spirit walker

Chapter 509
Zhang Yuanqing never expected that the "Dodder Garden" that needs to be passed quickly and the "Dense Fog" that cannot be moved will be triggered at the same time.

The goddess of luck seemed to have heard the threat of killing the palace lord, and secretly retaliated.

Without any hesitation, he opened the inventory and put on azure gloves on both hands.

"woooo~"

With him as the center, the strong wind spreads in all directions, and the dense fog rolls along with the airflow.

The strong wind that can bend the tree trunks blows away the thick fog for a long time, but there will always be more dense fog to fill it up, as if it will never end.

Ten seconds later, Zhang Yuanqing stopped and his face became serious.

The galeman's gloves specially designed to restrain the dense fog failed. This is something that has never been encountered before. It shows that the grade of the dense fog is very high, exceeding the limit of saint quality props.

Damn it, I can't speak or move in the thick fog, but as a wooden man, the danger of the dodder garden is bound to come, so what should I do? Zhang Yuanqing was in a hurry.

As the wind stopped, the mist returned to calm, flowing quietly like a trickle, and fluttering like a gauze.

There was silence all around, and the visibility was less than one meter. Zhang Yuanqing couldn't see Princess Yinyao and Palace Master Zhisha anymore, and the surrounding area was surrounded by white fog.

He didn't dare to call out to the two of them, and he didn't dare to "speak" in the unique way of Ye Youshen, because he couldn't speak in the thick fog, and the "can't speak" in the employee handbook probably meant that no communication in any sense was allowed.

Rather than speaking in a literal sense, this is in line with the compulsion of a master-level rule-type prop.

In the silent silence, he saw disturbances in the dense fog ahead, and a tall and strange silhouette loomed, as if approaching him, but there was no sound at all.

As the silhouette approached, Zhang Yuanqing saw it more and more clearly. It was a three-meter-tall giant with three heads and eight arms.

He was bare-chested, with twisted muscles that only appeared in comics, and his skin was pale gray, like a muscular man carved out of granite.

But the strange thing is that the giant's eyes were black and empty, blood flowed down his cheeks like tears, and the eyeballs were gouged out.On the other hand, there were dark red wounds on his neck, shoulder blades, and the base of his thighs, as if he had been dismembered and put together again.

Far, the ancient god of war? !This idea popped into Zhang Yuanqing's mind for the first time. Three heads and eight arms are the unique symbols of the ancient God of War.

No wonder. He immediately understood the origin of the dense fog, and also understood the reason why the Galemaker's gloves could not blow away the fog.

——It's hard to say that the ancient giant in front of him is still alive. This is not even its corpse, because it walks silently. Zhang Yuanqing suspects that it was formed by the condensation of thick fog.

The unyielding will after the death of the ancient god of war, or the unwilling obsession turned into a thick fog?But he couldn't sense the breath of the spirit body.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't dare to be careless even more, and held his breath.

Even if the opponent is a wraith, he will not have the slightest thought of going up to fight.

He's past the age when he has his hands in his pockets and doesn't know what an opponent is.

How does the little flying stick compare to the ancient sausage?
The three-headed and eight-armed ancient God of War approached step by step, and quickly approached Zhang Yuanqing. When the distance between the two sides was three meters, it seemed to sense something and stopped suddenly.

Zhang Yuanqing's heart almost stopped beating, and then beat uncontrollably and rapidly, and his blood pressure soared.

He dared not move.

If you haven't read the employee handbook, if you encounter thick fog and see the obsession of the ancient god of war, your normal reaction will definitely be to run away, but once you act, you will definitely be targeted by the obsession in the dense fog.

A dead end.

The fog flowed quietly, the ancient God of War stood still, and Zhang Yuanqing did not dare to move.

The two sides were in a stalemate for a few seconds, and the ancient God of War suddenly let out an angry, unwilling, and endlessly resentful roar:
"%￥#!"

%￥#?This seems to be a dialect, the pronunciation is very strange, and its difficulty is comparable to the dialect of Jiangnan Leather City. Zhang Yuanqing didn't understand it.

Finally, after a deep growl, the ancient war god passed Zhang Yuanqing with silent steps and continued on his way.

Phew. Zhang Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, an erratic and strange call came from the garden:
"Zhang Yuanqing~"

The sound was like a cat squealing. It was scary and weird to hear in the silent night, and it made people feel chills.

Zhang Yuanqing's hair exploded.

Staying in the Dodder Garden for too long has triggered a crisis in this area.

"Zhang Yuanqing, Zhang Yuanqing~"

The voice kept calling, and seeing that he didn't respond, it became more urgent and sharp.

To this extent, calling my name directly seems to be the voice of my heart. Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart, although he did have a strong instinct to turn his head after hearing the call, but as a saint, it is easy to restrain the instinct.

"Zhang Yuanqing" the voice in the garden shouted hurriedly, reaching the ear:

"Don't you want to know what your father left in your soul?"

Zhang Yuanqing was about to turn his head, but he forcibly restrained himself.

"Don't you want to know the truth about the demise of the Xiaoyao organization?"

