Are you hallucinating?

Zhang Yuanqing stood there with a stiff face. His first reaction was that he was hallucinating. The whispers in his ears were not real, but he was hallucinating under the influence of some force. After all, his father's name could not be known to outsiders, so the most likely possibility was that the whispers in his ears came from his heart.

But why is it my father's name? If it is a power similar to illusion that affects me, then it must be what I desire most in my heart. I don't desire fatherly love. I only have a vague impression of my father who died many years ago... When Zhang Yuanqing was puzzled, Fu Qingyang in front of him noticed his abnormality and said in an extremely serious tone: Don't stop, go!

The centurion's voice contained a convincing power, and Zhang Yuanqing's mind became clear and all distracting thoughts disappeared.

He held his breath, ignored the whispers in his ears, and strode after the figure in the white suit as they walked towards the zoo gate.

Zhang Zizhen, you are leaving again, you treacherous villain...

The whispers in my ears suddenly became mournful and sad, like a resentful woman who was abandoned by her husband.

Zhang Yuanqing tensed his nerves, silently prayed to himself that he would not be startled even if his heart was as clear as ice, and quickened his pace, and finally followed Fu Qingyang out of the zoo gate. Suddenly, the whispers in his ears disappeared.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't dare to stop or look back, and went straight to the luxury car. He waited until the car started and drove far away before he dared to look back. The night was dark, and the outline of the zoo was looming in the darkness, quiet and eerie. Huh!

Zhang Yuanqing let out a sigh of relief, thinking, isn't Elder Dog's zoo too weird?

Fu Qingyang sat upright on a large soft chair, his eyes slightly surprised and solemn, and said: What did you hear? Zhang Yuanqing chose his words, a name that should not be mentioned, Centurion, I suspect I was under an illusion. I just don't know who cast an illusion on me. Fu Qingyang picked up a half-smoked cigar, lit it himself, exhaled thick white smoke, and said: The basis of illusion is to detonate emotions, targeting the weakest part of the human heart. Is the name you heard a flaw in your heart?

The core ability of an illusionist is actually to attract and provoke the target's emotions. He can see the target's inner weaknesses at a glance. Therefore, the saint-level illusionist (dream master) is also called the inner demon.

Zhang Yuanqing's expression froze for a moment and he slowly shook his head.

Fu Qingyang exhaled white smoke: "Then it's not an illusion." It's not an illusion... Zhang Yuanqing's doubts were verified, but he was not happy at all. He said in a low voice: "If the voice I heard was not an illusion, then who was talking to me? Could it be that there were zoo staff or animals hiding around just now?" Fu Qingyang denied him again: "No, there was nothing around just now." This was the judgment of a scout.

Zhang Yuanqing fell silent. Fu Qingyang took a deep puff of his cigar, which passed through his lungs and exhaled dense white smoke. He said: Excluding the staff and animals, and then excluding the dog elder, it is actually very obvious who is speaking. He looked at Zhang Yuanqing and said in a rare low voice: The zoo is a rule-based prop, a prop with self-awareness. At this point, Zhang Yuanqing couldn't not understand. Is it the zoo itself that whispers in my ear? Does it know my father?

My dad is... a spirit walker?!

Zhang Yuanqing lowered his head to hide his slightly distorted expression.

This conclusion shocked him greatly and he found it difficult to accept it for a while.

If my father was a spirit walker, then he would not have died in a car accident. How could a spirit walker die so miserably? The zoo knew him. He had a connection with the zoo before he died. Maybe he was the previous owner of this rule-based prop?

Then his level must be very high. The whisper of the zoo in my ear obviously mistook me for my father. Did it recognize the wrong person? How did it determine that I was Zhang Zizhen? Appearance? Aura? Bloodline? Role card?

Appearance is ruled out first. My father and I cannot look exactly the same. The character card is Mo Jun's. Mo Jun and my father are not from the same period. Are they blood relatives?

The zoo is a prop for the wood demon profession. Wood demons control the ability of reproduction and life. It is reasonable to cut off people by blood... Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts became clearer and clearer. At the same time, he thought of his headache that he could not find the symptoms. After meeting Mr. Bill, he learned that the cause of the disease was the trauma of the soul. But the problem is that he is an ordinary person. His world and the world of the spiritual walker are two parallel lines that do not intersect. How can he be so injured? Now he understands.

