spirit walker

Chapter 298 Fu Qingyang's Call
"go out!"

Guan Ya put her hands on the steering wheel, stared ahead, her side face was cold, and she gave a cold drink.

It was a bad night. Although she shyly expressed her reluctance to come, her youthful attire was a true reflection of her heart.

In my heart, I was looking forward to this dinner.

However, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. The protagonist of today's dinner was not her, but an inexplicable corpse. She was not like most girls who came to the door for the first time and were warmly received by her boyfriend's family.

They don't even bother to inquire about their age and family background.

If it was a little girl, she would have been crying in the car by now. Guan Ya was either a little girl, or just felt aggrieved.

"go out!"

Seeing Zhang Yuanqing standing still, Guan Ya repeated it with a heavy tone.

After losing her temper, she took a deep breath and said:

"Sorry, Yuanshi, I'm in a bad mood right now, please go out. We'll talk about it tomorrow if we have anything to do."

Guan Ya's expression and tone have returned to normal. She has controlled her emotions well.

But the calmer she became, the more Zhang Yuanqing couldn't leave. According to his life mentor, the current "glue-like" relationship between him and Guan Ya was all the waste heat brought about by the price of the suit that day.

This "waste heat" will not only heat up and ferment, but also cool down and forget, it depends on how he operates.

If this matter is not resolved today, if he holds Guan Ya's hand tomorrow, he will definitely be thrown away, and if he teases him the day after tomorrow, she will definitely change the topic with a smile.

Fall short.

Guan Ya may not lower her affection for him, but she will think that her image in his family's heart is so bad.

Is there a future in falling in love with this man?

Once love becomes rational, it is destined to go farther and farther, and finally become ordinary friends.

——This is the original words of the life mentor.

"Sister Guan Ya, the one who possessed the Yin Corpse just now is Empress Sandaoshan. When she descended in the killing dungeon, she quietly left a mark on the crouching pestle. As soon as I take it out from reality, her primordial spirit will disappear." will come to reality”

Zhang Yuanqing told her all about the old clapper's arrival.

He believed that with Guan Ya's insight, he should have seen through some clues long ago.

"Miss Sandaoshan?" Guan Ya frowned slightly, and asked with worry on her face, "Will her existence pose a safety hazard to you?"

Zhang Yuanqing shook his head:

"Not for the time being. The centurion will release a dungeon today. He and Elder Dog should come to me tomorrow. I'll ask them for their opinions then."

After a pause, he held Guan Ya's hand and said in a low voice:
"Grandpa and grandma, I will explain it, and I won't let them misunderstand you."

Phew, it's good to explain clearly. He secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and then heard Guan Ya pull out her hand, and said in a flat tone:
"It's best not to deal with an existence of this level. Even if she looks decent, it's good that you have a plan anyway. Yuanshi, get out of the car first, I should go back."

Um?Still useless?Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, then said with a hippie smile:
"I'm not leaving, Sister Guan Ya, don't be angry, okay. We haven't eaten yet, you come up with me, and I will make it clear with grandma and the others."

"No need, it will only be embarrassing to go up now. Yuanshi, if you are really interested in me, then get out of the car. You are an adult, please be more mature." Guan Ya said lightly.

"Sister Guan Ya, this is a misunderstanding. It's not that my grandma doesn't like you, they think I'm like that because I'm on two boats. It's all my fault."

No matter how Zhang Yuanqing explained, Guan Ya's face remained cold.

I'm at a loss for words, how can I coax a girl in this situation?Zhang Yuanqing bared his teeth secretly.

He was deeply aware that dating girls and making friends were two different things.

Some things can not be solved with high emotional intelligence, what is more needed is experience.

The experience is right, ask a life mentor Zhang Yuanqing secretly took out his mobile phone, opened the chat software, and sent Ling Jun a message for help.

——This is what he brought in his pocket when he replayed the crouching pestle.

Yuanshi Tianzun: "I have a problem with Guan Ya's relationship. I invited her to dinner at home tonight. Because of some accident, another female friend was also there. My family thought I was in two boats and was not enthusiastic about her." , and then, because of some things, my family didn't have a good impression of her, and the scene was too embarrassing to say clearly in a few words."

Yuanshi Tianzun: "I have already explained the problem of that female friend to her, and I promised to explain it to her in front of my family to restore her image. But it doesn't seem to work, her attitude is very cold, I don't know how to coax her, what to do, Waiting online, it's very urgent."

He sent two messages in a row.

Ten seconds later, the phone vibrated, and Lingjun's reply came.

