Chapter 27: Life in all its forms
Zhang Yuanqing pondered in silence for a long time and decided not to reveal the existence of the Red Dancing Shoes for the time being.
First of all, the matter of Ou Xiangrong's absconding had only just begun, the follow-up actions of the Five Elements Alliance had yet to unfold, and as an official organization, there might be other ways to track down that Demon of Compulsion.
There was simply no need for a newcomer like him to interfere.
Secondly, he was only a level 1 Night Wanderer, a newcomer among the Spirit Realm Walkers, and if he exposed the existence of the rule-based props, he would likely attract covetousness.
Let's wait and see what the organization does next, and then make a choice depending on the situation. ....... Zhang Yuanqing no longer thought much about it, looking at the night scene outside the car window, waiting to reach his destination.
Right now, improving his strength was the most important thing.
Five minutes later, the cab got off at the entrance of Songhai Pulmonary Hospital, and after paying the fare, Zhang Yuanqing entered the hospital and headed towards the emergency department building with a clear goal in mind.
At this point in time, the outpatient department is already closed, the hospital and the patients are mainly concentrated in the emergency department.
In the Emergency Department, it was crowded with patients either sitting on public chairs or traveling between the charging window and various departments.
Zhang Yuanqing walked through the charging hall, through the bustling crowd, and found a seat near the restroom.
After sitting down, he stretched out his legs and stood guard.
To a spirit body, the scent of a night wanderer was like a firefly in the darkness, so eye-catching and distinct.
There was no need to deliberately search for them, they would find their way to the door on their own.
An ordinary person's spirit body only existed for seven days, and unless someone had just died nearby, they could not wait for the spirit body to come to their door automatically, so the hospital was the best place to upgrade.
About five minutes later, Zhang Yuanqing saw an old man in a hospital gown, his eyes dull and his pace stiff as he marched through the crowd towards himself.
The old man's body was somewhere between the unreal and the real, and the patients passing through his body were like passing through air.
His description was withered, his white pupils were creepy, and he exuded an aura of pain and remorse.
This was a spirit of grievance.
Normally, people turned into resentful spirits after death; there were no spirits with calm breaths, because no one was willing to die.
Their attachment to life and fear of death would eventually turn into a powerless resentment.
Seeing the old man come to his feet, Zhang Yuanqing opened his mouth and gently sucked in.
The old man's spiritual body transformed into green smoke that curled up and floated into his mouth.
The heart of his brow swelled with pain, and his consciousness swelled, as Zhang Yuanqing read the broken memories of the old man's life.
The oldest master died of advanced lung cancer, the second half of his life, leaving this world in the double torture of chemotherapy and cancer, coughing up blood, hair loss, shortness of breath, pain ....... The going was not peaceful.
The last lingering thought was remorse about why he smoked.
"I will never smoke again ......."
Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes and blurted out with a face full of remorse.
The people around him looked over in surprise.
....... Zhang Yuanqing was expressionless, pretending that what had just happened had not happened to hide the embarrassment in his heart.
Until the passersby moved their eyes away, until the churning emotions regained their composure, he tapped on the attribute panel, and the fluorescent blue curtain of light unfolded:
Experience value: 44.5%
"Zhao Yingjun's spirit body is worth two experience points, ordinary people only have 0.5, similar to ordinary wild monsters and elite monsters? And the further back the experience value is the less, I'm afraid that 0.5 is not even available, it seems that you can only accumulate less and more ......" Zhang Yuanqing was puzzled.
Regardless, this kind of intuitive, visible improvement was gratifying.
He returned to his seat, pretending that what had just happened hadn't happened, and after a few more minutes, a middle-aged uncle wearing a suit and dressed as an office worker walked towards him in a wooden manner.
The people around him ignored the uncle and passed through him.
Zhang Yuanqing sucked in the uncle's spirit body as he had done, and as the spirit body was transformed into the power to nourish the night wanderer, some of the memories came in like a tidal wave.
The middle aged uncle died of over fatigue, sudden death from heart attack, and the widely known 996 Fortune.
The uncle went peacefully, after all, sudden death is an instant, you can't even feel the pain.
However, after reading the uncle's memory, Zhang Yuanqing knew that his wife had just had a second child, and the child was still in infancy, and it was in order to earn money for milk powder that he worked so hard and devoted himself to the blessing.
It is even more worth mentioning that the uncle was born in the 80s, and people from that era seldom have siblings, and when they leave, their parents will have no future.
Use your life to make money, and in the end everything is lost.
Zhang Yuanqing consciousness returned, felt a cone of grief and bewilderment.
What was the meaning of such a life? He sat blankly, without expression for a long time.
At this time, the third spirit body came over.
It was a lady with beautiful features, Korean-style semi-permanent eyebrows, and the clothes she wore were extravagant and refined.
Human high-quality women.
"To pass away so young and beautiful, it's a pity pity ......"
Only when she got closer did Zhang Yuanqing realize that her chest cavity was sunken in, her black slim-fitting clothes were drenched in unreal blood, in addition, the back of her head seemed to have suffered an unimaginably heavy blow, with blood sticking her hair into strands and strands.
