Chapter 26: Absconding
Seven o'clock in the evening, the dinner table.
Grandmother looked around the table to her family and announced in a rather good mood:
"Yuanzi, your uncle will be back tomorrow afternoon. Yuanjun ah, remember to drive to pick him up. Yu'er, come home early after work."
Yu'er was her sister-in-law's maiden name.
Zhang Yuanqing and Jiang Yubait were gnawing on a chicken leg each, and Chen Yuanjun was drinking chicken soup.
Seeing this, Grandmother slapped her chopsticks and glared, "Did you hear me."
"Oh."
"Uh-huh."
"Got it."
Grandma: "......"
Uncle and aunt traveled abroad for almost two months, uncle is not doing his job cynical, aunt ten fingers do not touch the spring water, home with them and without them no difference.
The first time I saw this, I was so happy to be back, and it wasn't worth celebrating, so I guess only Grandma would be happy that my uncle was back.
Jiang Yu bait gnawed on a chicken leg and said: "Why doesn't that family scum play a few more months? The house is extraordinarily clean with the two of them gone."
Chen Yuanjun glanced at his little aunt and said, "Don't say that, the family scum is my father after all."
Zhang Yuanqing glanced at his cousin and said, "Don't say that, the family scum is my uncle after all."
Seeing that his grandmother was furious and got up to tear down the ungrateful grandchildren with her hands, Jiang Yu Bait hastened to pacify her and threw out a topic that his mother would surely be interested in:
"Mom, our hospital is haunted."
Haunted? Zhang Yuanqing immediately strained his ears.
Grandmother really didn't care about her son anymore and asked busily:
"Aigoo, why is it haunted for a good reason, quickly tell mom."
"Our department's Big Sister Zhou, when she was on duty at night, she heard the sound of children laughing in the office, she went in to check, and the laughter was gone. Then she went to the restroom and saw a baby on her shoulder in the mirror, which almost scared her to death."
My sister-in-law perked up and said, "It's not just Big Sister Zhou, but other coworkers who work the night shift also said that they occasionally hear the sound of a child giggling in the middle of the night. Everyone says that it must be whichever aborted child is unwilling to wander into the hospital."
Grandmother listened with great interest and commented, "That's wicked, I think it's most likely the same thing, turn around when you're on the night shift, let Yuanzi accompany you. Is there more? Is there more."
"There ah there ah ......"
Grandma's gossip was not passed on to mom, it was all inherited by sister-in-law ....... Zhang Yuanqing listened to the mother and daughter chattering gossip, but the interest that was aroused in his heart was slowly extinguished.
As a night wanderer, he knew right away that this was a rumor and a strange story, not true.
First of all, it was impossible for spirits to emit sound, as they had no entity, much less vocal cords, unless the power of the spirit acted directly on the human spirit.
But with the strength of will and spiritual power of an infant, it is impossible for a spirit body to remain after death.
Finally, ordinary people can't see spirit bodies with their physical eyes, and those with short lives and heavy yin auras might interact with them, so it's reasonable to expect the occasional occurrence.
But so many people heard babies laughing, that's a rip off.
"Auntie ah, be careful oh, don't bring home a dead baby from the hospital." Zhang Yuanqing said quietly.
Jiang Yu Bait, who was talking vigorously, her goose egg face instantly stiffened and called out, "Mom, he's scaring me again!"
Grandma symbolically scalped her grandson.
.......
After dinner, Zhang Yuanqing quietly left the house and took a taxi to the nearest tertiary hospital.
He was going to the hospital to overpower the dead and boost his experience value.
The Night Wanderer's "Spirit Devouring" skill was the best way to upgrade at the moment, and there was no telling when the next Spirit Realm would open, so it was necessary to improve his strength before entering the Spirit Realm.
The same level 1, 99% and 1% of the experience value, the comparison of the combat power can be said to be the difference between the mud.
Hospitals are a good place for night wanderers to boost their experience value, birth, old age, sickness and death are all in hospitals, of course, crematoriums are also very good, just that the crematoriums in Songhai are all in the suburbs, and there are few in the urban area.
Sitting in the car, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly remembered what Guanya said today.
"Why is it that the Taiyi Sect's night wanderer is more reticent about devouring spirits, is it an industry rule that they feel that it is detrimental to the Yin Virtue? Or is there another reason?"
