Hallucinated?
Zhang Yuanqing stood there with a stiff face. His first reaction was that he was hearing hallucinations. The whispers in his ears were not real, but that he was affected by some kind of force and had auditory hallucinations. After all, it was impossible for outsiders to know his father's name, so the most likely possibility was that the whisper in his ears came from his heart.
But why is it my father's name? If it is a power similar to illusion that affects me, it must be what I long for most in my heart. I don't long for father's love. I only have the impression of my father who has been dead for many years. ...·...When Zhang Yuanqing was puzzled, Fu Qingyang in front noticed something unusual about him, and said in an extremely serious tone: "Don't stop, let's go!"
The centurion's voice contained convincing power. Zhang Yuanqing's mind cleared and distracting thoughts disappeared.
He held his breath and concentrated, ignoring the whispers in his ears, and strode towards the zoo gate following the figure in the white suit.
"Zhang Zizhen, you are leaving again, you treacherous villain..."
The whispers in her ears suddenly sounded sad and plaintive, like a resentful woman who had been abandoned.
Zhang Yuanqing tensed up his nerves, silently recited "My heart is as clear as ice and I won't be surprised when the sky falls", quickened his pace, and finally followed Fu Qingyang out of the zoo gate. Suddenly, the whisper in his ears disappeared.
Zhang Yuanqing didn't dare to stay or look back, and went straight to the luxury car. He waited until the car started and drove far away before he dared to look back. It was dark, and the outline of the zoo was looming in the darkness, making it quiet and eerie. "call!
Zhang Yuanqing let out a sigh of relief and thought to himself that Elder Dog's zoo is too evil, right?
Fu Qingyang sat on the large soft chair, his eyes were a little surprised and a little solemn, and he said: "What did you hear?" Zhang Yuanqing said, "A name that shouldn't be mentioned, Centurion, I doubt it." I'm under an illusion. I just don't know who cast the illusion on me." Fu Qingyang picked up a half-smoked cigar, lit it himself, and exhaled thick white smoke, saying: "The basis of illusion is to detonate emotions, and target The weakest part of the human heart is the name you heard, is it the flaw in your soul?
The core ability of the illusionist is actually to attract and tease the target's emotions, and to be able to see the target's inner weaknesses at a glance. Therefore, the saint-level illusionist (dream master) is also called the inner demon.
Zhang Yuanqing's expression froze and he shook his head slowly.
Fu Qingyang puffed out white smoke: "Then it's not an illusion." It's not an illusion... Zhang Yuanqing's doubts were verified, but he was not happy at all. He said in a low voice: "If the voice I heard is not an illusion, then, who is it?" Are you talking to me? Could it be that there were zoo staff or some animals hidden around just now?" Fu Qingyang denied him again: "No, there was nothing around just now." This was the judgment of a scout.
Zhang Yuanqing fell into silence. Fu Qingyang took a long puff of cigar, exhaling dense white smoke, and said: "Excluding the staff and animals, and then excluding the dog elders, it is actually obvious who is speaking." He looked at Zhang Yuanqing , with an unusually low tone: "The zoo is a regular prop, a prop with self-awareness. "It's impossible for Zhang Yuanqing to not understand this. What was whispering in my ear was the "zoo" itself? Does it know my dad?
My dad is...a spiritual traveler?!
Zhang Yuanqing lowered his head to hide his slightly twisted expression.
This conclusion shocked him so much that it was difficult to accept it for a while.
If my dad was a spirit walker, he wouldn't have died in a car accident that year. How could a spirit walker die in such a miserable way... The zoo knew him. He had a connection with the zoo during his lifetime. Maybe he was the previous owner of this rule-based prop?
Then his level must be very high. The zoo whispered in my ear, obviously thinking that I was my father. It recognized the wrong person? How did it judge that I was Zhang Zizhen? Appearance? Breath? Bloodline? Character card?
The first thing to rule out is appearance. My dad and I cannot look exactly the same. The character card belongs to Mo Jun. Mo Jun and my dad were not from the same period. Are they of the same blood?
The zoo is a prop for the wood demon profession. The wood demon has reproduction and life-related abilities. It is reasonable to kill people by blood... Zhang Yuanqing's thinking became clearer and clearer. At the same time, he thought about the headache that he could not find the disease. After meeting Mr. Bill, Only then did I realize that the cause was a trauma to the soul. But the problem is that he is an ordinary person, and his world and the world of spiritual realm practitioners are two parallel lines that do not intersect. How could He De suffer such an injury? Now he understands.