Ling Jun: "The vast majority of men in this world always feel that they can reason with their girlfriends. They always think that they have the reason and that their girlfriends shouldn't get angry, but they ignore emotions. It's like when we lost our temper when we were young, our parents Is it useful to reason with us? It is useless. Any child who is willing to listen to his parents is afraid of the stick in his parents' hands."

Yuanshi Tianzun: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Ling Jun: "Your description is too vague. First of all, I want to confirm that the female friend's question has been explained clearly? Did she believe it? Or is it just perfunctory for you. If you are the reason for her loss of control, then I suggest you be sincere Apologize, or cry bitterly in remorse, first show your attitude, then leave, don't pester, because at this time, the woman doesn't want to see you, she needs to calm down."

Yuanshi Tianzun: "It's definitely not my problem. In addition, the female friend has been explained clearly."

Ling Jun: "Then, the reason for her emotional problems is that your family has a bad impression of her. She is in a hurry, and even has the idea of ​​giving up on herself. She just wants to escape quickly, and even more pessimistically, she even wants to break up with you." limit."

Yuanshi Tianzun: "I said it, and I will explain it to her."

Ling Jun: "No, no, explaining to her is the most basic thing. A dinner party full of expectations has turned out like this. Think about what she needs most now? It is your promise, your comfort, and your care. Daddy Some women are actually sensible, but in terms of feelings, they are easily emotional, so men need to explain first, and then appease their emotions."

Yuanshi Tianzun: "I know, coax her, but it doesn't work."

Ling Jun: "Be more intense, kiss her. Let her know your heart, let her understand your feelings for her. If sweet words are useless, express your love in a more intense way. Come on, boy. No Talk, I'm having dinner with my girlfriend."

kiss her?

Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but glance at Guan Ya, except for the day when he left the killing dungeon, he couldn't help kissing the old Si Ji, he had neither experience nor courage in kissing.

Being able to forcefully kiss a girl anytime, anywhere, without psychological pressure, is either a pervert or a veteran in love.

Zhang Yuanqing is neither.

Just when he was hesitating, Guan Ya broke out, gritted his teeth and said:

"It's really embarrassing for you to chase after him tirelessly. It's all right now. I'm not angry anymore. Please go home and play with your mobile phone, Mr. Zhang."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw that Zhang Yuanqing seemed to have made up his mind, approached with a desperate expression, reached out to hold her face, and gnawed on her.

Guan Ya's eyes widened in an instant. Her shock, confusion and surprise made her forget to resist. After a few seconds, her pupils trembled and she came to her senses.

She pushed and beat the little boy's shoulders and chest vigorously. Thanks to everyone being a saint, if it were an ordinary man, Guan Ya's sternum and shoulder bones had already been crushed to death.

It was still the same soft and fragrant, but the hitting force was much stronger than last time. Zhang Yuanqing bit the old Si Ji's lips, took a breath, and then sucked harder. Considering that the other party was in a forced state, Reluctant, he didn't dare to stick out his tongue for fear of being bitten.

But the girl's hot and moist lips are better than the delicacies in the world.

After all, Guan Ya was not willing to use "violence" against him, otherwise Yuanshi Tianzun would feel chilled with a single finger of sword energy.

She put her hands on Zhang Yuanqing's chest, and pushed her head back, trying to escape.

She leaned back, and Zhang Yuanqing leaned forward, biting Guan Ya's lips tightly.

Until Guan Ya's irresolute head hit the car window, her posture became half-fall and half-lying, while Zhang Yuanqing's upper body had already thrown down on the driver's seat, with his hands supporting the seat.

"Woo, woo."

Guan Ya was ashamed and angry, with a low whimper in her throat.

In the dark and narrow compartment, the rapid panting of the two echoed, and the sound of sucking "zizi" sounded from time to time.

Guan Ya's body gradually softened, the force of beating and pushing weakened, a blush crept up her cheeks and ears, her fierce eyes gradually turned blurred, covered with a layer of mist, and her eyes were as charming as silk.

A few minutes later, Zhang Yuanqing raised his head and left Guan Ya's small mouth.

Guan Ya was leaning against the car door half-recumbent, her cheeks were hot, her slightly red and swollen mouth let out a quick breath, and her plump chest and abdomen heaved violently.

Zhang Yuanqing half propped up the seat, leaned forward, with his head resting on the roof of the car, panting slightly.

The two stared at each other, one winking like silk, and the other with fiery eyes.

Let's do it again. Zhang Yuanqing swallowed a mouthful of saliva, freed up a hand, penetrated under Guan Ya's buttocks, lifted her up from the seat with a slight lift.

He fell down and led Guan Ya back to the passenger seat.

