Spirit Realm Walker

"Don't run!"

Jiang Jingwei roared deeply and was about to rush into the ward and jump out of the window to chase the murderer. When he passed by Zhang Yuanqing, he grabbed him.

"You can't fly, why are you chasing me!" Zhang Yuanqing said angrily.

The stern red-haired girl with upturned eyes tilted her head and thought it made sense, so she gave up the idea of ​​pursuing him and said angrily:

"Despicable and shameless, he can actually fly. Didn't we have snipers nearby?"

Wei Yuanzhou walked out of the lounge, his steps wobbly, and he said helplessly:

"Even the scouts couldn't predict that speed. Alas, I miscalculated. I didn't expect that he actually has a companion. He should also be a psychic. He is shaped like a bee and is a speed-type Gu beast."

"It wasn't you who miscalculated, it was our miscalculation. Guan Ya was too sure. Now it seems that the attacker was organized." Zhang Yuanqing said perfunctorily:

"Captain Wei, please go check on your colleagues in the corridor. Don't waste the rescue time."

After pushing Wei Yuanzhou away, Zhang Yuanqing took out the wet tissue, wiped the blood on the ground, held it in his hand, and said to Jiang Jingwei:

"Tell Guan Ya that I have something to do and there will be no danger. You continue to stay at the hospital and wait for news from me."

"Oh!" Jiang Jingwei responded without asking why. He probably didn't expect it or didn't care.

At this time, the benefits of the fire master are revealed. If it were anyone else, even if they didn't get to the bottom of the matter, they would still ask questions, which is a waste of energy and perfunctory.

Zhang Yuanqing's body turned into a burst of dreamlike starlight and disappeared outside the special care ward.

The next second, he appeared in the dark flower bed behind the inpatient building and summoned red dancing shoes.

"Da da."

The red dancing shoes happily circled around their owner, and the soles of the shoes made a crisp slapping sound. It seemed very happy that it had not been out for a long time.

Zhang Yuanqing stuffed the wet tissue into the red dance shoes and whispered:

"Take me to him!"

This was to prevent Xiao Yuan from deliberately avoiding him and not bringing anyone back to the Wuhen Hotel.

The red dance shoes shot out like sharp arrows with a "ta-da" sound and disappeared into the night.

Zhang Yuanqing walked slowly towards the entrance of the hospital. There were a lot of taxis parked there. He chose one at random and said:

"Master, follow my instructions."

The driver had never heard of such a request and was unwilling to do so, but the young man in the back of the car said, "I'll give you five hundred as a guarantee."

The driver stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped out:

"okay!"

He pointed a direction to the driver, then leaned against the back seat, looking at the bright night scene outside the window, his brows gradually furrowed.

The psychic tried to kill Baihu Banzai several times. If there was no special reason, he would not let go even if it was Madoka's companion.

The special reason refers to Kou Beiyue's assassination of Chi Yue'an.

But Long Live the White Tiger is obviously different from Chi Yue'an. Putting aside the friendship of fighting together, there is no big problem in Long Live the White Tiger. Making extra money is not a problem, as long as you are not greedy.

After all, you can't ask everyone to be a saint.

So, the reason why Madoka's companions assassinated White Tiger Banzai was nothing more than personal enmity, misunderstandings, minor conflicts and other factors. Either way, the situation is difficult.

If there is no problem with Long Live the White Tiger, but it is just a personal vendetta, then according to the rules, the evil profession of assassinating official practitioners must be eradicated, and it will be difficult for him to tolerate it.

If it was a misunderstanding, it would be the easiest to deal with it. He would take the lead and ask Xiao Yuan to pay Bai Hu Long Live a sum of money and keep it private.

And if it is because of a small conflict, the nature of holding a grudge and waiting for revenge is the most serious, which means that Madoka's companion will definitely affect innocent people in the future.

"I hope you won't embarrass me."

Zhang Yuanqing murmured in his heart.

This matter was best handled secretly and handled by him, so he didn't even take Guan Ya with him.

Well, after finding the target, first dance with the red shoes, then find a hidden place to deal with the after-effects of the mountain god's scepter, and handle official business under a tent. It's outrageous.

Wuhen Hotel.

Xiao Yuan kicked open the standard room where Kou Beiyue and Little Fatty lived. With the loud clang of the door, the two people on the bed were awakened. One subconsciously summoned a dagger, and the other summoned a human skin mask.

After seeing Xiao Yuan breaking through the door, Kou Beiyue put away the dagger in shock and said:

"Madoka, you scared me."

The next second, he was really startled, and said anxiously: "What's wrong with Uncle Zhang?"

