, Spirit Walker

Yeah, I almost forgot about that guy.

Li Dongze's words reminded the captains that they had already recruited a night-wandering god into the Kangyang District Spirit Realm team, so they no longer needed to borrow people from the Taiyi Sect.

The big muscle man showed a happy expression and immediately said: "What are you waiting for? Contact that kid quickly. So, we still have to train our own night wandering gods. Our own people are the most reliable at critical moments."

The other captains' brows relaxed.

What the big muscle man said makes sense. Although the Night Walker of Taiyi Sect has always been cooperative in serious matters, he is an outsider after all, and it is definitely not as convenient to use him as his own people.

Li Dongze glanced at Fu Qingyang and saw him nod slightly. He immediately took out his cell phone and walked out of the meeting room.

"I'll contact him."

.........

After finishing his professional classes in the morning, Zhang Yuanqing picked up his schoolbag and left the classroom. He planned to skip the afternoon class and go to the office of the second team of the Kangyang District Lingjing Team.

The focus of future interpersonal relationships and other aspects will be shifted to the Spirit Realm team.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't like school very much and wasn't very interested in studying. The young people in Songhai were inherently lazy, lacking in ruthlessness and fighting spirit.

There are only two kinds of people in this world who will strive hard: one is the one who develops positive habits since childhood, and the other is forced to do so by life.

After becoming a spiritual traveler, Zhang Yuanqing finally regained his long-lost spirit of struggle.

Firstly, it was a matter of life and death, and secondly, it enabled him to fulfill his young dream of traveling the world with a sword.

The spiritual realm is full of dangers and weirdness, but once you have tasted the sweetness, you will no longer be willing to be a mortal.

I came downstairs and was about to swipe for a shared bike when the phone in my pocket rang.

It’s Li Dongze calling.

"What chief?" Zhang Yuanqing answered.

"Where are you now?" Li Dongze spoke very quickly and got straight to the point.

“At school.”

"Songhai University, right? I'll ask Guan Ya to pick you up now."

Pick me up? Zhang Yuanqing heard the urgency in Li Dongze's tone and asked tentatively, "What's the matter?"

"A colleague was killed. We need the Night Wanderer to devour the spirit and obtain the other party's memory. Well, is this a problem for you?" Li Dongze asked with some concern.

Um, that should be possible... Zhang Yuanqing said: "Let me try?"

Devouring a spirit is not difficult; it is the Night Wanderer's innate skill. His brain tells him that he can do it, but as for reading memories, he has never actually devoured a spirit and has no experience, so he cannot guarantee it.

"That's it." Li Dongze hung up the phone without saying anything more.

Zhang Yuanqing put away his phone and walked towards the school gate.

A few minutes later, he stopped at the school gate, silently waiting for Guan Ya to pick him up. At the same time, Zhang Yuanqing noticed a girl in a pleated long skirt standing on the roadside not far away, carrying a brand-name bag, as if waiting for someone.

Xu Yingying?

Zhang Yuanqing looked at the "class beauty" for a few seconds. She was dressed very elegantly. The bracelets, necklaces, earrings, bags... all looked very valuable, which was very different from most of the female classmates in the school.

Girls from ordinary families can’t dress like this.

Noticing Zhang Yuanqing's gaze, Xu Yingying smiled faintly, lifted her hair, straightened her back, and posed in the most attractive posture, feeling a little superior in her heart.

The boy was quite good-looking, so she subconsciously showed off her beauty.

But now she is no longer in the same world as ordinary college students, so her heart is full of superiority.

The decorations I have are worth an average college student’s annual living expenses.

At this time, Xu Yingying saw a blue sports car driving up and slowly stopping at the school gate.

The woman driving the car was wearing a neat white shirt and sunglasses, so her face couldn't be seen clearly, but from her fair, pointed jaw and delicate mouth corners, it was not difficult to tell that she was a beautiful woman with great looks.