The space of the sports car was too narrow, and the two of them were close to each other. Zhang Yuanqing could clearly feel the fullness and softness of Guan Ya's chest. He lowered the back of the seat to expand the space as much as possible, so that Guan Ya's upper body could completely stick to him.

He supported Guan Ya's hips with one hand, and kneaded the elastic but extremely soft buttocks. He reached into the T-shirt with the other hand, stroked the delicate and smooth jade back, and touched the straps of the bra.

From the beginning to the end, Guan Ya did not resist.

Zhang Yuanqing bit Guan Ya's lips again, this time, he boldly stuck out his tongue, teasing the lilac uvula behind the white teeth.

Guan Ya was unwilling at first and dodged awkwardly, but with his stroking, the hormones were gradually secreted, and she gradually became emotional, and then began to push half and half, and finally responded fiercely.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Yuanqing felt numbness in his lips and tongue, and finally held Guan Ya's face in his hands and ended the long kiss.

Old Si Ji, who had half-closed her eyes, opened her eyes slightly to look at him, as if she still had some thoughts, then buried her head in his chest, and the two gasped slightly.

After about ten seconds of silence, Zhang Yuanqing put his arms around Guan Ya's waist and said softly:
"Sister Guan Ya, take me home. I can imagine that grandpa and grandma have already prepared torture tools, and I will throw myself into the net when I go back. Alas, that man, grandpa, has been a police chief all his life, and he can't rub the sand in his eyes. I don't know how to explain what happened to Empress Sandaoshan."

Guan Ya hummed softly.

Zhang Yuanqing felt that there was no resentment in her heart. To be precise, it was the tenderness and sweetness between the couple that suppressed the resentment and anger.

What Ling Jun said was right, a hearty kiss is far more useful than explanations, and it will allow her to understand the man's heart.

But verbal consolation is also indispensable, Zhang Yuanqing said:
"My grandpa and grandma are sensible, we'll go up and make it clear later."

"You go, I'm not going." Guan Ya rolled her eyes.

The tone has changed drastically from before, it was cold and distant before, but now it is coquettish.

"also!"

Zhang Yuanqing caressed Guan Ya's tight and delicate waist, and her T-shirt was unknowingly pulled up to her chest, revealing a large area of ​​white and greasy skin.

The waist is narrow and slender, the waistline is attractive, and the extremely low body fat makes the skin feel tight and smooth.

Guan Ya seemed to remember something, raised her charming melon-seeded face, and glared at Zhang Yuanqing:
"Why is your aunt targeting me?"

"Is there?" Zhang Yuanqing looked blank: "I thought about it and she didn't lie, didn't you tell her that at the time?"

Guan Ya snorted coldly:
"I'm a scout. Her little thoughts can't be hidden from my eyes? She just wants to drive me away, and wants your grandparents to hate me."

Zhang Yuanqing was furious immediately:
"Okay, this Jiang Yuyi actually secretly targeted you. I have no one to want, so I can't bear it when I find a beautiful and virtuous girlfriend. Let's see if I go back and hang her up and beat her."

Guan Ya looked at him a few times, curled her lips and said:
"Insincere."

Forget it, my aunt belongs to the category of seven aunts and eight aunts, and the meaning of the existence of seven aunts and eight aunts is to be disgusted by others.

She suddenly widened her eyes and said angrily:
"Don't stab me with your three-centimeter heirloom."

While speaking, she changed her posture, trying to avoid something, but the space of the sports car is so large, and she is tall, so she can't avoid that annoying thing no matter what.

Hearing this, Zhang Yuanqing was unconvinced and said:
"It's obviously a family heirloom of thirty centimeters."

"Heh, a [-]cm needle. Um~ you, you're really angry if you hit me again"

"Then don't move. If you move again, the soft seat will become a socket."

After living in peace for a while, Guan Ya suddenly said:
"What happened to that female ghost calling your husband?"

Zhang Yuanqing said with a heart, what should come still has to come, turning over old scores is a common skill for women.

"That's the boss of the haunted house level in Jinshui Amusement Park. Later, I took it in as a spiritual servant. It was her setting to call me my husband, but in fact our relationship is very innocent."

"Really?"

"What's the matter with your questioning eyes? My surname is Zhang, not Ning." Zhang Yuanqing said plausibly and aboveboard.

He and the ghost bride are indeed pure.

"Then what about your Yin Corpse? The spirit servant possesses the Yin Corpse." Guan Ya stopped talking, she believed that Yuan Shi could understand what she meant.

"I see obscenity, perversion, and evil in your eyes. People can't, at least they shouldn't. Besides, my surname is Zhang, not Xu."

"What does this have to do with the surname Xu?"

"You don't have to know."

