The Elvis speaker made an electric sound, and then returned to silence.
Zhang Yuanqing sat in front of the desk in a daze, but something was boiling in his mind, a myriad of thoughts, surging and tangled.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally broke free from his chaotic emotions, pinched his brows and sighed: "Really, it turns out that even you are a slave of the Judge of the Weird Eyes." After getting over the initial shock, all the clues and details from the past gathered in Zhang Yuanqing's mind and gradually pieced together the truth of the matter.
——The Demon Lord is the slave of the Judge with the Weird Eyes, and he was controlled by the Judge with the Weird Eyes when he was still very weak.
A certain audio clip in the past can prove that the Demon Lord has the task of hunting down lawful walkers every month. Who issues the task? Zhang Yuanqing didn't figure it out before, but if the Demon Lord is the servant of the Weird Eye Judge, then the logic makes sense. The Weird Eye Judge is a big boss in the evil professional camp and is naturally opposed to the lawful camp.
It is reasonable to arrange his "servants" to suppress the lawful walkers in the jurisdiction (Eastern Branch of the Psychic Order).
Yuan Ting of Taiyi Sect said that the Demon Lord is moody and unruly, and he mixes lawful and evil professions together. This is because the Night Wanderer belongs to a lawful profession, and lawful people kill lawful people. If he encounters someone with reputation value, the Demon Lord will have his moral value deducted.
Therefore, the Demon Lord must hunt down evil professions to ensure that he will not be wanted by the Spirit Realm.
“When the Demon King was very weak, he was controlled by the Judge of the Trick Eyes. He struggled to survive and tried to find a way to get rid of the control of the Holy Grail. Until he was about to reach the top, he finally saw hope.
"Then, he teamed up with the soldier who was also a slave to hunt down the Judge with the Strange Eyes. All the information I got before can verify this reasoning. The motive and logic are consistent." Zhang Yuanqing continued to ponder. Now that he understood the motive of the Demon Lord to hunt down the Judge with the Strange Eyes, combined with the mysterious man's sudden grim expression, a chilling speculation emerged in his mind: The Demon Lord is the slave of the Judge with the Strange Eyes, then his identity information must be recorded in the list.
If, if that mysterious man was the Demon Lord's man, the purpose of him tearing off a page of the list was not to cover up Bingge's identity information, but it just happened that Bingge and he were recorded on the same page.
"That shouldn't be the case. If the Demon Lord wasn't dead, how did Brother Bing get his character card? Speaking of which, Li Dongze once said that character cards are issued by Lingjing, but my character card was given by Brother Bing." Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly felt his scalp tingling.
"If it's really the Demon Lord, then the reason why he didn't kill me is very scary. No, I must confirm whether he is dead or not." Zhang Yuanqing rubbed his face, calmed his mind, took out a notebook from the drawer, and wrote: "How does a Spiritual Realm Walker remove the role card?" "How to get someone else's role card?" After figuring out these two questions, I can probably guess a lot of things, but I must not ask the official, especially Fu Qingyang, he knows too much. Zhang Yuanqing turned the ballpoint pen and locked an object in his mind. Master Wuhen! Master Wuhen is an evil profession, a lineup completely separated from the lawful profession, and because the opponent belongs to the chaotic good camp, it will not have any malice or threat to himself, and the level of Master Wuhen is high enough.
It is better to ask him than to ask the Palace Master of Stop Killing.
Although the Palace Master is in the lawful camp, he can't stand her crazy criticism.
"Whether I have something to do or not, I can go to Master Wuhen to show my face, curry favor with him, and beg for the Dream Jade Talisman, unless he explicitly tells me not to go." Zhang Yuanqing is still very confident in his social skills and thick skin.
After making up his mind, he put away the Elvis speaker, covered himself with the quilt, and fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, Zhang Yuanqing woke up at the call of his grandmother, and lay down on the bed with his arms and legs spread out, stretching his waist.
After a night's rest, I have completely recovered.