Xu Yingying pursed her lips, changed her posture, and pointed the logo of her branded bag towards the sports car.

At the same time, she saw Zhang Yuanqing jogging towards the sports car, opening the door and getting in.

The rich woman stepped on the accelerator and drove away with the little puppy.

Xu Yingying opened her mouth, her face full of surprise.

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether this male classmate was a low-key rich kid or one of my colleagues - a seafood merchant and a steel wool merchant.

.........

Kangyang District Security Bureau, morgue.

Zhang Yuanqing stood beside the morgue, lifted the white cloth, and a tragic corpse appeared before his eyes.

The deceased's body was covered with bruises and knife marks, and the wound on his chest was full of blood and flesh, which was a shocking sight.

If it were two days ago, Zhang Yuanqing would definitely feel physically uncomfortable after seeing such a corpse, but after the beating he experienced in the mountain temple, the corpse could no longer cause much disturbance in his heart.

"We can start now."

Li Dongze, leaning on his cane, spoke expectantly.

Zhang Yuanqing nodded. He examined Zhao Yingjun's body and felt that the spirit remaining in this cold corpse was gradually becoming active and reviving.

The breath of the Night Wandering God has a fatal attraction to spirits and can awaken sleeping spirits.

He silently mobilized the Taiyin power in his body, and the whites of his eyes and pupils were covered with a layer of pure black. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhao Yingjun's body.

Grab an illusory figure.

This figure has Zhao Yingjun's facial features, but his expression is dull and his eyes are empty.

After a person dies, 90% of their consciousness disappears, and their spirit becomes dull. If the consciousness disappears, the memory will also be incomplete, leaving only some memories that they are deeply obsessed with.

Memories before death are often very vivid and close to death, so they are preserved.

After catching the spirit, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly felt the urge to "eat". He naturally opened his mouth and sucked gently.

Zhao Yingjun's spirit turned into green smoke and floated into his mouth.

There was a sudden pain between my eyebrows, and my consciousness seemed to expand, filled with many things that did not belong to me.

........

Zhang Yuanqing heard low sobbing, whimpering, and a fierce and gloomy voice in his ears:

"I don't have much patience, you'd better answer me."

He knew that he was reading the spirit's last memory. He slowly "opened" his eyes and the scenery around him became clear. It was a large suite with gorgeous decoration.

He fell down on the soft big bed, naked, with clothes and women's underwear scattered on the ground.

Not far away, at the head of the bed, curled up a young woman, also naked, with long white legs, a tight belly, and a firm chest, showing off her proud youthful curves.

The sobbing sound came from her.

Woman? **? Zhang Yuanqing was stunned by the scene. He thought to himself, why didn't the chief explain the situation at the crime scene clearly? How could he let me see such scenes that are not suitable for children? I am still a child...

Following the deceased's perspective, he looked at the person beside the bed. It was a man with a ferocious face, a scar half a finger long on his left cheek, sparse eyebrows, and a fierce and gloomy look.

In his hand he held a shining willow blade.

The murderer... Zhang Yuanqing stared at the face and memorized its features clearly.

At this point, his mission was half completed.

The man pointed the knife at Zhang Yuanqing's chest and said viciously:

"Where is the Holy Grail, where is the roster?"

He seemed to have asked this question many times, his expression full of impatience and murderous eyes.

"I don't know, I really don't know... Please let me go." Zhang Yuanqing heard 'himself' begging for mercy.

The man squatted beside the bed, completely losing his patience, rubbing his face tiredly, and muttered:

"I gave you a chance but you didn't use it. I gave you a chance but you didn't use it...."

As he said this, he thrust the tip of the willow blade into Zhang Yuanqing's chest.

A sharp pain came and his consciousness blurred in an instant. Zhang Yuanqing collapsed limply on the ground. He saw the man unbuckle his belt, grab the beautiful woman's ankles, and pull her towards him.

The scene suddenly stopped when the woman screamed.