"Yu'er is back. The evil creature is worshipping the gods in the room!"

My grandmother is also a sharp-tongued person.

My aunt let out a crisp "Oh", and a few seconds later, the bedroom door was pushed open roughly with a bang.

The Elvis speaker immediately stopped singing "Mei Mei Mei".

Zhang Yuanqing, who was lying flat on the bed, turned his head and looked towards the door. He saw his aunt whom he had not seen for many days. Her hair was carefully groomed, a little fluffy and curled at the ends, which set off her round face.

She was wearing beige high-waisted casual pants, a white printed three-quarter-sleeved women's T-shirt, flat sandals, and a small black bag hanging on her shoulder.

Although she is 25 years old, she still manages to look like a girl next door.

My aunt stood at the door and stared at him for a few seconds, then rolled her eyes and said with disgust, "Unclean person!"

"What?" Zhang Yuanqing didn't react.

The aunt dropped her bag, ran to the bed in two or three steps, and performed the martial arts moves she learned from TV dramas. She bent her waist and slashed her knife at her nephew's head, angrily saying:

"Unclean people!"

Zhang Yuanqing understood that she was disgusted with the fact that she had a girlfriend.

"Unclean person, unclean person." The aunt maintained a bow stance and put the knife away and chopped down with a "dong dong".

You, Zhang Yuanqing, got stabbed so hard that he flew into a rage. He thrust his waist and abdomen forward, opened his legs and clamped his aunt's slender waist, then turned around and "showed" her off.

Zhang Yuanqing turned over and sat up, sinking his buttocks towards Jiang Yuzhuo's round buttocks, acting like Wu Song fighting a tiger, and said:

"Jiang Yuzhu, since you are so aggressive, don't blame me, your nephew, for taking advantage of you."1

Jiang Yuzhu was pinned down, and she tried to straighten her waist, but she couldn't flip her nephew over. Fortunately, she had a pair of long legs, and she flapped her legs hard, attacking her nephew with her heels.

Zhang Yuanqing said helplessly:

"I've been out on a mission for the past three days. I lied to my grandmother about my girlfriend and everything."

Jiang Yuzhu stopped attacking upon hearing this. His eyes lit up. “Doing a mission? What mission? Tell me quickly.”

Of course Zhang Yuanqing couldn't tell her, he snorted:

"You are just an ordinary person, how can you know about national affairs? Don't ask too much."

When my aunt heard this, she kicked back and started attacking again.

As they were arguing, a loud shout suddenly came from the bedroom door:

"How old are you? Why are you still messing around all day long!" The grandmother stood at the door with her hands on her hips, glaring at her daughter and grandson.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately rolled off his aunt's back, and Jiang Yuzhu also jumped up. They quickly separated and said in unison:

"Jiang Yuzhu (Zhang Yuanqing) was the first to start." The grandmother looked at her daughter coldly and scolded her, "Get down."

My aunt jumped out of bed happily.

The grandmother bent down, picked up the bag at her feet, held it in one hand, and with her other hand, she held her daughter's ear and took her out.

Humph, grandma is still very observant. Zhang Yuanqing won a victory. He got out of bed with a hum, sat at the desk, turned on the computer, logged into the official database, and prepared to look up a person named "Lian Sanyue".

With his authority, he can find out anything about any spiritual realm practitioner who is officially on file.

Elvis's speaker regained its vitality and began to play again: "You are so beautiful, you are so beautiful~"

It can be seen that the Sandashan Goddess has caused it a great psychological trauma, and it has not recovered yet.

While typing "连三月", Zhang Yuanqing said to the Elvis speaker:

"It's so beautiful, but there's only one song like this. Can you change it to something new?"

The Elvis speaker followed suit, and after a burst of "sizzling" electricity, music began to play:

"Chicken, you are so beautiful, ah Beibei~ Chicken, you are so beautiful, ah Beibei~"

Zhang Yuanqing grabbed the Elvis speaker and threw it under the bed. At the same time, he stared at the computer screen and saw the search results showed that the target you were searching for was not found.

No such person? He frowned.

"Most of the people that Bing knows are not official. They have reached the pinnacle of prop research. I remember that only when a bachelor reaches the master level can he have the ability to mass-produce props."

To sum up, this Lian Sanyue, whose level is that of a master, is most likely a wild cultivator who is not officially registered.

After thinking for a few seconds, he called his life mentor's cell phone. After the other party answered, he asked directly:

"Lingjun, have you ever heard of Lian Sanyue?"

"Lian Sanyue? What is his relationship with Fenghuo?"

Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself, how come you use the same tricks as the Demon Lord? They are both Aquaman, even their bad tastes are the same.

"You haven't heard of it either? Okay, I understand." Before hanging up, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly thought of something and said:

"Lingjun, if one day you find out that I said something I shouldn't have said, maybe, um, maybe it involves your family, you have to forgive me."

Lingjun laughed when he heard this:

"If it's my stud father and those brothers and sisters, you are welcome to get involved. It would be best if they were ruined."3

You have such complicated feelings towards your father and brothers and sisters? Zhang Yuanqing hung up the phone without saying anything more.

I put my phone on the table and made a judgment in my mind.