When he came to the living room, his cousin Chen Yuanjun had just finished his breakfast. He wiped his mouth with a tissue, nodded to his cousin, and then said, "Grandma, I'm going to work." Zhang Yuanqing was stunned: "Brother, today is Sunday." Chen Yuanjun said helplessly: "Something happened at the Third Primary School. We are responsible for sealing off the scene and maintaining order. An old man died in the nearby community. I heard from my colleagues that he fell from the building accidentally, but the neighbors next door said that someone was fighting downstairs that night.
"The family of the deceased believed that he was murdered. They made a fuss in the police station early in the morning. There were a lot of things happening today." He was indeed murdered. He yelled and stunned Hei Wuchang. I didn't have time to save him. Zhang Yuanqing sighed silently.
The old men and women in Songhai have always been hot-tempered. If you make them unhappy, they will point at your nose and scold you, even the boss. Unfortunately, they are unlucky and meet a tough guy like Hei Wuchang.
After Chen Yuanjun went out for work, Zhang Yuanqing picked up the bun and took a bite, while eating, "Grandma, where is my aunt?" "She's sleeping in the house. Today is Sunday and I'm too lazy to take care of her." Grandma picked up a fried dough stick for her grandson, then took out five hundred bills from her pocket and said, "Living expenses for next week." "Thank you, grandma." Zhang Yuanqing is a big man with a net worth of half a million, but it is not easy to refuse the living expenses given by his family. He can't say: Your grandson is on the edge of a knife all day long, killing people and robbing, and now I'm not short of money.
Grandma generously paid five hundred dollars and went to the balcony to water the flowers. At this time, my aunt, wearing pink cotton pajamas with Pikachu printed on the chest, came out in slippers.
She squinted her eyes listlessly, her hair was disheveled, and she looked lazy.
Speaking of which, although my aunt is a sweet and well-behaved type, her figure is still very good. Even Pikachu has gained some weight.
Jiang Yu'er sat down next to her nephew and shouted, "Mom, where's my porridge!" "Can't you go to the kitchen and get it yourself?" her grandmother scolded.
Jiang Yuzhuo said coquettishly: "Mom, don't you love me anymore?" "Get out!" She went into the kitchen in dejection.
Zhang Yuanqing waited for his aunt to return with the porridge, then asked, "We didn't play games last night, why did you sleep so late?" "My period is here!" "My period is here!" "Your aunt comes twice a month?" "Shut up!" The aunt raised her hand and chopped her nephew's head with a fierce knife: "When will it be your turn, a junior, to bully me in front of me." The aunt, who had just shown off her power, had her hands tied behind her back by her grandson and was pressed down on the dining table.
Zhang Yuanqing glanced at his aunt's raised buttocks, and an uncontrollable thought flashed through his mind: Such a beautiful butt, it would be a pity if it didn't have a pig's tail! He cursed in his heart, immediately let go of his aunt, and sat up straight.
Jiang Yu'er was about to call her mother to let her see how her nephew bullied her, but was stunned for a moment: "Why are you scared?" Zhang Yuanqing sneered: "Woman, you can't attract me anymore." Then, he added with tears in his heart: The sow has gradually come into my sight. "Let's go shopping later?" Jiang Yu'er said.
"No, I have something to do in the morning. I'll see about the time in the afternoon." In the dim room, the orange desk lamp emitted a faint light.
In front of the brown wooden desk, the burly man pulled out the cork from the glass test tube with a "pop" and drank the light golden liquid in one gulp.
He let out a contented sigh, and the sword and claw marks all over his body healed quickly, leaving no scars.
Then, the Fire Master looked at the black-robed Great Protector who was standing by the window watching the rain, and said in a deep voice: "I just received news that Hei Wuchang was killed, and the Holy Grail has fallen into the hands of the Songhai Branch. Great Protector, we have no chance." The Great Protector by the window looked at the rain quietly, was silent for a long time, and said in a hoarse voice: "Who killed Hei Wuchang?" The Fire Master snorted coldly: "Yuanshi Tianzun, the official database shows that he has just won A-level merit. Ha, A-level merit, I remember that to become an elder, in addition to having a sufficient level, you must have at least an A-level. If he hadn't killed Hei Wuchang, how could he have gotten A-level." The Great Protector said: "Find a way to kill him. In addition, spread the news that Hei Wuchang was shot dead and the roster fell into the hands of the Five Elements Alliance to stimulate the fallen on the roster." At 9:30 in the morning, Zhang Yuanqing walked into the lobby of "Wuhen Hotel" with a backpack on his back and a smile on his face, and went straight to the front desk.
