spirit walker

Chapter 580 The Lady's Gift

Love sweets and comics?Are you kidding? If I make a mistake, I will be stabbed to death by the marshal. Zhang Yuanqing thought about it, and immediately downloaded many pictures of Gao Meng’s anime characters, from the yellow electric mouse in the early years to the melon king who is all the rage recently.

Among them are "little girl with handjob", "anthropomorphic image of blood cells", "stray little black cat" and so on.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he chose to send.

Don't say anything, just post pictures, this is a popular way of socializing.

The marshal would not think of these pictures as "Yuanshi Tianzun actually thinks I like comics", something that only children love.

No matter how powerful the scout is, he can't spy into your heart through the screen.

After the picture was sent, Zhang Yuanqing waited and waited and waited. After about 10 minutes, he heard a "ding dong".

Quickly check the information.

[Marshal: What's the matter?You have quite a lot of emojis. 】

Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed. Being able to tell you the second half of the sentence shows that the marshal is in a good mood, and if he said "something happened" coldly, that would be bad.

He quickly considered and spoke in his heart.

The marshal likes to bow on the head very much. The Fu family brothers and sisters have the same virtue, but they can't do it on the phone, and the effect is greatly reduced. Comics and sweets are definitely not good. When he finished his words, he sent a message:
[Yuanshi Tianzun: I haven't seen the marshal for many days. Your immortal figure is in front of your eyes. The sword light that cut off the river of fate is imprinted in your heart, and the clear sword sound like a dragon's chant is lingering in your ears. 】

[Yuanshi Tianzun: So much so that when I encountered some setbacks, I thought of you without the backbone, only to realize that you are already the biggest and most solid reliance in my mind. Ah, I am not asking for anything from you, but for my sake. I felt ashamed at that momentary thought, the world said that I was a peerless genius, the capital of the leader, but I didn't know that I couldn't even compare with you by one ten-thousandth. 】

After posting two long speeches, he added another emoji of the electric mouse's innocence.

What I said was a bit exaggerated. With the wisdom of the marshal, I can probably see that I want to ask her to do something. Normally speaking, it is easier to build a good impression if I speak seriously and sincerely. But if I want to ask her frequently in the future, I must be exaggerated. The more exaggerated The better Zhang Yuanqing thought.

Sincerely, asking for help in a serious manner, Fu Qingxuan will definitely agree to Fu Qingyang's face, but you can't sincerely ask for help again and again, this will make the marshal feel that he has been robbed, and he will feel that this Yuanshi Tianzun has a lot of shit.

But if you use this exaggerated way of kneeling and licking, the situation is different. You provide her with emotional value, and she will feel that this person licks me like this, and I can help with things that are easy to do. I am not Simply being plucked, I am helping and giving alms to my licking dog.

That once, twice, or three times, it doesn't matter.

Fu Qingyang helps him again and again because Yuanshi Tianzun is my son's pony, and I am responsible for him if he licks me like that. If I don't help him, the heroes of the world will laugh at me. Fu Qingyang can't even keep his pony. Who still messes with me?
Mr. Qian also wants to save face.

[Marshal: Don't talk nonsense to me, just tell me what happened! 】

You will love this kind of nonsense later. Zhang Yuanqing typed the message:
[Yuanshi Tianzun: That's right, I'm in Bagui Province, and I'm doing a mission incognito.]

He wiped out the stronghold of the Psionic Society, and told Fu Qingxuan in detail about the conflict with the Qinghe Department because of the stolen money.

[Marshal: Simple, I will send an email to the Qinghe branch, telling him that you are my man and will do things for me, and they will not embarrass you again. 】

[Yuanshi Tianzun: What if it's difficult? 】

[Marshal: I can fly a sword to take heads. 】

[Yuanshi Tianzun: You are electricity, you are light, you are the only myth! 】

Zhang Yuanqing quit the chat software contentedly, looked at the three beauties on the left, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile:

"The matter is settled, the Qinghe branch dare not trouble me again."

Xie Lingxi, who was originally worried, smiled openly: "Did you ask Fu Qingyang for help? No, there are demigods in the Qinghe branch. No matter how powerful Mr. Qian is, the Qinghe clan will not buy it. Even the ten elders of the Qinghe clan Don’t necessarily buy it.”

