Spirit Realm Walker

The soul body, which cannot be seen by mortal eyes, floats into the community like a gust of wind.

Zhang Yuanqing looked down and saw two plainclothes men wearing headsets, smoking and chatting as if nothing had happened. From time to time, they looked at the pedestrians entering and leaving the community.

It is now ten o'clock in the evening, and there are still many pedestrians entering and leaving the community. The restaurants, supermarkets, and fruit shops on the street are still open.

He continued to fly on the wind and saw several plainclothes security guards "hanging out" in the blind spots of six residential buildings, including his cousin who was being closely protected by the Ghost Bride.

My cousin was leaning on the front of a car, smoking "out of boredom". He didn't know that there was a shadowy figure wearing a gorgeous red wedding dress and a red hijab standing next to him.

The evening breeze blew, and he seemed to be a little cold and shivered.

The ghost bride's yin energy is too damaging to the yang energy. When this matter is over, take it back as soon as possible. Zhang Yuanqing withdrew his gaze and walked through the outer walls of six residential buildings to the corridor on the seventh floor.

The community is fairly high-end, with four households on one floor sharing an elevator.

Room 708 was just on the far left side of the corridor. Zhang Yuanqing floated towards the brown security door. The first thing that appeared in his field of vision was a messy living room.

The coffee table was filled with cans of beer and snack boxes, the ashtray was filled with cigarette butts, and shoes, socks, and clothes were messily thrown on the sofa or dropped on the floor.

The owner of the room was obviously a very slovenly man.

The bathroom is on the left side of the living room, and the bedroom is on the right side. The room structure is a standard one bedroom, one living room, and one bathroom, and the total area will not exceed fifty square meters.

Zhang Yuanqing turned his gaze to the bedroom, and could faintly hear a woman's moans coming from inside.

It's not the right time, he muttered in his mind.

This is not a strange thing. Ten o'clock at night is not the time when humans are created.

It's just that the sudden appearance of a woman was unexpected, and he had more things to consider. For example, if the woman was an ordinary person, he would be able to deal with the suspect in a gentler way.

If a woman is a spiritual walker, is she lawful or evil? In the former case, should he be killed directly or subdued first and then taken to the Public Security Bureau for interrogation.

While thinking, he had already passed through the bedroom door.

The round incandescent lamp on the ceiling casts a bright light. On the double bed in the master bedroom, the sheets were messy. A strong man with bronze skin supported the bed with his hands and was lying on top of a young woman sprinting hard.

The bronze skin and fair skin intertwined, creating a strong visual impact.

The man's body proportions are excellent, his muscles are well defined, and there is no excess body fat. Under the incandescent light, bead-sized beads of sweat flow along his undulating muscles on his back.

The young woman's voice was hoarse and her consciousness was blurred. No one knew how long he had been sprinting.

Zhang Yuanqing walked around to the head of the bed and looked at the man's face. His facial features were ordinary, his eyebrows were fierce, and he didn't look good at first glance. There was a striking scar on his forehead.

He seemed to have reached a critical moment and accelerated his rhythm, unaware of the saint-level spirit body that had sneaked into the room.

Zhang Yuanqing turned his attention to the girl again. She had a slender figure, fair skin, and soft muscles. After just a few glances, he was sure that she was an ordinary person.

There is a significant difference between the physique of spiritual realm walkers and ordinary people. Take Guan Ya for example, although it is also soft and elastic, its muscles have extremely strong toughness.

It cannot be seen without force, but once force is applied, the density of the muscle will be easily visible.

And this girl has been under pressure, so Zhang Yuanqing judged that she was an ordinary person.

Looking away from the girl, he looked at the clothes, bras and lace panties scattered beside the bed, and then looked at the woman's backpack on the sofa beside the bed. The backpack was open, and he saw several books and a wad of money inside.

Combined with the girl's age, she should be a female student from a nearby university.

Zhang Yuanqing no longer hesitated and immediately floated towards the man with the scar on his forehead and entered his body.

The man who was accelerating his rhythm suddenly stiffened and stopped all movements.

The shaking of the double bed subsided.

The girl seemed to be aware of it, gasping and opened her eyes. The light on the ceiling was too bright. She half-squinted her eyes and saw the man's extremely twisted and painful expression, as if he was making some kind of struggle.

But in the next second, his expression returned to its original state.

"What's wrong?" the girl asked delicately, her voice soft and hoarse.

The man with the scar on his forehead ignored it, raised his hand, touched the girl's neck, and pressed lightly on the carotid artery.

The pain came instantly, and then the girl rolled her eyes and fell into coma.

Fuck, I've lost a lot. Zhang Yuanqing, who was in control of the scarred man's body, muttered in his heart, straightened his back, and controlled the scarred man to raise his hands. He pressed his left cheek with his right hand and hugged the right half of his head with his left hand, and exerted force.

"Crack!"

The scarred man turned his head behind him and saw his own back and the girl's long, bare white legs.

His eyes suddenly widened, the blood vessels in his eyeballs burst, and his body fell limply.

Zhang Yuanqing's spirit body popped up and stood beside the bed. Darkness surged in his eyes, stirring up the spirit body remaining in the corpse. Soon, a ferocious-looking remnant soul floated out, baring its teeth and claws at him, but was too timid to actually attack.

The spirit body was so vicious. He did many things that were harmful to nature and justice during his lifetime, and he died unjustly. Zhang Yuanqing opened his mouth and sucked in the spirit body, swallowing it up.