Although the playboy Lingjun was a trash chosen by Fu Qingyang and was not very successful, he was also a well-known spiritual realm practitioner with a wide range of experience, unlike him, a newbie who had only been practicing for two and a half months.

Even Lingjun doesn't know this person, so Lian Sanyue's identity can be confirmed.

The Overlord-level independent cultivator has never been officially registered.

"The profession of a bachelor is different from other professions. It is very important to have academic discussions and teamwork. It is very difficult to do research alone. Lian Sanyue, even if he is not an official person, must have had contact with the "bachelor" group."

"If you have time, ask the three scholars about it. Why don't I use the astrolabe to deduce it?"

He slapped his head and remembered the new prop.

You can fully utilize the deductive power of the horoscope to gain inspiration without having to go through the trouble of looking for someone.

I am a star official now, not a night-wandering god. I need to adjust my mindset quickly. Zhang Yuanqing got up, closed and locked the bedroom door.

I returned to my desk and pushed my computer, water cup and other sundries aside.

He stretched out his hand into the air and grabbed out a round disk the size of his face. The star disk was made of black iron, was heavy, and was completely black. The surface of the disk was engraved with the stars in the sky and dotted with silver paint.

Like a brilliant galaxy in the night.

Zhang Yuandan held the disk with one hand and slowly transferred the power of the stars into it. The bright starlight flowed along the disk like water and lit up the constellations engraved on it.

The next second, the Big Dipper, Purple Star, the Twenty-Four Constellations and so on, one by one, broke away from the star disk and condensed in mid-air like a holographic projection.

Immediately, the stars in the sky began to rotate rapidly, creating a gorgeous star vortex.

Ten seconds later, the sea of ​​stars that filled half of the room turned into streams of light and rushed towards Zhang Yuanqing's brows and entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

A picture suddenly flashed through Zhang Yuanqing's mind.

It was a small town in the south of the Yangtze River with a strong ancient charm, white walls, black tiles and bluestone roads. In the alley, a handsome young man was leaning against the wall, gasping for breath, as if he had just experienced a battle.

Next to the young man was a skinny little man eating lotus root with a pale face, and Guan Ya, who was holding a rifle and aiming forward with her lips pursed in a cold line.

He knew this young man——Li Chunfeng

3The background is the Yin Yang Town copy.

The next second, the picture shattered, and Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes suddenly, his face full of shock.

The revelation given by the deduction is Li Chunfeng?

Li Chunfeng knew Lian Sanyue? Yes, he was also a bachelor, and a casual cultivator.

Lian Sanyue is most likely also a casual cultivator, so it is not surprising that the two are connected.

In fact, Li Chunfeng is very likely Lian Sanyue's subordinate, just like Xiaoyuan and Kou Beiyue are Uncle Wuhen's "subordinates".

It is inevitable for a cultivator at the Domination Realm to cultivate his own team.

"Fortunately, I left Li Chunfeng's contact information. I will contact him after Fu Qingyang comes out of the killing copy and I have dealt with the trivial matters around me."

The sun sets in the west, and the setting sun looks like blood.

At the dinner table, a family of five enjoys dinner.

The mature cousin held the bowl in his hand, looked at his cousin, and said, "I heard from grandma that you have a girlfriend?"

"Yeah!" Zhang Yuanqing responded ambiguously.

Chen Yuanjun nodded slightly and took a bite of lettuce. "If you get along well, you can consider living together and bring your girlfriend back to your own home. Anyway, my aunt's large flat is empty anyway."

If I really catch up with Guan Ya, I can indeed consider it. Zhang Yuanqing said perfunctorily:

“Let’s talk about it later!

"By the way, cousin, grandma said you've been working overtime to investigate a case these days? What happened again?"

Chen Yuanjun swallowed his food and frowned, with wrinkles on his forehead. "Recently, the Public Security Bureaus in various districts of Songhai have received many cases of missing persons, with no one alive or dead, and all of them are young and beautiful girls. Because of the Tongque Tower case a while ago, the higher-ups are very sensitive to this kind of incident. The Public Security Bureau has called us to a meeting to discuss it."

Another young woman is missing? Zhang Yuanqing frowned secretly, and asked calmly:

"Any clues?"

Chen Yuanjun frowned more deeply, with a strange look on his face, and said, "We retrieved the last surveillance footage of all the missing persons and found that they had taken the initiative to avoid the surveillance cameras before they disappeared. After visiting and investigating, we did not find any situation in which these girls were threatened.

"Currently, the local police departments have collected as many as 30 cases of missing young women, and we cannot rule out the possibility that there are still cases that have not been reported."

He picked up a piece of rice and said:

"However, we have identified a suspicious person. He appeared in the surveillance footage before the three women disappeared. We are currently investigating this person."

It sounds very strange, not like a normal missing case. If it involves a spirit traveler, I have to take care of this matter. It is very dangerous for an ordinary person like my cousin to be involved.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing lowered his eyes and secretly started practicing astrology.

A bright starry sky quietly appeared in his eyes and flashed away.

I looked up again and gazed at my "worn" cousin.

There was a thick layer of blood light between Chen Yuanjun's eyes, which indicated that he would suffer a bloody disaster in the near future, and based on the intensity of the blood light... this was a fatal disaster!

ps: typos will be updated first and corrected later.