【Tongtian Sect Master: OK! 】

Zhang Yuanqing replied to the message with anticipation. Ten seconds later, his phone made a "ding" sound and the file was sent.

He couldn't wait to open the file. The first thing he saw was a one-inch photo. The woman in the photo was about 40 years old, simple and elegant, neither charming nor weak, with a simple and strong temperament.

However, she is not Chen Shu.

Zhang Yuanqing's first reaction was that Asano Ryo had found the wrong person. The Chen Shu listed in the information was not his mother, but a person with the same name and surname.

"No, the facial features are different, but the temperament is very similar. Chen Shu is such a cocky and self-righteous strong woman and little princess. She is decisive and domineering."

She should have changed her appearance, but is it necessary for an ordinary person to change her appearance? Even if she had any connection with the Spirit Realm Walker, she was just a marginal figure.

Zhang Yuanqing continued reading and immediately understood.

According to information, Chen Shu is the professional manager of the non-governmental organization Jishishi Society and the apparent helmsman, responsible for almost all of Jishishi Society's external publicity and business.

Tianfa believes that Chen Shu is just a puppet in the open because she is not a spiritual practitioner, but Tianfa has not yet investigated the powerful forces behind her.

Jishi Society, this organization currently has two confirmed masters, fourteen saints, and several extraordinary people. Just based on its strength exposed to the sun, it is already an A-level force.

The Free Federation divides civil organizations into four categories.

They are ABCD in order. D-level forces have more than two extraordinary people, mostly gangs. C-level forces have more than two saints, mostly some profitable companies. B-level forces have one sixth-level saint and multiple fourth- and fifth-level saints, mostly small capital and consortiums.

A-level has one or more dominant forces.

Zhang Yuanqing read the information over and over again, with only one thought in his mind: Is this my mother? Is this really my mother? Sure enough, they have the same name and surname.

My mom can't be that awesome!!

In the restaurant, there was a lot of noise and people coming and going, customers were coming in and out, and Zhang Yuanqing sat in the corner, confused for a long time.

This was different from what he thought. In his concept, his mother was a wanderer who traveled across the ocean to avoid her enemies with a clone who could resurrect her dead father.

With her intelligence and business acumen, as well as the common sense about spirit walkers she learned from her late husband, she successfully came into contact with the world of spirit walkers in a district with a more open-minded atmosphere, and her business was doing well.

Basically, he is just an ordinary person.

But the Chen Shu in the information is not just a marginal figure, but a big figure among the travelers in Jingxiao Lingjing and the boss of the bandit’s den.

Fortunately, Zhang Yuanqing is an experienced person who doesn’t panic when encountering problems. He posts on WeChat Moments first before saying anything else. He quickly calmed down and started to associate things.

"Chen Shu is definitely an ordinary person, there is no doubt about that, and she is not a spiritual realm practitioner. The Palace Master will not hide it from me. The data on the nature of the heavenly punishment is still very accurate.

"It is impossible for an ordinary person like Lao Ma to set up a large organization. There must be someone supporting her. If someone can support an A-level organization, it must be an official or evil camp. What kind of connections does she have outside?"

"I see. It's you, Mr. President. This is an easy conclusion to draw. Mr. President meets almost all the conditions. He is the strong man behind Chen Shu. Chen Shu is just his spokesperson."

In addition, Zhang Yuanqing also remembered one thing. Fu Xue once told him that the Jishi Society, a non-governmental organization in the Free Federation, was ready to fund him, but Zhang Yuanqing decisively refused.

So it was the nanny who wanted to give him pocket money?

Fu Xue and the old lady actually know each other. What a small world! Zhang Yuanqing exited the chat software, then opened the Bounty Hunter app and searched for tasks related to Jishishi Society in the silver and bronze bounty lists.

This organization is a bit low-key. I searched for a long time but didn't see any related tasks. But I unexpectedly saw a reward related to me: Investigate the murderer of the Rooster Bar murder case.

