Spirit Walker

In the study, Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the portrait hanging on the wall, then looked at Fu Qingyang, who was sitting upright, and said with emotion:

"Painting is good painting, it's a pity!"

Fu Qingyang, who was about to ask questions, was stunned when he heard the words: "What's the interpretation of this?

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Zhang Yuanqing said sincerely: "No matter how high the level of the painter is, he can't be as handsome and handsome as one-thousandth of the centurion, so it's a pity."

Fu Qingyang glanced at him and said lightly, "Let's get down to business, don't waste your time on these meaningless words."

But Zhang Yuanqing saw from the other party's subtle expressions that he was actually very useful.

When he first came in, Fu Qingyang's brows were slightly furrowed and he was worried, but now his brows are stretched and his face is much softer.

Zhang Yuanqing pulled over a high-back chair and sat down, looking at Brother Gao Leng at the desk, and asked:

"How long will it take the elders to make the decision to dispose of Xiahou Chi?" "I can't give you the answer," Fu Qingyang shook his head, and immediately explained: "Xiahou Chi can't run away, but he is the direct line of the Xiahou family. The Xiahou family is discussing. Killing without notice will affect the relationship between the two forces and even cause conflict."

This is how the **** decides the thinking... Zhang Yuanqing nodded to show his understanding.

The angle of thinking of the elders and the grass-roots personnel are different, and there will be problems when they are the same.

"What is the centurion going to investigate next?" Fu Qingyang glanced at him and said nothing.

It seems that there is no good way. Indeed, it is too difficult to find a high-level spiritual realm walker who hides with one heart. It takes time... Zhang Yuanqing immediately said:

"Centurion, I remember the night when we killed Rampage, we discussed the motive of Hei Wuchang lurking in Songhai, because there was a problem with the Fallen Holy Grail, so Hei Wuchang secretly contacted Dark Ye Meixian, and the other party was in Songhai. meet."

Fu Qingyang took the lead slightly. Zhang Yuanqing continued:

"After get off work yesterday, I thought about it for a long time... Why should Dark Night Rose help Black Impermanence? What are the benefits they can get."

Fu Qingyang's eyes narrowed.

Zhang Yuanqing said to himself: "We have analyzed that the problem of the Fallen Grail originated from the devil, and the devil is a night wandering god. He must have used some means to make the Fallen Grail a problem, but my knowledge is shallow, I can't think of anything that can affect the rules-based props of the Fallen Grail."

He didn't point out that it was the ability of the Divine Power of the Sun. That was too deliberate. With Fu Qingyang's knowledge, a little bit of water was enough.

Fu Qingyang pondered for a few seconds, and his eyes became brighter:

"The only thing that can deal with the Fallen Holy Grail can be items of the same level. I understand the devil's method of balancing the Fallen Grail."

He glanced at Zhang Yuanqing, and the popular science said:

"It is the divine power of the sun, and the high-level night wandering gods can use and control the power of the sun. As for whether the Demon Lord uses props or related items, I need to consult the database, and if necessary, apply for permission from Taiyimen.

"Dark Night Rose should want to get it, although this does not allow us to directly find the black impermanence, but the more information we know, the breakthrough will appear.

Brother Gao Leng showed a smile and praised: "Your idea is very good, I really saw the wrong person, if you are a scout, you will be very good."

Forget it, what's so good about taking it seriously... Zhang Yuanqing dared to make fun of it in front of Li Dongze, but he didn't dare to humiliate him in front of Fu Qingyang, and Yuxi said, "Yes, yes."

After leaving the villa, Zhang Yuanqing called Wang Qian.

"What are your orders?" Wang Qian said respectfully. Are you contacting me too often?

"You help me tell the Palace Master to Stop Killing, and you said that Xia Houxin was silenced. In addition, I asked her to investigate the matter, I hope she can hurry up, the time is very urgent." Zhang Yuanqing said solemnly.

Wang Qian stopped in his ears, dumbfounded.

On the one hand, he was surprised that Xia Houxin was silenced. Who was silenced?

On the other hand, it was Yuanshi Tianzun's urging tone, asking her to investigate things, hurry up... Those who didn't know thought the palace master was his informant.

The palace master... it shouldn't be this kid's informant, right?! "Okay, okay!" Wang Qian hung up the phone with a puzzled look on his face.

Next, go to the Wuhen Hotel, and find the evil profession there for information... Zhang Yuanqing left the villa community, wandered by the roadside for a long time, and stopped a taxi.

After negotiating the price, he took a taxi and headed to Jinshan City in the north.

An hour later, Zhang Yuanqing, wearing a peaked cap and a mask, walked into the lobby of the Wuhen Hotel.

