Spiritual Walker

In front of a 24-hour convenience store.

Kou Beiyue squatted on the curb, holding a bowl of pickled cabbage in his hand, swallowing noodles.

He stared at a certain place with a vacant look, immersed in thought.

I have now figured out where he works, but there are only official practitioners there, and I may not be able to win even in a one-on-one fight. And if I kill people in the office area, innocent people will be affected, which is not allowed by Master Wuhen.

It would be best to find out the community where he lives and sneak over at night, but I am not good at tracking and it is easy to be discovered.

According to his habit, he will go to a nightclub with his colleagues tonight, and this is the opportunity.

Kou Beiyue's eyes gradually became fierce, and at this moment, he heard a smiling voice from the side:

"The bewitching demon of the extraordinary realm has a good foundation. Are you a casual cultivator, or from which organization?"

Kou Beiyue's hair on the back exploded, and he jumped two meters high on the spot while squatting, and at the same time, he threw the instant noodles in his hand towards the source of the sound.

After performing this series of instinctive actions, he looked over and saw the person who was speaking. He was a young man wearing a sports headband, sunny and handsome, the kind of handsome guy with a sporty look.

The hot soup and noodles were splashed over, but before they touched the young man's body, they slid down along an invisible air wall.

At the same time, Kou Beiyue's body froze, and his limbs spasmed and he stood there, unable to make any movements.

Invisible chains bound him.

The young man wearing a sports headband smiled and said, "I'm not an official, don't be nervous. I just saw that you don't have much violence, but you are a bewitching demon, an alien, so I came to take a look."

Kou Beiyue did not relax his vigilance because of the other party's words, but now he had no choice but to cooperate obediently, and said in a deep voice:

"What do you want?"

The Demon Eye King asked, "Which organization are you from?"

"Self-cultivator!"

"Why don't you like to kill people? You should know that the more you kill, the more violent you are, and the stronger the bewitching demon will be. People in the lawful camp call us evil professions, and it is not slandered for no reason. Bewitching demons who are not bloodthirsty are equivalent to useless." The Demon Eye King asked with a smile.

We? Is he also a bewitching demon? But how did he know my profession? Kou Beiyue sneered:

"Whether to kill or not is up to me. Why should I let my profession dominate me?"

The Demon Eye King was stunned and laughed: "Interesting, you are interesting."

After that, he stepped forward and slapped Kou Beiyue.

Pah!

The loud slap attracted the attention of passers-by. Kou Beiyue's cheeks swelled up, his eyebrows were raised, his eyes were full of anger, and he roared like a lion:

"Let me go if you dare, I will fight you!"

The Demon Eye King suddenly realized:

"So it's combative. From ancient times to the present, the bewitching demon has always been the most powerful warrior. The temperament is in line with it. If you can be more bloodthirsty, your future achievements will be limitless.

"Boy, are you interested in following me? My trusted younger brother was killed, and I plan to train another one. You are good. "

Although Li Xianzong is bloodthirsty, he is also arrogant and proud. He will not kill ordinary people unless they provoke him. As for killing walkers in the lawful camp, that is natural.

Moreover, Li Xianzong is not interested in women and does not do things that humiliate women. In addition, he has excellent talent, which is why he was favored by the Demon Eye King and focused on training.

If it is a bewitching demon with no bottom line, the Demon Eye King will not look down on it.

Kou Beiyue's eyes are full of anger, and he snorted coldly:

"Not interested!"

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" The Demon Eye King smiled.

"Kill if you want to, don't talk nonsense." Kou Beiyue has a strong heart as a young man.

"Interesting~" The Demon Eye King touched his chin and smiled, "Don't worry, you will promise me that I will take you back to the north when I finish the things at hand. "

After saying that, he silently marked Kou Beiyue and turned to leave.

Good Music Hotel.

The taxi stopped outside the hotel. Wang Qian got out of the car, walked into the hotel lobby, and stopped at the front desk.

"The palace master and the brothers are in the 409 suite. You can go up quickly." The pretty female receptionist whispered.

Wang Qian nodded slightly, went deep into the hotel, took the elevator, and went to the fourth floor.

He found room 409 with ease and knocked on the door according to the agreed rhythm.

