The Elvis speaker made an electric sound, then went quiet.
Zhang Yuanqing sat in front of his desk in a daze, but something was boiling in his mind, with thousands of threads, turbulent waves, and a mess.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally broke away from the chaotic emotions, pinched his eyebrows and sighed: "Really, it turns out that even you are the slave of Judge Sly Eyes." After getting over the initial shock, the clues and details of the past were revealed to Zhang Yuanqing. I gathered it together in my mind and gradually pieced together the truth of the matter.
——The Demon Lord is the slave of Judge Cunning Eye, and he was controlled by Judge Cunning Eye when the Demon Lord was still very weak.
A certain audio clip from the past can prove that the Demon Lord has a mission to hunt down lawful walkers every month. Who issued the mission? Zhang Yuanqing didn't think about it before, but if the Demon Lord is a slave of the Cunning Eye Judge, then the logic makes sense. The Cunning Eye Judge is a big boss in the evil professional camp and is naturally opposed to the lawful camp.
It is reasonable to arrange for his "slaves" to suppress the lawful walkers in the area under his jurisdiction (the Eastern Branch of the Psionics Society).
Yuan Ting of the Taiyi Sect said that the Demon King is moody and has an unruly temperament. Lawful professions and evil professions are stewed together. This is because the Night Wandering God belongs to the lawful profession, and lawful ones kill lawful ones. If he meets someone with reputation, the demon will be killed. Your moral points will be deducted.
Therefore, the demon king wants to hunt down evil professions to ensure that he will not be wanted by the spiritual realm.
"When the Demon King was very weak, he was controlled by the Cunning Eye Judge. He struggled to survive and tried hard to find a way to release the control of the Holy Grail, until he was about to reach the top and finally saw hope.
"Then, together with Brother Bing, who is also a slave, we hunted down Judge Cunning Eyes. All the information I obtained before can verify this reasoning. The motives and logic are consistent." Zhang Yuanqing continued to think about it, and now he has figured out the truth about Demon Lord Hunter. The motive for killing Judge Cunning Eyes, combined with the mysterious man's suddenly ugly expression, led to a chilling speculation in his mind: The Demon Lord was a slave of Judge Cunning Eyes, so his identity information must be recorded on the roster.
If, if that mysterious man is a member of the Demon Lord, the purpose of tearing up a page of the roster is not to conceal Brother Bing's identity information, but it just so happens that Brother Bing and he are recorded on the same page.
"It shouldn't be. If the Demon Lord is not dead, how can Brother Bing get his character card? Speaking of which, Li Dongze once said that character cards are issued by the spiritual realm, but my character card was given by Brother Bing." Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing Suddenly my scalp became numb.
"If it's really the Demon King, then the reason why he didn't kill me is very scary. No, I have to confirm whether he is dead or not." Zhang Yuanqing rubbed his face, stabilized his mind, took out his notebook from the drawer, and wrote : "How do Spirit Walkers remove character cards?" "How do I get other people's character cards?" By figuring out these two questions, I can probably guess a lot of things, but I definitely can't ask the official, especially Fu Qingyang, he knows too much. Zhang Yuanqing turned the ballpoint pen and locked an object in his mind. Master Wuhen! The Traceless Master is an evil profession, a lineup that is completely separated from the lawful profession, and because the opponent belongs to the chaotic good camp, it will not be malicious or threatening to you, and the Traceless Master is of a high enough level.
It is better to ask him than to ask the master of the Palace of Killing.
Although the palace master is from the lawful camp, he can't resist her crazy criticism.
"If you have anything to do, you can go to Master Wuhen to show your face, give him a hug, and ask for the Dream Talisman in vain, unless he explicitly tells me not to go again." Zhang Yuanqing is still very proud of his social skills and shamelessness. confident.
After making up his mind, he put away the Elvis speaker, covered himself with a quilt, and fell asleep.
The next day, Zhang Yuanqing woke up to his grandmother's constant calls, lying on the bed and stretching his waist.
After a night's rest, the condition has been completely restored.
