Spirit Realm Walker

The attacker has been killed. Uncle Zhang is dead? !

Getting this news unexpectedly made Zhang Yuanqing suddenly clear-headed, then fell into confusion again, sitting on the bed blankly.

For about seven or eight seconds, he took a deep breath to calm down and spoke very quickly:

"How to determine the identity of the murderer? Please explain the situation in detail where the murderer was killed."

Guan Ya's voice came from the loudspeaker:

"Early this morning, while patrolling the hospital, Wei Yuanzhou caught the attacker last night. He successfully killed the enemy with a sneak attack. The body has been transported back to the Jinghai City Public Security Department.

"He is 1.7 meters tall, about sixty years old, with very dark skin, thick fingers, and thick calluses. There are still burn marks on his chest, and the tender flesh that grew overnight can prove that the stab wounds you caused are still there. "

It was Uncle Zhang. Zhang Yuanqing, who was dying in the hospital, thought about something in an instant. He felt his heart was stabbed. He jumped up from the bed. Wearing only a pair of boxers, he ran out of the room with bare feet.

"Bang!"

With a sullen face, he kicked open the door of the standard room next door. The room was empty, and the bed where someone had been lying on last night had been tidied up.

Uncle Zhang has left.

"Yuanshi, what happened to you over there?" Guan Ya heard the sound of the door being kicked.

"I'm fine, Sister Guan Ya, send me a photo, a photo of the attacker." Zhang Yuanqing looked at the empty bed.

"The body has been transported to the Sheriff's Department. I'm in the hospital. Okay, I'm going to the Sheriff's Department now. Fortunately, it's not far away. You'll be waiting for a while." Guan Ya had to hang up the phone first.

Zhang Yuanqing returned to the room, quickly put on his clothes, pants and shoes, entered the corridor, and followed the stairs to the first floor.

He didn't even have the patience to wait for the elevator at the moment.

Hotel lobby.

The air conditioner was blowing cold air, and Madoka, wearing a white shirt and a small suit, stood at the front desk with an upright posture.

Hearing the footsteps, she turned her head and glanced coldly, then turned her head back, but halfway, she turned back again, examined Yuanshi Tianzun's face, and frowned:

"What's wrong!"

"Where has Uncle Zhang gone?"

Xiao Yuan's pretty face darkened and she said calmly:

"I don't know! If you are worried about him absconding, don't worry. Uncle Zhang will keep his word. If he breaks his promise, I will be responsible for finding him."

She was increasingly unable to control her temper in front of Yuanshi Tianzun, but she didn't notice this.

"Uncle Zhang is dead!" Zhang Yuanqing said softly: "He died in Jinghai People's Hospital this morning. He was killed by Wei Yuanzhou."

Madoka stayed there, the coldness in her eyes quickly disintegrating. She clenched her hands into fists little by little, clenching them so hard that she closed her eyes suddenly, as if she was afraid that the sadness that could not be hidden would escape from her eyes.

After a while, she opened her eyes, looked calm, and said:

"I know, this is his choice"

His choice Zhang Yuanqing was silent for a moment and whispered:

"He refuses to go with me. Is this what he calls his unfulfilled wish?"

——Use your own life in exchange for your grandson’s promotion to deacon.

He has been facing the loess and turning his back to the sky for decades, being alone and widowed for half his life, raising his grandson with grains of rice, and paying for his education with coins. In the end, he has to sacrifice his life for his grandson's future.

How stupid. Zhang Yuanqing wanted to sneer, but his chest felt uncomfortable for no reason.

Madoka said "hmm":

"He probably had this idea for a long time. Half a month ago, he was injured by an official traveler in Jinghai City. I went to see him. He was seriously injured, but he was very happy.

"I have rarely seen him smile so happily after knowing him for so many years. He said that his wish was finally fulfilled and that he would concentrate on practicing with Master Wuhen for the rest of his life and bid farewell to the past."

Zhang Yuanqing listened quietly.

"But yesterday when he came to see Master Wuhen, he seemed like a different person. His expression was gloomy and he was worried. I knew something was wrong with him, so I secretly followed him to Jinghai City, and then I found out that he was assassinating the official practitioner."

Because you don’t want to break the precept, but for the sake of your grandson’s future, you have to go against your will? Zhang Yuanqing frowned, feeling that something was contradictory and wrong.

At this time, the phone dinged and a text message came in.

He took out his phone and checked the message. It was Guan Yafa's photo.

In the photo, the dark and skinny old man was lying quietly on the morgue. The sorrow carved by the years was always condensed on his face. There was a dark red wound on his chest, as well as a large area of ​​new tender meat.