There are demigod ancestors in her family, and she knows how terrifying such a force is.

Zhang Yuanqing raised the corner of his mouth:
"I sent a message directly to the marshal, she owed me a favor, and appreciated me, thinking that I was more talented than the devil, and more likely to become a demigod.

"Among the younger generation, if anyone can be promoted to demigod, she thinks it is me, so she is very happy to establish a good and stable relationship with me, and the fastest way to establish a good and stable relationship is to be kind to me."

The queen suddenly realized, and her face was full of admiration: "Master, you have already made the marshal value you so much."

I have really good eyesight.

While admiring Mr. Yuan Shi's talent and talent, Annie was secretly worried. The disharmony between Mr. Yuan Shi and the headquarters gave her the hope of poaching the wall, and now that hope has become extremely slim.

A person who can make a demigod condescend to take the initiative to give favors and make friends, how can he be bewitched by himself, unless the president himself goes out.

On the way back to the hotel, a god called the number of Deputy Minister Poppy's wife.

"Who are you!" A woman's loud voice came from the phone, speaking mandarin with a strong accent.

"Sister-in-law, I'm the head of the Sidney branch, and I'm out with Minister Poppy today to do business." There was a statement and a respectful answer.

The Qinghe branch is different from other branches. There are no secretaries, assistants, or a complete job system.

Minister Poppy was beaten by the Daozu of Sanqing into a foolish son of the landlord's family. He could only call and report to the minister's wife.

"What about him? Why did you call me?" the woman over there asked carelessly.

"That's it, listen to me," swallowed the god with his head up, "Something happened to Minister Poppy."

He told the woman on the other end of the phone what had happened, and immediately put the phone aside.

In the next second, a middle-aged woman's roar came from the speaker:
"I don't care who he is, no matter what his status is, I want him to die, I want him to die!!"

There is a god with a wry smile on his face. Minister Poppy's wife is not an ordinary Qinghe tribe, she is the younger sister of the current patriarch of the Qinghe tribe.

Otherwise, how could the powerful position of Deputy Minister of Investigation fall to Minister Poppy?This is the position that manages the family law, and the high and low must be a master.

Therefore, on the territory of the Qinghe branch, if this woman wants someone to die, it is definitely not out of anger, she has the strength and background.

After the roar, the woman said in a rough voice:

"You settle him down. If something happens to him, I'll take care of it with you. Wait at the hotel, and I'll ask Uncle Six to come over and deal with that Taoist ancestor."

The sixth uncle she was talking about was the head of the investigation department, the real master.

"Yes Yes!"

He looked up like a god, even though he was on the phone, he still nodded and bowed.

The woman on the phone hung up.

The car continued on, and it took another ten minutes to arrive at the hotel.

This is one of the few five-star hotels in Nanming City—but it is actually only four-star, and it is a bit far from the Nanming branch. In fact, there are many cheap hotels near the Public Security Department, but Minister Poppy is not willing to let it go.

After surrendering to the Five Elements Alliance, the Qinghe tribe has developed over the years. I think it was a group of mud legs in the mountains to make a living. The spiritual realm walkers in the tribe served as bodyguards for the big bosses, guarded mines, collected usury, transported white flour, etc. What dirty work? Do all the work.

In the 90s, the two major disasters in Bagui Province were the Psychic Society and the Qinghe Clan.

Later, the main force of the court overwhelmed the ancestors of the Qinghe tribe, and the entire tribe surrendered to the imperial court. The annual expenditure of hundreds of millions, or more than one billion, was turned over in one fell swoop.

Now that they are used to living a prosperous life, the group of Ergouzi, Zhao Tiezhu and Niu Cuihua began to talk about the layout and pomp, and lived the life of Stephen, Vincent and Musk.

A god opened the car door, and with the help of snail powder, he entered the hotel with Minister Poppy.

While the elevator was going up, snail powder said in a low voice:
"Sanqing Daozu is Songhai's senior deacon. The headquarters will cherish such a big shot. Shall we inform the Songhai branch?"

Compared with the "spirited head" whose backbone has been bent by the Qinghe branch, this young deacon is more inclined to the Five Elements League in his heart.