He quickly watched the broken life of the scarred man. In the fragmented memories, Zhang Yuanqing saw the man wearing a mask and a peaked cap entering a corner bar.

In a brightly lit room, a middle-aged man with a skinny figure and as dark a complexion as an old farmer sat naked on the edge of the bed, looking down at "himself" coldly.

Behind the middle-aged man, two plump women, as white as lambs, lay on their sides. They seemed to have been horribly tortured and fell into a coma.

"Your future mission is to find high-quality playthings for me and find a reward of 100,000. But before you can do things for me, you need to take it."

The skinny middle-aged man opened his palm and found a black cicada chrysalis.

The scarred man lowered his head in fear, not daring to refuse, and bowed:

"Yes, God General!"

As the picture flickered, Zhang Yuanqing saw women being brought into the bar one after another. They were bewitched, lost themselves, lost their dignity, and became willing playthings.

Soon, the spacious room turned into a space comparable to a hotel lobby, with a rectangular swimming pool in the center, and tables beside the pool filled with fruits and food.

Women in swimsuits were splashing in the water, eating, or taking a nap on lounge chairs.

The skinny man with dark skin played with the women wantonly, sometimes in the swimming pool, sometimes on the lounge chair, sometimes at the dining table.

And said to the scarred man with satisfaction:

"Well done, but I hope you can find a lawful profession for me, preferably an official Walker."

"Yes, Lord General!"

The scene changed again, and he saw a scarred man fighting with a woman with beautiful features. The fighting power of the two sides was very different, and the beautiful woman was quickly subdued.

She was hooded, tied up, and taken into the bar and into the lobby with the swimming pool.

The skinny middle-aged man looked at the beautiful woman with a frightened face and said, "Well done!"

The scarred man bowed and retreated, opened the door and left, followed by the woman's shrill cries.

At the end of this point, Zhang Yuanqing broke away from the state of asking for help. After witnessing what happened to those women, a strong anger and murderous intention surged in his heart.

But the "god general" mentioned by the scarred man forced Zhang Yuanqing to suppress his emotions in his heart and think carefully.

The bewitched demon god general! !

Divine General is the unique title of Bishop Bing. There are many saints of Bishop Bing, but only eight can be given the title of Divine General. Each Divine General is a figure at the pinnacle of the saint realm.

Silver Moon, the leader of the generals, can even compete with Fu Qingyang.

"A divine general who has a strong paranoia about women. Among the eight great generals, the only one is lustful. I didn't expect that this missing persons case would involve a divine general!"

This can help us understand why evil organizations use such a low-level "cost-effective" method to abduct women, not to make money, but for selfish desires.

The more powerful the evil profession, the stronger a certain obsession in the heart, such as "punishing rape and eradicating evil" to the crazy Demon Eye King.

"High-level evil professions are really cancerous. They don't know how to control themselves. The meaning of their existence is to poison the world and harm innocent people."

"That girl from the lawful profession should be Lizhi from the Killing Palace. I hope she is still alive."

Zhang Yuanqing sighed, opened the bedroom and security doors one by one, then walked through the reinforced concrete building and floated through the community on the wind. He first looked down below, searched for his cousin, and confirmed that he was safe and sound before returning to the black business car. , return to the physical body.

The next second, he opened his eyes.

Li Dongze, who had always been paying attention to him, saw that he was awake and immediately said:

"How about it?"

Zhang Yuanqing nodded: "Get rid of it. There is a female college student inside. She won't wake up for a while. It's best to deal with the scene quickly and don't let her see the deceased, so as not to leave a psychological shadow."

Li Dongze nodded and grabbed the walkie-talkie, "Team Chen, the suspect has been killed. It's up to you to clean up the mess."

He gave an overview of the situation at the scene.

Chen Yuanjun said with joy in his tone: "I understand, I'm sorry to bother Captain Li."

Li Dongze said again:

"This case is taken over by our special operations department. You are ordered to assist, but do not investigate without authorization."

After ending the call, he put down the walkie-talkie, looked at Zhang Yuanqing, and said solemnly:

"Is there a big fish behind you?"

With his insight skills, it was not difficult for him to see the seriousness of the matter from Yuan Shi's micro-expression.

"Well!" Zhang Yuanqing breathed out slowly, "The main messenger behind this is the God of Lust. You should understand why he kidnapped women. In addition, there are more than a dozen cases of missing people. In the memory of the deceased, I see There were close to thirty victims."

"It's really outrageous." Li Dongze lit a cigarette, and the smoke was floating in the air. He frowned and said:

"It seems that after the Demon Eye King was imprisoned, Bishop Bing sent the God of Lust to sneak into Songhai to maintain intelligence channels. He abducted the victims to satisfy his selfish desires, but he should not kill anyone. This is a blessing among misfortunes. "

The moral value deducted by murdering someone and silencing them is not the same as the moral value deducted by kidnapping a woman and using her as a plaything.

This is the basis for Li Dongze to be sure that the victims are still alive.

"Did you see the address?" asked the real-eye commander.

Zhang Yuanqing nodded.

"Call Elder Fu and tell him that he has to take part in this case. We can't handle it." Li Dongze made a decision immediately.

Zhang Yuanqing dialed Fu Qingyang's number in advance before he spoke.

The bell rang for a moment, and Fu Qingyang's cold but textured voice came:

"What's up?"

"Centurion, I have found the source of the missing persons case. The main messenger behind it is Bishop Bing's lustful general." Zhang Yuanqinghui reported.

PS: Correct typos first and then correct them.