Spirit Realm Walker

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing had climbed onto the window sill and was about to jump off.

Looking at the wraith spirits with distorted postures and walking step by step, Zhang Yuanqing seemed to have returned to the She Ling Tunnel, fighting against the wraith spirits and zombies with the body of an ordinary person.

There are many crises and dangers everywhere.

But unlike the mountain temple, at least there was still the main hall as a shelter.

But in the dream, he had nothing, props, reinforcements, and skills all disappeared.

Things in reality cannot be brought into dreams.

etc!

Suddenly, a forgotten item appeared in his mind.

Dream Jade Talisman!

The consumables given to him by Master Wuhen are the professional props of the illusionist and the consumables produced by the nightmare-making machine.

It is also in the realm of dreams, can it appear in dreams?

But I can't open the inventory. No, since it is a prop in the dream realm, it does not necessarily have to be used in reality. Since it is a dream, what will happen if I imagine it?

Seeing the murderous woman in white getting closer and closer, Zhang Yuanqing no longer hesitated and decided to give it a try.

Immediately visualize the outline of black jade in your mind.

In the process, half of his feet stepped out of the window sill.

At this moment, the murderous woman in white had walked backwards to the window, twisted her arm 180 degrees, and raised the kitchen knife high.

At that moment, a deep black halo slowly emerged from Zhang Yuanqing's head.

Buzz!

The kitchen knife that could easily cut cracks in the steel security door was blocked by this deep halo.

Immediately afterwards, the deep halo suddenly expanded, covering the entire dream, casting a dark curtain over the room.

The scenery in the room began to twist and change, with rustic stone bricks replacing the elm floor, a caisson with paintings of gods and Buddhas replacing the ceiling, and bright candlelight replacing incandescent lamps.

Zhang Yuanqing looked left and right, and he came to the ancient temple again. The tall Buddha statue reached directly into the caisson. Under the Buddha statue, the back figure of the green Naiyi sat cross-legged.

The murderous woman in white was just a few meters away, holding her kitchen knife high, as if she was under a restraining spell, standing still.

Phew, the Dreaming Jade Talisman really worked. Zhang Yuanqing felt sincerely happy that he survived the catastrophe and saved a small life.

He looked down at his chest again. The stab wound was still there, but for some reason, it was no longer bleeding.

He immediately put his hands together at the back of Master Wuhen, bowed and said:

"Thank you, Master, for saving your life."

Seeing the power of Master Wuhen, Zhang Yuanqing became more and more respectful. Is this the power of a master?

Master Wuhen turned his back to him, his voice was low and ethereal, as if he was suppressing some kind of pain, and it echoed in the hall:

"Who did you mess with?"

Many objects flashed through Zhang Yuanqing's mind, and he finally shook his head:

"I don't know, but after I came to the hotel during the day, I received a text message, which mentioned the strange story of a murderous woman in white who kills people in her sleep, and then I was chased by it."

Speaking of this, Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the resentful spirit not far away and didn't know what her face looked like.

But looking at the black blood that was constantly falling, I felt like forget it.

Master Wuhen’s voice echoed:

"This should be a prop that combines the two professions of illusionist and night wandering god. It is of high quality."

It is indeed the ability of an illusionist, but what on earth is this item that combines two professions? Zhang Yuanqing frowned and said:

"Is there such an item that has two professional abilities at the same time?"

Master Wuhen was silent for a moment, as if he didn't expect that he didn't even know such superficial knowledge, and said:

"The 'Item Refining' skill controlled by the bachelor profession can create props that are a combination of two or more professions. However, it is limited to low-level props. The higher the level of props, the more exclusive they are."

So the Xiahou family killed me? No, Xiahou Xin and his son are already dead, and Xiahou Chi is imprisoned in the zoo. There is no need for the other Xiahou family members to kill me, otherwise why would they bother Xiahou Tianyuan?

Zhang Yuanqing fell into deep thought.

After a while, Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the back of Master Wuhen and said to himself, why should I use my own brain?

"Master, I want to know who wants to kill me. What advice do you have?" Zhang Yuanqing said.