Is this a mission from the Heavenly Punishment or the Biological Alchemy Association? Unfortunately, I can't accept a silver-level mission, otherwise I could play a self-slashing game. Zhang Yuanqing put away his phone, stood up and walked to the cashier: "Pay the bill."

In the afternoon, he took on two tasks, one was to collect debts, and the other was to clear out the gang forces on a street in Queens.

After Zhang Yuanqing killed a gang member, he was deducted 200 points of morality by the Spirit Realm.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the taxi he was riding in was struggling to move on the road during the rush hour.

"It's too congested, even more congested than Songhai. I shouldn't have taken a taxi. It took half an hour to drive five kilometers. The quality of life of office workers in Xinyue County is very high!" Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself, fortunately my life is not bad either.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the school rental car finally arrived at Chinatown and drove into the main road.

On the way, Zhang Yuanqing saw several police cars and an ambulance parked on the side of the road, as well as a large number of Chinese people stopping to watch, mixed with black and white chocolate.

A fight? Zhang Yuanqing rolled down the window and looked out.

Due to the traffic congestion, the taxi was driving slowly. He happened to see two policemen carrying a stretcher coming out of the building. The stretcher was covered with white cloth, revealing a blue-black arm.

Hmm? This is a sign of corpse transformation. Zhang Yuanqing frowned immediately. As a night wandering god, zombies and wronged souls are in his domain.

The corpse on the stretcher was filled with resentment, and negative energy was pent up in its flesh and blood. If the resentment and negative energy were not removed, it would turn into a negative corpse within three days.

Is there anyone refining corpses in Chinatown? The ambulance and the food truck gradually fell behind, and Zhang Yuanqing withdrew his gaze and stopped paying attention.

“Ding Di~”

Zhang Yuanqing entered the password and returned home. He saw her wearing yoga clothes, sitting on a cushion in the living room, performing splits to improve her body flexibility.

The profession of love occasionally requires fighting, and it is necessary to keep the body active through exercise.

"Master, have you eaten?" Annie straightened her head and chest, and deliberately stretched her body, with a look on her face that said: Look at me, look at me.

Annie has been trying hard to create an ambiguous atmosphere recently so that Mr. Yuanshi and she can create sparks of love, but today's Yuanshi Tianzun is no longer the same as before. He can manipulate emotions at will and soothe his desires easily.

Her ability to charm was suppressed, and she was helpless.

Sure enough, Zhang Yuanqing was immune to her temptation and spoke with a domineering attitude!

"Annie, pick a charity tomorrow and donate one million federal coins to me. I killed a bunch of gangsters today, and my two hundred moral points are gone just like that."

After the alliance was made, Zhang Yuanqing entered the bedroom, locked the door, closed the window, placed his cell phone upright on the desk, pulled out a chair and sat down, then dialed Guan Ya's video call.

The video sounded for more than ten seconds, and Guan Ya slowly turned it on. Mei was soaking in the bathtub, revealing her milky and silky shoulders, staring into the camera.

"Your face is not pretty. I want to see Yuanshi Tianzun." She frowned.

Zhang Yuanqing changed back to his own face and said with a smile: "Miss me?"

Guan Ya smiled and said, "I can't think of you. When I think of you, all I see are mosaics!"

She changed to a comfortable position, lying on the edge of the bathtub, and hummed: "Stinky boy, there are so many geniuses playing videos, is it because of the love profession in New Covenant County that you are fascinated by it?"

Zhang Yuanqing told him about his experiences in the past few days, the bounty hunter's mission, and the landlady and her family. They chatted for half an hour until Guan Ya got ready to take a shower and hung up.

While his real girlfriend was taking a shower, Zhang Yuanleqing made another video call to Magic Auntie.

In the video, Xiaoyuan, with a fair face and bright features, appeared in Zhang Yuanqing's sight.

She is mature and cool, still as calm as the wind, but with a hint of sadness between her brows, like lilac after the rain.

The collapse of the hotel team remained in her heart like an unhealable wound.

"At this time, we should be grateful for time, because I miss you but I dare not miss you." Zhang Yuanqing's tone and eyes were gentle.

Madoka's voice was light and calm, "What?"