Lie on top of him and muttered for a few minutes, Guan Ya got up from the little boy, sat back in the driver's seat, pulled down the hem of the T-shirt, pulled down the makeup mirror embedded in the sun visor, and looked at Looking in the mirror, I realized that my mouth was swollen.

It is red and swollen, no wonder the mouth feels numb.

It was the second time in my life that I kissed, and I was kissed like this.

"Hurry up and get out, my mother is going home."

Guan Ya said angrily.

Zhang Yuanqing keyed in the password nervously, and opened the anti-theft door.

The living room was brightly lit, and the dinner was over. Grandpa sat at the main seat and drank tea silently with his head bowed. The uncle and his family did not leave. My aunt and aunt sat in the living room watching TV, while my uncle and cousin drank tea with my grandfather.

Grandma is washing dishes in the kitchen.

The meal was over, but people didn't leave. It was self-evident why.

Hearing the sound of the security door opening, the three men at the dining table and the two women in the living room all looked over.

The grandfather looked at the grandson entering the living room expressionlessly, and said in a cold and dignified voice, "Come here!"

Zhang Yuanqing walked over obediently.

Grandpa looked serious: "What's the matter with those two girls, which one is your girlfriend?"

"Guan Ya is my girlfriend, and the other one is really an ordinary friend." Zhang Yuanqing explained.

"Why do ordinary friends come to the house? She can still enter the house. Either you brought it in, or you told her the password. Ordinary friends, you tell others the unlock password?"

Grandma came out of the kitchen, asking questions one after another.

This, this, you are getting old, isn't your logic too rigorous?Zhang Yuanqing didn't know how to round it for a while.

If this matter can be rounded up, it would be too contemptuous of the IQ of the retired sheriff and wife of the sheriff.

Zhang Yuanqing had no choice but to say:

"Guan Ya is indeed my girlfriend, but she is rather shy, and because she has met you before, she hesitates to come. Then I want to find a friend with a good relationship and come to my house to fill up the money. Unexpectedly, Guan Ya herself here we go again"

"It's just a good relationship?" Grandpa sneered, "Isn't it a relationship with you?"

Zhang Yuanqing lowered his head, posing as if he was being seen through.

The real girlfriend doesn't want to come, so find someone with an ambiguous relationship to pretend to see him like this, and everyone will understand.

The aunt sitting on the sofa immediately taught:
"Yuanzi, you are wrong. When you are in love, you should be in love. Young people can't know what to do."

"Understood, aunt." Zhang Yuanqing responded, and assured the grandpa:
"I won't be like this in the future."

Grandpa's complexion suddenly improved, and he said with a cold snort:

"Let me know you like this next time and break your leg."

The elders are eccentric and have double standards. Even the upright retired sheriff can only give a stern warning.

The grandmother was more partial to double standards, and immediately put aside the crime of her grandson stepping on two boats, and asked:
"What happened to Guan Ya? Is it true what Yu'er said?"

Zhang Yuanqing turned his head to stare at his aunt, and said angrily:

"Grandma, don't listen to her nonsense, Guan Ya and I did meet in Brother Bing's case and we had a private relationship, but she went to investigate the case at Pingtai Hospital that time.

"At that time, someone saw the wanted criminal appearing in Pingtai Hospital. It was suspected that an accomplice was working in the hospital. She was a security officer, so she pretended to be pregnant and asked the doctor in the hospital for information."

When grandma heard this, she remembered that there was indeed a terrorist attack in Pingtai Hospital, "Yuan Jun, is it true?"

Chen Yuanjun rubbed the deep lines between his eyebrows: "She and I are not in the same system, but what Yuanzi said should be fine."

"So that's how it is." The grandmother gave her daughter a vicious look, "I know it's nonsense, such a big man, he can't speak out of his head."

Jiang Yuyu ignored her mother's scolding, she looked at Zhang Yuanqing silently, there was no sorrow or joy in her dark eyes, they were peaceful, but there seemed to be something hidden in her deeper eyes, like sadness, helplessness, pain, and unwillingness Zhang Yuanqing panicked for no reason.

At this time, grandma was a little embarrassed and ashamed and said:
"Then, let's invite her home for dinner next time, Motoko, I haven't had dinner yet, I'll warm it up for you."

"No, it's a hot day, just eat like this." Zhang Yuanqing sat down and picked up the two mouthfuls of rice he had just eaten. It was already cold, and the dishes were also cold.

"Husband."

Before he could have dinner, the Ghost Bride, who had watched the whole farce in the living room, floated over faintly and resentfully, and said in a mournful voice:

"That woman is your fiancee?"