Xiao Yuan held an old man in a coat in his arms. He seemed to be seriously injured and unconscious. The black coat exuded a strong smell of blood and had already been soaked in blood.

Madoka walked towards the single bed and scolded:

"Don't be stupid, go to my room to get the poison pot and first aid kit."

Her pupils are as black as gems, there are tentacles on her forehead, two small fangs in her mouth, and her cheeks are covered with black and yellow lines, like a queen bee makeup, which is both enchanting and beautiful.

But when he got angry, his aura was as cold as a queen bee, making Kou Beiyue and the little fat man shrink unconsciously.

Kou Beiyue didn't have time to ask any more questions, and hurried out of the room wearing a pair of boxer briefs.

Xiao Yuan quickly and carefully put the old man on the bed and tore off the old man's clothes. Only then did the little fat man see the old man's injuries clearly.

Large areas of skin on the chest were carbonized, the flesh and blood were dented, and the flames must have damaged the internal organs. In addition, a knife edge penetrated the heart, and large streams of blood emerged from the deep and narrow wound.

Injured by the Mist Lord and the Fire Demon? Well, it should be the Fog Lord who has the Fire Demon props, or the Fire Demon Fatty who has the Fog Lord props. He quickly took out a green bead and said:

"Let him hold this bead in his mouth to suppress the injury."

Xiao Yuan grabbed the bizhu with her hands, opened Uncle Zhang's mouth, and stuffed it in.

Uncle Zhang's withered face quickly turned rosy.

This did not cure the injury, the incision was still bleeding, and the carbonized skin had not recovered.

But it's enough to take a breath.

At this time, rapid footsteps came from outside the door. Kou Beiyue returned with a first aid kit in one hand and a dusty clay pot in the other.

Xiao Yuan ignored the first aid kit and quickly took the half-meter-high clay pot, sat on the edge of the bed, put her right hand into the clay pot, fumbled for a few seconds, and pulled out a round silkworm baby.

This silkworm baby is fat and plump, with a snow-white body and a black head. It is held by Xiao Yuan's fingertips and is squirming crazily.

She first took out the bizhu, then put the silkworm baby to Uncle Zhang's mouth, and gently squeezed it to burst it.

The thick green juice splashed into Uncle Zhang's mouth. He subconsciously rolled his Adam's apple and swallowed.

Madoka crushed six silkworm babies in a row, then stopped, put the clay pot on the bedside table, then opened the first aid kit and took out bandages, disinfectant, scalpels, needles and threads, etc.

She used a sharp scalpel to peel off the carbonized skin until the tender red flesh was exposed, and then sewed up the bleeding scars on her chest.

Finally, Xiao Yuan spread the silkworm's "remnant body" evenly on the surface of the tender red flesh.

After doing all this, she slowly exhaled, her face was no longer tense, she stood up and ordered:

"Bandage him."

She still looks like a beast, and now she needs to change her clothes.

After Xiao Yuan changed her clothes and returned to Kou Beiyue's room, the old man was already awake, staring at the ceiling with dull eyes, silent and with a grimace on his face.

Kou Beiyue stood by the bed, ignoring his younger brother who kept winking at him, and asked anxiously:

"Uncle Zhang, tell me who hurt you, and I will avenge you right now."

But the old man just ignored him and remained silent.

Xiao Yuan glanced at Uncle Zhang on the bed and said calmly: "You two go out for a while, Bei Yue, stand guard at the front desk."

The little fat man left silently, and Kou Beiyue hesitated to speak, but received a cold look from Xiao Yuan, so he had no choice but to walk out of the room and close the door behind him.

In the corridor, the little fat man whispered: "Boss, are we sticking to the door and eavesdropping?"

Kou Beiyue educated his younger brother, "Do you want to be beaten by Xiao Yuan? Even though she is cold and indifferent, she has a bad temper. When you hang out in the hotel from now on, you'd better listen to her and don't be clever."

He has a bad temper. The little fat man kept in mind that freelancers usually have major character flaws, so they are prone to extremes.

The boss's character flaws are obvious, but he can't see through this Xiao Yuan. It can be seen that the level 5 witch and Gu master's mental cultivation skills are far better than the boss.

"I know!" The little fat man accepted the boss's teachings carefully. "Boss, let's go to the hotel lobby. Maybe there will be guests."

Although there are basically no guests in this shabby hotel.

Kou Beiyue coughed and said righteously:

"You go to the front desk and stand guard. I'll stay here. If you need anything inside, I can help."

fatty:"."

