Spiritual Walker

A healthy person just died like this? And such a weird and horrifying death. Zhang Yuanqing stood there in shock, his brain still hadn't reacted.

Fu Qingyang seemed calm and experienced. He took out his access card, opened the iron door, and said in a calm tone:

"Go and see if there are any remaining spirits."

"Okay, okay." Zhang Yuanqing came back to his senses, put away the shock in his heart, strode into the cell, and stopped by the bed.

His eyes were filled with dark and thick "liquid", covering the whites of his eyes. He looked around for a moment and shook his head and said:

"There are no spirits left. Chiyue An's soul was scattered and died cleanly."

As he said that, the energy in his eye sockets receded and his eyes returned to normal.

Fu Qingyang pondered for a moment, "The witch's killing spell can kill a saint from a distance. The caster must be of a very high level. And he should have mastered Chi Yue'an's birth date, blood, flesh, hair and other things containing DNA information."

The witch's killing spell, is the organization behind Chi Yue'an the Psychic Society? No, if that's the case, he would have been caught during the physical examination. Those who can kill spells may not be witches, but may use props. Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice:

"Is the killing spell a curse? Is it a skill of the witch's saint stage?"

Speaking of which, he is not unfamiliar with the profession of witch. From "Heaven is Unfair" to Hei Wuchang, to the boss in Yinyang Town, they are all witches.

But this kind of long-range killing ability is the first time he has seen it, and it feels a bit scary.

Fu Qingyang slowly put away the wooden yoke and shackles, and said:

"The curse is a kind of curse. In a sense, this is the real curse, the real witchcraft. Among the three evil professions, the characteristic of the witch is vicious.

"Many times, they will not face the enemy head-on, but poison, or find opportunities to collect information about the target, such as birth date, DNA, photos, etc., and then open the altar to perform rituals, remotely curse and reduce blessings.

"Among them, DNA is the most important. Once obtained by the witch, it is almost certain to die! Only a few abilities can resolve it."

So, I have never seen a real witch. In the future, I must pay attention to preserving my DNA. I can't touch women of unknown origin. DNA is not just cell tissue.

Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath, turned his attention back to the main business, and said angrily:

"I should have killed Wen Ling directly if I had known earlier."

"There is no need to regret what has happened. The other party chose to kill to silence him, which is actually confessing himself." Fu Qingyang said.

He always has a calm attitude even when facing a disaster, and has strong confidence in everything.

"Is she really Chi Yuean's ex-wife?" Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice.

Fu Qingyang said "hmm": "It is likely, but Chi Yuean is dead, so there is no evidence. She is not a member of the Five Elements Alliance, so there is no way to force a physical examination. There is no way to deal with her for the time being."

He turned his head to look at his confidant, shook his head and sighed: "I heard that the old lady of the Zhu family is very vengeful. You killed her ex-husband and cut off her financial resources. It is hard to guarantee that she will not retaliate against you. However, I think you are already in too much debt."

Zhang Yuanqing thought of Chi Yuean's miserable death and was shocked:

"Centurion, these powerful enemies and forces I provoked are all for our organization. The organization should be responsible for me, not mocking me."

Fu Qingyang said lightly:

"The curse requires a medium. You should pay attention to your DNA. There is nothing to be afraid of. Could it be that she will come to your door and ask you for your hair?"

Zhang Yuanqing said: "I'm just afraid that the old lady will seduce me."

Fu Qingyang thought for a moment and said, "I will warn her. This case is not over yet. Let's find her to settle accounts when we have a chance. We also need to confirm again, just in case it is not her."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded. As long as the suspect is locked, the settlement will be the same in the future.

This is what is called, justice may be late, but it will never be absent.

Fu Qingyang raised his left hand, looked at his watch, and said:

"You go find Guan Ya. The guest I have an appointment with will arrive in ten minutes."

The first floor of the villa, the fighting room on the west side.

Guan Ya was wearing a loose training suit and stretching her legs by the window. A few meters away was Zhang Yuanqing who was also stretching.

Although Fu Qingyang would go to warn the old lady of the Zhu family, the other party might not swallow this breath. The curse killing technique is hard to guard against. As long as there is negligence, I may capsize in the gutter.

Zhang Yuanqing had an urgent idea to improve his strength.

It takes time to open the dungeon, and there is no rush. There are currently two ways to improve your strength in reality. One is to wait for the official competition to start, get a good ranking, and get rewards.

The second is to hunt down an evil profession in the extraordinary stage, refine it into a Yin corpse, and become a real, outstanding strong man in the extraordinary stage.

The focus for the next period of time will be these two things.

Of course, you have to avoid the "hunt" of the Demon Eye King. I really hope that the branch elders can quickly get rid of the radical angry young man.

If this guy is not eliminated for a day, I can't sleep well.

Zhang Yuanqing withdrew his thoughts, turned his head to look at the beautiful mixed-race woman with delicate appearance and charming appearance, and asked:

"Why did you suddenly think of practicing fighting today?"