Zhang Yuanqing covered the corner of his mouth and said in a low voice:
"My concubine, it's my concubine."

Really, after coaxing people, you have to deceive ghosts.

late at night.

On the rooftop of a certain residential building, the evening wind blows slowly, blowing the blue silk and the bright red skirt.

On the edge of the roof, sat a woman wearing a silver mask. The Song Dynasty-style long skirt was complicated and gorgeous, with cloud patterns on the sleeves and chest with gold thread sleeves.

The eyes under the silver mask stared blankly at the bright night scene below. The hot and noisy day was over, but the night did not bring tranquility to the city.

The neon lights converge into a winding road, and cars with high beams are shuttling under the street lights.

And among the roads made of neon lights, there are tall buildings rising from the ground, and there are pedestrians downstairs.

The people in the building and the people downstairs are enjoying their own time.

Palace Mistress Zhi Sha gently shook her skirt, her feet as white as jade, staring at the night scene in a daze.

Until the slight sound of footsteps sounded from the stairs, a middle-aged uncle with an afro, big belly, and unkempt appearance climbed the stairs and came to the rooftop.

"Palace Master!"

The Great Sage of Emotional Insanity bowed and saluted, and said: "The information you are looking for, Guan Ya, a member of the second team in Kangyang District, has been collected."

He paused and said:

"Guan Ya is a descendant of the Fu family from the Lingjing family. She is cousin to Fu Qingyang. Her mother is the younger sister of the current head of the Fu family, and the Lingjing ID is Fu Xue.

"Her father is the second-level prosecutor of the Heaven's Punishment Organization and holds real power. The two are divorced, but neither has remarried. Moreover, this prosecutor still has many business contacts with the Fu family, which is a relatively close relationship. A strong ally.

"Why Guan Ya came to Songhai to work is not yet clear, but my subordinates asked people within the Five Elements League to check her personal information and found that her personal credit was blacklisted.

"She doesn't seem to be liked by Fu's elders. In Songhai, she depends entirely on Fu Qingyang's support. The specific reason is too short to be verified."

The Master of the Killing Palace turned his back to him, and said calmly:
"Enough! You go back first."

The great sage of love epilepsy bowed and resigned.

When he returned to the stairs, the sound of light footsteps became farther and farther away until they disappeared. Palace Mistress Zhisha looked at the night scene and said suddenly:
"He has been promoted to a saint."

From the dark stairway, there was a lazy laugh:

"I know, it shows that our plan is on track."

The Master of the Killing Palace supported the edge of the roof with both hands, still did not look back, and muttered to himself:
"I often wonder if it's the right choice to give him the role of the Demon Lord. Maybe he can live a happier and more relaxed life."

The voice at the top of the stairs put away the lazy smile, and said in an extremely serious tone:

"The devil's opportunity, only he can digest, he is a natural night wandering god, he inherited his father's talent."

"But it is also possible to repeat the mistakes of his father." The owner of the Palace of Killing said in a low voice.

"What's wrong with you today?" the voice said in a deep voice.

The master of the killing palace did not answer.

After a short silence, the voice said:
"Using your mind power as the needle and your own soul as the thread, you sewed up his mutilated spirit body, but this is only a stopgap measure. If he doesn't inherit the role card of the Demon Lord, he can't survive. This is his destiny.

"In order to save him, your soul was damaged, your temperament changed drastically, and you fell from dominator to saint. You finally recovered some of your strength. You have done so much for him, but now you feel that you should give him a stable life?"

The Master of the Killing Palace said softly:
"I just feel that he has grown up suddenly. Perhaps, it doesn't have to be me who is by his side."

"Put away your stupid thoughts." The voice from the stairs said:
"When he inherits everything from the Demon Lord, the prophecy of the Bright Compass will be fulfilled. The days of peace will not last long. In the war of camps, there will be only life and death, and there will be no coexistence. He has no way out, and neither do we."

"I see," Palace Mistress Zhisha waved her bullying Shuang Shengxue's wrist, and said, "Get lost!"

There was no sound from the pitch-black stairway.

The next day, Zhang Yuanqing woke up with a yawn, happily took out his mobile phone, and planned to send Guan Ya a morning greeting message.

But when he opened the chat software, the first thing he saw was Bai Yi Shengxue's profile picture and an unread message:
"Come to Fujia Bay!"

Fu Qingyang is calling him.

The centurion finished his rest?Zhang Yuanqing silently exited the chat software, logged into the official forum, and checked the forum posts.

Well, I haven't seen Yuan Ting's revelation.

No problem!

He put on his clothes in a good mood.

PS: The typo is corrected first and then corrected.

(End of this chapter)