Although the cause of the injury is still unknown, it at least shows that he is not unrelated to the spiritual world. There is a spiritual practitioner in his family background.
What about my mother? She is also a spiritual practitioner?
Zhang Yuanqing recalled how anxious and helpless his mother was when he suddenly suffered from a strange illness. If she were a spiritual practitioner, she would not act so anxious and panicked. But she quickly found the medicine for me to heal soul wounds, which shows that she has a way. So although she is not a spiritual practitioner, she knows about the existence of spiritual practitioners and even made some connections...·.
Zhang Yuanqing pieced together the context of the matter bit by bit by connecting details. In addition, he suddenly thought, as the current owner of the zoo, would Elder Dog have anything to do with his father?
"Centurion!" Zhang Yuanqing retracted his thoughts, "How did Elder Dog get this rule-type item? Is there one rule-type item per person?" Fu Qingyang flicked the cigar ashes and always asked questions about his close subordinates. Answer: "I can't check the elder's information. As for the matter of one per capita... Fu Qingyang looked at him.
Zhang Yuanqing found the answer in the centurion's mediocre but mediocre king's contempt.
The luxury car continued to drive, and halfway, Zhang Yuanqing sent a message to Xiao Green Tea, asking the Master of the Killing Palace to meet at the same place.
Then he asked Fu Qingyang for a cigar, but he didn't smoke it, just held it in his hand. He was in a daze in silence. When the cigar was almost extinguished, he took a puff. On the street at four o'clock in the morning, Zhang Yuanqing was wearing a mask and a cap, and the sound of footsteps echoed lonely.
The door of the cafe across the street from the Sheriff's Department is open, and bright lights shine on the street through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making it the only open store on this street.
Zhang Yuanqing opened the door of the cafe with ease and saw the beautiful figure in a red dress standing at the front desk.
She concentrated on making coffee and said softly: "Go sit aside and wait for me for a few minutes." These words sounded so familiar... Zhang Yuanqing grunted and randomly picked a table and sat down.
Not long after, the Mistress of the Killing Palace came over with two cups of coffee. She put the coffee on the table, held up her chin, stared at it, and said with a smile: "You are looking for me more and more frequently. Do you miss me?"
Why does she always like to tease me... Zhang Yuanqing picked up the cup, took a sip of coffee, and suddenly frowned.
"Pure coffee?" He hates drinking pure coffee because it is bitter and sour. The Master of the Killing Palace showed a sly smile. Zhang Yuanqing sighed and said: "Palace Master, you are like this cup of coffee I drink." What do you mean?" Palace Master Zhizhi turned his eyes and said with a smile: "Although it is bitter, it is full of attraction?" "No. , It's neither sweet nor milky!" Zhang Yuanqing finished laying the groundwork, said hurtful words, and took the opportunity to retaliate.
The raised corners of the Killing Palace Master's mouth suddenly froze, and the eyes under the mask stared at him. Zhang Yuanqing changed the topic and said in a deep voice: "I went to see the magic eye tonight. Elder Dog asked him the inside story of the Chu family's annihilation. He met me by name." He dared to risk his own life to ridicule crazy criticism. He has the confidence to do so. .
Sure enough, the Master of the Killing Palace immediately forgot about the coffee, his breathing suddenly became rapid, his body leaned forward violently, his bright eyes stared at Zhang Yuanqing, and said: "What's the gain?" Zhang Yuanqing rarely saw her lose her composure, and said seriously:
"The ones who took the lead in destroying the Chu family were the Ghost Blade Heavenly King and the Extermination Heavenly King. Shura personally gave the order. "Shura..." The Master of the Killing Palace thought for a moment and slowly shook his head: "The Chu family and Bishop Bing are in the south and north, and there is no grudge or grudge. , but if the camps are in opposition, it is not enough for Shura to personally issue an order to massacre the Chu family.
Zhang Yuanqing immediately relayed the words of the Demon Eye King.