The door opened, and the crazy Monkey King with hair as fluffy as a lion's mane stood at the door with a beer belly. When he saw that it was Wang Qian, he hurriedly said:

"Come in quickly. "

Wang Qian nodded, squeezed through the crack of the door, and looked around. More than 20 members of the Stop Killing Palace gathered in the large suite, including men and women, sexy and enchanting beauties, and men with gloomy temperaments.

There are extraordinary practitioners like him, and there are also saint-level strongmen.

Of course, the strongest is the woman sitting behind the desk, wearing a red dress.

She is the goddess in the minds of the members of the Stop Killing Palace. Regardless of gender, they are obsessed with the peerless palace master. This is not only the attribute bonus of the musician profession, but also the personality charm of the palace master himself.

Wang Qian does not know the exact number of members of the Stop Killing Palace, but he knows a rough idea, more than 30, less than 40.

This is almost half of the number of Lingjing family, which is a behemoth in the folk organization.

And with a master-level practitioner sitting in charge, even if it is official, it must be taken seriously and given a relatively equal attitude.

"Everyone is here. I have personally notified those who can't come. "The Palace Master of Stop Killing looked around the room and announced:

"From today on, everyone, temporarily withdraw from Songhai. I have found a place to stay, and the Crazy Saint will take you there."

The faces of the members changed slightly and they looked at each other.

The Crazy Saint explained with a beer belly:

"The Magic Eye King of the Military Master is looking for the Palace Master and has offered a reward for us on the black market. Any clue related to us is worth 100,000. I think it is wise to leave Songhai to avoid the limelight.

"In addition, during your absence from Songhai, the Palace Master will subsidize you every month, 10,000 per person."

A woman dressed in a seductive way frowned and said:

"When can you come back? Palace Master, I just got a boyfriend. If I leave Songhai..."

The Palace Master of Zhisha glanced at her lightly, and the woman immediately changed her words and sighed:

"But for the Palace Master, I don't want a dog man."

The Palace Master of Zhisha nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "I will tie up Yuanshi Tianzun and send him to your bed later."

The seductive woman's eyes lit up: "It's a deal."

The Palace Master of Zhisha laughed and said softly: "Lizhi, how long have you not been hung up and beaten?"

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After dinner, in the living room.

Jiang Yuer lay lazily on the sofa, her two long legs resting on her nephew's thighs, a plate of grapes on her belly, she ate grapes while watching the news.

They were watching the Songhai News Channel, which was also the channel that Grandpa often watched.

"Puff!"

Jiang Yu'er turned her head to one side, opened her mouth, and the grapes flew accurately into the trash can a few meters away.

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned: "Aunt, it's a pity that you don't learn basketball."

"What's that? I can spit it in even if it's a few meters away." Aunt snorted twice, and said, changing to a more comfortable position.

"Yuanzi, massage my feet for me."

"No, it stinks!"

"Asshole, I don't know how many men want to massage my aunt's jade feet, don't be ungrateful." Jiang Yu'er, lying flat, squinted and looked at the nephew at his feet.

Even from the so-called death angle from bottom to top, Zhang Yuanqing couldn't find any flaws on his aunt's face. It was still cute and lovely, and the tear mole was still so charming.

At this time, grandpa looked away from the TV screen and turned his head to ask:

"When did you two like to watch the news?"

"I don't watch it, I just want to accompany grandpa." Zhang Yuanqing said immediately.

"I want to accompany dad, too." Jiang Yu'er said tenderly.

Grandpa looked at them strangely, "I know what kind of people you two are."

One can only act like a spoiled child to get benefits, and the other is a smooth talker to get benefits. Neither of them is a filial son.

Jiang Yu'er and Zhang Yuanqing laughed twice and continued to play dead.

Zhang Yuanqing gently pinched the soles of his aunt's feet, freed his right hand to operate the phone, and sent a text message to Aunt Xiaoyuan:

"Aunt Xiaoyuan, how are you thinking about the gang."

Magic Aunt Xiaoyuan: "Let's talk about it later!"

Alas, Xiaoyuan is a saint, and she is a big leg. It would be great if she could join the gang. If I recruit Aunt Xiaoyuan to the gang, I will have a better grasp on Master Wuhen.

Master Wuhen and his attached forces are the objects that Zhang Yuanqing has always wanted to "conquer".

