spirit walker

Chapter 371 The Reply of the Person Behind the Scenes

Fu Qingyang nodded slightly: "Yes!"

In fact, the Songhai Branch has Star Officer Hongluan, and it is handled by its own people, which can save a lot of money.

It's just that Mr. Qian doesn't care.

"Okay, I'll reply to her now." Xie Lingxi said sweetly.

Zhang Yuanqing was immersed in his own world, wondering if my aunt is also a spiritual practitioner?
Otherwise, how to explain Xiao Doubi's dependence on her, it can't be because she is an obstetrician and gynecologist, and she is born with a maternal love.

Zhang Yuanqing tried his best to recall the details of the past, trying to find clues from his life, but for some reason, he only remembered that Xiaodou favored his aunt, and he couldn't remember any more details.

If my aunt is a spiritual realm walker, then she hides too deeply.

Dragon Team, Special Agents of Superpowers, oh my God, this is a horror story. Zhang Yuanqing looked at the car frequently, and found that his aunt was also looking at him. The two eyes met through the car window. Showing cute little canine teeth.

Is she laughing at me from the bottom of her heart now?Zhang Yuanqing had already started to think wildly.

After replying to the message, Xie Lingxi jumped in front of him and said:
"Brother Yuanshi, the Palace Master will be here later, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Only then did Zhang Yuanqing come to his senses, "I haven't seen her for a long time."

At the same time, an idea appeared in his mind, whether to use crazy hypnotism to test his aunt, and ask her if she is a spirit walker.

Although asking Fu Qingyang to watch from the side, and then he questioned my aunt face to face, is also a way, but in this case, it would be a showdown, and my aunt knew that he was a spiritual walker, but kept concealing him, so there may be some difficulties.

Ten minutes later, a red cloud floated into the tunnel, which was a torrent formed by countless red silk threads.

Thousands of red threads fell on the ground, turning into a young woman in a red dress with a silver mask covering her entire face. The red dress was gorgeous, with golden cloud patterns embroidered on the chest and cuffs.

Like an ancient fairy who came out of a painting, or like a lady raised in a deep boudoir.

Guan Ya and the Queen looked at the lord of the Palace of Stopping Killing, and were a little surprised. Although he was wearing a mask and a conservative dress, the lord of the Palace of Stopping Killing was very good at temperament.

At first glance, she is a very outstanding beauty.

The Mistress of the Killing Palace dragged her long skirt, walked in front of Zhang Yuanqing, and said with a smile:

"Tsk tsk, I haven't seen you for a while, and you have so many confidante around you? As my boss, you are the one who doesn't have any self-awareness."

Guan Ya and the Queen's expressions darkened, and they glanced at Palace Master Zhisha with implied displeasure.

Although I know this is a joke, if a woman hates a man, she will never tease him like this.

And a gorgeous beauty who doesn't hate Yuan Shi (captain), but also likes to make ambiguous jokes, this is too annoying.

As for Little Green Tea, he dared not speak out.

Zhang Yuanqing smiled wryly and said, "It's as long as the Palace Master is happy."

The Master of the Killing Palace looked at Fu Qingyang, and his tone became cold:

"[-] yuan per person, I guarantee that they will never remember what happened today in their lifetime. The relatives of the deceased are also charged at this price."

Fu Qingyang nodded, and said lightly:
"Good deal!

"Tell them that the tunnel collapsed, that they are survivors and have been rescued by security officers, and that others have unfortunately died."

The owner of the Palace of Killing immediately walked towards the six survivors not far away, raised the wrist of bullying Shuang Shengxue, and snapped his fingers with his slender hand, the six people trembled and fell into a sluggish state.

The cold and pleasant voice of the Palace Master of Stop Killing came from under the mask:
"look at me!"

The six twisted their necks mechanically, and looked at the master of the killing palace blankly.

"The inner ring tunnel collapsed, and you were buried alive in the ruins. It was the security guards who rescued you. Except for you, everyone died." The tone of the Palace Master Zhisha became low and ethereal:

"Repeat my words."

The six people's eyes were empty, and they repeated dumbly:
"The inner ring tunnel collapsed, and we were buried alive in the rubble. It was the security guards who rescued us. Everyone died except us."

After speaking, their eyes became firm, thinking that they had just encountered a landslide and had just been rescued from danger by the security guards.

"very good!"

Fu Qingyang nodded in satisfaction.

Seeing that the aftermath was almost handled, Zhang Yuanqing said:

"Boss, shall I go home first?"

Fu Qingyang nodded. He didn't ask to stop killing the aunt of the palace lord who hypnotized Yuanshi. Although the existence of the spirit walker was kept secret, it was only for the general public.

Some special groups have the "right to know", such as official civil servants, a small number of security officers and officials, and family members of spiritual practitioners.

Zhang Yuanqing bid farewell to his teammates first, then looked at Palace Master Zhisha, and said:

"Palace Master, I have something to trouble you with."

He pointed to his aunt's car not far away.