The woman at the front desk glanced at him, looked at him briefly, recognized Zhang Yuanqing, and frowned, "What are you doing here again?"

She was still dressed as she was when she first met, a white shirt with a burgundy suit, a standard hotel waiter uniform.

The facial features are bright and airy, the eyes are round and charming, and the chest is towering, full of the charm of a mature woman.

It's just a cold look, making it difficult to get close.

Knowing that the other party is not a murderous person, Zhang Yuanqing smiled and said:

"Don't be so wary, I want to make friends with Auntie. There are many ways to have more friends."

The gorgeous woman narrowed her eyes and sneered:

"If you want to **** me, you will die miserably. If you are plotting against the group behind me, you will die even worse.

"Go back, this is not the place you should be."

No, why do you think I want to pick you up? Do eagles eat chickens? Zhang Yuanqing slandered in his heart, he gave full play to his social skills:

"Don't be so full of words, everyone needs friends, and they must be good at making friends, so that the road will become wider and wider. When I was ashamed of being a father, I made friends with me, and then you can learn his last words. "

The gorgeous woman stared at him for a few seconds and said coldly:

"Tell me your purpose."

Zhang Yuanqing immediately said: "Have you heard of Hei Impermanence? The officials are looking for him recently. Do you have any news about him?"

The gorgeous woman sneered: "Do you think I can find out the whereabouts of Black Impermanence for you by sitting in a hotel?"

She pondered for a few seconds, and then said: "I can help you go to the black market to find out.

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Seeing Zhang Yuanqing's confused expression, she explained with a "heh":

"It's not the kind of black market that you officially allow, it's a black market that only evil professions know about. After all, even a scum full of evil needs to be traded.

"But I have to charge labor fees, risk subsidy fees, and mental damage fees."

I can understand the labor fee and the risk subsidy fee. What the **** is the mental damage fee? Zhang Yuanqing said: "The mental damage fee?"

The woman frowned and said confidently: "Every time I see those ugly and disgusting guys, I feel like I've been raped a hundred times by men.

Well, you are so self-deprecating, what else can I say? Zhang Yuanqing couldn't find a reason to bargain for a while, so he had to ask:

"Just tell me how much."

"Fifty thousand!" The woman said indifferently: "No matter whether there is any information, no refund will be given."

50,000, if it was me in the past, I could only strip myself off and lie on the bed and say, Auntie, I am yours tonight. But to me now, it's just a small amount of money... Zhang Yuanqing said:

"Deal, my only requirement is to be fast, the sooner the better." After speaking, he took out his mobile phone: "Exchange contact information, what's the name of auntie?"

The woman said, "Xiao Yuan." "Good name..."

Leaving the Wuhen Hotel, Zhang Yuanqing walked along the road towards Songhai, intending to walk a certain distance before taking a taxi.

The infrastructure in Jinshan City is far worse than that of Songhai, especially in the suburbs, where large trucks often drive, so there are cracks and slopes on the roadside.

"Ding Dong"

The phone in his pocket vibrated, Zhang Yuanqing stopped by the side of the road and took out his phone to check.

an unread message

[Have you heard the legend of the murder woman in white? It is said that she is an evil spirit wandering in a dream. Her image is that she is dressed in dirty white clothes, with disheveled hair and a kitchen knife in her hand. Her body is made up of different people's limbs, her face is facing behind, she always walks backwards..

[The murder woman in white wanders in her late-night dream, looking for a target to kill. When she decides who to kill, she will knock on the door of the other party at midnight, and then kill the target.

[The person who received this message, please forward it to the next person before midnight, otherwise the murder woman in white will come to you. 】

"What age is this, and this kind of spam that doesn't retweet Xxx?"

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly recalled the prank messages that were popular in a certain chat software group when he was in middle school. It was this format.

At this time, a taxi came.

He put the phone back in his pocket and reached out to stop the taxi. When he heard it was going to Songhai, the driver happily agreed.

Zhang Yuanqing returned to Songhai at 11:00 noon.

He originally planned to find a restaurant on the street to provide food and clothing, but suddenly it occurred to him that Mr. Fuji Yuan had increased the cost of lunch for each person by ten yuan in order to improve employee welfare.

Originally it was 30 yuan a meal.

Forty yuan, you can have a very good lunch. Immediately divert the driver to the Kangyang District Public Security Bureau.

Stepping into the door of the glass building, in the leisure area on the left, Guan Ya, Teng Yuan and Jiang Jingwei are sitting around the glass round table to eat.

Guan Ya eats elegantly, chews slowly, and her red and beautiful mouth is stained with oil, which is very attractive.

