Spirit Walker

【Tongtian Cult Master: Alright! 】

Zhang Yuanqing replied to the message with anticipation. Ten seconds later, the phone "ding" and the file was sent.

He couldn't wait to open the file, and the first thing he saw was a one-inch photo. The woman in the photo was about forty years old, beautiful and elegant, neither charming nor weak, with a simple and capable temperament.

However, she is not Chen Shu.

Zhang Yuanqing's first reaction was that Ryo Asano had found the wrong person. The Chen Shu on the information was not his mother, but a person with the same name and surname.

"No, the facial features are different, but the temperament is too similar. Chen Shu is such a stinky, self-righteous strong woman and little princess, who acts vigorously and aggressively."

It should be disguised, but is it necessary for an ordinary person to be disguised? Even if she has an intersection with the Spiritual Realm Walker, she is only a marginal figure.

Zhang Yuanqing continued to look down, and suddenly understood.

According to the data, Chen Shu is the professional manager of Jishishe, a non-governmental organization. He is apparently in charge of almost all the external publicity and business of Jishishe.

Tianfu thinks that Chen Shu is just a puppet on the bright side, because she is not a spiritual practitioner, but Tianpu has not yet checked the powerful behind.

Jishishe, the organization has confirmed two masters, fourteen saints, and several extraordinary ones. The strength exposed to the sun is already an A-level force. https://

On the Free Federation side, civil organizations are divided into four categories.

The order is ABCD, and the D-level has more than two extraordinary forces, most of which are gangsters. Class C is a power with more than two saints, mostly companies with good profitability. Class B is a power with a sixth-level saint and many fourth- and fifth-level saints, which are mostly seen in small capitals and financial groups.

Class A has the power of one or more masters.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at the information over and over again, and a thought echoed in his mind, is this my mother? This is really my mother? Sure enough, they still have the same name.

My mom can't be that awesome!

In the restaurant, there was a lot of noise, people flowed in and out, guests came in and out, and Zhang Yuanqing sat in the corner, dazed for a long time.

This is different from what he thought. In his concept, the mother is a wanderer who goes to the ocean to avoid the enemy with the clone that can resurrect the dead ghost father.

Relying on her intelligence and business acumen, as well as the common sense of spirit walkers she learned from her deceased husband, she successfully came into contact with the world of spirit walkers in a more enlightened area, and her business was not bad.

Essentially just an ordinary person.

But the Chen Shu in the data is far from being a fringe figure, he is simply the Da Song character in Jing Xiao's Spiritual Realm Walker, the leader of the bandit den.

Fortunately, Zhang Yuanqing will not panic when encountering things. He will post to Moments first and then talk about the old driver. He quickly calmed down and started to associate.

\"Chen Shu must be an ordinary person. There is no doubt about it. She is not a spiritual practitioner. The Palace Master will not hide it from me. The accuracy of the qualitative information provided by Heaven's Punishment is still very good.

"My mother is an ordinary person. It is impossible to form a large organization. There must be someone behind it to support it. If it can support an A-level organization, it must be an official or evil camp. What connections are there outside?"

"I see. It turned out to be you, Mr. President. This is an easy conclusion to draw. Mr. President meets almost all the conditions. He is the strong man behind Chen Shu, and Chen Shu is just his spokesperson."

In addition, Zhang Yuanqing also remembered something. Fu Xue once told him that Ji Shishe, a non-governmental organization in the Freedom Federation, was going to sponsor him, but Zhang Yuanqing resolutely refused.

So it was the old lady who wanted to give him pocket money?

Fu Xue and the old lady still know each other. Zhang Yuanqing, the real young man in the world, exited the chat software, then clicked on the bounty hunter app, and searched for tasks related to Jishishe in the silver and bronze reward lists.

This organization is a bit low-key. After searching for a long time, I didn't see any related tasks, but I was surprised to see a reward related to myself: investigate the murderer of the Rooster Bar.

Is this a mission issued by Heaven's Punishment, or the Bioalchemist Society? It's a pity that I can't take the silver-level task, otherwise I can play a wave of self-knife. Zhang Yuanqing put away his mobile phone, got up and walked to the cashier: \"Pay the bill."