"It's Uncle Zhang"

Zhang Yuanqing sighed: "He didn't turn into a poison."

When a witch and Gu master dies in battle, his body will retain the appearance of half human and half beast. However, Uncle Zhang died as a human being, which means that he did not choose to fight and was willing to die.

"Ding dong!"

The prompt sounded again, and Guan Ya sent a large paragraph of text:

"The call was interrupted just now. I haven't finished speaking yet. I don't understand a few details. The attacker was attacked from behind by Wei Yuanzhou and pierced through the heart. He was seriously ill before his death. This is the ability of the God of Plague.

"However, such an injury and condition shouldn't kill him with one blow. The psychic had a chance to fight to the death, but he didn't turn into a poison, which is very strange.

"I didn't ask these questions in person. Come back and try to ask the spirit."

"No need to ask, we will reply." Zhang Yuanqing typed the message and replied to Guan Ya. Halfway through the typing, he saw Guan Ya's second message:

"I always feel that there are many unreasonable things about this matter. The attacker's purpose of assassinating Bai Hu Long Live is unknown, and how he got to Bai Hu Long Live's residence is unknown.

"From the video of last night's battle, the attacker is agile and good at chasing. As a senior saint, he actually allowed the White Tiger to escape despite ambush in advance?

"I watched the surveillance of the second assassination, and I seriously doubt the attacker's assassination level."

Guan Ya half complained and half told her own views on the incident.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at this information, frowned little by little, and noticed the contradiction.

According to Uncle Zhang himself, he assassinated Long Live White Tiger in order to clear the way for his grandson's promotion. Then there was no possibility of keeping his hand. An established saint ambush the newly promoted saint. He had such a huge advantage, but failed. , there are indeed doubts, and it is not reasonable.

The most unreasonable thing is that since Long Live the White Tiger is just an insignificant passerby, and there was no deliberate tracking or investigation during this period, how could Uncle Zhang, an evil professional, easily find the address of Long Live the White Tiger?

Unless there is a mole!

Zhang Yuanqing's brows jumped and he said:

"I'm going to see Master Wuhen."

Madoka looked at him confused.

But Zhang Yuanqing did not explain. He turned around and ran towards the corridor, along the stairs, and rushed to the fourth floor in one breath. He stopped outside the door of room "404", slapped the door, and said:

"Master, I need to see you for something!"

After shouting, Zhang Yuanqing tried to turn the door handle.

"Crack!"

The door handle was opened smoothly, and in the next second, the hotel corridor disappeared, the wooden door disappeared, and was replaced by a Buddhist temple with green smoke and candles.

Zhang Yuanqing subconsciously looked at the majestic golden Buddha that reached the top of the hall. It was sitting with a flower in its hands, its eyes half-squinted, looking down at the bottom with a mixture of compassion and ferocity.

The Golden Buddha has not changed, and the master's state of mind is still very stable. Zhang Yuanqing's eyes dropped, he looked at the back of Tsing Yi sitting cross-legged on the futon, bowed and said:

"Master, Uncle Zhang has returned to the spiritual realm. I have something to puzzle about, so I came here to ask for advice."

After a pause, before Master Wuhen could respond, he asked directly:

"Why did Uncle Zhang see you yesterday? Do you know about him?"

There was silence in the hall for a moment. Master Wuhen suppressed his painful voice and echoed in the hall:

"He said that he found his grandson who had been separated for many years, and his grandson forced him to assassinate the official saint. He didn't want to commit another murder. He was in pain, but he was ashamed of that child and he couldn't refuse.

"He plans to use his own life to compensate for his grandson. He came to say goodbye to me last night. He is returning to the spiritual realm early."

Wei Yuanzhou forced him to assassinate Long Live White Tiger? !

There was a "boom" in Zhang Yuanqing's head, like thunder exploding, and his expression suddenly froze.

After a brief period of confusion and consternation, his thoughts quickly returned. He was no longer doubtful and confused, and the context of the entire incident suddenly became clear.

After the killing dungeon ended, the number of official saints increased slightly, squeezing out the promotion space of the established saints. Because Wei Yuanzhou was "unsociable", his chances of promotion were slim and difficult.

Not long ago, I reunited with my long-lost grandfather, who was still a psychic, so I had a crooked idea and forced my grandfather to assassinate Long Live White Tiger to clear the way for him.

Therefore, Long Live the White Tiger did not realize that she was being followed, but her residence was exposed because the enemy came from within.

All the doubts raised by Guan Ya were explained. Zhang Yuanqing smiled bitterly in his heart.

According to Uncle Zhang's mentality, the next step should be to "take the initiative to donate", but it backfired. I didn't expect that the person who came to support would be me.

