Chapter 24: Murderer
Yeah, almost forgot about that kid.
Li Dongze's words reminded the captains that they had already recruited a Night Wanderer in the Kangyang District's Spirit Realm team, so they didn't need to borrow someone from the Taiyi Sect.
Big Muscle Buster's face showed joy and immediately said, "Then what are we waiting for, hurry up and contact that kid, that's why it's still necessary to cultivate one's own Night Wanderer, one's own people are the most dependable at critical moments."
The other captains' brows stretched.
Big Muscle Buster's words were reasonable, although the Taiyi Sect's Night Wanderer had always been cooperative in matters of business, but after all, he was an outsider, and it was definitely not as convenient to use as one of their own.
Li Dongze glanced at Fu Qingyang and saw that he nodded slightly, so he immediately took out his cell phone and walked out of the conference room.
"I'll go contact him."
.........
After finishing the morning's specialty class, Zhang Yuanqing picked up his book bag and left the classroom, he planned to skip the afternoon class and make a trip to the office of Spirit Realm Squad 2 in Kangyang District.
In the future, the focus of interpersonal interactions and the like would be shifted to the Spirit Realm Squad.
Zhang Yuanqing didn't like school very much and wasn't very interested in studying. The young people of Songhai all had a kind of lethargy that came from their bones, a lack of wolfishness, and a lack of hustle.
There were only two kinds of people in this world who would fight, one was those who had cultivated positive habits since childhood, and the other was those who were forced by life.
After becoming a Spirit Realm Walker, Zhang Yuanqing finally found the long-lost spirit of struggle.
For one thing, it was compelled by life, and for another, it was the one that could fulfill a young man's dream of traveling the rivers and lakes with a sword.
The Spirit Realm was full of dangers and strangeness, but once he tasted the sweetness, he was no longer willing to be a mortal.
When he came downstairs, he was about to swipe a shared bicycle when the cell phone in his pocket rang.
It was Li Dongze calling.
"Shishang?" Zhang Yuanqing picked up.
"Where are you now." Li Dongze spoke extremely fast and got right to the point.
"At school."
"Songhai University right, I'll have Guanya come over to pick you up right now."
Pick me up? Zhang Yuanqing heard the urgency in Li Dongze's tone and tried, "What is it?"
"A coworker was killed, we need the Night Wanderer to devour the spirit body and obtain the other party's memories, hmmm, are you okay with this?" Li Dongze asked with less confidence.
Erm, it should be fine ...... Zhang Yuanqing said, "I'll try?"
Devouring a spirit body wasn't difficult, it was a natural skill of the Night Wanderer, and his brain told him that he could, but the aspect of reading memories, after all, he hadn't really devoured a spirit body and was inexperienced, so he didn't dare to guarantee it.
"That's it then." Li Dongze did not say much and hung up the phone.
Zhang Yuanqing put away his cell phone and walked towards the school entrance on foot.
A few minutes later, he stopped at the school entrance and silently waited for Guanya to come and pick him up, at the same time, Zhang Yuanqing noticed that not far away from the roadside, a girl wearing a pleated long skirt and carrying a designer bag stood by the side of the road as if she was waiting for someone.
Xu Yingying?
Zhang Yuanqing examined this "class flower" a few eyes, the other party's dress is very elaborate, bracelets, necklaces, earrings, bags ...... It seems to be worth a lot of money, and is very different from most of the female classmates in the school.
The girls from ordinary families can't wear this kind of feeling.
Noticing Zhang Yuanqing's gaze, Xu Yingying smiled lightly, lifting up her hair to straighten her waist and put on her most dynamic posture while feeling some small sense of superiority in her heart.
This boy was quite good looking, so she subconsciously displayed her beauty.
But now herself, and ordinary college students have long been in the same world, so her heart is full of superiority.
This decoration of her own was worth a year's living expenses of an ordinary college student.
At this time, Xu Yingying saw a blue sports car coming, slowly stopping at the entrance of the school.
Driving a woman in a competent white shirt, wearing sunglasses, can not see the face, but the white pointed jaw, delicate as the carving of the mouth, it is not difficult to see that this is a high value beauty.
Xu Yingying pursed her lips and changed her posture, turning the logo of the designer bag towards the sports car.