The Master of the Killing Palace was like a sculpture, and did not move for a long time. After a while, he whispered: "That's it..." She raised her eyes and looked at Zhang Yuanqing, with strange emotions flashing in her eyes, and said softly: "Thank you, please do it for me." I have untied the knot that has been in my heart for many years." The reason why the Chu family was destroyed has always been a knot that she could not untie in her heart. After more than twenty years, she finally understood the cause and effect. Zhang Yuanqing said: "If the palace master seeks revenge from the Night Rose, he must know who the enemy is. Do you understand the properties of that regular item?" The master of the killing palace picked up the tea cup, pressed his red lips on the rim of the white cup, and took a sip. After taking a sip, she put down the tea cup and recalled: I have not personally checked the properties of that item, but the tribesmen who took me to Songhai told me that that item can bring the dead back to life, whether it is the annihilation of the soul or the shattering of bones. resurrection. "Its name is the Mother Goddess's Womb, and it is one of the top rules-based props in the musician profession. To use it, you must meet two conditions. First, the blood of the resurrected must be prepared in advance. It must be full of active blood, and the weight is also required. "It's not just a drop of blood, but I don't know how much is needed." Second, it requires a descendant of the resurrected person or a loved one as a sacrifice, an equal exchange.
"As long as these two conditions are met and the prop rules are triggered, the resurrected person can be reborn from the mother god's womb. No one can stop it, including the spirit realm." "It also has a limit. Once resurrected from the mother god's womb, it will last forever. It can no longer be used. A person only has one chance, just like no one can go back to his mother's belly and do it again. Zhang Yuanqing listened silently and said: "What does active blood mean?"
The Master of the Killing Palace explained:
"After death, a spiritual walker will return to the spiritual realm, which means that all abilities are taken back by the spiritual realm. Therefore, the blood before life and after death are different. The blood after death cannot resurrect the physical body of a spiritual walker.
"You can understand that active blood must be the blood of life." Zhang Yuanqing nodded: "Based on the rules for using props, it can be inferred that the leader of Dark Night Rose has anticipated his own death, so he did it in advance Easy to deploy." "This is inevitable." The master of the Killing Palace frowned and said: "What do you want to say?" Zhang Yuanqing spoke eloquently: "From the prophecy of the Bright Compass, it is not difficult for us to know that Shura chose to invest in the leader of the Dark Night Rose. , and that was twenty-one years ago.
"The leader of Dark Night Rose at that time must have a certain level and status in the world. It is impossible for Shura to invest in rotten fish and shrimps. Then, we only need to find out which famous figures were famous twenty or even thirty years ago. Is it possible to identify the leader of the Dark Night Rose through the elimination method?" The Master of the Killing Palace suddenly lit up his eyes and added in a rather excited tone: "Taiyimen is the largest organization of night wanderers in the world, both private and official. That's fine, as long as it's a gifted night wandering god, they will definitely notice it and register it." Through this line, we can further lock in the identity of the leader of the Dark Night Rose. She suddenly frowned: "It's just that although the Taiyi Sect and the Five Elements Alliance are both official organizations, they are not of the same mind. If you go to investigate this matter through the Five Elements Alliance, they will notice it." By then, maybe the Taiyi Sect will give you some random information. The valuable information was perfunctory, and then I investigated secretly.
This made a wedding dress for someone.
Of course, it's okay for Taiyi Sect to investigate, but most likely they won't disclose the information to them.
Unless we can develop a downline in Taiyi Sect! Zhang Yuanqing had no good solution for a while and said: "We will consider this matter in the long run."
The Master of the Killing Stop Palace nodded slightly: "The most important thing for you now is the arena competition. You don't need to focus on these places." After a pause, she suddenly asked: "The Demon Eye King must have a purpose when he sees you. You didn't say it just now." "
Zhang Yuanqing avoided looking at her. The Master of Zhisha Palace's heart sank, and he frowned and said, "Say!" Zhang Yuanqing said helplessly:
He did have a purpose when he saw me. He cursed me and cursed me to become like him. Elder Dog checked my body afterwards, but was unable to find out where the curse was hidden. As soon as he finished speaking, his shoulder was held down by the Master of the Killing Palace. Immediately, there was a tingling sensation on my skin. When I looked sideways, I saw the Palace Master’s small white hands. Seeing it, countless squirming red threads crawled out and wormed their way into his body like parasites.