When he came to the living room, his cousin Chen Yuanjun had just finished breakfast. He took out a tissue and wiped his mouth. He nodded to his cousin and then said, "Grandma, I went to work." Zhang Yuanqing was stunned: "Brother, today is Sunday." Chen Yuanjun He said helplessly: "Something happened at the No. 3 Primary School. We are responsible for sealing off the scene and maintaining order. An old man died in the nearby community. I heard from my colleagues that he fell accidentally from the building, but the neighbor next door said that someone was fighting downstairs that night.
"The deceased's family believes that he was killed. They made a fuss at the Public Security Bureau early in the morning. There are a lot of things happening today." He was indeed killed. Hei Wuchang was stunned by the yelling. I couldn't save him in time. Zhang Yuanqing sighed silently.
The old men and women in Songhai have always been very angry. If they made them unhappy, I would even dare to point my nose at them and scold them. Unfortunately, I was unlucky and encountered a tough opponent like Hei Wuchang.
When Chen Yuanjun left for work, Zhang Yuanqing picked up the bun and took a bite. While eating, he asked: "Grandma, where is my aunt?" "She's sleeping in the house. It's Sunday and I'm too lazy to care about her." Grandma gave her grandson a piece of cake. Youtiao then took out a 500 note from his pocket and said, "Living expenses for next week." "Thank you, grandma." Zhang Yuanqing is a rich man with a net worth of 500,000 yuan, but he can't refuse the living expenses provided by his family. : Your grandson and I have been licking blood all day long, killing people and stealing goods, and now I am also a rich man.
Grandma proudly took a picture of the five hundred yuan and went to the balcony to water the flowers. At this time, my aunt, wearing a pink cotton pajamas with Pikachu printed on the chest, came out with slippers.
She squinted her eyes listlessly, her hair was messy and disheveled, showing a sense of laziness.
Speaking of which, although my aunt is a sweet and well-behaved type, her figure is still very good, and Pikachu has gained a lot of weight.
Jiang Yuyi sat down next to his nephew and shouted, "Mom, where's my porridge!" "You don't know how to go to the kitchen to serve it yourself?" Grandma scolded.
Jiang Yu'er said coquettishly: "Mom, don't you love me anymore?" "Get out!" "" She entered the kitchen dejectedly.
Zhang Yuanqing waited for his aunt to return with the porridge, and then asked: "We didn't play games last night, why did you sleep so late?" "Auntie is here!" "Auntie is here!" "Auntie of your family comes here twice a month. Time?" "Talk too much!" The aunt raised her hand and slashed her nephew's head with a fierce knife: "When will it be your turn as a junior to bully me in front of my aunt?" The aunt who had just finished showing off her power. His grandson cut his hands behind his back and pushed him down on the dining table.
Zhang Yuanqing glanced at his aunt's raised butt, and an uncontrollable thought flashed through his mind: Such a beautiful butt, it would be a pity not to have a pig tail. Damn it! He cursed in his heart, immediately let go of his aunt, and sat upright.
Jiang Yuyi, who was about to call his mother to show her how his nephew bullied him, was stunned for a moment: "Why are you so scared?" Zhang Yuanqing sneered: "Woman, you can no longer attract me." Then, he said in his heart Tears added: The sow has gradually come into my sight. "Are you going shopping later?" Jiang Yuyi said.
"No, I have something to do in the morning. I'll check the time in the afternoon." In the dim room, the orange desk lamp gave off a weak light.
In front of the brown solid wood desk, the burly man made a "pop" sound, pulled out the cork of the glass test tube, and drank the pale golden liquid in one gulp.
He let out a contented sigh, and the sword marks and claw marks all over his body healed quickly without leaving any scars.
Then, the fire master looked at the black-robed Protector who was standing by the window watching the rain, and said in a deep voice: "I just received the news that Hei Wuchang was killed, and the Holy Grail has fallen into the hands of the Songhai branch. The Protector, We have no chance." The Great Protector by the window watched the rain quietly. After a long silence, his voice was hoarse: "Who killed Hei Wuchang?" The fire master snorted coldly: "Yuanshi Tianzun, according to the official database, he just obtained A-level meritorious service, hehe, A-level meritorious service. I remember that in order to become an elder, in addition to being of sufficient level, one must also be at least A-level. If Hei Wuchang hadn't killed him, why would he have received A-level merit?" The Great Protector said: "Find a way Kill him, and in addition, release the news that Hei Wuchang was killed and the roster fell into the hands of the Five Elements Alliance to stimulate the fallen on the roster." At 9:30 in the morning, Zhang Yuanqing walked into "Wuhen" with a backpack on his back and a smile on his face. "Hotel" lobby, go straight to the front desk.
