spirit walker

Chapter 621 Mysterious Palace
Songhai, just after dinner, the sun sank into the horizon, stubbornly revealing the last afterglow, dyeing the clouds in the sky into golden red.

Jiang Yuyi stepped out of the room in pink slippers and hurried into his nephew's room, only to be missed.

"Mom, where's Yuanzi?" She yelled, calling for grandma who was doing the dishes in the kitchen.

"I just went out, and I guess I told the fortunes of the elders in the community again." Grandma responded with an even louder voice.

"He doesn't know how to tell fortunes. He can't cheat the old men and women in the neighborhood. Mom, you beat him to death when he comes back."

"It's not wrong to cheat money, but it should be killed." Grandma said through gritted teeth.

"Mom, I'll sleep for a while, call me when he comes back, tomorrow weekend, I'm going to play games." Jiang Yubai yawned and went back to the room.

At the stone table in the community, Zhang Yuanqing was sitting with a big horse and a sword, surrounded by a group of old men and women, and opposite him was a half-bald old man.

The old man said sadly: "Master Zhang, your calculations are really accurate. The stocks I bought really fell to the limit. Oh, my liver hurts because of the loss."

Hearing the words, Zhang Yuanqing shook his head and sighed:
"Uncle Wang, you are the life of leeks. You have been harvested from childhood to adulthood, and from large harvests to old age. You will never make a fortune in your life. If you continue like this, your old age will be miserable."

Uncle Wang turned pale with fright, held Master Zhang's hand tightly, and said, "Master, you must save me."

Zhang Yuanqing was sitting upright, as if he was an expert outside the world: "It's easy to handle, let your wife take care of the money from now on."

"This way we can avoid being cut leeks?" The uncle asked expectantly.

"The one who is cut off in this way will be your son."

"Master, please change our fate for our family."

Listening to the conversation between the two, the uncles and aunts next to each other said "Oh", and they all showed shocked expressions.

"Is it really a loss?"

"It must have been a blind cat meeting a dead mouse."

"The kid from the old Chen family can really tell fortunes?"

The grandpas and aunts chattered in amazement. Recently, it has been widely rumored in the community that the grandson of the old Chen family left home in the summer vacation to visit a teacher, and learned the skill of fortune-telling from an expert.

The reason is this. Last week, old man Fei in the community was playing chess with old man Chen. Old man Chen's grandson suddenly came and pointed at old Fei and said:
"Ferber, your seal is black and your eyes are cloudy. It's an early stage of cancer. Hurry up and go to the hospital before it's too late."

Hearing this, Lao Fei wanted to show that boy what a treasured sword is not old on the spot, but what Lao Chen's grandson said next made Lao Fei turn pale with shock.

I can't remember exactly how it was said, but after Lao Fei heard it, he rushed to the hospital in a hurry. After an investigation, he really had lung cancer. Fortunately, it was in the early stage, and the doctor said it could still be rescued.

After this incident, the kid from the old Chen family became famous among the uncles and aunts in the community.

But there are still people who are dubious about his ability.

"Master Zhang has real skills. He said a few days ago that I would be able to have a grandson next year, but yesterday my daughter-in-law found out that she was pregnant."

"Old Wang also lost money speculating in stocks, so it can't be just acting."

At this moment, an old man with triangular eyes pushed Lao Wang away, "I'll come, I'll come."

He looked at Zhang Yuanqing with a disdainful tone, and said, "Young man, look at my face, if you are right, I will give you 200 yuan."

"Forget about the money, we are all neighbors." Zhang Yuanqing maintained the calmness of an expert, and was not annoyed by the other party's attitude and tone, and asked the old man's name and birthday as usual.

He actually knew this old man, he was famous for his bad temper in the community, he was mean and mean, and had conflicts with his grandfather.

After the triangular-eyed old man finished speaking, Zhang Yuanqing stroked his chin and said, under the watchful eyes of the surrounding aunts and uncles:

"You are in good health, but your interpersonal, family and children's relationship is poor. Your children should not have seen you for a long time."

The old man with three eyes snorted: "Don't bluff people, it's something everyone knows."

You also know that you are not very popular! Zhang Yuanqing changed the subject: "However, your fate palace is shrouded in auspicious clouds, and the red light is hidden. Tsk tsk, congratulations old man, your love has ushered in a second spring."

The triangular-eyed old man's expression changed, before he could speak, Zhang Yuanqing changed the subject again:
"However, the auspicious clouds are full of black air, and the red light is full of blood. This is blood mixed with peach blossoms. It means that your concubine is a married woman. Old man, have you hooked up with some aunt? "

The aunts and uncles around said "ohhhh" again.

The triangular-eyed old man's expression froze for a moment, and then he jumped up like a mouse whose tail had been stepped on.

"How is it possible!" He retorted loudly with fierce words, while retorting, he looked at the people around him, "There is no such thing at all, the little red man is talking nonsense, you will die if you lie to people."

Angrily got up, pushed through the crowd, and walked away.

Because he has already discovered that the eyes of the people around him have changed. The uncles look vigilant and hostile, while the aunts are full of gossip.

Zhang Yuanqing shouted at his back: "Old man, at such an age, you can take care of yourselves in peace and security, don't do such fancy things."

"Yuanzi!" At this moment, the uncle came out of the building after dinner and waved, "Go, let's go to the square dance."

"okay!"

Zhang Yuanqing took out the mask from the pocket of his coat, and followed up with a frantic pace, while the uncles and aunts behind him loudly persuaded him to stay:

"Master Zhang, show me."

"Master Zhang, don't go, whose old lady is that old boy hooking up with?"

