Spirit Realm Walker

Saturday, 11pm.

Zhang Yuanqing woke up with a yawn, his eyes were bleary, and he became a night wanderer. He couldn't sleep at night and played games all night long. He had no energy during the day and kept feeling sleepy and dozing off.

Two days have passed since the funeral that night. Li Dongze and Guan Ya went out frequently and participated in the search for Hei Wuchang and his subordinates.

This delayed Zhang Yuanqing's fighting training.

Originally, according to Li Dongze's plan, Guan Ya should give Yuan Shi fighting training next. With Ye Youshen's physical fitness, it would not be difficult to get started with fighting in a short time.

But due to the Holy Grail and roster issues, it had to be postponed. After all, the second team was short of personnel.

Zhang Yuanqing once asked Li Dongze about those teammates who had never shown up, but Shi Chang's expression suddenly became unnatural, as if he had something to hide.

The considerate Yuanshi Tianzun did not continue to ask.

In addition, Wang Qian from the Killing Palace agreed to be his informant, and he was unexpectedly cooperative and very aware.

Because of the Ou Xiangrong incident, the management of Songhai University suddenly became stricter. The school did not allow students living on campus to go out at night, so the friendship was put on hold.

After a brief wash, before grandma had finished lunch, Zhang Yuanqing went back to the room and started teasing the baby spirit.

At this moment, he was making preparations for Little Doubi. After experiencing 50% of the experience, the purity and thickness of the power of Taiyin were increased. Then he discovered that the intelligence of the infant spirit nourished by the power of Taiyin was slightly improved.

Zhang Yuanqing placed the textbooks around the round and cute baby spirit, with mathematics on the left, Chinese on the right, and English and physics in the front and back.

"Your master is very talented and knowledgeable. You can't lag behind. Choose one."

The little funny boy opened his dark eyes, tilted his head and thought for a long time, and finally understood what Zhang Yuanqing meant. Then he quickly moved his limbs and crawled towards the physics textbook.

"Oh, he is a promising child."

As soon as Zhang Yuanqing's face broke into a smile, he saw the little guy crossed over the physics textbook and hugged the PS5 game console. Because he couldn't reach the entity, it fell down.

"You're worthless, you don't look like me at all!" Zhang Yuanqing criticized angrily.

"When I was your age, I could already compose poems in seven steps."

well! He sighed in disappointment. If he wanted to improve Ying Ling's intelligence and train him to become a talented person, he had to master the skill of night wandering gods and raising ghosts.

Then you have to upgrade.

Counting the time, the second spiritual realm mission is coming soon.

After lunch, Zhang Yuanqing walked into the bedroom, poured warm boiling water into the tea cup, opened the bedside table and took out the white medicine bottle.

"Really, I was so busy during this period that I forgot to take my medicine, and it was postponed for two days."

He muttered as he tipped the medicine bottle and poured a few small pills into his palm.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuanqing's expression was startled.

Yes, I postponed it for two days. Why didn’t the old disease relapse?

My condition is obviously getting worse and worse, and the frequency of attacks will only become faster, and it is impossible to postpone it.

Is it because my physical fitness has changed since I became the Night God?

"Speaking of which, I haven't had any illnesses since I was promoted to Night Travel God. Could it be that I'm cured?" He felt happy but not sure, so he planned to give it a try.

Take a deep breath, close your eyes, and picture your father's blurry face in your mind.

After an unknown amount of time, his heart pounded, his brain began to boil, all kinds of noises poured into his mind, and all kinds of broken images came to life.

But in the next moment, the noise became orderly and the picture was no longer broken.

No, it’s not that the sounds and images have become more orderly, but that the brain’s ability to process information has increased.

He heard his uncle dancing in his living room, and the background music was "Jianbing Guozi".

My aunt was watching TV series in the bedroom and complained from time to time: It's too noisy, please keep it down.

The sound of grandma washing dishes in the kitchen.

The bed downstairs was creaking. By analyzing the collision sound, Zhang Yuanqing could proudly conclude that the hostess was lying on her stomach.

The brain continues to process information

"Guan Ya always has an indescribable confidence in her, and Shi Chang seems to be quite polite to her, which is different from Wang Tai and me. When I mentioned the team members, the expression on Shi Chang's face was one of embarrassment and helplessness. Musician Wang There is something wrong with Qian's change of attitude. He was disdainful of me yesterday."

"Xiao Doubi has a special closeness to my aunt, aunt, aunt"

At this moment, the bedroom door suddenly opened, and Zhang Yuan's mysterious and mysterious state was instantly broken.

"Let's go, go shopping with me in the mall." Jiang Yuyi said softly.

Her outfit today is a knee-length pleated skirt, white shoes, and a light blue loose singlet. Because she looks sweet and cute, she looks very cool and well-behaved.

This well-behaved appearance is the main reason why Jiang Yuyi has become a popular figure in the blind date market.

