Spirit Realm Walker

Although the Anti-Black and White Alliance has a ridiculous name, its rules and regulations are quite formal, indicating that they are not stragglers but a serious civil society organization. Zhang Yuanqing thought for a while and replied:

"no problem!"

After sending the message, he walked to the window and looked down at Cao Qianxiu on the roadside.

The girl raised her head, and their eyes met. She nodded seriously, then raised her hand and chopped off her brother's head, scolding:

"I'm still watching a show. Follow me to the stop and take the bus."

Eight-year-old Cao Chao followed his sister with his head drooped and walked towards the bus stop 500 meters away.

After taking a few steps, the siblings heard a call from upstairs: "Wait!"

Cao Chao's eyes lit up and he stopped obediently.

Zhang Yuanqing retracted his head, and after more than ten seconds, he stuck his head out again and dropped a large bag of snacks.

The big bag of snacks clattered to the ground. Eight-year-old Cao Chao ran over quickly like a wild dog and stuffed the package containing the huge snacks into his schoolbag without even looking.

When my mother quarrels, she is not distracted, and she is one with nature, so she won't notice him. Cao Chao put his small schoolbag on his back and ran away quickly with his short legs.

Cao Qianxiu downstairs glanced at the young tenant helplessly and strode to follow her brother.

Zhang Yuanqing put his hands on the window sill and looked at the retreating figures of his siblings with a smile on his lips. The morning sun shone on his face, making it as gentle as jade.

Today, Friday, is the seventh day since he came to the Free Federation. In a week, he has successfully completed thirteen low-level tasks in a row, and finally accumulated 60 bronze points. He is still 40 points short of completing the task. Become a silver hunter.

The evaluation given to him by the bounty hunter app backend is: extremely talented!

In addition, with his excellent social skills, he became very familiar with the landlord and his family. Both the landlord and the landlord thought that this young man was of good character, handsome and well-spoken.

The little kid Cao Chao also likes his big brother next door, because the big brother will stuff high-end snacks into his schoolbag when his parents are not paying attention. Cao Chao will carry his schoolbag and enter the classroom with great pride, in front of the envy of the students. Take out snacks in your eyes.

The boys succumbed to the snacks one after another and followed him at full speed.

Girls also like to play with him and shyly say: Cao Chao, can I have your snacks?

In the words of the big brother next door: You get priority in choosing your mate at a young age!

Until the Cao siblings disappeared, Zhang Yuanqing left the window and went into the bathroom to wash up. He stood in front of the mirror and brushed his teeth while thinking about whether to continue looking for his mother.

In fact, with Chen Shu's identity as an ordinary person, his stargazing skills, and the bond between mother and son, he can completely deduce the mother's position through stargazing skills.

But after learning that Chen Shu was backed by the merchant guild and a demigod, he suddenly didn't want to go to the old lady anymore.

Today, most of the things have been understood, including how the headache came about, how the old lady got the little blue pill, and why she wanted to go abroad (because there are large organizations abroad that can keep her father's clone). These causes and consequences It's all clear.

The only thing that remains unclear is whether the relic left by his father to him is a fragment of the Compass of Light.

Zhang Yuanqing originally thought that his headache was caused by the core fragment of the Bright Compass tearing apart his soul.

But Master Wuhen made it clear that the core fragment of the Bright Compass was not in Zhang Yuanqing's body.

There are two possibilities: First, the core fragment of the Bright Compass left after tearing apart the soul.

Second, my father’s relics are not core fragments.

This matter can only be clarified by asking Chen Shu. Zhang Yuanqing was even prepared to not cooperate, so he used dreams and illusions to "force" her to confess.

Now I suddenly know that Chen Shu and the president are on the same team. There is no point in forcing you to do something that the demigod doesn't want to tell you.

Zhang Yuanqing felt a little unmotivated.