At the same time, she saw Zhang Yuanqing jogging close to the sports car, pulling open the door and getting into the car.
The rich woman kicked the gas and took off with the little puppy.
Xu Yingying opened her mouth, her face full of surprise.
For a moment, she couldn't tell if this male student was a low-profile rich kid or her own counterpart - a seafood merchant and a wire ball merchant.
.........
Kang Yang District Public Security Department, morgue.
Zhang Yuanqing stood by the morgue bed and lifted the white cloth as a gruesome corpse appeared in front of him.
The dead man's body was covered in bruises and slash marks, and the wounds on his chest were bloodied and flipped open, shocking to the eyes.
If it was two days ago, seeing such a corpse, Zhang Yuanqing would definitely be physically uncomfortable, but after experiencing the severe beating at the Mountain God Temple, the corpse was no longer able to cause too many ripples in his heart.
"It can begin."
Li Dongze leaned on his cane and said expectantly from the side.
Zhang Yuanqing nodded as he scrutinized Zhao Yingjun's corpse, sensing that the spirit remaining in the cold corpse was gradually becoming active and reviving.
The aura of the Night Wanderer had a fatal attraction to spirits, and could awaken sleeping spirits.
He silently mobilized the power of Tai Yin in his body, the whites of his eyes and pupils covered with a layer of pure black, and stretched out his hand, grabbing it in vain towards Zhao Yingjun's body.
An illusory figure was grabbed.
This figure had Zhao Yingjun's facial features, but its expression was dull and its gaze was empty.
After a person died, ninety percent of their consciousness dissipated, and their spiritual body would become this dull. If the consciousness dissipated, the memories would of course also be mutilated, leaving only some memories of deep obsessions.
Pre-death memories were often impressive and close to death, so they would be preserved.
After grabbing out the spirit body, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly developed a desire to "eat", so he naturally opened his mouth and gently sucked.
Zhao Yingjun's spiritual body turned into green smoke and drifted into his mouth.
There was a swelling pain in his brow, and his consciousness seemed to expand, with many things that didn't belong to him filling in.
........
Zhang Yuanqing heard low sobs, 'whimpering' wails, and a ferocious and gloomy voice rang in his ears:
"Old me doesn't have much patience, you better answer obediently."
Knowing that he was reading the last memories of his spirit, he slowly 'opened' his eyes, and the scene around him cleared up; it was a large, ornately decorated suite.
He was sitting on a large, fluffy bed, completely naked, with his clothes and pants, as well as women's underwear, strewn about on the floor.
Not far from his side, the position of the head of the bed, curled up a wonderful woman, also naked, long white tender legs, tight belly, firm breasts, showing the young and proud curves.
The sobbing sound was coming from her.
A woman? Naked? Such a sight made Zhang Yuanqing froze, and thought to himself, "Why didn't Shishang make it clear about the scene of the crime, how can he let me look at images that are not suitable for children, I am still a child ......
With the perspective of the deceased, he looked at the person next to the bed, it was a man with a fierce face, a half-finger long scar on the left cheek, sparse eyebrows, and a fierce and shadowy gaze.
In his hand was a shiny willow blade.
The murderer ....... Zhang Yuanqing stared at the face, firmly memorizing the appearance.
By this point, his task was halfway done.
The man pointed the tip of the blade at Zhang Yuanqing's chest and said viciously:
"Where is the Holy Grail and where is the roster?"
He seemed to have asked this question many times, his expression filled with impatience and his gaze surging with murderous intent.
"I don't know, I really don't know ....... Please let me go." Zhang Yuanqing heard 'himself' open his mouth and beg for mercy.
The man squatted beside the bed, completely losing his patience, rubbing his face like his heart was tired, and muttering:
"Give you a chance and you're useless ah, give you a chance and you're useless ah ........"
Saying that, he handed the tip of the willow blade, into 'Zhang Yuanqing's' chest.
Sharp pain came and his consciousness instantly blurred, Zhang Yuanqing limply paralyzed on the ground, seeing the man unbuckling his pants, grabbing the pretty woman's ankle, and pulling hard towards his side.
The scene came to an abrupt end as the woman screamed.