Although the cause of his injury is still unknown, it at least shows that he is not unrelated to the spiritual world. There is a spiritual practitioner in his family background.

What about my mother? She is also a spirit realm walker?

Zhang Yuanqing recalled that when he suddenly got sick, his mother was anxious and helpless. If she was a spiritual walker, she would not be so anxious and panic. But she quickly found medicine for me to treat the soul trauma, which shows that she has a way. So although she is not a spiritual walker, she knows the existence of spiritual walkers and even made some connections...

Zhang Yuanqing pieced together the details bit by bit and pieced together the thread of events. In addition, he suddenly thought, as the current owner of the zoo, would the dog elder have any connection with his father?

Centurion! Zhang Yuanqing retracted his thoughts. How did the dog elder get this rule-type prop? Does the rule-type prop mean that each person in the master should have one? Fu Qingyang flicked the ash of his cigar. He always answered questions from his trusted subordinates: The elders' information is not something I can check. As for the matter of one per person... Fu Qingyang looked at him.

Zhang Yuanqing found the answer from the centurion's ordinary yet extraordinary contempt for the king.

The luxurious car continued to drive. Halfway through, Zhang Yuanqing sent a message to Xiao Lucha, asking the Palace Master of Zhisha to meet at the old place.

Then he asked Fu Qingyang for a cigar, but did not smoke it. He just held it in his hand and stared blankly. When the cigar was about to go out, he took a puff. At four o'clock in the morning on the street, Zhang Yuanqing was wearing a mask and a baseball cap, and his footsteps returned lonely.

The door of the cafe across the street from the Sheriff's Office was open, and bright lights shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the street, making it the only open store on this street.

Zhang Yuanqing pushed open the door of the cafe with ease and saw a pretty figure in a red dress standing at the front desk.

She was concentrating on making coffee and said softly, "Go sit over there and wait for me for a few minutes." This sounded so familiar... Zhang Yuanqing muttered and randomly picked a table to sit down.

Not long after, the Palace Master of Stop Killing came over with two cups of coffee. She placed the coffee on the table, held her chin up to her head, and stared at him, smiling: "You've been looking for me more and more often. Do you miss me?"

Why does she always like to tease me... Zhang Yuanqing picked up the cup, took a sip of coffee, and his brows immediately frowned.

Pure coffee? He hated pure coffee the most, it was bitter and sour. The Palace Master of Stop Killing showed a sly smile. Zhang Yuanqing sighed and said: Palace Master, you are like the cup of coffee I drink. What do you mean? The Palace Master of Stop Killing turned his eyes and said with a smile: Although bitter, it is full of attraction? No, it is neither sweet nor milky! Zhang Yuanqing finished the preparation, said hurtful words, and took the opportunity to retaliate.

The corner of the mouth of the Palace Master of Stop Killing froze for a moment, and the eyes under the mask stared at him. Zhang Yuanqing changed the subject and said in a deep voice: I went to see the Demon Eye tonight. Elder Gou asked him about the inside story of the Chu family's extermination case, and he asked me by name. He dared to mock and criticize, and he had the confidence.

As expected, the Palace Master of Stopping Killings immediately forgot about the coffee. Her breathing suddenly became rapid. She leaned forward suddenly, staring at Zhang Yuanqing with her bright eyes, and asked: "What did you gain?" Zhang Yuanqing rarely saw her lose her composure like this, so he said seriously:

The ones who took the lead in destroying the Chu family were Ghost Blade Heavenly King and Extermination Heavenly King. Shura personally gave the order. Shura... The Palace Master of Stop Killing thought for a moment and shook his head slowly: The Chu family and the Military Master were in the south and the north, and they had no gratitude or grudges. If it was just that the camps were in opposition, it would not be enough for Shura to personally give the order to massacre the Chu family.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately repeated what the Demon Eye King said.