I suddenly want to beat you today. Guan Ya thought angrily, and a smile appeared on her face: "I haven't fought for a while. Let's see if your level has regressed."

Zhang Yuanqing said "Ha": "I have been at home these days, but I practice steps and punches every day."

At this time, he looked at the French window and saw a black luxury car parked outside the villa. The car door opened and a blonde beauty walked down. Her skin was as white as milk, and her figure was fit and plump.

After her, another middle-aged man came down. He was wearing a sophisticated formal suit, short light brown hair, fine crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, deep eyes, and vicissitudes of life, with the charm of a middle-aged old man.

Isn't this Annie and Mr. Bill? Why did they come to Fujia Bay?

Are they the guests that Fu Qingyang mentioned?

Zhang Yuanqing was startled and quickly leaned over to the window to watch carefully.

Guan Ya followed his gaze and saw the two foreigners entering the villa through the landscape tree. She paused for a moment on the beauty Annie, and then glanced at Yuanshi, who wanted to dig out his eyes and throw them outside.

Guan Ya gritted her teeth, feeling irritated for no reason.

"Stop watching, start training."

Guan Ya soared into the air, and her two long and straight legs quickly clamped Zhang Yuanqing.

She twisted her waist in the air, rolled like a crocodile, and slammed Zhang Yuanqing onto the elm floor.

"Fuck, you don't have martial ethics!" Zhang Yuanqing was furious.

The two quickly started fighting, and there was a burst of rapid "slap" sounds in the fighting room.

In the green courtyard, Bill Tarantino suddenly turned his head and looked at the west side of the villa.

"What's wrong?"

Annie asked.

Bill Tarantino retracted his gaze and smiled: "It seems that someone was watching us just now."

Anne showed a charming smile: "Isn't it normal to watch us? Who can resist my charm?"

Bill retracted his gaze: "Indeed, such a beautiful lady, can you use your beauty to seduce the young master of the Fu family and get the greatest benefits for us?"

"Of course!" Anne smiled.

An hour later, Zhang Yuanqing left the fighting room with a bruised face and went to the shower room next door to take a shower.

Really, I didn't use the dragon claw hand that had been lost for many years on her. Zhang Yuanqing returned to the living room and looked out at the door and found that the black luxury car was still there.

Then he went into the restaurant to enjoy the food prepared by the bunny girl and replenish his energy.

He cut a piece of steak and chewed it slowly. Suddenly, he thought of Fu Qingyang's family, which had a huge industry abroad. This guy grew up abroad when he was young, just like Guan Ya.

So it was normal for him to have intersections with foreign spiritual realm practitioners.

Zhang Yuanqing chewed slowly and ate a piece of steak. He picked up the bowl full of mashed potatoes and scooped it out one spoonful at a time. The soft, tender and smooth mashed potatoes were mixed with the taste of special sauce and pepper. The saltiness was moderate and the aftertaste was endless.

When he finished eating the mashed potatoes, footsteps came from the direction of the stairs, accompanied by Lingjun's attentive voice:

"Miss Annie, don't be in a hurry to leave. I don't know if I have the honor to invite you to dinner. Fu Qingyang is an abstinent pervert who doesn't know how to respect ladies, but I do, Miss Annie, Miss Annie?"

Zhang Yuanqing quickly stuck half of his head out and looked outside. He saw Mr. Bill and Miss Annie walking out in big strides, as if they didn't want to stay for a moment.

Lingjun, wearing flip-flops, followed her around, saying "Miss Annie" and "Let's have dinner together".

He was a complete licker.

Unfortunately, Prince Lingjun's hospitality did not earn Annie even a glance, and she drove away from Fujia Bay in a luxury car.

Zhang Yuanqing forked out a greasy sausage and said with a smile:

"Although the foreign horse looks good, it has a fierce temper and is too picky. It seems difficult to control. Master Lingjun should continue to drive domestic cars."

Lingjun shrugged and lay down on the soft sofa: "I don't know if it has a fierce temper, but it is indeed picky. It doesn't look down on ordinary spiritual realm practitioners."

"Ordinary?" Zhang Yuanqing swallowed the sausage: "Didn't you tell her your identity? You are one of the most famous princes in the mainland."

Lingjun laughed twice:

"I was teasing her. There are thousands of beauties in the world worth savoring, but the women of the Beauty God Association cannot be touched. They are roses with thorns. Well, you know the Beauty God Association, it is a group of people with 'lust' professions.

"Women in this profession have a skill that allows them to demand a price from the opposite sex they have had sex with, so the top leaders of the Beauty Goddess Association all have three thousand male lovers, no, they have lovers everywhere, and they rely on sleeping with men to make a name for themselves abroad."

Zhang Yuanqing cooperated with a shocked expression: "There is actually such a profession in the world. What stage is this skill in, Saint or Extraordinary?"

"I remember it seems to be Extraordinary. Alas, that Annie just now, if I am not mistaken, should be Saint Realm, what a pity," Lingjun said disappointedly.

