At this time, Zhang Yuanqing had climbed onto the windowsill and was ready to jump down.
Looking at the vengeful spirits that were walking towards him step by step with twisted postures, Zhang Yuanqing seemed to have returned to the Sheling Tunnel, fighting against the vengeful spirits and zombies with the body of an ordinary person.
There were many crises and dangers.
But unlike the mountain temple, at least there was a main hall as a shelter.
In the dream, he had nothing, props, reinforcements, skills, all disappeared.
Things in reality cannot be brought into dreams.
Wait!
Suddenly, a forgotten item appeared in his mind.
Dream Jade Talisman!
The consumables given to him by Master Wuhen are illusionist professional props, consumables produced by nightmare makers.
It is also in the dream realm, can it appear in dreams?
But I can't open the inventory, no, since it is a prop in the dream realm, it doesn't necessarily have to be used in reality. Since it is a dream, what will happen if I imagine it?
Seeing the murderous woman in white getting closer and closer, Zhang Yuanqing no longer hesitated and decided to give it a try.
He immediately visualized the outline of the black jade in his mind.
During this process, he stepped half a foot out of the windowsill.
At this moment, the murderous woman in white had already backed up to the window, twisted her arm 180 degrees, and raised the kitchen knife high.
At that moment, a deep black halo slowly emerged from the top of Zhang Yuanqing's head.
Buzz!
The kitchen knife that could easily cut a crack in the steel security door was blocked by this deep halo.
Then, the deep halo suddenly expanded, covering the entire dream, and covering the room with a layer of black curtain.
The scenery in the room began to distort and change, the plain stone bricks replaced the elm wood floor, the caisson with gods and Buddhas painted all over the sky replaced the ceiling, and the bright candlelight replaced the incandescent lamp.
Zhang Yuanqing looked around and came to the ancient temple again. The tall Buddha statue reached the caisson. Under the Buddha statue, there was a figure in green clothes sitting cross-legged.
The murderous woman in white was just a few meters away, holding the kitchen knife high, as if she was hit by a spell and stood still.
Huh, the jade talisman in the dream really worked. Zhang Yuanqing felt happy from the bottom of his heart. He survived the disaster and saved his life.
He looked down at his chest again. The knife wound was still there, but for some reason, it was no longer bleeding.
He immediately put his hands together towards the back of Master Wuhen and bowed:
"Thank you for saving my life."
Seeing the power of Master Wuhen, Zhang Yuanqing became more respectful in his heart. Is this the power of the master level?
Master Wuhen turned his back to him, his voice was low and ethereal, as if he was suppressing some kind of pain, and it echoed in the hall:
"Who did you offend?"
Many people flashed through Zhang Yuanqing's mind, and finally he shook his head:
"I don't know, but after coming to the hotel during the day, I received a text message, which mentioned the strange story of a murderous woman in white who entered dreams and killed people, and then I was chased by it."
At this point, Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the vengeful spirit not far away, and didn't know what her face looked like.
But looking at the black blood that kept falling, he thought it was okay.
Master Wuhen's voice echoed:
"This should be a prop, a prop that combines the two major professions of illusionist and night wanderer, and its status is not low."
It is indeed the ability of an illusionist, but what the hell is a prop that combines the two major professions? Zhang Yuanqing frowned and said:
"Is there such a prop that has the abilities of two professions at the same time?"
Master Wuhen was silent for a moment, as if he didn't expect that he didn't even know such shallow knowledge, and said:
"The 'refining' skill controlled by the bachelor profession can create props that combine two or more professions. However, it is limited to low-level props. The higher the level of the props, the more exclusive it is."
So it was the Xiahou family who killed me? No, Xiahou Xin and his son are already dead, and Xiahou Chi is imprisoned in the zoo. There is no need for other people in the Xiahou family to kill me, otherwise why would they add insult to injury to Xiahou Tianyuan?
Zhang Yuanqing fell into deep thought.
After a while, Zhang Yuanqing glanced at Master Wuhen's back and thought, why should I use my own brain?