In the afternoon, he took on two tasks, one was to collect debts, and the other was to clean up gang forces in a certain street in Queens.

After Zhang Yuanqing killed the gang members, he was deducted 200 points of morality by Lingjing.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the taxi he was in was stuck on the road during the rush hour.

"It's too congested. It's even more congested than Songhai. I knew I wouldn't take a taxi. I drove for half an hour for five kilometers. The bladders of office workers in Xinyue County are of high quality!" Zhang Yuanqing said in his heart that my bladder was fine. Not bad.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the school rental car finally arrived in Chinatown and drove into the main road.

On the way, Zhang Yuanqing saw a few police cars and an ambulance parked on the side of the road, as well as a vast crowd of ethnic Chinese stopping to watch, mixed with black and white chocolate.

Got into a fight? Zhang Yuanqing lowered the car window and looked out.

Because of the traffic congestion, the taxi was driving at a slow speed, and he happened to see two policemen coming from the building carrying a stretcher. The stretcher was covered with a white cloth, revealing a blue-black arm.

Um? This is a sign of corpse change Zhang Yuanqing immediately frowned, as a night wandering god, zombies, ghosts are within his domain.

The corpse on the stretcher was full of grievances, and the yin qi was stagnated in the flesh and blood. If the grievances were not removed and the yin qi was eliminated, it would become a corpse within three days.

Is anyone in Chinatown refining Yin corpses? The ambulance and the dining car were gradually left behind, Zhang Yuanqing looked away and did not continue to pay attention.

"Didi~"

Zhang Yuanqing keyed in the password, and when he returned home, he saw wearing yoga clothes, sitting on the soft cushion in the living room, performing a split-horse, exercising his body's flexibility.

The **** profession occasionally requires combat, and it is necessary to keep the body active through exercise.

"Master, have you eaten yet?" Annie raised her chest and raised her head, deliberately stretching her body, with words written all over her face: Look at me, look at me.

Annie has been working hard to create an ambiguous atmosphere recently, so that Mr. Yuanshi and herself can have a love affair, but the current Yuanshi Tianzun is not what it used to be. He can manipulate emotions at will and calm his desires easily.

The ability to charm was suppressed, and there was nothing she could do.

Sure enough, Zhang Yuanqing was immune to her temptation, and said with a domineering attitude!

"Annie, you can choose a charity organization tomorrow and donate one million federal coins to me. Today, if you kill a group of gangsters, the two hundred moral points will be gone."

After talking about the alliance, he entered the bedroom, locked the door, and closed the window. Zhang Yuanqing put the mobile phone on the desk, pulled out the chair and sat down, and dialed Guan Ya's video call.

The video rang for more than ten seconds, Guan Ya slowly connected Mei and soaked in the bathtub, revealing her silky shoulders like milk, staring at the camera.

"Your face is not good-looking, I want to see Yuanshi Tianzun." She frowned.

Zhang Yuanqing changed back to his own face and said with a smile, "Miss me?"

Guan Ya smiled and said: "I can't miss you, when I think about you, you are all a mosaic picture!"

She changed into a comfortable position, leaned on the edge of the bathtub, and hummed, "Boy, it's been so many days since you played video. Did the **** career in New York County make you linger?"

Zhang Yuanqing talked with him about his experiences in the past few days, about the mission of the bounty hunter, about the landlady's family, and talked for half an hour before Guan Ya got ready to take a shower before hanging up.

While his real girlfriend was taking a shower, Zhang Yuan made a video call to Aunt Magic again.

In the video, Xiaoyuan with a plain face and bright facial features appeared in Zhang Yuanqing's sight.

She is mature and glamorous, and the wind is still there, but there is a touch of sadness between her brows, like lilac after the rain.

The destruction of the hotel team remained in her heart like a wound that could not heal.

"At this time, we should be grateful for the time, because I miss you but dare not miss you." Zhang Yuanqing's tone and eyes were gentle.