If it is a beauty in the Extraordinary stage, he can suppress it by relying on the level, force it for free, and refuse to pay the price.

It won't work if it is the same level.

"Are they foreign spiritual realm practitioners? What are they doing here?" Zhang Yuanqing took the opportunity to inquire.

"What else can the Void profession do? Of course, it is to do business. Every year, the Songhai branch will sort out some props and materials with low cost performance or excessive inventory for sale. The Void Profession is a merchant in the Spirit Realm. They have a strong obsession with trade. Therefore, the Merchants' Union, which is composed of the Void Profession, has a stock that far exceeds that of all organizations in the world, and the variety is also the richest.

"As long as you can afford it, you can buy the props and materials of all major professions from them. In previous years, June and December were trading days. Of course, the elders would not care about these trivial matters. After Fu Qingyang came, the task of trade was handed over to him. That Annie just now kept flirting during the negotiation, trying to corrupt our Comrade Fu with her beauty. Her heart is sinister."

In the future, if I have obsolete and unused props, I can also sell them to Mr. Bill, or barter them. This is much more cost-effective than handing them in to the branch.

After all, points and merits are no longer useful to me now.

Zhang Yuanqing thought of Annie's angry back: "In the end, the centurion didn't fall for it?"

Lingjun rolled his eyes: "Not only did he not fall for it, that guy said seriously that if this transaction also includes Miss Annie's body, then you have to pay me an additional mental damages."

Stealing bamboo shoots. Zhang Yuanqing silently covered his face.

He found that Fu Qingyang was actually a bad mouth. The longer he got along with him, the more he found that under the cold and abstinent appearance, there was a poisonous soul.

What happened later, he could imagine it without Lingjun telling him.

"Business, you always have to bargain, they have to come again in a few days. The large amount of materials and props in Songhai Branch have a fatal attraction to the Void profession." Lingjun finished speaking, and said:

"Did you use the long-lost tricks on Guan Ya again?"

"No, I didn't do anything this time, she came up and beat me." Zhang Yuanqing said aggrievedly.

Lingjun said earnestly with an "I understand" expression on his face:

"Yuanshi, I have met many beauties in Songhai recently. I will recommend a few to you. They are very considerate, gentle, virtuous and charming, as long as you have money."

Zhang Yuanqing took out his mobile phone and said righteously: "I am not that kind of person!"

The next day.

After breakfast, Zhang Yuanqing went out with his aunt. In the elevator, Jiang Yuer, who was carrying a small bag, and Zhang Yuanqing, who was carrying a backpack, stood side by side.

The bright elevator door clearly reflected the figures of the two.

Jiang Yuer's outfit today was very simple, with a light yellow short-sleeved shirt, slim-fitting cropped pants, and a pair of white running shoes.

This outfit showed her figure very well, and added a bit of youth and liveliness. With that sweet and well-behaved face, it seemed as if she was just a well-developed girl.

Rather than a 25-year-old young woman.

Zhang Yuanqing admired the beauty of his aunt in the "mirror". Her facial features were not only delicate and lovely, but her skin was as jade-like as cream. If you look at this face for a long time, you will suspect that she is a jade beauty.

Different from those so-called white and rosy faces.

Jiang Yuer looked up at a 45-degree angle, looked at his nephew's head for a few times, and raised his little hand to gesture.

"Have you grown taller?" she said.

After becoming a spiritual realm walker, the body ushered in secondary development, and it did grow four or five centimeters taller.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to say more on this topic, and looked down at a 45-degree angle, jokingly saying: "You have grown up too."

Jiang Yuer was furious, waving his hand knife and slashing his nephew's neck: "How dare you! You even dare to tease your aunt, what else can't you do as a little beast."

The two of them fought and quarreled for a while until the elevator arrived at the first floor and opened the door.

Jiang Yu'er immediately resumed her reserved demeanor as a good girl, and with the courtesy of several residents outside the elevator, she took her nephew's arm and stepped out of the elevator.

After leaving the building, Zhang Yuanqing got into his aunt's car and headed for Songhai University.

After the Chiyuean case was over, he resumed his status as a college student. He didn't have to go to work during this period, and he had to go to class when he should, and he couldn't stay idle at home all the time. His grandmother was the first to disagree.

The white car arrived at Songhai University and stopped at the school gate. Zhang Yuanqing and his aunt waved goodbye.

After watching his aunt's car merge into the traffic, he turned around and walked towards the school with his backpack on his back.

Suddenly, he was attracted by a figure at the school gate.

It was a young man in sportswear, with handsome features, a sports headband wrapped around his forehead, and a smile on his face. He was a standard sunny handsome guy.

Girls entering and leaving the school frequently looked at him sideways.

But he turned a blind eye and waved the broom seriously, sweeping the dust at the school gate.

Zhang Yuanqing, the King of Evil Eyes, clearly felt his heart skip a beat, and then it began to beat violently and rapidly.