“Because when I think of you, all I see are mosaics,” said Zhang Yuanqing.

That cold and white face suddenly became like melting spring snow, with a touch of tenderness.

"How was your stay abroad?" After all, Xiaoyuan was not Guan Ya, so she couldn't race with him.

Zhang Yuanqing repeated the everyday conversation one by one.

Xiao Yuan listened patiently, and after he finished speaking, she told her lover about her recent situation. She and Kou Beiyue now settled in Songhai and became Fu Qingyang's informant.

They are now avengers in the shadows, tracking the trail of Nanpai and Dark Rose.

"Beiyue has become much calmer and quieter. I am very happy to see him grow; even if it is in this way." Xiaoyuan sighed softly.

After chatting for more than ten minutes, the video call ended with Zhang Yuanqing's affectionate confession. Finally, he made a video call to the Palace Master of Stop Killing.

Unlike Guan Ya and Xiao Yuan, the call was answered immediately. Zhang Yuanqing saw a woman in a red dress appear on the screen. The palace master was holding her chin with her hand and staring at the camera with squinted eyes.

"Yeah, I was just about to call you. Do we have telepathy?" Zhang Yuanqing squinted at Yueya'er under the mask and hummed, "Palace Master, let's not beat around the bush. I know you want to sleep with me." After saying that, he ignored the Palace Master's teasing tone and thought of his companion.

"Wasn't that teleportation scroll of yours given to you by the Demigod President of the Merchant Guild?"

"Your mother gave it to me..." Palace Master Da Ying admitted generously.

"It was given by my mother. Who did she give birth to?" Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice.

"I've been investigating Chen Shu recently and have made some progress. I want to ask you, when I had a headache, Chen Shu took me abroad to see a doctor. Did she ask for help from the Merchants Guild?"

The Palace Master smiled and said, "You already have the answer yourself."

Zhang Yuanqing thought for a moment and said:

"So the Jishi Society managed by Chen Shu is owned by the president of the Merchants Guild."

The palace master nodded.

Zhang Yuanqiqing sighed: "I understand"

That’s why my mother knew Mr. Bill from the Merchants Guild, and that’s why Mr. Bill always had good intentions towards him, and he sold the perfect human skin to him.”

Thinking about it now, it is indeed irrational. Although he had already made a name for himself at that time, he was only at the Lu Chaofan realm after all. Even if the Merchant Guild wanted to invest in him, it was impossible for them to directly invest in a cause-and-effect item.

The president is not only an old acquaintance of Zhang Zizheng, he is also Chen Shu's boss.

The connection between the Merchant Guild and his family is deeper than one might imagine.

Three days passed in a flash.

Others are woken up by their alarm clocks in the morning, but Zhang Yuanqing is woken up by the quarreling of the landlady.

I lifted the quilt and walked barefoot to the balcony, only to find that I forgot to close the window last night.

Zhang Yuanqing stuck his head out and saw the landlady arguing with the owner and his wife of the breakfast shop downstairs. She was fighting two people at once with ease. She was wearing a nightgown and a waist belt, and her saliva was flying. She was a beautiful sight in Chinatown.

This was the fourth time that Zhang Yuanqing had had a quarrel between the landlord's wife and the neighbors. At first, he would pay attention to the cause of the quarrel, but later he discovered that there was no need for a reason for the quarrel.

Cao Chao and Cao Qianxiu, who were in a bad mood and wore school uniforms, stood aside and watched their mother domineering things.

Occasionally someone would pass by, stop for a moment, and say a few words to liven up the atmosphere.

At this time, Cao Qianxiu raised her head and looked at Zhang Yuanqing.

She lowered her head, took out her cell phone and edited the message.

A few seconds later, Zhang Yuanqing's cell phone dinged. He went back to the bedside and picked it up to take a look.

[Cao Qianxiu: At 8 o'clock tonight, I will take you to do the trial mission. If you pass the assessment, you will be a member of the Anti-Black and White Alliance. Remember to postpone everything. I will tell you the content of the assessment when I get back from school.]

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