"Master Zhang, my son's work is not going well recently, can you make an appointment and let him do the math."

But Zhang Yuanqing just waved his hand without taking away a cloud, and followed the family scum out of the community. There was a group of enchanting aunts waiting for him in the square 50 meters away.

Zhang Yuanqing has been home for a week, pretending to go to school during the day, but actually going to Fujiawan Villa to have sex with Guan Ya, and to supervise Xiahou Aotian screwing the screws when he has time.

During this period, I took a trip to Jinshan City, and the Wuhen Hotel closed down. Because of fear of revenge from the Nanpai, Xiaoyuan took four young people and moved to the urban area.

Kou Beiyue and Little Fatty suspended their food delivery business and changed their jobs as couriers. They are currently working in the logistics company of "Human Blood Mantou".

In the evening, I come back to eat with my family, dance square dances with my uncle, play games with my aunt, and occasionally join the army of marriage urging, urging my over-mature cousin to find a girlfriend.

It is worth mentioning that my aunt brought home a girl last night. She is the daughter of a friend of my aunt's brother. Her parents are leaders of state-owned enterprises and her family is well off.

That girl is still a returnee, and she is currently an executive in a Fortune 32 company. She is [-] years old this year, and she is a high-quality human woman with outstanding looks and outstanding abilities.

The other party's family heard that his cousin was the captain of the Kangyang District Public Security Department, and they immediately hit it off, which meant matching the two.

So my aunt brought that older sister over for dinner. Zhang Yuanqing was also there at the time. That older sister was really nice, with curly hair, brand-name clothing, and elegant lady glasses. .

When the elder sister arrived at home, when she saw Zhang Yuanqing, her eyes lit up suddenly, and she inquired wildly while eating.

Where does my brother go to school?Are you interested in coming to my sister company for an internship?How is your aunt's overseas career?What brand of clothes the younger brother likes, all the attention is on him, and he doesn't talk to his cousin.

Before I leave, I want to add WeChat with Zhang Yuanqing.

There is no way around this. Zhang Yuanqing's appearance is not bad at all. After becoming a spiritual practitioner, he has a strong and tall figure, and his temperament has both the evil charm of the night tour god and the mysterious mistyness of the star official. He is indeed very attractive to women .

Blind dates are naturally obsolete. I heard from my aunt that when the sister returned home, she told her parents that she had fallen in love with the cousin of the blind date. She said that she could fall in love immediately, get married within three months, and have children within a year.

The uncle's family didn't care, the uncle didn't care about his son's marriage. Chen Yuanjun was his father's successor, not his.

My aunt felt that his son was the captain of the Public Security Department, with a high position and authority, and Songhai could pick any girl at will, and there was no shortage of wives.

But the grandmother was very dissatisfied, and for the next few days regarded her grandson as a thorn in her flesh.

At 01:30 in the morning, after dismissing my aunt, Zhang Yuanqing locked the door, performed the star escape technique and came to the rooftop.

He took out the big compass, opened his star pupils, and deduced his future like a routine.

After half an hour, he found nothing, put away the astrolabe, and sighed.

"There is still no revelation. This shows that my death came from a high-level existence, at least the peak master, or a high-level night traveler who is good at hiding himself."

Zhang Yuanqing looked sad and sighed again.

Although astrology does not give feedback, logical reasoning will not be disturbed by "hidden" forces.

He believes that the death calamity should come from two aspects, one is Elder Cai, and the other is Lingtuo.

The problem is, based on what happened to the Demon Lord, Lingtuo's action against him was after he was promoted to the God of Riyou.

Unless something special happens in the near future, Lingtuo decides to act in advance, for example, knowing that he is Zhang Tianshi's son.

And if the death calamity originated from Elder Cai, the crisis is most likely caused by multiple masters attacking and killing, and hiding in the dungeon can deftly resolve the crisis.

"Well, the most frightening thing is not the danger, but not knowing where the danger comes from, and not even having the direction to think about countermeasures."

Zhang Yuanqing turned into starlight and dissipated.

Overcast clouds enveloped the sky, layer upon layer, boundless, and the pale sky light tried hard to penetrate the clouds and sprinkled on this lifeless land.

This is an ancient battlefield, a forbidden zone of life. The gray-brown land stretches to the end of the field of vision. The rotting corpses and ashesed bones are like acne growing on the surface.

A blood-colored lake is inlaid on the surface like a scarlet gem.

An ancient palace hangs high above the Blood Lake, built of large black stones. The palace is not a Western-style spire, nor is it a Chinese-style tile.

Its architectural style does not belong to any era, it seems to be separated from human civilization, more like a cube built by ancient humans with stones.

But the rocks that make it up are tightly jointed, the outer walls are flat, and the exquisite details are not something that ancient humans can do.

In front of the suspended palace, there are nine hundred and ninety-nine suspended stone steps, and the thousandth stone step is embedded in the ground.

A tall ascetic monk with vicissitudes of life clasped his hands together and climbed step by step.

Every time he took a step up, the stone steps would retreat one level. He walked for a long time, but he kept standing still.

Even so, he had already walked the nine hundred and ninety stone steps, and he was only short of the last ten steps to climb the palace.

"There is no trace of the past!"

A figure appeared at the end of the steps, wearing a ragged robe, it had no flesh and blood, its exposed head was a white skull, and its hands and feet were also pale bones.

Soul flames danced in the hollow eye sockets of this skeleton, conveying spiritual fluctuations:

"You are not chosen by God, don't try to steal God's authority, come back, this is your last chance."

PS: The typo is corrected first and then corrected.

(End of this chapter)