Spirit Realm Walker

In less than half a minute, Zhang Yuanqing ran over quickly and lightly and stopped at the entrance of the bridge.

Fu Qingyang glanced at him, and Zhang Yuanqing walked to the entrance of the bridge and looked inside. In Yeyoushen's vision that penetrated the darkness, he saw a man wearing a black hooded sweatshirt, leaning against the wall.

There is a hole as thick as a finger between the eyebrows, and blood is flowing gurglingly.

Zhang Yuanqing took a closer look and found that this man had raised eyebrows, long and narrow eyes, and a pointed and thin face. At first glance, he looked like a villain.

He died so easily. It seems that this injustice of heaven is the same as the unbridled one. Zhang Yuanqing, a witch and Gu master in the extraordinary stage, had dark eyes surging, communicating with the remaining spirits in the corpse.

Then, he took out the Demon-Conquering Pestle and handed it to Fu Qingyang.

After finishing the preparations, Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath, and the spirit turned into "green smoke" and entered his mouth.

Memories that did not belong to him poured in, and the sea of ​​consciousness expanded suddenly, like an inflated balloon.

A revolving door of images flashed by, and Zhang Yuanqing read through the rough life of "The Injustice of Heaven" from the incomplete and sporadic memory fragments.

His father gambled on dogs, and his mother remarried and lived with his grandparents. His unfortunate childhood planted dark seeds in his heart. As he grew up, the frustration caused by being helpless became the fertilizer for the seeds to germinate.

He finally grew into an extreme and violent villain.

In the changing scenes, Zhang Yuanqing saw a dark bedroom, where God was standing beside the desk, slit his wrist, and let the blood flow into a bronze bowl.

Blood boiled in the bowl, blood mist rose, and condensed into a blurry human face, with a sharp voice:

"How do you reply to Dark Night Rose?"

Tiandao said respectfully: "They agreed to assassinate Yuanshi Tianzun to avenge Wuji. In addition, Dark Night Rose wants to obtain the real-life information of the 'Young Soldier King'."

The human face condensed with blood mist was silent for a moment, and the sharp voice came again:

"Dark Rose shouldn't be interested in that guy."

God is unfair: "My subordinates don't know, but the other party has a very strict tone."

Blood mist floated on the mouth of the bowl, shaking slightly, and said:

"If Dark Night Rose succeeds in assassinating Yuanshi Tianzun, you should tell him that the 'Young Soldier King''s real name is Lei Yibing. He lives in Songhai and is studying in university in Jiangnan Province. His home address is.

"Before telling Dark Night Rose, you must first ask clearly what their purpose is in investigating the 'Young Soldier King'."

Tian Dao unfairly nodded and said hesitantly: "My subordinates discovered that Dark Night Rose takes this matter very seriously and seems unwilling to disclose it to us."

The face of the Blood Mist man shook a few times and said: "If you don't want to, then give up. The top priority is to control the Fallen Holy Grail. Everything else can be postponed."

In the bright golden light, Zhang Yuanqing got out of the spirit-asking state and opened his eyes.

The first thing he saw was the dark night sky, and he found himself lying at the entrance of the bridge with pain in the back of his head.

Hiss~ Zhang Yuanqing sat up and rubbed his head.

I was beaten unconscious again. Fu Qingyang didn't reward me with a bunny girl. He was really sorry for my sacrifice. Zhang Yuanqing looked at the young man in white standing beside him and said:

“Asked some stuff, but didn’t get much out of it”

He immediately told Fu Qingyang briefly about the memory of "the injustice of heaven". Here, he concealed the information about Brother Bing.

Zhang Yuanqing said distressedly:

"Hei Wuchang communicates with his subordinates through a certain prop. God is unfair and does not know Hei Wuchang's whereabouts."

Of course, Hei Wuchang will not disclose his hiding place to his subordinates. If one of them rebels or is questioned, it will be exposed.

An experienced leader of an evil organization cannot be so stupid.

Although it was expected, it was still disappointing. In this way, he could only place his hope on Gu King. Zhang Yuanqing sighed.

At this time, he saw Fu Qingyang reach out his hand, grab it in the air, and grab an item from the inventory.

It was a simple and ugly hand puppet with a round head and a skirt-like body. At first glance, I thought it was a Sunny Day doll.

The doll's eyes are sewn with black thread to form two X's, and the mouth is a straight line.

Fu Qingyang asked: "Did you see his hiding place in the memory of the injustice of heaven?"

Zhang Yuanqing said: "Yes."

Fu Qingyang nodded and put the ugly hand puppet on his right hand. The next moment, Zhang Yuanqing saw seemingly invisible silver threads extending from the top of the hand puppet's head and hands, wrapping around the body of "Unjust God".

A few seconds later, a rustling sound came from the bridge hole, and Tiandao Buji crawled out. The hole between his eyebrows had healed, and the blood was no longer flowing.

He is resurrected!

Looking at his stunned confidants, Fu Qingyang moved his fingers, and saw "God is unfair" raised the corner of his mouth and made a low, hoarse voice:

"This prop is called 'Soldier Mercenary'. I applied for it from an elder of the White Tiger Soldiers. It has some of the abilities to dominate the realm Yanshi. It can restore the details of the deceased, including his voice, body habits, skills, and is affected by Manipulated by prop holder.”