"Master, I want to know who wants to kill me. What advice do you have?" Zhang Yuanqing said.
Master Wuhen's calm voice echoed in the hall, saying:
"Ask the spirit!"
Yes, although it is a prop, it is also a spirit. As long as it is a spirit, I can devour it. Zhang Yuanqing was happy at first, but then helplessly said:
"But I am in a dream now, and my skills cannot be used."
Master Wuhen patiently explained:
"I will use the power of dreams to trap it and seal it in your sea of consciousness. When you wake up in reality, you can devour it."
"Thank you, Master Wuhen." Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed and saluted.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw the familiar ceiling and found himself lying on a soft big bed, covered with a thin air-conditioned quilt.
"Hiss~"
The next moment, severe pain came from the chest, and a strong smell of blood rushed into the nose.
Zhang Yuanqing lifted the quilt and saw an exaggerated knife wound on his chest. He cut open the flesh and blood and saw the bones. The bleeding had stopped, but even with the healing power of the Night Wandering God, it would take enough time to heal.
"The injuries in the dream will be reflected in reality. It was a close call. I was almost finished."
Recalling the experience in the dream, he was scared.
Fortunately, there was the dream jade talisman given by Master Wuhen, otherwise, the Five Elements Alliance would have lost a potential genius tomorrow morning.
He didn't dare to think about his family's reaction.
"The illusionist is indeed one of the three evil professions. Every peak profession has its own terrible side. Although I was lucky enough to save my life today, if the murderer behind the scenes is not killed, I will be in danger tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.
"And the jade talisman of Master Wuhen can only be used once. He didn't give me another one, which means he won't help me next time."
Zhang Yuanqing calmed down his emotions and closed his eyes. Soon, he sensed that a very evil breath was lurking in the depths of his consciousness. It was extremely violent, but it was blocked and firmly suppressed by a tyrannical force.
He was about to devour the evil spirit, but suddenly thought that there was no one around to "purify" him, so he stabilized his hand, opened the inventory, and summoned the demon pestle.
Then "spit out" the little funny guy. After upgrading, he can touch real objects, which is also a great help.
"Aba Aba? "
The little funny boy was surprised to see his master covered in blood, not understanding what happened to him.
"Later, after I close my eyes, you will give me a shot."
Zhang Yuanqing gestured and finally made the little funny boy understand the complicated command.
The little funny boy was very afraid of the demon-suppressing pestle, so he held it carefully in his arms and nodded with his sparsely haired head.
Good son. Zhang Yuanqing lay on the bed with peace of mind, closed his eyes, and was about to communicate with the resentful spirits in the depths of his sea of consciousness when his calf suddenly hurt.
The golden light burst out, and the power of purification filled his whole body.
?? Zhang Yuanqing sat up with a stiff face and looked at the baby who had already shrunk to the window.
"I just closed my eyes" Zhang Yuanqing's mouth twitched.
A few minutes later, the communication ended again. Zhang Yuanqing closed his eyes and waited for a few seconds deliberately. Seeing that the little funny boy really understood what he meant this time, he calmed down and communicated with the evil spirits in the sea of consciousness.
His consciousness suddenly expanded, and memory fragments accompanied by strong negative emotions poured into his mind.
The picture changed from chaos to clarity. He saw a depressing and dim sky. Under the dark clouds, there was a small town in the style of a Jiangnan water village.
On the stone-paved path, a corpse with blood on its chest lay.
The pictures alternated, and he saw many different corpses. The scenes were all corners of the town, with streets, ancient houses, and stone bridges.
Is this vengeful spirit the boss of a night wandering god's single-person spiritual realm? Zhang Yuanqing had some understanding.
After an unknown period of time, someone finally cleared this single-person spiritual realm, and the evil spirit became the reward of the lucky person in the form of a prop.
Its body was an ancient celadon vase.
At this time, the scene changed. In a small shop full of sundries, a woman wearing a black bra and loose pants stood by the counter. She was charming and beautiful, with a slender lady's cigarette between her fingertips.
