Spirit Walker

Yes, I almost forgot about that kid.

Li Dongze's words reminded the captains that in the Lingjing team in Kangyang District, they had already recruited a night wandering god, so there was no need to borrow someone from Taiyimen.

Dajiba's face was filled with joy, and he immediately said, "Then what are you waiting for, hurry up to contact that kid, so you still have to cultivate your own night wandering god, and you are the most reliable at critical moments."

The other captains frowned.

Dajiba's words make sense. Although Taiyimen's Yeyoushen has always been very cooperative in business affairs, he is an outsider after all, and it is definitely not as convenient for his own use.

Li Dongze glanced at Fu Qingyang, saw that he nodded slightly, immediately took out his mobile phone and walked out of the conference room.

"I'll contact him."

.........

After finishing the morning professional class, Zhang Yuanqing carried his schoolbag and left the classroom. In the afternoon class, he planned to escape and go to the office of the second team of Lingjing Squad in Kangyang District.

In the future, the focus of interpersonal communication, etc., will be transferred to the Spirit Realm team.

Zhang Yuanqing does not like school very much, and is not very interested in learning. The young people in Songhai have a kind of laziness from the bottom of their hearts, lack of wolf temperament, and lack of effort.

There are only two kinds of people in this world who can fight hard. One is to cultivate positive habits since childhood, and the other is to be forced by life.

After becoming a spiritual practitioner, Zhang Yuanqing finally regained his long-lost fighting spirit.

First, it was forced by life, and second, it was able to fulfill the dream of a young man to travel around the rivers and lakes with swords.

The spiritual realm is full of danger and weirdness, but once you taste the sweetness, you will no longer be willing to be a mortal.

When I came downstairs, I was about to brush a shared bicycle when the phone in my pocket rang.

Li Dongze called.

"How long?" Zhang Yuanqing answered.

"Where are you now?" Li Dongze spoke very quickly, straight to the point.

"in school."

"Songhai University, right? I'll ask Guan Ya to come and pick you up now."

pick me up? Zhang Yuanqing heard the urgency in Li Dongze's tone, and asked tentatively, "What's the matter?"

"A colleague was killed. We need Yeyoushen to devour the spiritual body and obtain the other party's memory. Well, this is all right for you." Li Dongze asked uneasy.

Eh, it should be possible... Zhang Yuanqing said, "Let me try?"

It is not difficult to devour spiritual bodies. This is the innate skill of Yeyoushen, and his brain tells him that he can, but in terms of reading memory, after all, he has never really swallowed spiritual bodies, and he has no experience, so he can't guarantee it.

"That's it." Li Dongze didn't say more and hung up the phone.

Zhang Yuanqing put away his mobile phone and walked to the school gate on foot.

A few minutes later, he stopped at the school gate and silently waited for Guan Ya to pick him up. At the same time, Zhang Yuanqing noticed a girl in a long pleated skirt standing on the roadside carrying a brand-name bag, like a roadside not far away. is waiting.

Xu Yingying?

Zhang Yuanqing took a few glances at the "class flower". The other party's clothes were very particular. Bracelets, necklaces, earrings, bags... all seemed to be of great value, which was very different from most of the female classmates in the school.

Girls from ordinary families can't wear this feeling.

Aware of Zhang Yuanqing's gaze, Xu Yingying smiled lightly, while raising her hair and straightening her waist, she put on the most moving gesture, and she felt a little sense of superiority in her heart.

This boy looks quite good, so she subconsciously showed her beauty.

But now she is no longer in the same world as ordinary college students, so she is full of superiority in her heart.

This decoration of myself is worth the living expenses of an ordinary college student for one year.

At this moment, Xu Yingying saw a blue sports car approaching and slowly stopped at the school gate.

The woman driving the car was dressed in a smart white shirt and sunglasses, so she couldn't see her face clearly, but with her fair and pointed jaw and the corners of her mouth as delicate as carvings, it was not difficult to see that she was a high-value beauty.

Xu Yingying pursed her lips, changed her posture, and turned the logo of the famous brand bag toward the sports car.