Fuji Yuanshi ate expressionlessly, his eyes were a little dull, and he lacked enthusiasm for life and food.

Jiang Jingwei was different. He devoured his food and could compete with the yellow-haired monkey.

This girl is obviously very beautiful, but unfortunately she is a fire teacher... Zhang Yuanqing sighed, ordered the civilian staff to prepare lunch for him, and then walked towards his teammates with a smile on his face, saying:

"Haha, I came just in time."

Guan Ya swallowed the food carefully, looked at Zhang Yuanqing who came over, and asked, "You have been a little lazy these days."

This is called the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked, ah no, it is in response to the leader's call! Zhang Yuanqing sat down beside the old Siji and said:

"I'm not lazy today, I went on a business trip."

"Huh?" Guan Ya expressed her doubts with a nasal voice. Zhang Yuanqing explained: "I found a thirty-year-old aunt, gave her a sum of money, and did some things.

Guan Ya said with a smile, "You have a good eye, an aunt in her thirties can teach you a lot of postures."

"If there is a chance, I would like to learn knowledge from Sister Guan Ya." Zhang Yuanqing said, seeing a red schoolbag at Jiang Jingwei's feet, and asked:

"Jingwei, are you not going to school?"

Jiang Jingwei raised his head and was taken aback: "Why are you here?

Crude fire teacher! Zhang Yuanqing repeated the question again.

"Oh, my dad said that work shouldn't delay study, so he asked me to bring homework to study. It just so happened that Sister Guan Ya and Teng Yuanshi can teach me how to do homework." The red-haired girl said cheerfully.

Guan Ya's face darkened.

Fuji Yuan's long expression seemed to be even more world-weary.

Teach you to do your homework? Zhang Yuanqing looked at the two colleagues with pity. Fuji Yuan even pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said:

"Yuanshi, you should be a college student. I think you can teach Jingwei to do homework. After all, Guan Ya and I have been away from campus for many years, and our studies are rusty."

"No need, I went to Yeji University, and I'm very bad at studying." Zhang Yuanqing declined, and quickly changed the subject, saying:

"Shi Chang, I can see that you don't seem to like work very much? Fuji Yuan Shi Chang was silent for a while, and said slowly:

"I realized a long time ago that the world is full of oppression, high taxes are the oppression of the government, and high-intensity work is the oppression of capital. I read poetry when I was young, my head hangs from the beam, and I don't dare to rest for a moment. like a dog.

"After entering society, you will face exploitation and oppression from all sides, and you will live like a donkey. Why do you have to live so tiringly in just a hundred years.

"I can't change others, but I can change myself."

So philosophical, no, no, this seems to be lying flat... Zhang Yuanqing heard it.

Teng Yuan sighed deeply: "After becoming a spiritual realm walker, I found out that the spiritual realm is also Gouhara."

. Zhang Yuanqing could only keep an embarrassed but polite smile.

After dinner, Zhang Yuanqing returned to the bedroom and closed the curtains. Sitting at his desk, he thought:

"The Palace Master of Stop Killing hasn't replied to me yet. It stands to reason that she has obtained a lot of information from Xiahoutian Wen. These are all clues to track down Dark Night Rose. Sing, Dark Night Rose herself knows this," the Palace Master said. However, she has to guard against the leader of the dark night Meixian coming to the door...

"Auntie Xiaoyuan took my money, she should be able to do things well, I hope she will have clues on her side... Xiao Doubi don't steal my aunt's underwear from me tomorrow, one piece is enough... "

"Snapped!"

He turned off the light and went to sleep.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Yuanqing was awakened by a long-lost headache, a mess of pictures flashed in his mind quickly, and his ears were full of meaningless noises.

Many of these pictures are the memory fragments accumulated by the spirit after becoming a night wandering **** ~www.wuxiamtl.com~.

Since becoming a spiritual practitioner, as his physique strengthened, he gradually said goodbye to the troubles of headaches, so much that he forgot to take medicine.

Zhang Yuanqing endured the pain like a split skull, pulled open the drawer on the bedside table, took out a small medicine bottle, poured out five or six blue pills, and Guotu swallowed it.

Then he threw himself on the bed and waited for the headache to pass. "Boom!"

At this moment, he heard a knock on the door.

Who, knocking on the door at night, Jiang Yuyi? Zhang Yuanqing sat up despite the pain, and looked at the electronic alarm clock on the bedside table, the time showed: 00:00

Twelve midnight.

PS: I got it out, 4,000 words, not bad. Diarrhea and vomiting today made me toss a bit empty. Sleep, sleep, by the way, ask for a month

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