The flaming red lips spewed white smoke, and she laughed:
"Want a tool that can kill most extraordinary walkers?"
She turned around and found a worn-out mobile phone in a cabinet filled with various sundries and tools.
"This tool combines the power of dreams and evil spirits. Edit a text message and send it to the specified number. The evil spirits living in the phone will sneak into the other party's dream and kill the target.
"It is ineffective against level 3 scouts, level 3 bewitching demons, and level 3 illusionists. Other professions can basically be killed. It's not expensive, five million. Since you are the deacon of the Five Elements Alliance, I will give you a discount and give you four million. I will send you the content of the text message later."
"Deal!" A hand reached out and picked up the worn-out mobile phone.
Following the hand, it was a man wearing a white judo uniform, with a square face and a serious expression.
Deacon Pang?!
The picture swayed like water waves, and new memories unfolded. He saw Deacon Pang sitting at the table in the magnificent bedroom, editing text messages with a cold face.
Halfway through editing the text message, the golden light destroyed everything.
Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes suddenly and saw the demon-suppressing pestle fell at his feet. The little funny guy huddled beside the game console not far away, lying on the ground, supporting his body with his little arms, looking at him with his dark eyes wide open.
"I'm fine, I did a good job!"
Zhang Yuanqing comforted the little funny guy first, and then fell into deep thought.
Why did Deacon Pang want to kill me?
He and I have no intersection, let alone hatred, why did he want to kill me. Well, he has a close relationship with the Xiahou family and is one of the official connections of the Xiahou family. I caused Xiahou Tianyuan to be imprisoned, so he wants to kill me?
There is a motive, but I always feel that something is missing.
Now that I have broken his props, it is considered a complete enemy. After tonight, if he knows that I am not dead, he may retaliate later. This person must be killed.
Zhang Yuanqing doesn't want to experience a nightmare again.
Furthermore, Deacon Pang is a Saint. He used props to assassinate this time because he didn't want to leave any clues. What if he personally took action next time? Zhang Yuanqing didn't think he could compete with the Saint.
"Report this to Fu Qingyang? But the problem is that I don't have any evidence. Without evidence, Fu Qingyang can't just touch a deacon of the same level."
Zhang Yuanqing's mind moved, and he thought of a way: ask the Palace Master of Stop Killing to help kill people!
He immediately felt that this method was unreliable.
"Let's not talk about whether the Palace Master of Stop Killing will agree. Even if it succeeds, I will have a fatal handle in the hands of Fengpi. Will she Pua me, whip and drip wax or something?"
Ask Master Wuhen to help?
I can't afford a person of this level. Saving me this time is equivalent to repaying the favor of "being a father". Zhang Yuanqing felt extremely difficult.
After thinking about it, he decided to tell Fu Qingyang.
On the one hand, Fu Qingyang is his superior. When his subordinates are assassinated, the boss has to come forward to seek justice. From Xiahou Tianyuan's attitude, it can be seen that Fu Qingyang is a very proud person.
He will never allow others to touch the people he protects.
On the other hand, Fu Qingyang can definitely see the pros and cons. If Deacon Pang fails once, he will definitely do it twice. If he ignores it, his subordinate Ye Youshen will definitely die.
In this case, if Fu Qingyang's attitude is to endure and it is difficult to deal with without evidence, it means that he does not take himself very seriously and regards himself as a chess piece that is not a pity to lose.
In order to save himself, Zhang Yuanqing can only contact the Stop Killing Palace and jump out of the official to become a casual cultivator.
Of course, this is the worst result, but it is better than being killed.
After making up his mind, Zhang Yuanqing dialed Fu Qingyang's mobile phone number.
The ringing sounded for a long time and finally connected.
Fu Qingyang's cold and ruthless voice came from the loudspeaker:
"I gave you the contact information, not for you to call me in the middle of the night."
I will try to pay attention in the future. Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath and said straight to the point:
"Centurion, Deacon Pang wants to kill me!"
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and then he said, "What's going on?"