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned, surprised and happy: "What do you mean?"

The hoarse voice of God's injustice said calmly:

"Use this body to contact Hei Wuchang and find out his next plan."

And this operation? ! Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed. Fu Qingyang had long expected that it would be impossible to detect Hei Wuchang's whereabouts on Tian Dao Bu Gong, so he applied for the corresponding props in advance.

Although this guy is arrogant and cold, he is really good and a reassuring teammate.

Immediately, Zhang Yuanqing felt a thump in his heart.

He had something to hide about the content of the inquiry. What would Hei Wuchang do if he asked about Brother Bing?

If Fu Qingyang couldn't answer, the secret might be exposed, which would make all their hard work for many days in vain.

If he confessed about Brother Bing, with Fu Qingyang's keenness, he might be able to detect a lot of things

This means that plans cannot keep up with changes, and things in the world are always so unpredictable.

"The centurion is wise and powerful." Zhang Yuanqing suppressed the anxiety in his heart and flattered him as usual.

The unfairness of God raised the corner of his lips and said in a low voice: "You can use some better-sounding words next time. I don't resent it."

With that said, the puppet walked to Fu Qingyang and carried its body on its back.

Is this the price of using props? Seeing this scene, Zhang Yuanqing made a guess in his mind, and then heard "The way of heaven is unfair" said calmly:

"There are two prices for a mercenary. First, he can only control dead people. Second, while he is controlling the puppet, he cannot speak or move."

The price is a bit heavy. What does it mean? You have to bear it on your own? If the puppet is replaced by a girl, I suddenly have a lot of sexy moves. No, I can't think about it anymore. Zhang Yuanqing shook his head and drove the bold idea out of his mind.

The three of them returned to the commercial vehicle and found the hiding place of the injustice according to the scene Zhang Yuanqing saw in his memory.

It is located at the junction of Kangyang District and Fenghui District, a half-new but not old apartment.

The night is dark, the street lamps cast a lonely light, and the shadows of the trees are swaying in the wind. Except for a few 24-hour convenience stores, all other shops have closed.

The white business car parked outside the apartment. Zhang Yuanqing opened the door and got out, charming the doorman.

Tiandao Buyi carried his true body on his back and followed Zhang Yuanqing into the apartment.

Zhang Yuanqing led the way and followed his own path to the third floor and stopped at the door of Room 302.

Fu Qingyang manipulated the injustice of heaven, took out the key, and opened the door.

Entering the house, Zhang Yuanqing glanced around in the darkness. This apartment has two bedrooms and one living room, with a total area of ​​about 70 square meters.

The furnishings are simple, the dining table is covered with dust-proof cloth, and the kitchen utensils have not been used for a long time, lacking the atmosphere of life.

I guess it was unfair that I just used this place as a temporary place to stay.

"The person who contacted Hei Wuchang is in the bedroom." Zhang Yuanqing walked ahead and opened the bedroom door.

As soon as he entered the room, he smelled a vague smell. Then he felt dizzy, his lungs felt uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but cough.

Fu Qingyang manipulated the injustice of heaven and said calmly:

"The bedroom is filled with poisonous gas. Tell me where the communication tools are, and then take my body out."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded, took a few steps back, and said:

"In the closet."

Tian Dao unfairly nodded, handed the body to Zhang Yuanqing, and entered the bedroom.

"Bang!" The door closed.

Zhang Yuanqing carried Fu Qingyang on his back, exited the apartment, and waited in the quiet corridor.

In the bedroom, Tian Dao unfairly wiped the blood on his body, opened the door of the wooden wardrobe, and found a bronze bowl.

It was heavy to hold. The bowl was carved with snakes, insects, centipedes and other poisonous objects, and a slightly pungent smell wafted from the mouth of the bowl.

Tian Dao Gong took the bowl, came to the table, cut his wrist, and let the blood flow into the bowl.

According to the information obtained by Zhang Yuanqing Wen Ling, this bowl does not require any other operations, as long as enough blood is given.

The blood quickly gathered and covered the bottom of the bowl, covering less than half of the bowl.

After a while, the blood in the bowl boiled, and wisps of blood mist rose, condensing into a blurry human face, and making a sharp sound:

"how?"

Tiandao unfairly lowered his head and bowed: "Boss, Yuanshi Tianzun is dead. Dark Night Rose has proved its sincerity to us."

The blood mist floated, and there was a hint of smile in the sharp voice:

"Very good. I will let the young woman take charge of the subsequent handover. I plan to meet with the people from Dark Night Rose in two days. In the meantime, come to the usual place."

God is unfair and he bowed and said: "Yes!"

At this time, the figure formed by blood mist asked:

"What's Dark Night Rose's response to regarding the Young Soldier King?"

God is unfair and his body is slightly stiff.

In the corridor, Zhang Yuanqing weighed his way and finally made up his mind, gritted his teeth and whispered:

"Centurion, I have something to report."

PS: typos should be corrected first and then corrected.