked.

"You're right, it's not easy to judge people, so stop the loss in time."

puff!

Bifang's chest rose and fell, and a huge tumor moved up along its narrow neck, spitting out a skull.

"So I killed him and kept the bastard's head in my stomach for a hundred years."

Yan Huan frowned slightly and moved cautiously towards Qingming. "Sister, is this really okay?"

"Why do I feel like a pure literary girl met the wrong person, was deceived by a spineless man and turned evil? This moment of trance made me wonder if she was looking for the essence of the five elements."

"I think it could be a little more classy and a little bigger."

Jin Jing Qingming raised his eyebrows and said contemptuously, "It has always been like this. If you dislike it, let's go find the remaining three, and forget about this embarrassing one."

Yan Huan hid under Qingming and looked up at the sky meaningfully.

"Forget it, forget it. You can't even argue with such a small thing and you still say it's the essence of the five elements. Tsk!"

"It has always been like this." Qingming echoed.

Yan Huan shook his head helplessly and collected the offerings scattered on the altar. The silkworm pupae and monkey cakes would be delicious if fried and sprinkled with cumin powder, and must not be wasted.

As for the five grains, Yan Huan was stunned, as if Bifang had never eaten the five grains from the beginning. But it didn't matter, these things could be used to ward off evil spirits and then resold to others when the time came.

Bifang pointed his sharp beak at the ground below him, "When you guys talk about 'jing' behind my back, you'd better stay away!"

"Boy! If you wanted to make me mad, you did it!"

Yan Huan paused for a moment as she tidied up the red cloth on the altar and suppressed the smile that was about to appear on her lips.

If Bifang still has the same mentality as before, it will be difficult for me to deal with him. Once you have seen the ocean, you will never be impressed by other waters. If I want to astonish the wood spirit with my literary talent, who in this world can do it at this moment?
But if you are facing a grumpy old man, things will be much simpler.

There is no hot-tempered guy who doesn't fall for provocation. Once provoked, they will jump into the trap blatantly!
What's more, Yan Huan was accompanied by Jin Jing Qingming, who had always been at odds with Bi Fang.

"Boy, stop pretending. After all, you just want me, don't you? But you have to understand that many people who have tried to get their hands on the essence of the five elements have gone crazy or died suddenly!"

"I'd like to give you this opportunity, but do you have the courage to take it?"

Yan Huan put down the object in his hand and said, "I like people like you who are straightforward. Come, swear by heaven and earth."

thump! thump!
The Bifang's wings flapped more and more eagerly and vigorously.

"The wood spirit Bifang swears an oath to heaven and earth here, if... What's your name?"

"Yan Huan."

"If Yan Huan can walk out of the space I have constructed, I am willing to follow him and help him seek the truth. If I break my oath, I will be abandoned by heaven and earth, and the title of wood spirit will be given to someone else, leaving me with no place to stand in the Five Elements."

As soon as the words fell, the oath between heaven and earth was signed.

As one of the creations condensed from the essence of the five elements, Bifang knew the consequences of breaking his oath, and he was determined this time.

"Kid, who do you think I am? Don't underestimate me!"

"Now let me show you the power of the wood elves."

The bluebirds were singing, and thick, cold black walls emerged from the shadows in the corners of the courtyard. Surrounded by vines and flowers, these shadow-wall-like things moved towards the center, forming a cubic dark space.

But strangely, there was nothing unusual about the courtyard after being crushed by the black shadow wall. The cube became smaller and smaller until it became a small box.

Inside the courtyard, the scenery remained the same, except that Yan Huan was missing.

(End of this chapter)