Not wearing a hospital gown, that is to say, she did not die during hospitalization, but died in an accident or homicide ........ Zhang Yuanqing gently sucked in and devoured the spirit body of the high quality female.
............
The center of his eyebrows puffed up, and memories that did not belong to him poured into his sea of consciousness.
Zhang Yuanqing's eyes went black, followed by the sight of a pair of long, slender, white, long legs, sitting on the edge of the bed, was rolling the black stockings, little by little, up his thighs.
Oh, the original woman is so wearing stockings ....... Zhang Yuanqing, who had been single for twenty years in the mother's womb, rose a wave of insight.
At this time, the man s smoking voice came from behind him:
"Don't send me messages at night in the future, last night was almost seen by my wife."
Zhang Yuanqing heart then a thump.
Man, Bed, and Wearing Stockings ....... Anyone could guess what had just happened.
In the future, it would be better not to easily devour female spiritual bodies, it's not appropriate! He was incomparably fortunate to mutter in his heart, fortunately the memory started from wearing stockings, if he pushed back a few minutes, he would probably be lying down, or kneeling .......
Well, there's no strange taste in his mouth, so that's good ...... He was just thinking, he heard his "possessed" woman grunted:
"That is not just right, you divorce to marry me."
The man behind him rustled his clothes and snorted:
"I have a son and a daughter, next year is planning to have three children, why for you to divorce. Besides, the property will have to be divided in half after the divorce.
"Wasn't it agreed at the time, you as a mistress I give money, when you save enough money, love to marry whoever you want, find an honest man to marry is also fine. One day you want to break the relationship, just notify me. But don't have thoughts that you shouldn't have."
The woman seemed angry, did not say another word, and when the man left, she drove a small BMW in the street wildly, venting her emotions.
In the end, she got into a car accident and died in a resuscitation.
The end of the scene, Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes, pinched the distended eyebrows, the heart born a burst of indignation, said sisters ah why bother, high-end seafood merchants often only need a simple way of auction, where there is a market, why do you want to be angry with a man, how many men can be a good thing.
Also, marrying an honest man is impossible, not in this lifetime.
He thought so, and suddenly realized what's wrong?
Why do I have such a strong sense of agency towards women, I am obviously a gun soldier.
After a few seconds, Zhang Yuanqing came to his senses, he was unconsciously influenced by high-quality women, his thoughts were feminized, and in his heart, he had a strong desire for money and material things.
And just now blurted out "don't smoke", also by the moncler outlet store spirit body influence.
After he initially stabilized his spirit, the fourth spirit body came over, this is a thin and handsome young man, easily reminiscent of the words "little puppy.
"Not worse than me, it's better to suck on a man's spirit body, it's safer and more secure, if you really encounter that kind of thing, it's also me on top."
He opened his mouth and inhaled the little puppy spirit body into his stomach.
..........
The ear-piercing noise shook his eardrums, and the full-color led headlights rotated, creating dazzling light pollution.
As far as the eye could see, there were all the swaying figures, bobbing heads, and a pungent smell of smoke in the air.
This was a bar.
Zhang Yuanqing felt his body swaying uncontrollably, while grabbing a glass of wine on the card table and drinking with his friends around him.
In the unimpeded emotional outburst, in the empty happiness intertwined with drinks and dice, Little Milk Dog and his friend didn't exit until two in the morning.
The two of them called an online taxi and returned to the rental house, where his physically fit friend assisted him in opening the bedroom door.
Zhang Yuanqing, although he could not control the body, but his own consciousness is clear, perceived that the possessed person is drunk, cerebral blood vessels sudden pain, he guessed that the other party is drinking too much alcohol and died, or sudden death?
Is guessing, the little puppy was thrown on the bed, a friend to help him shoes off pants pulled off, cover the quilt, with a wet paper towel for him to wipe the sweat on his face.
This friend can deal with ...... Zhang Yuanqing said in his heart.
Ideas just up, he realized that his friend began to undress, and lifted the quilt, quickly stripped the small tits dog.
....... Zhang Yuanqing was confused for a moment, feeling that things were a little wrong.
At this time, he heard the little tit dog mumble in a daze:
"Husband~"
"Friend" pressed against the little tit dog's torso, raised the Vaseline in his hand and said with a mouth full of alcohol:
"Pucker your ass up and get some oil on you!"
What? Zhang Yuanqing's brain "boomed" like a thunderclap.
No. No! No! No! No!
You can't do this! You can't do this!
Zhang Yuanqing forcefully interrupted the reading of his memories in extreme fear, in extreme panic.
Outpatient building, seat by the toilet, Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes with a sudden start, as if he had a nightmare, and breathed heavily as if he was deprived of oxygen.
His face was white, his eyes terrified, and sweat soaked his spine.
"Young man, are you alright?" The older woman in the next seat asked with concern:
"Did you register, where are you uncomfortable?"
Zhang Yuanqing waved his hand, indicating that he was fine, and rushed headlong into the toilet, turning on the faucet and slapping cold water onto his face in handfuls.
It was horrible, men were horrible!
He had endured injuries that this gender shouldn't have.