The owner of the Palace of Killing gave a cold "hmm".

Zhang Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief, opened the car door, and carried the drowsy aunt out of the car.

It was already eleven o'clock at night, and Jiang Yubai experienced a thrilling escape in the world of Little Red Riding Hood. After returning to reality, the tense heartstrings were loosened, and tiredness surged.

She muttered, buried her head in her nephew's arms, and said in a daze:
"Go home to sleep."

"Go home right away." Zhang Yuanqing responded softly, holding her and walking towards his car left in the tunnel.

Palace Master Zhisha was about to follow, when Fu Qingyang suddenly said:
"Wait a minute, Palace Master, there are three more people."

He looked at the team members except Guan Ya, and said:
"Trouble the palace lord to hypnotize them and forget the relationship between Yuanshi and that woman."

Zhang Yuanqing in the car was speechless for a while, and at this moment he still didn't forget to eliminate hidden dangers for him, the boss has a deep affection for him.

The Master of the Killing Palace glanced at Fu Qingyang, and said with a smile:
"You really value Yuanshi Tianzun, so Elder Fu, have you ever thought about how to make me forget their relationship?"

Fu Qingyang said lightly: "This is his business."

The implication is to let Yuanshi find a way by himself.

The master of Zhisha Palace laughed coquettishly, and hypnotized the three team members in the same way, making them forget the series of intimacy between Yuanshi Tianzun and the beautiful girl in the car just now.

In the middle of the night, velvet-yellow green lights paved the street, and Zhang Yuanqing drove around in Songhai city.

After driving aimlessly for half an hour, the car stopped on the side of the road, Zhang Yuanqing turned around and said:

"Palace Master, help me hypnotize her."

After thinking for a while, he added: "The kind that will answer anything you ask."

Palace Master Zhisha glanced at Jiang Yuyue, who was sitting reclined in the back row, sound asleep, and said with a smile:

"what are you going to do?"

"Private matter." Zhang Yuanqing said.

The master of Zhisha palace didn't ask much, and flicked Jiang Yubai's smooth forehead with his fingers: "Wake up!"

Jiang Yuyu sat up abruptly, opened his eyes, their watery pupils were empty and dull.

The Master of the Killing Palace smiled and said:

"What do you want to ask?"

Zhang Yuanqing was silent for a while, and said in a low voice:
"Ask her if she is a spiritual practitioner."

Palace Master Zhisha nodded, stared at Jiang Yuyue, and said:
"Are you a Spiritual Realm Walker?"

Jiang Yubai's expression was dull, and her tone was erratic: "No."

no? !Zhang Yuanqing's expression was astonished, the answer was different from what he thought.

If my aunt is not a spiritual practitioner, it would be difficult to explain Xiao Doubi calling her mother.

As his thoughts flashed, he looked at Palace Mistress Zhisha and said:

"Palace Master, I heard that the Commander-in-Chief has the ability to 'conceive'. You are an expert in this field. I would like to find out how to make an infant spirit especially close to an ordinary person?"

The voice of the Master of the Killing Palace was cold: "The God of Night Tour and the Musician, or ordinary people who are contaminated with the breath of both."

She glanced at Jiang Yuyue and said, "Wang Qian's nephew is very close to her?"

Zhang Yuanqing nodded.

The master of Zhisha Palace smiled immediately: "Perhaps, she has the props of the profession of musician or night wandering god. If it is the latter, you, the night wandering god, must be able to see it. If not, then it is the props of the profession of musician."

"Impossible!" Zhang Yuanqing shook his head: "It is impossible for her to have props."

"Just because you don't know, doesn't mean there isn't." The Palace Master Zhisha chuckled, "Don't be so arbitrary, think about it carefully, is there any possibility of her contacting other spiritual practitioners without her knowing?"

Opportunity to get in touch with the spirit walkers Zhang Yuanqing thought of his mother, whose late father was a night tour god, and his mother obviously knew the existence of the spirit walkers and had been in contact with this group.

Could it be that she once gave my aunt some gift, such as a childcare tool that made my aunt's caesarean section 100% successful?
Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath: "Thank you for reminding me."

After finishing speaking, he silently looked at Palace Mistress Zhisha.

you can go now!
When he got home, Zhang Yuanqing parked the car and carried his aunt upstairs. He stopped at the door and listened carefully to the movement behind the door.

"Why hasn't Yuanzi come back, this brat, my mother raised him for nothing."

Grandma's angry voice came.

This is the disadvantage of the illusion after it is eliminated. Those who suffer from the illusion will forget the content of the illusion on their own, so as to achieve logical consistency and not be able to detect the illusion.

So in my grandmother's heart, I heard that my aunt's missing grandson never came back.

"Oh, it's my fault that I, the heir to the mantle, didn't teach well." The uncle sighed.

It's none of your business, family scum always likes to put gold on his face Zhang Yuanqing keyed in the password to open the anti-theft door.