To build his own network of contacts, ordinary wild walkers are not very meaningful. At worst, they have to be civil organizations. The Palace of Stop Killing and the Wuhen Hotel are the two most ideal and powerful channels.

At present, he has a good relationship with the Palace Master of Stop Killing, and they are getting more and more familiar with each other, but he has achieved little in the aspect of Wuhen Hotel.

After all, an evil profession is still an evil profession. Xiaoyuan and him have innate grudges and barriers. It is not a few sweet words that can move them. It requires hard work or a turnaround.

It can only be done slowly. Zhang Yuanqing put down his mobile phone and did not force it.

At this time, the host of the news broadcast said:

"Next, at 5:32 pm today, a gangster broke into a company called "Hua Teng Finance" in Rongchuang Building and carried out an inhumane massacre of the company's employees. The means were so cruel that they were unheard of. Among the 29 people in the company, only one receptionist survived.

"According to witnesses, the assailant was a young man wearing a headband, about 30 years old. At present, the Public Security Bureau has launched an investigation."

The TV screen switched to the surveillance video. In the unclear video, a young man wearing a sports headband was pushing open the glass door of the financial company.

The surveillance screen only had this frozen scene.

The Demon Eye King, it must be him. This guy really won't lurk obediently. He just came to Songhai and caused a big incident. Zhang Yuanqing clenched his mobile phone fiercely.

"Ouch~"

The aunt cried out in pain, tears in her eyes, and said aggrievedly: "You hurt me."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Zhang Yuanqing quickly let go of the aunt's feet and apologized repeatedly.

"Humph!" Jiang Yu'er kicked him lightly in the chest, got up and walked to the bedroom: "No more watching, go to bed."

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes instinctively chased the back of his aunt, lowered his head and sent a message to Li Dongze:

"Shichang, was the bloody case in Rongchuang Building done by the Demon Eye King? "

He followed the news to see if the Demon Eye King would cause any trouble, and he really expected it.

Li Dongze quickly replied to the message:

"Yes. Elder Gou and Captain Fu Baifu have been secretly tracking him, and I hope they can find him."

It was indeed him, Zhang Yuanqing, who typed the message: "Why did he want to massacre that financial company?"

Li Dongze: "It's not clear yet, the people from the Public Security Bureau are still investigating, but based on the information collected so far, the composition of this company is not very clean, it is a loan company, as for how they offended the Demon Eye, we have to continue investigating."

"Got it." Zhang Yuanqing said worriedly: "Will the Demon Eye target the Public Security Bureau? I'm from the second team, he should know the office address of the second team, you will be in danger. "

The office address of the second team is at the Kangyang District Security Bureau. This is not a secret. Ordinary evil professions may not know it, but with the means and identity of the Demon Eye King, it is not difficult to find out.

Li Dongze replied:

"Hehe, we have the seeds of the explosive flower. Its scent is very strong. The Demon Eye King will not fail to sense it. He will not risk his moral value to kill a few irrelevant ants.

"This is also what the Centurion wants. After all, the seeds cannot really explode, which will kill many people. Moreover, the bloody incident today has deducted a lot of the moral value of the Demon Eye. I think it will be quiet for a while and will not continue to kill people."

As they were chatting, the sound of typing a password came from outside the living room, and the security door opened immediately.

Chen Yuanjun came in with a briefcase, looking tired.

Zhang Yuanqing replied: "Shizhang, it's an emergency, be careful."

Then he put away his phone and said, "Brother, why did you come back so late?"

"Something happened at work." Chen Yuanjun put his briefcase on the coffee table, sat down at the dining table, and shouted, "Grandma, help me get a bowl of rice, I'm starving."

Zhang Yuanqing, who had just heard about the Rongchuang Building tragedy, hurried to the dining table and sat down, gossiping:

"Is it because of the financial company case? Rongchuang Building, it was just reported in the news."

Chen Yuanjun frowned habitually, looking more and more vicissitudes, and sighed:

"It's not just this one thing. There are many things today. The director of our Public Security Bureau jumped off the building."

"What?" Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment.

Grandpa in the living room also turned his head and looked over.

At this time, grandma came out with a bowl of rice, handed it over, and gossiped:

"The director jumped off the building? There is such a thing?"