Thinking of this, he took out his cell phone and logged into the Spirit Realm Walker official forum, searching for relevant information.
The search results showed that no relevant words were found.
........
On the outskirts of the city, night began to cover the area.
In the dirty and messy living room of a cheap rental house in some industrial park, Ou Xiangrong held a large pot of freshly boiled instant noodles and came to the table filled with beer cans.
He casually swept, the beer cans and other debris "ping pong" swept down to the ground, clearing out the space to make room for the pot, and then took out a can of beer from the refrigerator.
Eat noodles and drink.
The freshly cooked noodles were incredibly hot, but they couldn't burn his tough oral cells.
The expression of Ou Xiangrong, whose eyebrows are sparse, is sometimes fierce, sometimes cold, and sometimes hateful ....... It was like a psychopath on the verge of an attack.
Suddenly, his ears twitched and he stopped his chopsticks, and his expression spiraled into a grimace.
Ou Xiangrong slowly got up, drew out the willow blade that was pinned in the sheath on his back waist, and leaned towards the door of the room in a light and soundless manner.
"Clang!"
He had just approached the entrance hall when the door of the room was roughly kicked open, followed by a blazing light that lit up as a hot ball of fire crashed towards him.
The hot wind pounded on his face, Ou Xiangrong stopped his pace, flung his right arm holding the sword, the snow bright sword light cut into the fireball, "boom" sound, the room was full of colorful and gorgeous streams of flame.
Suddenly lit up in the fire, a figure covered in flames scurried into the rental house, his knees bouncing, rocketed into Ou Xiangrong.
Ou Xiangrong was even more ferocious than him, his body sidestepped and his shoulder thrust forward fiercely.
"Boom!"
The silhouette flew out backwards, hitting the wall of the building and shaking it violently.
Ou Xiangrong, whose right hand and shoulder were covered with burn marks, endured the pain and turned around to rush towards the window, he didn't dare to take the hallway, the old residential building's hallway was cramped, once he was surrounded, he would surely die.
In the sound of glass bursting, Ou Xiangrong jumped out from the third floor.
"Bang Bang!"
Ou Xiangrong, who had just crashed through the window, heard two gunshots, he knocked away the one that shot at his head with his willow blade, but was unable to stop the bullet that shot at his chest.
The bullet's powerful kinetic energy pierced through the skin and was stuck by the strong muscles.
Following the sound of the gunshot, in the shadows by the greenbelt stood a tall mixed-race beauty, ol sheath dress white shirt, hair flying in the wind, cold and beautiful.
She held a silver pistol in each hand, and her long legs covered with black silk were tied with two holsters.
Bang Bang Bang ...... The mixed blood beauty calmly fired her gun, her shooting skills were precise and she seemed to be able to predict the trajectory of his descent.
After Ou Xiangrong was shot several times in a row, he finally landed on the ground, and he looked at the mixed-blood woman in a haughty manner, and two blood-colored twisted runes emerged in his pupils.
In the next moment, the woman's expression turned dull, turning the gun and aiming it at her brow.
"Bang!"
The muzzle of the gun spewed flames, and the bullet failed to shatter the woman's polished forehead, being blocked by a pair of rough palms.
A worker with a miner's cap on his head had appeared beside her at some point, and his dark face was covered in gravity as he said:
"Demon of Compulsion?"
"Level 3 Demon of Compulsion."
In the darkness, came a man with a cane, black formal dress with a black vest and white shirt, greasy hair combed meticulously.
"Have the little ones take up positions outside the neighborhood and stay out of here."
Another voice came from the building, and men in black leather jackets came out of the building, thin and powerful, with a stern temperament.
Ou Xiangrong held a knife, his face grim as he looked around.
"Boom boom boom ......"
At this moment, the sound of a locomotive roaring came from the distance, snowy lights pierced through the darkness, a motorcycle whistled, the woman on the bike wore a white racing suit, crouching on her upper body, carrying a three-foot long black knife in her hand, and took the lead in charging.
In the next moment, the sound of gunshots rang out again, blocking Ou Xiangrong's retreat, and the flaming silhouette leaped down the window, blocking the attack from the side.