"Aunt Xiaoyuan, I'm here again." Zhang Yuanqing came to the front desk.
The gorgeous aunt in a burgundy suit and white shirt glanced at him and said lightly: "What happened this time?" "I came here to thank Aunt Xiao Yuan for her help last time. Hei Wuchang has been killed, and the Holy Grail incident has been solved. ." Zhang Yuanqing said, opened the zipper of his backpack, took out a wad of banknotes, and placed it at the front desk: "This is one hundred thousand, the extra fifty thousand is my personal wish." "Hei Wuchang is dead?" Aunt Xiaoyuan raised her eyebrows. Pick, surprise flashed in his cold eyes, followed by fear.
The Five Elements Alliance's ability exceeded her expectations. In such a short period of time, they found Hei Wuchang and killed him.
She frowned her delicate eyebrows and said, "I remember that the person in charge of this matter was Fu Qingyang, the deacon of Kangyang District and the White Tiger Soldier." Zhang Yuanqing: "It was him, but I was the first to blame for this incident." Xiao Yuan was direct Ignoring his words, Xiao Yuan ignored his words in her heart and became more and more afraid of Fu Qingyang.
Immediately, she turned her attention to the thick pile of cash, and after a moment of silence, she accepted one hundred thousand.
A group like them living in a crack is limited by their moral values, hunted by official practitioners, and has extremely limited sources of income. Their lives cannot be said to be tight, but they are definitely not rich. A lack of funds will cause great inconvenience.
Maintaining channels, gathering information, trading, etc. all require money.
Spiritual practitioners also need to live.
Seeing Aunt Xiaoyuan accept the money, Zhang Yuanqing immediately said: "Actually, I have another unkind invitation." Aunt Xiaoyuan's heart sank.
"I want to meet Master Wuhen." Zhang Yuanqing said sincerely.
Xiao Yuan lowered her head to look at the money in her hand, her eyes twitched, and she said with a cold face: "Wait a moment! I can only ask for you. Whether you see me or not is Master Wuhen's business." After that, he stepped on his high heels, Go to the elevator.
A few minutes later, the elevator went down and Aunt Xiaoyuan returned, nodded and said, "Go!" Zhang Yuanqing took the elevator to the fourth floor and stopped in front of the second door on the left, which was room "404".
He took hold of the door handle and gently turned it open.
The scenery in front of me twisted like water waves, the door disappeared, the hotel corridor turned into a simple and spacious hall, the red carpet under my feet turned into mottled stone bricks, and under the caisson with paintings of gods and Buddhas in the sky, there was a golden Buddha, holding flowers and lowering his eyebrows, with an expression of compassion. It seems majestic and cold.
Zhang Yuanqing put his hands together and saluted the figure on the futon: "Master Wuhen." "What's the matter?" A low, misty voice echoed with pain.
"Junior has two doubts and would like to ask the master for advice." Zhang Yuanqing said: "Spiritual Realm Walker, how can I unbind the character card without dying? How can I get other people's character cards?" Master Wuhen pondered for two or three seconds, then slowly He said slowly: "For any spiritual walker, only death can unbind the character card. Even the five leaders of the Five Elements Alliance, the supreme leader of the evil organization, are no exception.
"As for how to get other people's character cards, I have never heard of this method, but based on my humble knowledge, there must be a prerequisite, and that is that you are in the spiritual realm." Even the five alliance leaders can't remove the character cards? With the level and status of Master Wuhen, he must be confident if he dares to say this.
So the Demon Lord is really dead? You can only get other people's character cards in the spirit realm. I can understand this, because after the traveler dies, the spirit realm will recycle the character card. If you want to "intercept", you must be in the spirit realm.
Master Wuhen didn't know such a method, but Brother Bing did it. Zhang Yuanqing thought for a moment and then asked: "The soul of the high-level night wandering god is immortal. Is it possible to fake death?" "It is impossible to cancel the character card by fake death. If the character card is lifted, it is certain. Dead." Master Wuhen said.