"You don't want to know whether Zhang Zizhen is dead or alive?"

"Don't you want to know whether the Demon Lord is dead or alive?"

"Look at me, look at me~"

Zhang Yuanqing's expression was stiff. Amidst the questioning, the strong desire took over his instinct and overwhelmed his reason. He turned his head little by little.

These are all the doubts in his heart that he most desires to be answered, especially the life and death of the Demon Lord, which is almost a nightmare and troubles him from time to time.

It was at this moment that he understood the source of the power of the "Cussil Garden".

- Demon!
The professional name of the dominator-level illusionist: Heart Demon, also known as the Void.The former is an ancient name.

The core skill of Heart Demon is called "Heart Demon", which is an enhanced version of emotional manipulation.

As his level increased, Fu Qingyang used his authority to disclose a lot of master-level information to him.

The intelligence of the heart demon is in it.

According to ancient legends, ascetics have to go through the heavenly tribulation to ascend to immortality, and when crossing the heavenly calamity, there will be a calamity of inner demons.

In fact, this is a distortion and distortion of the deeds of the demon.

Everyone has inner demons and past events that they don't want to face. Some people can kill demons with a sword, while some people can't cross that threshold in their entire lives.

For those who cannot cross the threshold, once they encounter "heart demons", there will be more dangers than luck.

Zhang Yuanqing was taken advantage of by the demon at this time. He didn't know how the demon killed him, but he knew that as long as he turned his head, he would definitely be able to kill him.

And as he turned his head little by little, the thick fog was disturbed, and the ancient god of war who was gradually going away suddenly stopped, turned his head back, and looked over with empty and dark eye sockets.

Scary and creepy.

Cold sweat broke out on Zhang Yuanqing's forehead.

Can't turn back, can't turn back. He told himself desperately in his heart, but the remaining rationality could no longer overcome instinct, and he was still turning his head a little bit.

The moment the dodder flower appeared in the peripheral vision of his vision, Zhang Yuanqing finally stopped, his pupils turned into molten gold, and the golden gleam radiated from the pores of his skin.

At the critical moment, he activated the Pure Yang Cleansing Record!

It symbolizes the purest and most domineering power in the world, restraining the inner demons, and rationally climbed to the high ground again.

The ancient god of war didn't get feedback from the mist for a long time, so he took another step to leave.

"Zhang Yuanqing, Zhang Yuanqing~"

The shrill, strange voice continued to call and seduce.

The sound can still seduce Zhang Yuanqing, but he is no longer defenseless.

Not long after, the thick fog around him dissipated, and the dark night sky reappeared. Of course, there were the Palace Master, Princess Yinyao and Xue Qiangwei in red dresses.

"go!"

Zhang Yuanqing shouted.

The two of them quickly passed through the Dodder Garden and stopped at a fork in the road.

Zhang Yuanqing said with lingering fear: "Almost died, almost died"

At this time, he found that Princess Yinyao and Palace Master Zhisha were observing the soil on the ground with surprisingly calm faces. The encounter just now seemed to be just an entertainment experience.

"You guys." Zhang Yuanqing said in surprise, "Aren't you too peaceful?"

Princess Yinyao raised the small horn to point at him: "That ancient god of war is very powerful, but as long as he doesn't move, it's fine. As for the call of the dodder flower, it's just a mere inner demon."

"Mere? You are a little Yin corpse who has just been promoted to the sixth level. How can you speak so loudly? Those who don't know think that the old clapper is your apprentice."

"You are calling Master Master again, I want to make a note in my diary, I have learned how to write a diary." Princess Yinyao plausibly put the small speaker in front of him:
"Have you forgotten who made the ghost mirror? I gave up my glory, wealth and status in the early years, and traveled the rivers and lakes. I have already understood my thoughts and cut off my obsessions."

The idea of ​​fart is understandable Zhang Yuanqing swears in his heart, I look at your body and you will be so angry that you will die. Last time I touched your bear in the underground palace of Qinfeng Academy, you gave me a big pussy!

He then looked at Palace Mistress Zhisha, who had suffered a catastrophe of extermination, so it stands to reason that he should be haunted by demons.

The master of the killing palace said with a playful smile: "I can hypnotize myself to forget hatred."

I'm the best? !Zhang Yuanqing couldn't accept it for a while.

Meat Zong City, Baiyin Building.

In the darkness of night, a ray of green light rushed over quickly, landed on the roof of the building, and turned into a petite teddy dog.

Elder Dog looked around the rooftop deeply, and finally landed on the paper pressed by the stone.

A corner of the paper fluttered in the wind.

Elder Dog raised his paw lightly, the stone rolled away automatically, and the paper flew up by itself, sending it to him.

Looking closely, it was written on the paper:

"I've been targeted, please go to 'Baicaoyuan to Sanwei Bookstore' to get together."

Counted? !

Elder Dog's heart shuddered, and he immediately realized that he had been tricked into diverting the tiger away from the mountain.

But in the next second, the font on the paper caught his attention.

He seemed to examine it several times, found a comparison sample in his long and vague memory, and muttered to himself: "It's Zizhen's handwriting."