Xiaoyuan's voice was soft and weak, "What?\"

"Because when I think about you, it's all a mosaic picture." Zhang Yuanqing said.

That icy and plain white face was suddenly like melting spring snow, with a touch of tenderness.

"How's your stay abroad?" After all, Xiaoyuan is not Guan Ya, so there is no way to race with him.

Zhang Yuanqing repeated the routine of the dialogue just now.

Xiaoyuan listened patiently, and when he finished speaking, she also told her lover about her recent situation. She and Kou Beiyue now settled in Songhai and became Fu Qingyang's informants.

They are now Avengers of the Shadows, following the trail of Nanpai and Nightrose.

"Beiyue has become calmer and quieter a lot, I'm glad to see him grow; although in this way." Madoka sighed in a low voice.

After chatting for more than ten minutes, the video call ended with Zhang Yuanqing's affectionate confession, and finally, he made a video call to stop killing the Palace Master.

Unlike Guan Ya and Xiao Yuan, they were connected in seconds. Zhang Yuanqing saw a red dress appear on the screen, and the Palace Master held his chin and stared at the camera with his eyes bent.

"Yeah, I just wanted to call you, do we have a good understanding?" Zhang Yuanqing squinted at the crescent moon under the mask, and snorted, "Palace Master, we Ming people don't speak dark words, I know you want to sleep with me." After finishing speaking, I don't want to give the palace lord the voice to continue molesting, I want to go the same way

"Didn't your teleportation scroll be given by the demigod president of the Merchant Guild?"

"It was given by your mother..." Palace Master Da Ying Da Qi Fangfang admitted.

"It was given by my mother, who gave birth to her?" Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice.

"I've been investigating Chen Shu recently, and I have some clues. Let me ask you, when I had a headache and Chen Shu took me abroad to see a doctor, did she ask the Merchant Guild for help?"

The palace lord smiled and said, "You already have the answer yourself."

Zhang Yuanqing thought for a while and said, "So the owner of the Jishi Society managed by Chen Shu is the president of the Merchant Guild behind the scenes."

The Palace Master nodded.

Zhang Yuanqiqing sighed: "I understand."

So my mother would know Mr. Bill from the Merchant Guild, so Mr. Bill has always been kind to him, and he sold the perfect human skin to him. "

Thinking about it now ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ is indeed unreasonable, even though he had already made his mark at that time, he was only Lu Chaofan after all, even if the Merchant Guild wanted to invest in him, it was impossible to directly invest in a causal item.

The president is not only an old acquaintance with Zhang Zizhen, but also Chen Shu's boss.

The relationship between the Merchant Guild and his family is deeper than imagined.

Three days passed in a flash.

Others were woken up by the alarm clock in the morning, but Zhang Yuanqing was woken up by the landlord's wife arguing in the morning.

He lifted the quilt and walked to the balcony barefoot, only to realize that he forgot to close the window last night.

Zhang Yuanqing poked his head out and saw the landlady's wife arguing with the owner and wife of the breakfast shop, one against two, with ease. She was wearing a nightgown, her waist was bent, and her saliva flowed gracefully, which was a beautiful scenery in Chinatown.

This is already Zhang Yuanqing's fourth time Mrs. Dong has quarreled with neighbors in the neighborhood. At first he would pay attention to the source of the quarrel, but later he found that the landlord's wife did not need a reason for the quarrel.

Cao Chao and Cao Qianxiu, who were in school uniforms when they were in a bad mood, stood aside eating melons and watching their mother dominate the situation.

Occasionally someone passed by, stayed for a while, and said a few words to add to the fun.

At this time, Cao Qianxiu raised her head and looked at Zhang Yuanqing.

She lowered her head, took out her phone, and edited the information.

A few seconds later, Zhang Yuanqing's cell phone dinged, and he went back to the bed and picked it up to have a look.

[Cao Qianxiu: At eight o'clock tonight, I will take you to do the trial task. If you pass the test, you will be a member of the Anti-Black and White Alliance. Remember to push everything away, and I will tell you about the content of the assessment when I get back from school. 】