Zhang Yuanqing continued to think logically.

No wonder Uncle Zhang's expression was so horrifying when he heard Xiao Yuan introduce me last night. Yuan Shi Tianzun's reputation as a partner of justice was already known to him from Kou Beiyue.

If Wei Yuanzhou forced him to assassinate his colleagues, I would not forgive him, so he shouldered all the crimes.

If I were a scout, I should have seen the clues last night. Alas, I wanted to solve it privately, so I didn’t take Sister Guan Ya with me. There was another thing I didn’t want to understand. In this case, there was no need to ask for help from Songhai and "solve" it privately. Isn’t it perfect for Wei Yuanzhou to take all the credit for killing the attacker?

He forced his grandfather to assassinate his colleagues. If he failed, he treated his grandfather who had raised him as a success and killed him. Wei Yuanzhou was a maniac who was courteous and gentle on the outside but paranoid and gloomy on the inside.

Why didn’t Sister Guan Ya see it? Does he have special props to hide his temperament? Or if you pretend to be a gentleman for a long time, you will really become a gentleman, and it will be difficult to distinguish the true from the false?

This beast Zhang Yuanqing exhaled a breath of filthy air and said:

"Master, I understand!"

He turned around with cold eyes and walked out of the hall. Master Wuhen's warning came from behind him:

"This matter has its own cause and effect. The poor monk respects his choice. You don't need to worry about it."

Do you want me to mind my own business? Stop interfering? Zhang Yuanqing paused, stopped at the door of the palace, thought for a few seconds, and retorted:

"Master, I am not your disciple, and you don't need to teach me how to do things."

Stride away.

He returned to the lobby, walked straight to the front desk, and looked at Madoka:

"drive!

"Send me to the Jinghai City Public Security Department."

Jinghai City, Hemen District Public Security Department.

In the morgue, Wei Yuanzhou stood alone beside the morgue, silently staring at the old man's remains.

The past years are surging in his heart. He lost his parents when he was young, and has lived with his grandfather for as long as he can remember. His grandfather knew nothing but farming, and his life was poor and difficult.

Wei Yuanzhou has been envious of his classmates for their pocket money since he was a child, and for their new clothes and beautiful schoolbags. However, he wears the same clothes for three years, sews and mends them for another year, and cannot get poverty subsidies.

From elementary school to junior high school, I wore shoes that my brother next door didn’t want.

A child who lives with his grandfather and cannot even afford new clothes is destined to become the target of alienation from the children in the same village. It becomes even worse after he goes to school. The children in the same village will still look at the parents for their parents' sake, and at most they will become alienated.

His classmates in school would only resort to violence against poor children like him who had no support from their parents.

Wei Yuanzhou remembers that when he first entered middle school, there was a parent-teacher meeting in class. His grandfather, who had just finished his farm work and was covered in mud, hurried to school.

As a result, they were not even allowed to enter the school gate.

He could remember the looks in his classmates and teachers' eyes for the rest of his life.

He hates those classmates and teachers, and even more hates his grandfather who makes him embarrassed. Can't you even change your clothes?

Wei Yuanzhou spent the first half of his life in alienation, contempt and violence, so he studied hard, which was the only way for him to change his destiny.

In order not to be looked down upon and to no longer suffer violence, he actively expressed himself, participated in class activities, helped classmates, cooperated with teachers, was gentle, respectful and thrifty, and became a good person in the eyes of classmates, a good student in the eyes of teachers, and a good dog in the eyes of school bullies. .

If you are a perfect person, you will not be looked down upon or bullied by others, because they cannot find fault with you.

The year his grandfather had an accident, he was extremely afraid of being retaliated by relatives of that family. More than ten years of hard life did not sharpen his will, but instead brought him a serious psychological shadow.

He couldn't understand why his grandfather wanted revenge and why he wanted to break his peaceful life.

The weak will be bullied by the strong. This has been true since ancient times. The grandfather who has never read books is very sad because he does not understand these principles.

To become a strong man, you do not rely on ordinary courage, but on wisdom and hard work. With his own efforts, he successfully completed college, became a spiritual walker by chance, entered the Five Elements Alliance, and finally ushered in a beautiful life.

Over the years, he has not dared to make the slightest mistake. He is afraid of making mistakes and encountering violence and punishment.

But his grandfather's shadow has always shrouded him. His grandfather's crimes seriously hindered his future, making him a key observation target of the organization.

And just half a month ago, he met his long-lost grandfather again.

What he felt was not affection and joy, but fear, yes, intense fear.

Because it's an evil profession.

For Wei Yuanzhou, this was a devastating disaster.