After pondering for a moment, the old dog fled away as a green light and flew towards the former residence of the famous big troll in history.

Zhang Yuanqing dejectedly glanced over the encounter just now, followed the sparse mud and looked at the road on the left.

"This road leads to the monkey garden." The owner of the Palace of Killing said happily: "It seems that your lucky necklace is still useful."

It is the group of monkeys who say on the Internet that they will shit on the spot and then hit tourists?While Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart, the rules of the employee handbook resurfaced.

Ten: The monkeys in the garden can't speak.

This rule is more like a reminder, like a warning sign standing by the reservoir, which reads: "No Swimming" and "No Fishing".

The ban on swimming is for fear of drowning, and the ban on fishing is simpler and easier to understand.

But what does it mean that the monkey can't speak? If it does, what will happen?
With doubts in their bodies, the two chose the route on the left to move on.

After running at high speed for 2 minutes, a garden surrounded by iron fences appeared in front of him. There were ponds, rockeries, and green plants in the garden. It was silent in the dark night, and half of the monkeys could not be seen.

"No monkeys, go!"

Zhang Yuanqing felt a little relieved, and urged his companions to quicken their pace.

They ran wildly on the not-so-spacious concrete road, and quickly circled half of the monkey park. Suddenly, in the darkness ahead, an employee in a blue uniform stepped out, wearing a peaked cap with a long brim covering his eyes and half of his face.

He walks in the dark like a midnight ghost.

"He doesn't have a badge."

The leader of the killing Palace Master suddenly stamped his feet and lowered his voice.

Without a badge, Zhang Yuanqing instantly recalled No. 11 of the employee handbook:
If his badge is not there, please run immediately.

"Quick, hide!"

The master of the killing palace took a quick look around, and took the lead in getting into the bushes on the side of the road.

After a while, the two corpses hid their bodies and watched the movement outside through the gaps in the bushes.

The staff member in the blue uniform didn't seem to notice them, or ignored them, and kept a mechanical, stiff pace, walking step by step.

Walk past the bushes where the team is hiding, and continue into the darkness beyond.

When he passed by the crowd, Zhang Yuanqing looked intently, and was shocked to find that the back of this staff member in blue uniform was stained with mottled black.

Blue uniforms are being transformed into black uniforms.

This phenomenon surprised him. Is the black clothes transformed from blue clothes?
"Look at his posture, he seems to be sleepwalking." The master of the killing palace also observed this phenomenon, and said softly:
"That's why Wang Mingming is also like this. He didn't know that there was something wrong with him, and he became an employee in black uniform."

"No, no, no, the employees in black uniforms are not so weird. We have seen them outside. Wang Mingming should have turned into another monster." Zhang Yuanqing shook his head again and again.

The owner of the Palace of Killing looked sideways, "That's on the periphery. There are only two or three rules in the periphery, which are easy and simple. Can the employees in the periphery be the same as those in the core area? That Wang Mingming was not kicked out of the core area for some reason. It's the Violent Killer uniform, okay?"

Princess Yinyao also actively expressed her opinion:
"Fortunately, we hid in time, otherwise we would have been violently killed, or we would have been implicated by him, attracting other blue uniforms and white lions."

Zhang Yuanqing thought for a while, felt reasonable, nodded, and raised another doubt:
"But it's very strange. Why did the blue uniform change into a black uniform? What's the underlying logic, the game of the weapon spirit? The evil taste of the weapon spirit?"

He has come into contact with several rules-based props, and rules are actually another name for ability.

Such as endless pursuit, such as hearing the sound of crying and becoming pregnant, such as resisting any form of attack.

These abilities are given "mandatory" and become rules.

He was deeply puzzled by the rules of the zoo. If the dense fog and the dodder garden were understandable, then the undead who died in the garden could be recruited as employees.

Then let the employees patrol, and the phenomenon of falling in love and killing each other, he couldn't understand.

Doubts are doubts, and actions cannot be delayed. Zhang Yuanqing jumped out of the bushes and was about to continue on the road with his companions when suddenly he was inspired and felt that he was being watched.

Following his feeling, he looked sideways at the monkey garden.

On the rockery by the pool, at some point, there was a monkey squatting.

Hide in front of the bushes, where there are obviously no monkeys.

This is an exceptionally large monkey, with a squatting height of more than 1.5 meters. It has a thunderous mouth, slightly protruding browbones, dark brown hair, and a pair of eyes shining brightly in the dark, hiding the color of blood.

"Don't look, hurry up and go." The Palace Master said.

Zhang Yuanqing nodded, ignored the monkeys on the rockery, and walked quickly.

The monkey watched them quietly, and said:

"Elder Dog, this zoo will be handed over to you in the future. It can't be included in the inventory, and it can't be brought into the spirit realm. For me, it is a burden. Don't be angry. I just said something wrong. You are the cutest .”

"Elder Dog, the zoo cannot be without administrators, otherwise the things suppressed inside will come out. You are the official elder, and it is your duty to keep order."

Zhang Yuanqing's pupils shrank suddenly, and he couldn't move anymore.

PS: The typo is corrected first and then corrected.

(End of this chapter)