At the same time, she saw Zhang Yuanqing trot close to the sports car, opened the door and got into the car.

The rich woman stepped on the gas pedal and walked away with the little milk dog.

Xu Yingying opened her mouth, her face full of surprise.

For a while, it was unclear whether this male classmate was a low-key son of a rich family, or whether he was his own counterpart—a seafood businessman and a steel ball businessman.

.........

Kangyang District Public Security Bureau, morgue.

Zhang Yuanqing stood beside the morgue, lifted the white cloth, and a tragic corpse appeared in front of him.

The body of the deceased was covered with bruises and knife marks, and the wounds on his chest were opened, shocking.

If Zhang Yuanqing had seen such a corpse two days ago, Zhang Yuanqing would definitely feel physically unwell, but having experienced the beatings of the mountain temple, the corpse was no longer able to make his heart feel too turbulent.

"It's time to start."

Li Dongze leaned on a cane and said expectantly from the side.

Zhang Yuanqing nodded. He examined Zhao Yingjun's corpse and felt that the spirit remaining in this cold corpse was gradually becoming active and recovering.

The breath of the night wandering **** has a fatal attraction to the spiritual body, and can wake up the sleeping spirit.

He silently mobilized the power of the yin in his body, the whites of his eyes and pupils were covered with a layer of pure black, he stretched out his hand, and grabbed a hand towards Zhao Yingjun's body.

Grabbing an illusory figure.

This figure has Zhao Yingjun's facial features, but his expression is dull and his eyes are empty.

After a person dies, the consciousness dissipates by 90%, and the spiritual body becomes so sluggish. If the consciousness dissipates, of course, the memory will also be incomplete, and only some obsessive memories will remain.

The memory before death is often impressive, and it is very close to death, so it will be preserved.

After catching the spirit body, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly had a desire to "eat", he opened his mouth naturally and took a breath.

Zhao Yingjun's spiritual body turned into blue smoke and floated into his mouth.

There was a burst of pain between the eyebrows, and the consciousness seemed to expand, and there were many things that didn't belong to him.

........

Zhang Yuanqing heard a low sobbing sound, a whining sound of 'woo woo', and a vicious and gloomy voice sounded in his ears:

"I don't have much patience, you'd better answer obediently."

Knowing that he was reading the last memory of the spirit body, he slowly "opened" his eyes, and the surrounding scenery became clear. This was a large suite with gorgeous decoration.

He fell down on the big soft bed, with no strands on his body~www.wuxiamtl.com~ scattered on the ground, discarding his clothes, trousers, and women's underwear.

Not far from her side, at the head of the bed, curled up a young woman, also naked, with long white and tender legs, a tight belly, and a tall and straight chest, all of which showed her youthful and proud curves.

The sobbing was coming from her.

woman? Naked? Such a scene made Zhang Yuanqing stunned for a while, and he wondered why he didn't explain the situation of the crime scene clearly, how could he let me see pictures that are not suitable for children, I was still a child...

Following the deceased's perspective, he looked at the person beside the bed, it was a man with a ferocious face, with a half-finger-length scar on his left cheek, sparse eyebrows, and a fierce and gloomy gaze.

He held a shiny willow blade in his hand.

Murderer...... Zhang Yuanqing stared at this face, and took note of the appearance.

At this point, his mission is half completed.

The man pointed the tip of the knife to "Zhang Yuanqing"'s chest and said viciously:

"Where is the Holy Grail, where is the roster?"

He seemed to have asked this question many times, his expression full of impatience, his eyes surging with murderous intent.

"I don't know, I really don't know... I beg you to let me go." Zhang Yuanqing heard his voice begging for mercy.

The man squatted beside the bed, completely lost his patience, rubbed his face tiredly, and muttered:

"Give you a chance, you're useless, give you a chance, you're useless..."

Saying that, he pushed the tip of the willow blade into the chest of 'Zhang Yuanqing'.

Severe pain came, and his consciousness instantly blurred. Zhang Yuanqing slumped on the ground limply. He saw the man unfasten his trouser belt, grab the ankle of the beautiful woman, and pull it hard towards him.

The picture came to an abrupt end when the woman screamed.