Why do you want to come back? Since you chose to abandon me, please completely disappear from my world. Why do you want to destroy my life and my future?

Wei Yuanzhou thought of a way to kill two birds with one stone. He told his grandfather, if you really think about me and really want to compensate me, just clear out my competitors.

But the assassination was unsuccessful. After watching the surveillance, he knew that his grandfather was unwilling to take action.

The only way to do this was to get rid of him - that's what Wei Yuanzhou thought at the time.

But Grandpa is a senior saint and an evil profession stronger than law, so he is not sure.

So he persuaded the superior deacon to ask for help from the Songhai branch.

In doing so, on the one hand, the people in the Songhai branch do not know his details and cannot know his relationship with his grandfather. On the other hand, the senior officials of the Jinghai branch know his family background and are very likely to catch clues during the investigation. .

On the other hand, the merits gained by the people in the Songhai branch will not affect him and will not become his competitors.

And he can also use this meritorious service to advance to the next level and become a deacon.

But he didn't expect that Yuanshi Tianzun joined the Songhai Patrol and was sent to deal with the matter.

Fortunately, there were twists and turns, but in the end it ended perfectly.

No, there's still one step left. Wei Yuanzhou took out a piece of white paper with a round outside and a square inside from the inventory, and covered the old man's face.

The paper burned silently, and as the flames moved, an old figure disappeared in the light of the fire.

This is a consumable item that Wei Yuanzhou purchased on the black market in the past half month. Its function is very simple, it is to dispel the remaining spirits of the deceased.

The water in Wei Yuanzhou's palm flashed, and he gently stroked his grandfather's face, taking away the ashes burned by the paper.

"I'm sorry, I have to walk my own path in the future."

He whispered to himself, took one last look at his grandfather's remains, and turned away without hesitation.

The moment he stepped out of the morgue, he felt relaxed and there was no more gloom in his heart.

The seventh floor is the official office of Walker.

In the Hemen District Deacon's Office, Wei Yuanzhou was sitting upright beside the sofa in the living room, his posture was like a clock, and he was meticulous.

The deacon in Hemen District is a level 5 mountain god with a spiritual ID of moving mountains. He is a short but extremely stocky middle-aged man with a gentle temperament and a pedantic temperament.

"It has been confirmed that he is a psychic. He did a good job. According to the organizational system, killing a psychic will be recorded as a C-level meritorious service. I will submit an application report for you." Deacon Moving Mountain said with a smile:

"Coupled with the qualifications and merits you have accumulated in the past few years, you have reached the level. It is not a big problem. From now on, everyone will be on the same level."

Wei Yuanzhou's handsome face showed a gentle and heartfelt smile:

"Thank you, leader!"

Deacon Moshan nodded slightly and asked:

"Have you found out the identity of the psychic?"

Wei Yuanzhou shook his head: "I have asked my colleagues from the Public Security Department to do facial recognition, but there is no information, and there is no harvest from DNA comparison. As you know, DNA collection has not been popularized by the whole people."

In fact, the facial recognition results were already produced, but he suppressed them.

As a captain-level walker, it would be easy to suppress such trivial matters unless the mountain-moving deacon was personally watching.

It is impossible for leaders to do everything personally. Moreover, the incident had little impact and has been resolved.

At most, let him write a report and be willing to ask questions face to face, which is already very responsible.

Deacon Moshan nodded and said:

"Inform the Night Wandering God of Taiyi Sect to come over and ask for help. We still have to go through the necessary procedures."

"This" Wei Yuanzhou looked confused.

Deacon Banshan put down the tea cup and asked, "What's the problem?"

"That's right," Wei Yuanzhou said:

"Before I attacked and killed the psychic, in order to ensure success and prevent the other party from fighting in a trapped beast and affecting innocent people, I used the props of the Night Travel God profession to severely damage the other party's spirit body.

"I'm afraid that his soul is gone right now, and there is no spirit body left."

The mountain-moving deacon frowned and muttered:

"forget about it."

He picked up the tea cup again and sipped the fragrant and sweet tea.

Wei Yuanzhou stood up at the right time, "I'll go back and do some work first."

The mountain-moving deacon smiled and nodded.

Leaving the office, Wei Yuanzhou walked through the huge office area.

"Captain Wei!"

"Hello, Captain Wei!"

"Captain Wei, let's settle the matter. Let's have dinner together tonight."

Along the way, official travelers and civilian employees put aside their good intentions. They were all good people and extremely humble.

Wei Yuanzhou responded one by one, showing a heartfelt smile.

At this moment, he saw the Songhai patrol striding towards the door of the office area, led by Yuanshi Tianzun who had disappeared all night.

PS: typos should be corrected first and then corrected.