"Let go of those who are looking for Chen Shu in advance, so the current goals are: First, be promoted to Golden Hunter within a month and meet the requirements of the gold owner's father. Second, wait silently for promotion to Master at the end of the year. Third, find a way to subdue Wei Ni and get the magic weapon." Jun fragments. Four, hunt down the spiritual realm walkers in the first area as much as possible and collect props. Five, clean up the dirty Free Federation."

Among the five small goals, the second and third are bound. If you want to subdue Winnie, you have to be promoted to the master. The body of a saint is too reluctant to deal with the eighth-level master.

The Demon King's treasure map is not an urgent need. It is unwise to plot an eighth-level domination at the saint stage. The benefits are not proportional to the risks.

Numbers 1, 4, and 5 are related and can be done together.

The specific operation is to do more tasks, expand more channels and connections, and not be blind, so it is necessary to join the Anti-Black and White Alliance.

"I can change my breath and appearance, I can have multiple identities, and each identity can control several channels.

"I am Batman, Spider-Man, and Superman at the same time. When necessary, I can also be Thanos. The profession of illusionist is really fun. There are only a handful of Night Gods in the first area. Without astrology, I would like to know It’s almost impossible to find my true form.”

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Yuanqing was invited to knock on the door of 401, carrying a bottle of Lafite.

"Hello, brother!" Cao Chao shouted happily as he opened the door, his eyes filled with admiration.

Every boy once idolized his elder brother.

Zhang Yuanqing touched his head and walked through the entrance hall into the living room. The landlady and the housekeeping aunt were busy in the kitchen. The landlady Cao Qing was sitting on the sofa watching TV. He was wearing a black stand-up collar T-shirt with a bulging belly.

"Why did you bring wine?" Cao Qing stood up to greet him, his eyes swept over the red wine logo, and the smile on his face suddenly deepened, and he said with a smile:

"Hey, the 1990s Lafite is a great vintage. How did you know that I like red wine?"

You don't like red wine, what you like is expensive red wine. Zhang Yuanqing also smiled: "Just give it as a gift, as long as Brother Cao likes it."

Cao Qing is a slick and profit-seeking businessman. For businessmen, giving something valuable is the best gift.

This is called following one's own preferences.

Cao Qing led Zhang Yuanqing to sit down, touched his son's head, and said, "Let your sister come out and make tea. Use my precious Pu'er in the third compartment of the tea cabinet in the bedroom."

When Cao Chao rushed into the corridor, Cao Qing sighed:

"Songhai University is a good university. It's a famous school. Brother, Xiu'er's grades are up to you. If she doesn't obey, just scold her. If she still doesn't listen, tell her mother. That Xiu'er has been No one can cure her if she is disobedient, but she is afraid of her mother.

"When her mother yells, the dead girl will be half-cowarded."

No problem, bloodline suppression plus occupational status suppression. Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart that Saturdays and weekends were his time to make up lessons, but because the landlord and his family were going out for fun tomorrow, the private lessons were advanced.

An hour and a half tonight, an hour and a half tomorrow night.

While chatting, Cao Qing suddenly said:

"Chinatown is not peaceful recently. Remember to close the doors and windows at night."

Zhang Yuanqing shrugged: "When is the night in the Free Federation ever safe?"

Cao Qing was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Xiao Zhang, you know jokes, hahaha, yes, it is indeed unsafe at night in the Free Federation, so you know why Batman has to show half of his face."

It is worth mentioning that the landlady likes to tell jokes - hell jokes and bad jokes.

Zhang Yuanqing took advantage of the situation and asked: "Why?"

Cao Qing said seriously: "Because of this, the police can tell that he is white."

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment before he understood the meaning of Mr. Landlady.

It is indeed a hell of a joke!

After the joke ended, Cao Qing said seriously: "There have been more than a dozen murders in Chinatown, the lower town at the southern end of the Isle of Man."

Zhang Yuanqing put away his smile and frowned: "What kind of murder case is it? What did the police say?"