The Palace Master of Stop Killing was like a sculpture, not moving for a long time. After a while, she whispered: So that's it... She raised her eyes and looked at Zhang Yuanqing, with strange emotions flashing in her eyes, and whispered: Thank you, you have helped me to untie the knot in my heart for many years. The reason for the Chu family's extermination has always been a knot in her heart that she could not untie. After more than 20 years, she finally understood the cause and effect. Zhang Yuanqing said: If the Palace Master wants to seek revenge on the Dark Night Rose, she must know who the enemy is. Do you understand the properties of that rule-based prop? The Palace Master of Stop Killing picked up the teacup, pursed her red lips around the white cup edge, and took a small sip. She put down the teacup and recalled: I haven't checked the properties of the prop myself, but the tribesman who brought me to Songhai told me that the prop can bring the dead back to life, whether the soul is annihilated or the body is broken into pieces, it can revive. Its name is the Mother Goddess's Womb, and it is one of the top rule-based props for the musician profession. To use it, two conditions must be met. First, the blood of the resurrected person must be prepared in advance. It must be full of vitality, and the amount is also required. It is not just a drop of blood, but I don't know how much is needed. Second, a child or a loved one of the resurrected person must be sacrificed as an equal exchange.

As long as these two conditions are met and the prop rules are triggered, the resurrected person can be reborn from the womb of the Mother Goddess, and no one can stop it, including the spiritual realm. It also has a limitation. Once resurrected from the womb of the Mother Goddess, it can never be used. A person only has one chance, just like no one can go back to the mother's belly and do it again. Zhang Yuanqing listened silently and said: What does it mean to have active blood?

The Lord of Stop Killing Palace explained:

After death, the spiritual realm walker will return to the spiritual realm, which means that all abilities are taken back by the spiritual realm. Therefore, the blood before and after death is different. The blood after death cannot revive the body of the spiritual realm walker.

Full of active blood, you can understand that it must be blood from before death. Zhang Yuanqing nodded: Based on the rules of the use of props, can we infer that the leader of the Dark Night Rose has anticipated his own death, so he made arrangements in advance. This is inevitable. The Lord of the Stop Killing Palace frowned and said: What do you want to say? Zhang Yuanqing talked freely: From the prophecy of the Bright Compass, it is not difficult to know that Shura chose to invest in the leader of the Dark Night Rose, and that was twenty-one years ago.

The leader of the Dark Night Rose at that time must have a certain level and status in the world. Shura would not invest in a rotten fish and shrimp. Then, we only need to check which high-level night wandering gods were famous twenty years ago, or even thirty years ago. Can we lock the identity of the leader of the Dark Night Rose through the method of elimination? The eyes of the Palace Master of Stop Killing suddenly lit up, and he added in an excited tone: Taiyi Sect is the largest organization of night wandering gods in the world. Whether it is civilian or official, as long as it is a gifted night wandering god, they will definitely notice it and register it. Through this line, we can further lock the identity of the leader of the Dark Night Rose. She frowned suddenly: It’s just that Taiyi Sect and the Five Elements Alliance are both official organizations, but they are not of the same mind. If you check this matter through the Five Elements Alliance, they will notice it. At that time, maybe Taiyi Sect will just give some worthless information to perfunctorily deal with it, and then secretly investigate it themselves.

This is like making a wedding dress for someone else.

Of course, there is no problem for Taiyi Sect to investigate, but they will most likely not reveal the information to them.

Unless we can develop a subordinate in Taiyi Sect! Zhang Yuanqing had no good idea for the moment and said: We will consider this matter in the long run.

The Lord of Stop Killing nodded slightly: "The most important thing for you now is the ring match, don't focus on these things." After a pause, she suddenly asked: "The Demon Eye King must have a purpose for seeing you, you didn't say it just now."

Zhang Yuanqing avoided her gaze and didn't meet her eyes. The Palace Master of Stop Killing felt depressed and frowned, saying: "Speak!" Zhang Yuanqing said helplessly:

Seeing that I did have a purpose, he cursed me, cursing me to become like him. Elder Dog checked my body afterwards, but could not find where the curse was hidden. As soon as he finished speaking, the Palace Master of Stop Killing pressed his shoulder. Immediately, his skin felt a stinging pain. He turned his head and saw countless wriggling red threads crawling out of the Palace Master's white little hand, drilling into his body like a parasite.