Zhang Yuanqing told everything about what happened today, but he hid the name of Master Wuhen and only said that he knew a master and got help.
He knew there was a flaw in his words, and Fu Qingyang would definitely be able to detect it.
If Fu Qingyang asked about the cause, he would tell the truth, otherwise, he would play dumb.
"Come to me right now." Fu Qingyang said.
"I'm afraid not." Zhang Yuanqing said weakly, with a wry smile: "I'm seriously injured."
Fu Qingyang's tone suddenly sank: "Are you injured?"
"I should feel much better after half an hour of rest, but now, I can't move." Zhang Yuanqing said.
"I will notify Li Dongze and ask his driver to pick you up." Fu Qingyang said coldly:
"I will solve this matter before dawn."
How do you plan to solve it? Zhang Yuanqing resisted asking and said weakly: "Okay, thank you, Centurion."
After hanging up the phone, he grinned, "It's best to kill Deacon Pang. If not, imprisonment is also fine."
Then, he endured the burning pain in his chest, changed the blood-stained air-conditioning quilt, sheets, and clothes, and stuffed them into the closet.
After a simple cleanup of the scene, Zhang Yuanqing leaned against the head of the bed, opened the attribute panel, and checked the experience value.
On that day, he cleared the Jinshui Amusement Park with an experience value of 23%. Later, he saved Hengxing Wuji, Xiahou Tianyuan, and scattered ordinary people's undead souls, and his experience value increased to 28%.
The evil spirits he devoured tonight increased his experience value by 5%.
So, weakness was fake to win Fu Qingyang's sympathy.
He is now full of strength, the power of Taiyin is getting stronger, and his physique and skills have also improved.
Half an hour later, Zhang Yuanqing quietly left home, took the elevator downstairs, and waited outside the community.
Not long after, Li Dongze's business car arrived at the gate of the community, and the electric door slid open automatically.
About 20 minutes later, Li Dongze's car parked outside the Fujiawan Villa District, and there was a white business car parked at the gate of the community.
Zhang Yuanqing got out of the car and happened to see the window of the white business car lowered, revealing Fu Qingyang's handsome face.
He quickly approached and got on the luxuriously decorated car.
Fu Qingyang looked at him, his expression slightly relaxed, and said:
"The self-healing ability of the Night Wandering God is enviable."
Without waiting for Zhang Yuanqing to respond, he ordered the driver: "Let's go!"
The car started and sped along the empty and spacious streets. Zhang Yuanqing took the opportunity to ask: "Centurion, what are you going to do?"
Fu Qingyang said lightly: "Kill him and ask the spirit."
He glanced at the astonished face of his subordinate and explained:
"Killing colleagues is a capital crime. In addition, I suspect that he is a member of the Dark Night Rose and is in collusion with Hei Wuchang."
A member of the Dark Night Rose? Zhang Yuanqing was shocked: "Why do you think so?"
Deacon Pang is close to the Xiahou family, and Xiahou Chi's lineage is a member of the Dark Night Rose, and the organization has infiltrated the official organization.
There is a possibility that Deacon Pang is a member of the Dark Night Rose. Zhang Yuanqing had similar speculations when he did his analysis before, but he believed that the Dark Night Rose lacked the motive to kill him.
Such a large organization cannot target a small person, otherwise, Guan Ya, Bai Long, Qing Teng, Jiang Jingwei and others will be in danger.
If they want to assassinate someone, they should assassinate Fu Qingyang.
Unless Dark Night Rose knows that he is the descendant of the Demon Lord, then it is not an assassination, but an arrest, right?
"Remember the night you were ambushed by Heng Xing Wu Ji? I was not in Kangyang District, but went to Fenghua District, because that night, I found traces of Hei Wu Chang in an abandoned factory in Fenghua District."
Fu Qingyang said lightly: "And the person who sought help from me was Pang Wu Di."
"You suspected him a long time ago?" Zhang Yuanqing was stunned.
"I'm not sure, so I'm waiting and watching. Your experience tonight has verified my guess." Fu Qingyang said.