Confident men find beautiful and well-behaved women easy to control, while men with low self-esteem find such beauties less stressful to deal with.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at his aunt blankly, and suddenly two lines of warm blood spurted out of his nose.

Songhai Airport.

Fu Qingyang, who was sitting in a business car in the underground parking garage, waited for a long time and dialed his assistant's mobile phone with a frown.

After the call was connected, he asked in a low voice:

"Why haven't you come out yet?"

He came to pick him up from the plane. The flight landed an hour ago, but the assistant hasn't brought him out yet.

Fu Baifu's long time is precious, how can he waste it on such a trivial matter?

"Centurion, he" the assistant lowered his voice and said: "He hooked up with a beautiful woman. He stayed in the airport and refused to leave. He said he wanted to exchange feelings."

Fu Qingyang's forehead veins jumped and he said:

"Tell him whether he will come out on his own or if I go in and he will drag him out."

The assistant responded and immediately hung up the phone.

A few minutes later, the assistant led a young man into the underground parking garage and headed towards the commercial car park.

This young man was wearing off-white loose trousers and a light blue singlet. His clothes fluttered as he walked, making him extremely elegant. He had handsome features and half-squinted eyes with a smile, and he had a laziness that went deep into his bones.

Friendly, laid-back, harmless.

This is the impression young people give.

Fu Qingyang said coldly: "As expected of a playboy, women throw themselves into his arms wherever he goes."

This eponymous playboy, as his name suggests, is an out-and-out playboy. His father is the head of the Taiyi Sect and his family is prominent. In addition to his outstanding talents, there are countless people around him.

If he is simply lustful, it is certainly not enough to rank with Fu Qingyang. This guy is nicknamed a playboy because he understands women very well and has a good reputation in the women's circle.

Facing the ridicule, Lingjun narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Don't say it so vulgarly, beauties are works of art. Only by savoring them carefully and understanding them slowly can you discover their beauty. This is elegance."

Fu Qingyang frowned, "Because of your elegance, I wasted an hour and delayed my business."

"Brother Qingyang, life is not just about career, there are many beauties worth exploring." Lingjun squinted his eyes and smiled: "I already know about Judge Ghost Eye and will fully assist you. My father is very sorry for Judge Ghost Eye's death. care."

"Why?" Fu Qingyang looked at him.

"The time of death of this person and the Demon Lord was very close, and my father suspected that there was a connection between the two."

"Why is the sect master obsessed with the death of the Demon Lord and the search for the Demon Lord's successor?"

"Because before the Demon Lord died, he left something very important in the character card."

"what."

"I can only tell you that that thing represents the ultimate, the essence of the spiritual realm."

Runfa Shopping Mall, milk tea shop.

Zhang Yuanqing, who was carrying large and small shopping bags, sat down, picked up the glass, took a deep sip of the milk tea with ice cubes floating on it, and let out a satisfied sigh.

Suddenly I felt like my whole person came to life.

The most tiring thing about shopping with my aunt is not the physical pain, but the mental torture.

Fortunately, the good looks of young ladies can alleviate this fatigue. Zhang Yuanqing was in a good mood while drinking milk tea.

He confirmed one thing, his strange disease was effectively alleviated.

In addition to the reduction in the frequency of attacks, it has also become easier for him to actively activate old illnesses. The most important point is that symptoms such as headaches and nosebleeds have been alleviated after the onset.

Maybe in the future, he can freely control the boiling state of his brain, and then he can ask Wang Tai to help him write the paper, hehe.

No, this is too useless. Zhang Yuanqing quickly expelled this tempting idea from his mind.

"Oh, this month's salary is not enough." The aunt said with emotion.

Zhang Yuanqing squinted at her and said disdainfully: "When did you have enough salary to spend? All you spent was your grandparents' money."

My aunt is still an intern doctor and her salary is extremely low, but she does not lack luxury goods. Most of her expenses are provided by her grandparents.

The grandparents have a lot of savings, the eldest daughter has a successful career, and the eldest son has married a wealthy daughter-in-law. They are both owners who are not short of money, so the savings can only be left to the younger daughter.

Jiang Yuyi pursed her lips and said pitifully: "Yes, yes, who makes my aunt useless? I can't make any money, so I can only rely on my father with all my strength."

While chatting, Zhang Yuanqing took out his mobile phone and logged into the official forum as a habit to see if there would be any interesting posts.

The official forum has two major functions. One is to officially release some important notices and information; the other is for spiritual practitioners from all over the country to communicate and share information and intelligence.

In Zhang Yuanqing's view, the water forum is a way to quickly increase knowledge.

Soon, a post caught his attention:

# A large number of new A-level and S-level spiritual realms have appeared in the Night Travel God profession, and official Night Travel Gods from various places have been "missing" #

PS: Correct typos first and then correct them.