"No explanation!" Cao Qing shrugged. "The police station will always tell you that the case is still under investigation and there is no comment. In fact, people have been murdered on Wall Street since half a month ago, and as of yesterday, there were eleven cases. There were 17 people in total. But all the people who died were Chinese, so the media just mentioned it and did not report it extensively, nor did they organize to put pressure on the police department."

Zhang Yuanqing didn't hear much about a vicious serial murder case. Of course, he had gone out early and returned late in the past week. He was busy with tasks and his energy was not in Chinatown. In addition, he never read the news or newspapers in New York County, so the news was inevitably lagging behind.

Then there is Chinatown in the lower town at the southern end of the Isle of Man. It has more than 40 blocks and a population of nearly 200,000. If spread out, there will be an average of one case in three streets.

If you don’t pay careful attention, it’s easy to ignore.

But after all, it is a serial murder case, so "silent" is enough to show that the media does not take it seriously.

Cao Qing suddenly lowered his voice, "I heard that there are wild Taoist priests from Maoshan who are making zombies in Chinatown."

Zhang Yuanqing responded with a surprised expression: "Is there any evidence?"

Cao Qing's voice became even lower and he said:

"I have a few friends with connections in the police station, and the information I got from them is that the bodies of the deceased were blue and their nails were black. They were not normal corpses. The superiors of the police station issued a death order. Once the corpses of serial murders are discovered, It must be burned that night and cannot be preserved. You know the Haas Street Police Station, the police station six kilometers away. The forensic doctor there disobeyed the order and insisted on leaving the body for autopsy. As a result, he was killed by the zombies who transformed into corpses and sucked the blood away. Damn it, this matter is confidential, please don’t spread it outside.”

"It's still a secret." Cao Qianxiu came over with two cups of tea and sneered, "If it's a secret, how would you know? Zombie? Hehe, then do you want to buy a few kilograms of glutinous rice to keep at home?"

Zhang Yuanqing turned to look at Cao Qianxiu.

The girl pretended to be disdainful, but there was a solemn look in her eyes.

Cao Qing coughed awkwardly and said, "Drink tea, drink tea."

Dinner was quickly prepared, and Zhang Yuanqing and the landlady's family sat at the dining table to eat and chat - the landlady didn't like Anne and never invited her to dinner.

Considering Zhang Yuanqing's taste, the landlady made two Songhai dishes tonight - braised bamboo shoots in oil and pan-fried chicken sauce.

Cao Qing tasted the fried food and frowned frequently:

"Oh my god, how could you put so much oil in? Are you trying to attract the Free Federation's troops?"

The landlady didn't understand, "What a mess, whether you like it or not."

Cao Qing looked at Zhang Yuanqing disappointedly, and Zhang Yuanqing said solemnly: "I don't plan to eat this dish."

"Why?" Cao Qing asked.

Zhang Yuanqing looked serious: "Because I don't want too much oil to accumulate in my stomach, which will attract the Free Federation's troops."

Cao Qing burst into laughter and said, "Interesting, so interesting, Xiao Zhang, your ability to tell jokes is completely comparable to mine."

Cao Qianxiu and the landlady looked at them blankly, looking at them like fools.

After dinner, Zhang Yuanqing entered Cao Qianxiu's boudoir.

At the request of the landlady, the door opened to face the living room.

The two of them were sitting on the sofa in the bedroom, with textbooks spread out on the glass round table. Cao Qianxiu said coldly:

"I doubt you are a scout."

Zhang Yuanqing asked calmly: "Why do you say that?"

"Because serious scouts can't understand my dad's bad jokes." Cao Qianxiu said.

Zhang Yuanqing said sincerely that your ability to tell hell jokes is not inferior to that of your father.

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the living room and said:

"You just want to complain, not really doubt. You plan to observe my skills and combat power in the next trial mission. These are my observations."