After a while, the red line retracted into the main body of the palace. She released her palm and gritted her teeth:
"Sure enough, I can't find anything unusual..." Death is not a pity for this evil eye. You shouldn't see him. Zhang Yuanqing looked solemn and said: "This is a matter of concern to the palace master. I think the risk is worth it." The Master of the Killing Palace was stunned for a moment. Seeing her in a daze, Zhang Yuanqing stopped, stood up and said, "Don't worry about the curse, just take it one step at a time. Palace Master, I'm leaving first."
Without waiting for her response, Zhang Yuanqing walked out of the cafe. After walking a certain distance, he looked back and found that the lights in the cafe were still on. Unlike the previous times, the lights in the cafe were turned off as soon as he left.
"The last wave of operations was okay. It not only claimed credit, but also stopped, leaving her to slowly savor it. Although Lingjun is garbage, his method of dealing with women is really superb." "I can clearly feel her attitude towards me. It's getting better...Zhang Yuanqing is drifting away.
At nine o'clock the next day, he opened the official forum on time and checked the news.
Youfeng Laiyi is right. Today’s group competition has indeed been cancelled. The official posted a notice on the forum: #due to recent adjustments to the competition, today’s group competition is cancelled. It seems that the headquarters really plans to adjust the competition mode...·Zhang Yuanqing is not worried. Anti-joy, for him, this is a good thing.
He didn't dare to talk about a one-on-one fight, but when it came to dungeons, Zhang Yuanqing was still very confident.
[Bai Long: I heard from Yuan Ting that the official plan is to throw the top eight players into the dungeon. We are currently discussing what difficulty level is appropriate for the dungeon.
[Please call me Queen: Ah, I heard about it yesterday, but I’m not sure. Even the loudspeakers of the Taiyi Sect say this, so it’s probably true. Now that's good, Yuanshi Tianzun will definitely get the first place. 】
[Lai Ri Fang Chang: @Please call me queen, do you think there is a possibility that the other seven contestants will join forces and eliminate Yuanshi Tianzun first. 1 Lai Ri Fang Chang always badmouths me, but what he says every time has some truth to it. The players who can reach the top eight are all smart people. The dungeon is not an arena competition. It is impossible to expect them to be fair and impartial. I really have to be careful. one time
Zhang Yuanqing checked the comments for a while and then exited the forum. Since he didn't have to play in the group arena today, he wanted to find something to do.
He hesitated for a long time between finding Madoka and finding his mother. If my dad is really a spiritual walker, then she has hid a lot of things from me, which is understandable. After all, the existence of a spiritual walker is a supernatural phenomenon, which is difficult to explain. Besides, I was an ordinary college student before, so what’s the point of saying that?
If I tell her that I have become a spiritual practitioner, she might be able to tell me about the past and tell me how I got the headache.
It's best to wait until she gets back to talk to her in person. If the conversation on the phone isn't pleasant and she hangs up, I won't be able to do anything to her. Moreover, in person, I can observe her with the help of my clairvoyant glasses. Zhang Yuanqing chose to go see her. Madoka.
Follow the advice given by the life coach, while strengthening the relationship with Aunt Madoka, and at the same time understand what kind of trouble she encountered.
Wuhen Hotel, strong cold wind blows.
Madoka stood straight at the front desk, her bright face expressionless and cold, without any warm smile to greet her.
In one morning, the hotel only welcomed two groups of guests, one of which had hourly rooms. Business is quite miserable.
There are two major considerations when choosing a hotel location. One is the nature of the business district where the location is located, and the other is the convenience of transportation.
Airports, high-speed rail stations, tourist attractions, business centers, schools, etc., all fit the above two categories.
Wuhen Hotel is a small hotel located in the suburbs. It is positioned for middle and low-income guests. In the past few years, there were several factories nearby. Where there is a factory, there is traffic. Business is pretty good.
But since last year, the economic environment has been sluggish. Several factories near the hotel have closed down one after another, and the surrounding area has become deserted.
With nothing to do, Madoka picked up her phone, clicked on Yuanshi Tianzun's profile picture, and entered the message: "Who is the opponent you matched today?" She thought for a while, deleted the message, and turned off the phone with an expressionless face.
At this time, the glass door of the hotel was pushed open, but there was no one at the door. An invisible person came in. PS: typos should be corrected first and then corrected.
