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

Chapter 89: The Thief's Book, Stealing Joy
Li Shuyu is indeed much more cautious than his junior fellow apprentice.

"Let me try." Yan Huan was about to move forward, but Li Shuyu, with his hands wrapped in red flames, came straight at him with a flaming palm.

Yan Huan dodged sideways and slipped away.

"An illusion? But I clearly feel there is something."

Li Shuyu grasped his palms, but did not feel like he was hitting anything solid.

"It looks like a strange object. I wonder if Brother Yan will feel bad if it burns."

Li Shuyu looked around and found that there was no one around, so he ignited his Qi fire.

After thinking for a while, he grabbed his hair in distress and put out the flame again.

It is better to leave it to Brother Yan. At this time, just protect yourself while getting closer to Brother Yan.

"Hmm?" Seeing that Li Shuyu had restrained his hostility, Yan Huan was puzzled, and stretched out his five long fingers to touch his pocket.

"If Qingfeng insists on pestering me, don't blame me for being rude."

Li Shuyu pinched the flames with his hands and ignited the Fire Pupil.

The clear and pure eyes were like a raging fire. At the same time, the golden line of sight in Yan Huan's eyes became wilder and brighter.

Swish!
Yan Huan pulled away and jumped out of the trajectory.

Just as Li Shuyu was cautiously scouting the enemy, the golden light swept towards Yan Huan again.

Swish!
Another hide.

I have to admit, this feeling of always hiding in the opponent's blind spot is simply amazing!
If this is combined with the Tang Sect's assassination technique, wow...

Just thinking about it, Yan Huan felt that it was even more addictive than "betel nut and wine".

Of course, Yan Huan doesn't chew betel nuts, so it's impossible for him to really use the Tang clan hidden weapon in "The Thief Book" against Li Shuyu.

"Step out of sight, conceal your presence, entangle with your body, and then find a path to steal from close range."

Gradually, Yan Huan figured out where to start without being discovered.

His fingers stretched out flexibly and reached out quickly, taking Li Shuyu's cell phone.

"You little thief, you stole my things!"

Li Shuyu reacted faster than Hong Bin and immediately covered his empty pockets.

“Give me back my phone!”

"Brother Li, excuse me! I'll return your phone to you." Yan Huan dispersed all the evil spirits and freed himself from being possessed by ghosts.

He only had a copy of "The Thief's Book" in his hand, and anything stolen from outsiders could be kept in the book.

Li Shuyu was slightly stunned, then immediately understood.

"This is Brother Yan's new magical power to absorb ghosts. It really opened my eyes. Even the fire pupils in the sect couldn't capture the figure."

"I apologize for launching an attack without permission, Brother Li."

"How can you say that! Learning magic and competing with others is also a kind of discussion of the Dao, so how can I help Brother Yan?" Li Shuyu asked with a smile instead of anger.

"It's been a great help." Yan Huan said, "The matter here is settled, and the thing is under my control. The tourists were depressed just now because the thing stole their joy."

"Happiness can also be stolen? Did Brother Yan just use this technique? But I didn't feel anything at all."

"It's already impolite and rude to act without permission, and you can't use the evil technique of stealing joy on your friends." Yan Huan was about to put away "The Book of Thieves" when Li Shuyu immediately came up to him.

"There is no distinction between good and evil in magic. Brother Yan, why don't you try it? You have to wait until you meet a strong enemy, then unfamiliar magic will be more deadly. Besides, if you steal, you must return. If you leave happily this time, you can come back next time, then you will be happy twice."

Wait a moment.

Yan Huan made a pause gesture.

I'm thinking.

That sounds weird.

"It's still not right."

"Even if Brother Yan helps me to cultivate my character, if my happiness can be stolen, doesn't it mean that my cultivation is not yet complete?"

After a while, Yan Huan didn't know what Li Shuyu was thinking, and gradually he couldn't resist. No matter how gentle his temperament was, he was still a person with Yang Fire. If he was stunned, it would be like being stuck in a dead end.

"Then Brother Li must guard it well."

Borrowing spirits, being haunted by ghosts, and wasting time.

Yan Huan did not transform into a human form, but just used up a little of his magical power of stealing, wrapped his right arm with the evil spirit, and reached out to grab Li Shuyu's "god".

"Brother Li, this is not stealing, this is robbery."

Li Shuyu's brain froze for a moment, his consciousness was wandering, and his heart felt empty, as if a corner of it had been dug out.

The bleak autumn wind has little effect on this land of abundance. The wind blows and the leaves fall, but it also adds a sense of sadness and grief.

When Yan Huan opened "The Thief's Book", he saw that the blank spaces were filled with elegant, square and majestic seal characters.

"On the fifteenth day of the fifth lunar month, I met a close friend named Yan Huan. This person is a contrast between the inside and the outside, rough yet delicate and gentle. After talking with him, the knot in his heart seemed to be loosened..."

"Today is the beginning of autumn. Brother Yan gave me some wild fruits and mentioned some interesting stories about Changbai Mountain."

"I have agreed with Brother Yan that I will take him to visit Chengdu in the future..."

"Brother Yan practices Fire Escape. From the perspective of our sect's inheritance, I think I have gotten a little closer to him."

"Brother Yan has agreed to stay in Huode Sect."

······
Snapped!
Yan Huan suddenly closed the "The Thief's Book".

"Brother Li, you!?"

No, no, it's just a coincidence.

This is brotherhood.

Brother Li must not know the operating principles of "The Book of Thieves", otherwise wouldn't this become a trap for 0?
Yan Huan was feeling nervous. He closed his eyes, opened the book, and stared at it suddenly.

"Junior Brother Hong Bin's cultivation is almost higher than mine at the same age. He is the best candidate to be the representative of this class. I am very pleased as his senior brother."

call--

When I saw the name of the Little Vulcan God, I suddenly felt relieved.

"With Wang Zhenqiu in front of me, and some internet memes, I always feel that my mind is a little disturbed."

Yan Huan let out a long sigh, snapped his fingers, and the words in the book fluttered out like butterflies.

Li Shuyu, who was still in melancholy and dazed, gradually came back to his senses and focused his distracted gaze on Yan Huan again.

"Brother Li, have you figured out the principles of the technique?"

"I figured it out. It's a method that targets the soul. It steals happy memories, beautiful imaginations, and novel experiences."

After all, if these things are gone, people will not be able to find the source of happiness.

In other words, there’s nothing wrong with stealing joy.

"Where's Brother Li?" Yan Huan asked curiously. He said he was training his mind, but he didn't feel any resistance just now. "You let him go, didn't you?"

Li Shuyu raised his head and thought for a moment, "I just thought that Brother Yan and I are friends, and it's okay to share my happiness with friends. I probably thought so, so I slacked off for a moment. I'm really sorry."

"Brother Li, you..."

Yan Huan straightened up his body as he bowed to apologize.

I have to say that Huode Zong really hid a precious jade.

"Then let's go find Junior Brother Hong Bin. He..." Before Li Shuyu finished speaking, he saw a huge fire burning in the direction of Kongming Hall. The flames shot up into the sky, almost burning a hole in the sky.

Thick smoke billowed, covering the sky and the sun, and the drifting ashes were tainted with a slight stench of corruption.

There was chaos all around and tourists fled far away from the raging fire, some of them calling the fire department as they ran.

"Something happened." Yan Huan frowned and looked towards the fire.

There seemed to be a thin figure standing in the flames, looking down at everything below.

"Hehehe, Wuhou Temple? Zhuge Bagua Village is too weird. We don't know where to go. So let's burn down your ancestors' temple."

(End of this chapter)