"Aunt Xiaoyuan, I'm here again." Zhang Yuanqing approached the front desk.
The gorgeous aunt in a burgundy suit and white shirt glanced at him and said lightly: "What's the matter this time?" "I came here to thank Aunt Xiaoyuan for your help last time. Hei Wuchang has been killed, and the Holy Grail incident has been resolved." Zhang Yuanqing said, opening the zipper of his backpack, taking out a stack of banknotes and placing it on the front desk: "This is one hundred thousand, and the extra fifty thousand is my personal gift." "Hei Wuchang is dead?" Aunt Xiaoyuan raised her eyebrows, and surprise flashed in her cold eyes, followed by fear.
The ability of the Five Elements Alliance exceeded her expectations. They managed to find Black Impermanence and kill him in such a short time.
She frowned and said, "As I remember, the person in charge of this matter is the Kangyang District deacon, Fu Qingyang of the White Tiger Soldiers." Zhang Yuanqing: "It's him, but I am the one who made the greatest contribution in this incident." Xiao Yuan simply ignored his words, and in her heart she became more wary of Fu Qingyang.
Immediately, she turned her attention to the thick stack of cash, and after a moment of silence, she accepted the hundred thousand.
Groups like them who survive in the cracks have restrictions on moral values, are hunted by official agents, and have extremely limited sources of income. Their lives cannot be said to be tight, but they are definitely not wealthy. Lack of funds will cause great inconvenience.
Maintaining channels, gathering information, trading, etc. all require money.
Spiritual travelers also need to live.
Seeing Aunt Xiaoyuan accept the money, Zhang Yuanqing immediately said, "Actually, I have one more request." Aunt Xiaoyuan's heart sank.
"I want to meet Master Wuhen." Zhang Yuanqing said sincerely.
Xiao Yuan looked down at the money in her hand, her eyes twitched, and she said coldly: "Wait a minute! I can only ask for you. Whether to see him or not is up to Master Wuhen." After that, she walked towards the elevator in high heels.
A few minutes later, the elevator went down and Aunt Xiaoyuan returned, nodded and said, "Go!" Zhang Yuanqing took the elevator to the fourth floor and stopped in front of the second room on the left, which was Room 404.
He grasped the door handle and turned it gently.
The scenery before my eyes twisted like water waves. The door disappeared, and the hotel corridor turned into an ancient and spacious hall. The red carpet under my feet turned into mottled stone bricks. Under the caisson painted with gods and Buddhas, there was a golden Buddha, holding a flower and lowering his eyebrows. His expression seemed compassionate, majestic, and cold.
Zhang Yuanqing clasped his hands together and bowed to the figure on the cushion: "Master Wuhen." "What is it?" A vague, low, and painful voice replied.
"I have two questions that I would like to ask the master." Zhang Yuanqing said, "How can a spiritual realm walker unbind a character card without dying? How can I get someone else's character card?" Master Wuhen pondered for two or three seconds and slowly said, "For any spiritual realm walker, only death can unbind the character card. Even the five leaders of the Five Elements Alliance, the supreme leaders of the evil organization, are no exception.
"As for how to get other people's character cards, I have never heard of this method, but from my humble knowledge, there must be a prerequisite, that is, being in the spiritual realm." Even the five leaders can't remove the character cards? With Master Wuhen's level and status, he dared to say this, he must be sure.
So is the Demon King really dead? You can only get other people's character cards in the spirit realm, which I can understand, because after the walker dies, the spirit realm will recycle the character card. If you want to "intercept" it, you must be in the spirit realm.
Master Wuhen was not aware of such a method, but Brother Bing did it. Zhang Yuanqing pondered for a moment, and asked, "High-level Night Wandering Gods have immortal souls, so is it possible for them to fake their death?" "If you fake your death, it's impossible to remove the character card. If the character card is removed, you must be dead." said Master Wuhen.
Hearing this, Zhang Yuanqing's guess was shaken.