Master Wuhen's gentle voice echoed in the hall and said:

"Ask the spirit!"

Yes, although it is a prop, it is also a spiritual body. As long as it is a spiritual body, I can swallow it. Zhang Yuanqing was happy at first, and then said helplessly:

"But I'm in a dream right now and can't use my skills."

Master Wuhen explained patiently:

"I will use the power of dreams to trap it and seal it in your sea of ​​consciousness. When you wake up in reality, I can swallow it."

"Thank you Master Wuhen." Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed and saluted with his hands together.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw the familiar ceiling and found himself lying on a soft big bed, covered with a light air-conditioned quilt.

"Hiss~"

The next moment, severe pain came from his chest, and the strong smell of blood poured into his nose.

Zhang Yuanqing lifted up the quilt and saw an exaggerated stab wound on his chest. When he cut open the flesh and blood and saw the bones, the bleeding had stopped, but even with the healing power of the Night Walker, it would take enough time to heal.

"The injuries in the dream will reflect how dangerous the reality is, and it's almost the end of the calf."

Recalling what happened in his dream, he felt frightened.

Fortunately, Master Wuhen gave him the Dreaming Jade Talisman, otherwise, early tomorrow morning, the Five Elements Alliance would have lost a genius with potential.

He didn't dare to think about his family's reaction.

"Illusionist is worthy of being one of the three evil professions. Each peak profession has its own terrifying features. Although I was lucky enough to save a life today, if the murderer behind the scenes is not killed, I will still be in danger tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

"Master Wuhen's jade talisman can only be used once. He didn't give me another one, which means he won't help me next time."

Zhang Yuanqing settled his emotions and closed his eyes. Soon, he sensed a sinister and evil aura lurking deep in his consciousness. It was extremely violent, but it was blocked and firmly suppressed by a tyrannical force.

He was just about to devour the evil spirits when he suddenly remembered that there was no one around him to "purify" him, so he stabilized his hand, opened the inventory, and summoned the Demon-Conquering Pestle.

After "spitting out" the little joke, after upgrading, he can touch real objects, which can be regarded as a big help.

"Aba Aba?"

Little Doubi looked at the owner who was covered in blood in surprise, not understanding what happened to him.

"Later, after I close my eyes, give me a shot."

Zhang Yuanqing gestured and gestured, finally allowing Xiao Doubi to understand the complicated command.

Little Dobby was very afraid of the Demonic Pestle, so she carefully held it in her arms and nodded hard with her head with sparse fetal hair.

Good son. Zhang Yuanqing lay on the bed peacefully, closed his eyes, and was about to communicate with the resentful spirits deep in the sea of ​​​​consciousness when his calf suddenly hurt.

Xuanhe's golden light burst out, and the power of purification filled his body.

? ? Zhang Yuanqing sat up with a stiff face and looked at the baby who had already shrunk to the window.

"I just closed my eyes." The corners of Zhang Yuanqing's mouth twitched.

A few minutes later, the re-communication ended. Zhang Yuanqing closed his eyes and waited for a few seconds. Seeing that this time the little funny man really understood what he meant, he calmed down and calmed down his emotions, communicating with the evil spirits in the sea of ​​consciousness.

His consciousness suddenly expanded, and memory fragments were poured into his mind along with strong negative emotions.

The picture changed from chaos to clarity. He saw the oppressive and dim sky. Under the dark clouds, there was a Jiangnan water town style town.

On the path paved with stone slabs, there lay a corpse with a bloody chest.

The scenes alternated, and he saw many different corpses. The scenes were in every corner of the town, including streets, ancient houses, and stone bridges.

Is this resentful spirit the boss of a certain night wandering god's solo spiritual realm? Zhang Yuanqing had a clear understanding.

After an unknown amount of time, someone finally cleared this single-player spirit realm, and the evil spirit became the lucky person's reward in the form of props.

Its body is a simple celadon vase.

At this time, the scene changed. In a small shop full of sundries, standing beside the counter was a charming and gorgeous woman wearing a black bra and loose pants, holding a slender cigarette between her fingertips.

The flaming red lips spurted out white smoke and laughed:

"Want a tool that can kill most extraordinary walkers?"

She turned around and found a worn-out mobile phone in a cabinet filled with various sundries and appliances.

"This prop combines the power of dreams and evil spirits. If you edit a text message and send it to the designated number, the evil spirit residing in the phone will sneak into the other party's dream and kill the target.

"It is ineffective against level 3 scouts, level 3 bewitching monsters, and level 3 illusionists. It can basically kill other professions. It is not expensive, five million. Since you are the deacon of the Five Elements Alliance, I will give you a discount. Four million will do. I’ll send you the content of the text message later.”

"Deal!" A hand reached out and picked up the worn-out mobile phone.

Looking along the hand, it was a man wearing a white judo uniform, a Chinese character face, and a serious expression.

Deacon Pang? !

The picture shook like water waves, and new memories unfolded. He saw Deacon Pang sitting at the table in the magnificent bedroom, editing text messages with an indifferent expression.

Halfway through editing the text message, Xuanhe's golden light destroyed everything.

Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes suddenly and saw the Demon-Conquering Pestle falling at his feet, while Little Dobby was huddled next to the game console not far away, lying on the ground, supporting his body with his little arms, looking at him with wide black eyes.

"I'm fine, doing great!"

Zhang Yuanqing first comforted Xiao Doubi, and then fell into deep thought.

Why did Deacon Pang want to kill me?

He and I have no intersection, let alone any grudge, so why would he kill me? Well, he is close to the Xiahou family and is one of their official connections. I caused Xiahou Tianyuan to go to jail, so he wanted to kill me?

I have the motivation, but I always feel like something is missing.

Now that I have broken his props, I have completely made an enemy. After tonight, if he knows that I am not dead, he may retaliate later. This person must be killed.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to experience another nightmare.

Furthermore, Deacon Pang is a saint. He used props to assassinate him this time because he did not want to leave any clues. If he personally takes action next time, Zhang Yuanqing does not think he can compete with a saint.

"Report this to Fu Qingyang? But the problem is that I have no evidence. Without evidence, Fu Qingyang can't just touch a deacon of the same level."

Zhang Yuanqing's heart moved, and he thought of a way: please ask the Master of the Killing Palace to help kill people!

I immediately felt that this method was unreliable.

"Let's not talk about whether the Palace Master of Stop Killing will agree to it. Even if the matter is completed, I will have a fatal situation in the hands of crazy batch. Will she slap me? The whip will drip wax or something?"

Please ask Master Wuhen to take action?

I can't afford to hire someone of this level. Saving me this time is tantamount to repaying the favor of "I am ashamed to be a father". Zhang Yuanqing feels extremely difficult.

After thinking about it, he decided to tell Fu Qingyang.

On the one hand, Fu Qingyang is his superior. If a subordinate encounters an assassination, the boss must step in and find trouble. From Xiahou Tianyuan's handling attitude, it can be seen that Fu Qingyang is a very proud person.

The person he covers will never be allowed to be touched by others.

On the other hand, Fu Qingyang can definitely see the pros and cons. Deacon Pang will succeed twice if he fails once. If he ignores it, his Night Travel God will definitely die.

Under such circumstances, if Fu Qingyang's attitude is to be patient and to handle things without evidence, it means that he does not take himself particularly seriously and regards himself as a chess piece that is not a pity to lose.

In order to save himself, Zhang Yuanqing had no choice but to contact the Killing Suppression Palace and break away from the officialdom to become a casual cultivator.

Of course, this is the worst outcome, but it is better than being killed.

After making up his mind, Zhang Yuanqing dialed Fu Qingyang's mobile phone number.

The bell rang for a long time and finally got through.

Fu Qingyang's cold and ruthless voice came from the loudspeaker:

"I gave you my contact information, not for you to call me in the middle of the night."

I'll try to pay more attention in the future. Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath and got straight to the point:

"Centurion, Deacon Pang wants to kill me!"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and then he said, "What's going on?"

Zhang Yuanqing told everything about what happened today, but he concealed the name of Master Wuhen and only said that he knew a master and got help.

He knew there was a flaw in his words, and Fu Qingyang would definitely be able to detect it.

If Fu Qingyang gets to the bottom of things, he will tell the truth; if not, he will pretend to be stupid.

"Come to me right now." Fu Qingyang said.

"I'm afraid not." Zhang Yuanqing said with a weak tone and a bitter smile, "I was seriously injured."

Fu Qingyang's tone suddenly dropped: "Are you injured?"

"If I rest for half an hour, I should feel much better, but now, I can't move." Zhang Yuanqing said.

"I will notify Li Dongze and ask his driver to pick you up." Fu Qingyang said coldly:

"I will resolve this matter before dawn."

How are you going to solve it? Zhang Yuanqing resisted asking and said weakly: "Okay, thank you Centurion."

After hanging up the phone, he bared his teeth and said, "It's best to kill Deacon Pang. If that doesn't work, you can also imprison him."

Then, he endured the burning pain in his chest, changed out of the blood-stained air-conditioning quilt, sheets, and clothes, and stuffed them into the closet.

After briefly cleaning up the scene, Zhang Yuanqing leaned on the bedside, opened the properties panel, and checked the experience value.

After clearing Jinshui Amusement Park that day, his experience value was 23%. Later, after surpassing Wang Xingwuji, Xiahou Tianyuan, and scattered ordinary undead, his experience value increased to 28%.

The evil spirit devoured tonight increased his experience value by 5%.

Therefore, being weak or something like that is fake to win Fu Qingyang's sympathy.

He is now full of strength, the power of Taiyin has become stronger, and his physique and skills have also improved.

Half an hour later, Zhang Yuanqing quietly left home, took the elevator downstairs, and waited outside the community.

Not long after, Li Dongze's business car arrived at the gate of the community, and the electric door slid open automatically.

About twenty minutes later, Li Dongze's car parked outside the Fujiawan villa area. There was also a white commercial car parked at the entrance of the community.

Zhang Yuanqing got off the carriage and happened to see the window of the white business car lowered, revealing Fu Qingyang's handsome face.

He quickly approached and got into the car with luxurious interior.

Fu Qingyang looked at him, looked slightly relaxed, and said:

"Yeyoushen's self-healing ability is enviable."

Without waiting for Zhang Yuanqing's response, he ordered the driver: "Let's go!"

The car started and was speeding through the empty and spacious streets. Zhang Yuanqing took the opportunity to say: "Centurion, what are you going to do?"

Fu Qingyang said calmly: "Kill him and ask for help."

He glanced at the shocked faces of his subordinates and explained:

"Killing a colleague is a capital crime. In addition, I suspect that he is a member of the Night Rose and has colluded with Hei Wuchang."

A member of Night Rose? Zhang Yuanqing was surprised: "How can you see it?"

Deacon Pang is close to the Xiahou family, and Xiahouchi's lineage is a member of the Dark Night Rose, which has infiltrated the official organization.

There is a possibility that Deacon Pang is a member of Dark Night Rose. Zhang Yuanqing had similar speculations during his previous analysis, but he believed that Dark Night Rose lacked the motive to kill him.

It is impossible for such a large organization to focus on a small person, otherwise, Guan Ya, Bai Long, Qing Teng, Jiang Jingwei, etc. will be in danger.

If you want to assassinate, you are also assassinating Fu Qingyang.

Unless Dark Night Rose knows the fact that he is the descendant of the Demon Lord, but in this case, it is not an assassination, but an arrest, right?

"Do you still remember the night when you were ambushed by Hengxing Wuji? I was not in Kangyang District, but went to Fenghua District, because that night, traces of Hei Wuchang were found in an abandoned factory in Fenghua District."

Fu Qingyang said calmly: "The person who seeks help from me is Pang Wudi."

"You have suspected him for a long time?" Zhang Yuanqing was stunned.

"I'm not sure, so I'm waiting and watching. What happened to you tonight has verified my guess." Fu Qingyang said.

PS: typos should be corrected first and then corrected.