Tang Guoqiang wearing a miner's hat pressed his hands on the ground, the concrete floor "click" cracked, a pair of hands cohesion of soil grabbed Ou Xiangrong's feet.
Ou Xiangrong calmly waved the willow blade, knocked away the angle of the bullet, the bullet and the blade collided with a blinding sparks.
Immediately after, his leg muscles swelled, cracking the hands that were condensed by the soil, and he rolled forward, just in time to avoid the flaming man that pounced down from the third floor.
Stomp ...... After rolling up, he sent his feet running wildly to meet the woman on the motorcycle.
In the night, the two of them staggered past, the sharp willow blade sliced through the woman's chest, but without the feel of chopping up something tangible, the woman on the motorcycle's body turned into water the moment she was chopped by the blade.
And her long blade swept through Ou Xiangrong's chest and abdomen.
Ou Xiangrong's chest cracked open and large streams of blood gushed out.
He completely ignored his injuries and fled towards the outside of the neighborhood without stopping his footsteps.
At this time, a beautiful woman in cheongsam leaped out of the second floor window, her bare snow-white feet running on the wall as if she were walking on the ground.
With a leap, she landed in front of Ou Xiangrong, shouted, whirled around, her cheongsam flew, and her long, athletic and powerful legs whistled like a whip, fiercely beating on Ou Xiangrong.
The latter shot away like a cannonball, cracked the wall of the residential building, and slowly shriveled to the ground.
"Daring to kill an official Spirit realm walker in my precinct, you're pretty good."
At this time, Li Dongze, who had watched the show from beginning to end, slowly walked with his cane, this person's face was serious, as calm as the big man behind the curtain, and said indifferently:
"Next, I will personally send you on your way."
"Alas ......" A huge sigh echoed in the surroundings, Ou Xiangrong slowly stood up, his eyes scarlet as blood, filled with madness and violence, an evil and powerful force awakened from within him.
He said hoarsely, "You all have to die."
Li Dongze silently took two steps back, "Brothers, just now it was a joke, I am by no means a person who takes the credit alone."
........
In the cab, without querying the relevant information Zhang Yuanqing, returned to the forum home page, instinctively refreshed the page.
Then saw a post that was marked red at the top.
#Wanted! Level 3 Demon of Compulsion Ou Xiangrong#
There was no such post a few minutes ago.
Zhang Yuanqing clicked on the post:
"Ou Xiangrong, Level 3 Demon of Compulsion, killed Zhao Yingjun, the scout of the Five Elements Alliance's White Tiger Soldier Congregation on April 18th, and escaped from the Spirit Realm Squad's siege in Kangyang District on the night of April 19th, at 19:05 pm.
"This person is burdened with some kind of terrifying evil power, not an unusual demon-compelling demon, and has been heavily wounded by the Kangyang District Spirit Realm Squad, whose current whereabouts are unknown. Attention all major district spirit realm walker squads, Ou Xiangrong is on the verge of losing control, once you find your target, kill him immediately.
"Those who provide clues will be rewarded fifty thousand dollars. For those who kill, a reward of one hundred thousand dollars."
The post had just been released in less than three minutes, and the comments underneath had already broken a hundred.
All of them were trolling the Kang Yang District Spirit Realm Squad for not doing their job well, letting a half-crazed Demon of Compulsion escape.
"Is there any mistake, this kind of dangerous person is out of control at any time, is the Kang Yang District's team on a diet."
"Once he gets out of control and kills someone and is wanted by the Spirit Realm, by the time we get there, we'll probably be bloodied out. We'll be laughed at by Spirit Realm walkers all over the country, laughed at for our ineffective defense and control, and for taking a high salary and not doing anything."
"Finished."
Ou Xiangrong escaped? Shishang and the others had locked onto the target and launched an arrest so quickly?
Zhang Yuanqing didn't know for a moment whether to praise Shichang and the others for their efficiency or spit on them for pulling the crotch on their errand and letting this one time bomb get away.
"Since we've already exchanged hands, Ou Xiangrong's blood, and even flesh and blood tissues will definitely be left behind at the scene, using the Red Dancing Shoes should be able to find him out ......"
Zhang Yuanqing immediately thought of his rule-based prop.
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ps: the beginning of the month to ask for a monthly ticket, unknowingly, more than 80,000 words, an average of 8000 + updates per day, I do not have a deposit.