In the room, Madoka, who had changed into the front desk uniform, pulled up the high-backed chair next to the desk, "Before the potion of the poison wears off, you will feel paralyzed and your limbs will be sore. You will be fine in the morning."

She sat down, took out a pack of women's cigarettes from the pocket of her suit, took out a long and thin cigarette, lit it, opened her red lips slightly, and blew out a wisp of white smoke.

"The last time you were injured by an official traveler was also in Jinghai City. Although you were severely injured, you were very excited and said that the knot in your heart for many years was finally resolved." Madoka dusted off the ashes and spoke calmly. :

"But when you came to the hotel tonight, you were worried and looked gloomy. In less than half a month, your mood has changed so much. Uncle Zhang, what happened to you?"

Uncle Zhang shook his head slightly and said hoarsely:

"Don't ask about the past, don't ask about private matters, unless it's voluntary. This is the rule set by Master Wuhen."

She held the cigarette between her small round green jade fingers, and lightly pursed the cigarette butt with her red lips. Her smoking posture was very elegant, just like a wealthy lady from the Republic of China era.

After smoking a cigarette, she gently put it out in the ashtray and said calmly:

"Do you still remember Master Wuhen's rules? Isn't what you did tonight a betrayal of Master Wuhen?

"According to the rules, when you decided to assassinate the official saint, you were no longer from the hotel, so I shouldn't have saved you."

The old man lying on the bed looked ashamed:

"I'm sorry, I did violate the rules set by Master Wuhen. I will leave after I recover from my injuries."

Madoka showed an angry look, and there was a trace of sadness hidden in her eyes.

Over the years, new people have continued to join, and some have been expelled from the team or died as if they were "unworthy of being a father" because of their incomprehensible knots and violation of the rules of self-salvation.

She was like a real hotel receptionist, welcoming guests and seeing them come and go one by one.

Now, Uncle Zhang, who is more senior than her, has also embarked on this path.

At this time, a bright starlight poured into the room along the window like running water, condensing into a young man with a tall and straight body and handsome features.

He stared at the old man on the bed and said coldly:

"You'd better speak clearly. That will determine whether I arrest you or help you."

To be honest, he was surprised by the appearance of the assailant. He was old and weathered, his skin was dark, rough and wrinkled due to sun exposure, and his lips were also dark.

The hair is very short, with a light layer of white and no black hair.

This is an old man in his sixties, no, an old farmer. Although he has become a spiritual traveler, the first half of his life has left indelible marks on him.

Somewhat dull, some simple and honest, he had the same temperament as the old farmers on the ridges he had met when he was a child.

If you work hard all day long, you will lose the ability to socialize with others, and you will appear dull.

How could such an old man become a spiritual traveler or an evil profession?

Seeing Zhang Yuanqing appear in the room, the old man's face changed drastically and his body convulsed violently, as if he wanted to get up to meet the enemy. However, his limbs were numb and weak, and he could do nothing except twitching and twitching.

"You actually chased me here." Uncle Zhang shouted in a hoarse voice: "Xiaoyuan, go quickly, take Beiyue away, and leave me alone."

Xiao Yuan sighed softly and said:

"Don't be nervous, he is my friend."

Uncle Zhang, whose whole body was twitching, was stunned for a moment and said in shock: "Friend?"

More than an hour ago, the official saint who was still fighting for his life in Jinghai People's Hospital was actually Xiao Yuan's friend?

When did she have such a friend?

Xiao Yuan said calmly:

"He is Yuanshi Tianzun!"

Yuanshi Tianzun Uncle Zhang was stunned at first, and then his face changed, and his eyes flashed with complex and incomprehensible emotions.

Xiao Yuan didn't notice the change in the old man's face. She was looking at Zhang Yuanqing and introduced in a low voice:

"Uncle Zhang!"

"Uncle Zhang, right?" Zhang Yuanqing almost blurted out: It's still the same family.

Hold back in time.

He first briefly described the incident to Xiao Yuan, then looked at Uncle Zhang, with a cold face, and said in a deep voice:

"Since you are Madoka's companion, you must have heard of me. Uncle Zhang, I need to know your reason for assassinating White Tiger Long Live. If there is any misunderstanding, I will help resolve it. If you have grievances, I can also I'll do it for you."

In order to strengthen his persuasion, he mentioned old things again: "Kou Beiyue is the best example."

Xiao Yuan also looked at Uncle Zhang on the bed.

Unexpectedly, the face-faced old man's voice was hoarse and urgent, saying: "Xiaoyuan, don't let him take me away. I will pay for everything I have done, but don't let him take me away. After so many years, this is My only request."