Grandma is never inferior to others in gossiping.

Chen Yuanjun didn't want to say anything, but grandma looked interested. If he refused to answer, the rice in his hand would be taken back in half.

Grandma could do such a thing

"It's Zhou Yan who we talked about yesterday." Chen Yuanjun took a bite of rice and said while eating: "The one who was reported for corruption and bribery and acted as a protective umbrella for the loan company."

Grandma asked curiously: "Why did she jump off the building?"

Loan company, Zhou Yan, Rongchuang Building bloodbath. Zhang Yuanqing thought, what a coincidence?

Before Chen Yuanjun could speak, grandpa sitting on the sofa in the distance asked in a deep voice:

"Is she related to the financial company in Rongchuang Building?"

Although there are many people who are not security guards, grandpa's sense of smell is still sharp.

Chen Yuanjun nodded slightly: "That company is the loan platform she protected."

"Oh!" Grandpa turned his head back and commented lightly: "It's not a pity to die."

He didn't want to say anything more and concentrated on watching TV.

Grandma sat at the table, talking about this and that, asking questions for a long time, and felt that she had understood everything, so she told me: "Eat well."

She turned around and went into her daughter's room to share gossip.

Zhang Yuanqing went to the bathroom to wash up, brushed his teeth and washed his face, returned to the room, summoned the little funny guy to move around freely, and lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

The style of the Demon Eye is indeed as the Palace Master of Stop Killing said, killing 28 people in one breath, no, 29 people, that is 2,900 moral points. He should not kill people indiscriminately in the near future, and will choose to lurk and do good things. It is even more difficult to find him, and during this gap, he may transfer his energy to finding me and the Palace Master of Stop Killing.

In addition, is the news of the military bishop so well-informed? Am I not in more danger?

"Ding!"

The phone notification sounded.

The Demon Eye King took out his cell phone to check the information:

"King, I just got a piece of news. More than a month ago, Ou Xiangrong, who was controlled by the Weird Eye Judge, died at Songhai University. The Yuanshi Tianzun who killed him might be a student of Songhai University."

Songhai University Demon Eye King replied:

"Can you get a photo of Yuanshi Tianzun?"

"Sorry, not many people have seen Yuanshi Tianzun. They are basically official people. We can't get it, at least not in a short time."

After reading it, the Demon Eye King stopped replying and put away his cell phone.

It doesn't matter if there are no photos. He can just go to Songhai University to stake out.

11 o'clock in the evening, Wuhen Hotel.

The harsh ringtone woke up Xiaoyuan, who was sleeping lightly. She picked up the phone on the bedside table, and the caller ID showed:

Kou Beiyue!

Xiao Yuan raised her delicate eyebrows, answered the phone, and said coldly:

"You still have the nerve to look for me?"

"Xiao, Xiao Yuan." The boy's awkward and low voice came from the phone, with a little anxiety.

Xiao Yuan was silent for a second, and said: "What's the matter, tell me quickly."

"I, I'm trapped in the nightclub by my enemies. They are searching for me. I can't hold on for long." Kou Beiyue lowered his voice.

Xiao Yuan stood up suddenly, her face became serious: "Tell me the location, immediately!"

"Kangyang District, Honglong Nightclub, Baixing Road." Kou Beiyue whispered:

"I'm not here for help, it's too late, you can't make it. I privately assassinated the official walker, which has violated the rules set by Master Wuhen, and he can't save me.

"This time I was too impulsive, I didn't expect the other party to have noticed that I was waiting for him. I called just to tell you that I have always regarded you as my mother. I have a bad temper and am irritable and impulsive. After my sister died, you are the only one who doesn't hate me and tolerates my bad temper. I'm sorry"

He said a lot, but Xiao Yuan didn't listen to a word.

Her heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

It takes at least 40 minutes to get from Jinshan City to Songhai, and it's too late to rush there.

Master Wuhen has set rules that you can't have close ties with evil professions, you can't take the initiative to conflict with the official, you have to forget the past and let it go, in order to redeem yourself.

Kou Beiyue broke the rules, and Master Wuhen couldn't save him.

What to do, who else can save him? Xiao Yuan looked cold, and her thoughts turned quickly.

Kangyang District?

She suddenly thought of Yuanshi Tianzun.