The living room was brightly lit. Grandpa, grandma, and uncle sat on the sofa with sad faces, and the atmosphere was depressing.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the family turned their heads to look.

"Yu'er?" Grandma stood up abruptly, showing agility that didn't match her age, and ran quickly.

"The inner ring tunnel collapsed. She was trapped inside and was just rescued by security officers." Zhang Yuanqing explained: "Guan Ya and I have been at the scene to participate in the rescue."

He described the matter vividly and vividly according to the hypnotic content of the master of the killing palace, and said that his cousin was also at the scene.

As for whether it will be exposed, he is not worried.

Because Fu Qingyang had already set the tone for this matter, afterward, the authorities would inevitably unify their caliber, and my cousin, as the sheriff of the Kangyang District Public Security Department, would naturally receive the notice.

"That's good, that's good." The grandmother complained while checking her daughter's body: "Why did the good tunnel collapse? It must be a tofu project."

Grandma is very dissatisfied with this world.

Zhang Yuanqing said:

"Grandma, I'll take my aunt back to her room first, you and grandpa go to bed early."

He carried his aunt into the room, took off her shoes, covered her with a quilt, returned to the living room, and comforted his grandparents with his uncle and aunt before going back to the room to sleep.

In the early morning of the next day, after making a "confession" with his aunt, Zhang Yuanqing took a taxi to Fujiawan Villa.

Go back and buy a car. It’s not a problem to always take a taxi. No, if I buy a car, I still have to drive myself. Hiring a driver is too troublesome. Taking a taxi is the most convenient way.

Xue Qiangwei's indifferent eyes were instantly filled with violence and madness, and the pupils turned golden yellow.

Her figure swelled and her clothes were torn apart, golden hair like steel needles grew out, two pointed animal ears grew on the top of her head, the lower half of her face elongated and turned into a wolf's mouth, and pitch-black claws grew out of her toes and fingers.

In an instant, she turned into a werewolf with golden hair and a height of four meters. What flowed from the mouth with intertwined fangs was not saliva, but hot molten molten liquid.

"Ow~"

The golden werewolf raised his head to the sky and howled.

Sensing Xue Qiangwei's spiritual body carefully, Zhang Yuanqing frowned slightly.

If the Yin Corpse is an obedient puppet, then after being transformed into a werewolf, she has become a brutal, bloodthirsty and difficult to control Erha.

You can still order her, but she's just not very obedient.

"After being transformed into a werewolf, the spirit body of the Yin Corpse will also be polluted. If the number of times is too high, the Yin Corpse will become a werewolf, and then it will get out of control." Zhang Yuanqing quickly figured out the disadvantages of this prop.

Then, he silently communicated with the brand mark in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, separated part of his will, descended into Xue Qiangwei's body, and took over this body.

Immediately, a willpower containing strong pollution eroded the spiritual body, causing the sanity to quickly degenerate.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately withdrew his will and bared his teeth for a while. It seems that manipulating the corpse is the same as turning himself into a werewolf, and the mental pollution will not be weakened.

Next, he tried the Fire Poison and Raging Flame skills of the Flame Demon Wolf successively. Unlike the fire master's flame, the Demon Wolf's flame was accompanied by pungent and highly poisonous smoke.

The flames are like white phosphorous bombs, and once burned, they are like maggots on tarsal bones, which are difficult to extinguish.

And Huodu almost sent Zhang Yuanqing away.

The toxicity is strong and overbearing. After the claws cut through the flesh, the toxin will immediately burn the cells and spread rapidly.

"A Level 4 Bewitching Demon will die against it. If it is Level 5, the outcome is uncertain."

At the end of the test, Zhang Yuanqing was very satisfied with the werewolf's combat power.

He immediately retrieved Little Red Riding Hood and put it in the inventory.

Hong Qiangwei quickly returned to her adult form, her naked body showing beautiful curves in the sun, her originally indifferent pupils added a hint of imperceptible ferocity.

At this time, Li Chunfeng came out of the villa.

"Your matter has been answered. There are no top-grade props that are good at melee combat. If you have to, you can go there yourself." He said.

Go by yourself?Zhang Yuanqing frowned: "How to say?"

Li Chunfeng shook his head: "I don't know, you will know when you go."

After speaking, he explained:
"I know a refiner. She doesn't belong to the official or spiritual family. She runs an item store and a local black market. If you want to buy items, you can go there yourself."

"There are no props that meet my requirements, and I need to go there in person? I'll be there if I go?" Zhang Yuanqing narrowed his eyes.

Li Chunfeng shrugged: "Anyway, that's what she said. If you want to go, I can give you a hand card, and you can enter the store with the hand card. You don't need to register your identity information, and you can even wear a mask."

If the big guy behind him is really Lian Sanyue, then now is an opportunity. As for safety, I can send Yin Corpse to explore the way first. For Brother Bing, this risk is nothing. Zhang Yuanqing said:

"Okay! Give me your hand."

PS: The typo is corrected first and then corrected.

(End of this chapter)