Cao Qianxiu nodded slightly and gave a fair reply: "Your insight skills are very accurate. Now, let's talk about this trial mission. Do you know about the serial murders in Chinatown?"

Zhang Yuanqing said: "I heard it from your father just now. Of course, I don't believe it is the so-called Maoshan Warlock."

Cao Qianxiu nodded: "Of course it's not the Maoshan Warlock. If nothing else, it's the Night Walker God! This is the conclusion after our Anti-Black and White Alliance collected evidence and analyzed it. You are from the second district, so you should know about the Night Walker God."

Having said this, Cao Qianxiu's expression became slightly solemn: "That is the only profession with peak combat power among the lawful professions."

The so-called peak combat power is a profession that can definitely win if both sides are at the same level and have no props or environmental advantages.

Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice: "The number of night wandering gods is very small, how come they appear in Chinatown?"

"You are also a scout, why are you in Chinatown?" Cao Qianxiu asked, casually speaking:

"In the Chinese settlements in New York County, the number of Spiritual Realm Walkers in the second area is very small, but it is not non-existent. Some of them immigrated from the first area, and some of them came back to their hometowns to travel or visit relatives. They accidentally became Spiritual Realm Walker.”

She did not delve further into this topic and said:

"The top leaders of the Anti-Black and White Alliance take serial murders very seriously. If the night wanderer is allowed to continue, more innocent people will be victimized. Those who died are all Chinese and our compatriots. We must find the murderer as soon as possible."

"Why not leave it to Heaven's Punishment?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

After speaking, he saw disdain in Cao Qianxiu's eyes.

"Because Heavenly Punishment doesn't want to take care of it," she said.

Tianpu doesn't want to take care of it, which is a ridiculous and realistic answer. Zhang Yuanqing shook his head and laughed, "I'm not very familiar with the first district."

Cao Qian hummed and explained:

"First of all, Tianpu has always been unwilling to care about the spiritual realm walker incident in Chinatown. It doesn't matter whether it is indifferent or lazy. In short, it just doesn't care.

"Anyway, the people who died were not black and white people, and they could not form a larger public opinion. There are countless shootings and robberies in New York County every day, and only eleven people were killed in two months. Such spiritual realm practitioners are already very gentle in the eyes of heaven." . And wandering around at night is probably a thankless job.

“Secondly, the Chinese should resolve their own affairs and don’t cause trouble to them. This is a tacit understanding formed by the Spiritual Realm Walkers organization within the Chinese and the Heavenly Punishment.

"If Heavenly Punishment tolerates our existence, we must maintain order for Heavenly Punishment. We can kill or kill them internally, but we must not hinder their stability and order."

Zhang Yuanqing said: "Okay, I have learned a lot."

This is completely different from the second district. The style of the Five Elements Alliance is that everything must be in hand. Whether it is a non-governmental organization or a spiritual family, everything must be under the management and supervision of the Five Elements Alliance. The Five Elements Alliance must have absolute authority. dominion.

The systems of the two major official organizations have their own advantages and disadvantages. The governance plan of the Five Elements Alliance is more stable and safer, and there will be many fewer vicious incidents. The shortcomings are the shortcomings of the system.

When you encounter injustice and power, you can only give in, or turn over the table like him and drag Cai Qinhe to death together.

The turmoil at the trial meeting was the sequelae of the flaws in the Five Elements Alliance system.

Needless to say, the shortcomings of the heavenly punishment system are that the organizations of various spiritual realm practitioners are chaotic and complex, there are many big and small princes, and there are also evil camps. It is strange that public security can be good.

Cao Qianxiu took out her mobile phone, opened the chat software, and downloaded a document:

"Our Anti-Black and White Alliance has collected a very complete set of information and clues, all copied from the police station. Now your first assessment is here. Please use this information to deduce the suspect's next area of ​​action. "

Cao Qianxiu handed over the phone, her beautiful eyes flashing with anticipation.

PS: typos should be corrected first and then corrected.