"It's just a senior deacon. It's as light as a feather compared to the whole Qinghe branch. Besides, this matter has nothing to do with us. We are here to reconcile. If the reconciliation fails, what does it matter to us? What good does it do us to get involved? Ah, whether it is the Songhai branch or the Qinghe branch, one fart can kill us." Looking up at Poppy, who was dull and stupid, he hummed:
"Desperate for money! Don't look at these Qinghe people who are all serious and serious. Twenty or thirty years ago, they were all mud-legged, nouveau riche. They used to be poor, but now they are obsessed with money.

"Tsk tsk, [-] million, this is worse than killing their whole family."

The snail powder watched the nose, the nose and the heart, and stopped talking.

The two got out of the elevator, returned to the room, and threw the sluggish and stupid Minister Poppy on the bed.

At this moment, the mobile phone with a god on his head rang.

The woman called.

There is a natural and habitual flattering smile on his face with his head raised:
"Sister-in-law, what are your orders?"

"Send that dead ghost back." The woman said coldly.

"Ah?" He raised his head and was stunned.

The woman suddenly roared: "Send that dead ghost back to me, right now, are you deaf, do you need me to come pick you up in person!"

Raising his head, a god trembled in fright: "Yes, yes, return immediately."

He hung up the phone tremblingly, looking at the snail powder at a loss.

"No, don't pursue it anymore?" Luosifan heaved a sigh of relief after realizing it: "It seems that she is not as domineering as you said, and she is still sensible. Killing a senior deacon is not easy."

"She is irrational, women are emotional animals, and they have been domineering for many years, expecting her to weigh the pros and cons?" A god shook his head, "Something must have happened, something big that can suppress her bad temper. "

After finishing speaking, the two looked at each other, and suddenly a bold guess flashed across.

"The deacon of the Taoist ancestor of Sanqing." The snail powder looked horrified: "It's right not to mix it up, it's right not to mix it up."

A god raised his head and murmured, "What is the origin?"

It was just getting dark.

In an abandoned warehouse in Nanming City, Zhang Yuanqing was holding a porcelain bowl exuding strong yin energy in one hand and a writing brush in the other. His handsome face was full of solemnity, and the tip of the pen was walking on the ground.

This is the formation of condensed spiritual servants.

He still has two level-[-] Yin corpses, and a level-[-] resentful spirit that has not yet been refined. Before thinking that the power of the sun has accumulated to a certain level, he can consider refining another Yin corpse.

After careful consideration, I feel that there are too many ghost corpses and too few spiritual servants.

It's time for the ghost bride and Xiaodou to upgrade.

Zhang Yuanqing planned to turn the sixth-level resentful spirit into nutrients and feed it to Xiaodoubi and Bailan.

Xiaodoubi can successfully break through to the saint, and Bai Lan, who already has the peak level of the fourth level, should be able to break through to the early stage of the sixth level.

In fact, it would be easier to directly refine the resentful spirit into a spiritual servant. What he is doing now is like taking off his pants and farting.

But Bailan and Xiaodoubi are already used to him, and now the ghost bride can't keep up with the pace, and the spirit servant at the peak of level 4 seems to be only the role of cannon fodder.

Bai Lan herself seemed to be aware of this problem, and gradually stopped calling him husband, and silently waited to be abandoned.

Zhang Yuanqing slapped his head, although I can't sleep with the ghost bride, but I have been in love with her for a long time, how can I abandon her?So she decided to devour the sixth-level wraith.

But devouring a resentful spirit with a higher level than one's own is tantamount to taking poison, so it needs to be purified by drawing a spirit talisman formation.

When the last stroke of the spirit talisman fell, the power of the sun suddenly penetrated and connected together. Zhang Yuanqing felt a majestic and terrifying power surging in the room.

He beckoned immediately, and a black and red wooden box flew from the corner and fell into his hand.

Zhang Yuanqing used his ability to control objects to send it into the formation.

Then, he summoned Xiao Doubi and Bai Lan, and amidst the yin energy, a woman in a bright red wedding dress appeared with a round and lovely baby in her arms.

"Owner!"

The ghost bride saluted generously and stood aside respectfully.

Zhang Yuanqing gave a "hmm" and said with a smile, "Lady, I have prepared a gift for you."

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Ps: The typo is corrected first and then corrected.

(End of this chapter)