Hearing this, Zhang Yuanqing's suspicions were shaken.
The leader of the Taiyi Sect said that the Demon King was dead, and Master Wuhen also said that removing the character card meant death. Is his reasoning more reliable than the insights of the two bosses? Obviously impossible! But if the mysterious man is not the Demon King, who is he? Zhang Yuanqing sighed inwardly and said, "Thank you, Master, for clarifying my doubts." Master Wuhen said calmly: "You and I are in different camps, and you are a member of the official organization. It is better not to have any contact with each other in the future. The Five Elements Alliance's physical examination is not a fake. Don't make a mistake." Sure enough, Zhang Yuanqing, whose thick thighs were not so huggable, smiled bitterly and said: "I understand." After the words fell, the scenery in the hall showed illusory special effects little by little, and finally disappeared.
He returned to the door of Room 404.
Alas, Little Green Tea's dream charm has not been used, and she is not an official member. Sometimes in the future, she can be asked to explore the way. If she refuses, I have already thought of the reasons - don't you feel sorry for your brother? Taking the elevator back to the lobby, Zhang Yuanqing said goodbye and left. Aunt Xiaoyuan suddenly called out and said, "Did something happen to you recently?" Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, feeling happy in his heart, but said calmly on the surface: "What should I say?" He thought to himself, could Aunt Madoka see something? Xiao Yuan pondered for a moment and said: "The first time you saw me, you looked at my breasts three times, my face twice, and my legs five times. When you saw me the second time, you looked at my face once, my breasts four times, and my legs six times. "Legs" Zhang Yuanqing interrupted in shock: "Auntie, I don't have any, don't accuse me unjustly. You evil profession likes to spray blood on people?" Aunt Xiaoyuan said calmly: "But this time you came here, you only looked at my legs once Face.
"Your spirit body is polluted. Although it is not deeply polluted, and the polluted part will not have a great impact on your character, it corresponds to 'desire'." Zhang Yuanqing swallowed his saliva and said tentatively: "Are you?" Aunt Xiaoyuan said calmly: "Level 5 witchcraft master." Zhang Yuanqing's attitude changed, as if someone suffering from an old illness had found a good doctor, and he spoke very quickly: "Auntie Xiaoyuan, I I recently got a tool from the Gu Master profession. The price of it is that it will gradually change sexual orientation. No, it is species orientation. To be honest, when I look at my aunt today, I feel that it is a pity that she is not a pig.
"But I didn't use it, I just put it in the inventory." Aunt Madoka's eyes showed pity: "The price of some props is that they affect slowly, but they will not stop, but what you put in the inventory By that time, it will already recognize you as its master, and its influence will be produced.
“The cost of some props is visible and intuitive. You pay after using them and don’t need to think about them before using them.
"The degeneration of the Gu Master profession belongs to the former." Zhang Yuanqing was frightened when he heard this, and immediately said: "Auntie, I plan to sell it to you cheaply." Aunt Xiaoyuan sneered: "What do I want it for? Gradually I became sexually interested in boars. "?" Keep it to yourself.
Zhang Yuanqing looked desperate.
Zhang Yuanqing walked out of the hotel, troubled by how to deal with the "scarecrow".
This item is undoubtedly very powerful. Even the red dancing shoes can be stained and corroded. When fighting at the same level, it is equivalent to a strategic-level weapon.
But the price is really unbearable. Hei Wuchang is an evil profession. He is so bad that he doesn't care about changing the species orientation. The reason why Aunt Madoka doesn't want it is probably because she doesn't think she is evil and has a good heart.
Therefore, we would rather give up the opportunity to strengthen ourselves.
I also have a good heart! Zhang Yuanqing thought: "I can hand it over to the organization in exchange for props." Just as he was thinking about it, his phone rang and Fu Qingyang called.
"Hello, Centurion?"
Zhang Yuanqing answered the phone.
"Come to my place. The branch's reward for you has been determined. In addition to merit and bonuses, the elders have decided to reward you with two props. Choose two from the ten props."
Fu Qingyang's voice was still cold, but to Zhang Yuanqing's ears, he sounded like a boy giving money.
"Okay Centurion!" Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed.