After a while, the red thread retracted into the palace lady's body. She loosened her hand and gritted her teeth and said:

As expected, I can't find anything unusual...·This evil eye deserves death, you shouldn't meet him. Zhang Yuanqing said solemnly: This is related to the palace master's knot, I think the risk is worth it. The palace master was stunned for a moment. Seeing her in a daze, Zhang Yuanqing stopped and stood up and said: Don't worry about the curse, just take it one step at a time. Palace master, I'm leaving first.

Without waiting for her response, Zhang Yuanqing walked out of the cafe. After walking a distance, he looked back and found that the lights in the cafe were still on, unlike the previous times when the lights in the cafe went out as soon as he left.

The last wave of operations was okay. It not only won her the credit, but also didn't stop there. It left her to savor it slowly. Although Lingjun was trash, he was really good at dealing with women. I could clearly feel that her attitude towards me had improved. Zhang Yuanqing was gradually drifting away.

At nine o'clock the next day, he opened the official forum on time to check the news.

You Feng Lai Yi was right. Today’s ring match was indeed cancelled. The official posted a notice on the forum: #Due to recent adjustments to the competition, today’s ring match is cancelled# It seems that the headquarters really plans to adjust the competition mode... Zhang Yuanqing was not worried but happy. For him, this was a good thing.

He couldn't say about his ability in a one-on-one fight, but when it came to dungeons, Zhang Yuanqing was very confident.

[Bai Long: I heard from Yuan Ting that the official plans to throw the top eight contestants into the dungeon, and is currently discussing what difficulty level is appropriate.

[Please call me Queen: Ah, I heard about it yesterday, but I'm not sure. Even the loud speaker of Taiyi Sect said so, so it's probably true. Now it's good, Yuanshi Tianzun will definitely get first place. ]

【The future is long: @Please call me Queen, do you think it is possible that the other seven contestants will unite and eliminate Yuanshi Tianzun first? 1 This "The future is long" always speaks ill of me, but every time he says something that makes sense, the contestants who can enter the top eight are all smart people, and the dungeon is not a ring match, it is impossible to expect them to be fair and just, I really have to be careful

Zhang Yuanqing read the comments for a while and then exited the forum. Since he didn't have to compete in the boxing match today, he decided to find something to do.

He hesitated for a long time between the two options of looking for Xiaoyuan and looking for his mother. If my father is really a spirit walker, then she has hidden many things from me, which is understandable. After all, the existence of spirit walkers is a supernatural phenomenon, which is difficult to explain. Besides, I was an ordinary college student before, so what's the point of telling me?

If I told her that I had become a spiritual traveler, she might confess her past to me and tell me how I got my headaches.

It's better to wait for her to come back and talk face to face about this kind of thing. If the conversation on the phone is unpleasant and she hangs up directly, I won't be able to do anything to her. Besides, if we talk face to face, I can use the insight glasses to observe her. Zhang Yuanqing chose to meet Xiaoyuan.

Follow the advice given by your life coach to improve your relationship with Aunt Xiaoyuan and find out what trouble she is facing.

In Wuhen Hotel, a strong cold wind blows.

Xiaoyuan stood straight at the front desk, her bright face expressionless and cold, without the slightest warm smile to greet guests.

In the morning, the hotel only welcomed two groups of guests, one of which was hourly rooms. Business was quite bleak.

There are two major considerations when choosing a hotel's location: one is the business district attributes of the location, and the other is the degree of transportation convenience.

Airports, high-speed rail stations, tourist attractions, commercial centers, and areas near schools meet the above two requirements.

Wuhen Hotel is located in the suburbs. It is a small hotel that caters to middle and low-end guests. In the past few years, there were several factories nearby. Factories bring traffic. Business was pretty good.

However, since last year, the economic environment has been sluggish, and several factories near the hotel have closed down one after another, and the surrounding area has suddenly become deserted.

With nothing to do, Xiaoyuan picked up her phone, clicked on Yuanshi Tianzun's avatar, and typed a message: Who is my opponent today? She thought about it, deleted the message, and turned off the phone with a blank expression.

At this time, the glass door of the hotel was pushed open, but there was no one at the door. An invisible person came in. ps: The typo was updated first and then corrected.