Hearing the old man's words, Zhang Yuanqing's forehead throbbed with veins. What he was most worried about happened.

Uncle Zhang's attitude is tantamount to a confession, which means that he has to make a choice between official business and personal relationships.

Is it an open-minded approach? Or is it business?

Zhang Yuanqing chose the latter. He walked towards the bed with a cold face and said:

"Nice to meet you, Uncle Zhang, but I have to take you with me."

Uncle Zhang looked at Xiao Yuan.

Xiao Yuan looked embarrassed, but looking at the old face and the pleading expression, she softened her heart, stood in front of Zhang Yuanqing, shook her head and said:

"You can't take him away. If you arrest Uncle Zhang, he will die. If the matter goes to the authorities, you can't save him."

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, looked at Xiao Yuan's beautiful and delicate face, and frowned:

"Xiao Yuan, you shouldn't stop me. He violated Master Wuhen's rules and broke the rules. He is no longer your companion. Even if I get into trouble with Master Wuhen, he will support me."

After that, he walked around Madoka and walked towards the bed.

However, as soon as he took a step forward, his shoulders sank, and the next second, Zhang Yuanqing flew out like a cloud and mist, hitting the window hard, causing the entire wall to sway.

He looked at Madoka who had thrown him away in astonishment, as if he couldn't believe it: "Are you going to fight with me?"

A look of shame flashed across Xiao Yuan's face, and then she said coldly:

"I will give you an explanation about Uncle Zhang. You go back first."

Zhang Yuanqing stared at her blankly for a few seconds, with veins bulging on his forehead. He did not expect such an ending, nor did he expect that Xiao Yuan would attack him in order to protect Uncle Zhang.

This fall didn't hurt his bones, but it hurt his emotions. Zhang Yuanqing suddenly realized that he was just an outsider after all. In Xiao Yuan's heart, the companions of the Wuhen Master team were his own.

Once there is a conflict between the two parties, she will choose her companion unconditionally.

The anger in his heart was rising, and he sneered:

"I can give you time, no matter how many days, because you asked for it. But Madoka, what next? Can you kill him and hand him over to me, and take him to the official with your own hands? You even arrested me He doesn't allow it.

"Or is your so-called explanation meant to secretly let me go while I was gone? I finally found out today that you don't regard me as one of your own at all."

"Don't think too much." Xiaoyuan said with a straight face.

At this time, the door to the room was pushed open, Kou Beiyue poked his head in, and said angrily:

"What are you two arguing about?"

He actually heard the conversation in the room clearly, and also knew what Uncle Zhang had done. He was in extremely conflicting moods, with Xiao Yuan on one side and Yuan Shi Tian Zun on the other.

On one side is Uncle Zhang, on the other side is the justice he recognizes.

It was difficult to make a choice, so he had to enter the stage as a joke, hoping that the two people in the room would stop talking for the sake of Kou Beiyue.

Zhang Yuanqing turned around and said angrily:

"Fight for your custody rights, get out of here!"

You damn Kou Beiyue has never seen such an angry Yuanshi Tianzun, and he silently retracted his head.

After the door closed, Zhang Yuanqing asked angrily:

"I helped Kou Beiyue because of the justice in my heart. Chi Yue'an deserves to die, even if he is a deacon of the Five Elements Alliance. I just can't stand the evil people walking freely. I recognize the importance of procedural justice, but I yearn for the justice of the results.

"If this time I open my eyes and protect Xiaoyuan, I won't be able to do anything straight from now on. When I meet the next Chi Yue'an, my conscience will question me: Why do you eliminate violence and keep peace? Why do you do it? You claim to be righteous, but you are just a cover-up criminal.

"If I let him escape this time because of your concern, and he does harm to others in the future, my conscience will be uneasy. Have you ever thought about this? You haven't!

"You only have your own companions in your eyes, and there is never a place for me."

Xiao Yuan's plain white cheeks twitched, and her heart felt inexplicably painful. She took a deep breath and said coldly:

"You can't take Uncle Zhang away."

"I just want to take him away today. It's useless for anyone to come!" Zhang Yuanqing gritted his teeth and said, "Do you want to fight with me? Try throwing me again."

Madoka's eyebrows jumped.

Looking at the angry two people, Uncle Zhang, who was lying on the bed, was silent for a few seconds and whispered:

"Young man, I won't hurt anyone anymore, I promise you. But I really can't go with you, or, please give me a few days, please don't take me away now.

"I can tell you whatever you want to know."

PS: Correct typos first and then correct them.

Yesterday, I singled out several people. I drank too much and was hungover all day long, feeling groggy.