The Taiyi Sect Master said that the Demon Lord was dead, and Master Wuhen also said that the removal of the character card meant death. Could it be that his reasoning was more reliable than the knowledge of the two big guys? Obviously impossible! But if the mysterious man was not the Demon Lord, who was he? Zhang Yuanqing sighed in his heart and said, "Thank you, Master, for clearing up my doubts." Master Wuhen said lightly, "You and I are in different camps, and you are a member of the official organization. It is better not to have any contact in the future. The physical examination of the Five Elements Alliance is not in vain, so don't make a mistake." Sure enough, Zhang Yuanqing, whose thick thighs were not so easy to hug, smiled bitterly and said, "I understand." As the voice fell, the scenery in the hall gradually showed illusory special effects and finally disappeared.
He returned to the door of Room 404.
Alas, Little Green Tea's dream jade talisman has not been used, and she is not considered an official member. Sometimes in the future, I can let her explore the way. If she refuses, I have already thought of a reason - don't you feel sorry for your brother? Taking the elevator back to the lobby, Zhang Yuanqing said goodbye and left. Aunt Xiaoyuan suddenly stopped him and said, "Did you encounter anything recently?" Zhang Yuanqing was stunned, and he felt happy in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface: "What?" He thought to himself, could it be that Aunt Xiaoyuan can see something? Xiaoyuan pondered for a moment and said, "When you first met me, you looked at my breasts three times, my face twice, and my legs five times. When you met me the second time, you looked at my face once, my breasts four times, and my legs six times." Zhang Yuanqing interrupted in shock: "Aunt, I didn't, don't accuse me. Do you evil people like to slander others?" Aunt Xiaoyuan said lightly: "But this time you came here, you only looked at my face once.
"Your spirit has been polluted, although not deeply, and the polluted part will not have much impact on your personality, but it corresponds to 'desire'." Zhang Yuanqing swallowed his saliva and asked tentatively: "Who are you?" Aunt Xiaoyuan said lightly: "Level 5 witch doctor." Zhang Yuanqing's attitude changed, like a person with an old illness found a good doctor, and he spoke very quickly: "It's like this, Aunt Xiaoyuan, I recently got a witch doctor's professional prop, its price is, it will gradually change sexual orientation, no, it's species orientation. To be honest, when I saw my aunt today, I felt that it was a pity that she was not a pig.
"But I didn't use it, I just put it in the inventory." Aunt Xiaoyuan's eyes were full of pity: "The cost of some props is a slow impact, but it will not stop. But when you put it in the inventory, it has already recognized you as the master, and the impact has taken place.
“The cost of some props is visible and intuitive. You pay after using them, and you don’t need to think about it before using them.
"The degradation of the profession of sorcerer belongs to the former." Zhang Yuanqing was terrified and immediately said, "Auntie, I plan to sell it to you at a low price." Aunt Xiaoyuan sneered, "Why do I want it? Are you gradually developing sexual interest in boars?" You keep it for yourself.
Zhang Yuanqing looked desperate.
This is a terrible thing, even worse than the Tianchan incense burner that poisoned the entire tribe. Zhang Yuanqing walked out of the hotel, feeling a headache about how to deal with the "scarecrow".
This item is undoubtedly very powerful. It can even taint and corrode the red dancing shoes. When fighting at the same level, it is equivalent to a strategic-level weapon.
But the price is really unbearable. Black Impermanence is an evil profession and is extremely bad. He doesn't care about changing the orientation of the species. The reason why Aunt Xiaoyuan doesn't want it is probably because she doesn't think she is evil and has a heart for good.
Therefore, they would rather give up the opportunity to strengthen themselves.
I also have a kind heart. Zhang Yuanqing's mind moved: "I can hand it over to the organization in exchange for props." Just as he was thinking, his cell phone rang. It was a call from Fu Qingyang.
"Hello, Centurion?"
Zhang Yuanqing answered the phone.
"You have come to my place. The branch has already decided on your reward. In addition to your merits and bonuses, the elders have decided to reward you with two items. You can choose two from the ten items."
Fu Qingyang's voice was still cold, but to Zhang Yuanqing's ears, it sounded like a boy bringing wealth.
"Okay, Centurion!" Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed.