Ah? Demon Eye wants to see me, and Elder Dog agreed? Can I not go? Zhang Yuanqing was shocked. He never expected that the matter of Demon Eye was over, and he would have an intersection with him.
That madman left him too deep a psychological shadow. To be honest, Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to see him.
"Why take me to see Demon Eye Heavenly King? I don't think I have any deep intersection with Demon Eye Heavenly King." Zhang Yuanqing expressed doubts.
The purpose of Demon Eye Heavenly King coming to Songhai is to hunt down the Palace Master of Stop Killing, and Yuanshi Tianzun is just a bonus.
Demon Eye has no reason to "pursue relentlessly" him.
Fu Qingyang said lightly: "Elder Dog asked about the details of the Chu family's extermination case. Demon Eye put forward a condition, and asked to see you by name. You can rest assured about the safety issue. He is detained in the zoo and all his skills are sealed. Elder Dog will also be watching."
Ask me by name? What virtue and ability did this Heavenly Venerable have to make Lord Demon Eye take such a fancy to Zhang Yuanqing? He paused for a moment and said, "If he can guarantee my safety, then I can go to see him."
The details of the Chu family's extermination attracted him.
The Palace Master, that bitch, was obsessed with the past when the Chu family was exterminated.
Although Fengpi often teased him, he was actually good to him. With such an opportunity, Zhang Yuanqing felt that he should try it.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yuanqing put on a baseball cap and a mask and went out quietly.
Forty minutes later, he took a taxi to the outside of Fujiawan Villa.
An extended luxury car had been waiting at the gate of the villa community.
The car door slowly slid open, and Zhang Yuanqing quickly approached and got into the car.
Fu Qingyang, dressed in a white suit, tied a handsome short ponytail, sat expressionlessly on a leather soft chair.
"Centurion!"
Zhang Yuanqing greeted and examined the luxurious interior of the car.
Fu Qingyang has many cars, and this one is one of the few he knows the price of. The landing price is between 7 million and 9 million.
The car has a refrigerator, large and comfortable seats, and a small table between two seats, with cigar cutters, spray gun lighters, high-heeled glasses and other items. There is a soft blanket under the feet, and the windows are equipped with curtains. When the backrest is leaned down, it becomes a soft and comfortable small bed.
The handsome young master of a wealthy family, playing with a round-headed and flat-tailed cigar in his hand, said: "Let's go!"
The luxury car starts and accelerates smoothly, so smooth that it makes people deeply feel the gap between luxury cars and economy cars.
Fu Qingyang picked up the drilled cigar cutter on the small table, cut the round head with a click, and handed it over: "Want one?"
Zhang Yuanqing waved his hand: "I don't smoke, nor do I smoke cigars."
He doesn't dislike smoking, but feels that at his age, he is too old to force himself to express his sorrow for the sake of writing new poems, and it is not time for him to smoke to relieve his depression.
The only time he smoked was when he and Kou Beiyue came out of the house of the security captain whose name he had forgotten.
Fu Qingyang sneered: "If you can't smoke cigars, how can you be my son-in-law of the Fu family and my cousin-in-law of Fu Qingyang?"
"!!!"
At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing didn't know what expression to use to face Fu Qingyang's sneer, so he simply had no expression.
Fu Qingyang bit his cigar and looked at him expressionlessly.
Zhang Yuanqing understood and hurriedly picked up the spray gun lighter on the small table and lit it for the boss.
Fu Qingyang took the cigar, watched his trusted henchman light the cigar for him, and said slowly:
"Guan Ya has a fiancé."
Zhang Yuanqing, who lowered his head to light the cigar, felt his heart sink, and he handed over the cigar with a red butt.
Fu Qingyang took it and said while exhaling thick white smoke:
"In the Lingjing family, the younger generation with high status and good looks usually have to accept the family's arrangement, which is called marriage in the old days. Only a few people with good talents can make their own decisions.
"Guan Ya originally had such an opportunity, but she gave up. Correspondingly, she had to accept the family's arrangement. Her mother, that is, my aunt, found a fiancé for her."
Zhang Yuanqing thought about it and tried:
"Is the other party also from the Lingjing family? A family within the Five Elements Alliance, or a family of musicians or scholars?"
Fu Qingyang shook his head: "It is a Lingjing family from abroad. That family is very powerful in the "Heaven Punisher" organization. "
Zhang Yuanqing then remembered that the Fu family was a multinational capital with huge industries at home and abroad, and Fu Qingyang and Guan Ya spent half of their childhood abroad.
Guan Ya is mixed-blood, and her parents should have a foreigner. Because her cousin Fu Qingyang does not have mixed-blood genes, her grandfather's bloodline is normal.
Sky Punisher? Zhang Yuanqing asked while planning to check the organization:
"What is Guan Ya's attitude."
Fu Qingyang glanced at him: "Of course she resists. If she is satisfied with this marriage, will she still play ambiguity with you?"
Zhang Yuanqing was embarrassed by his cousin's words.
"So, it's still a bit difficult to be my cousin's husband. "Fu Qingyang said lightly.
Zhang Yuanqing pretended to be dead and didn't respond. He thought, what kind of attitude is this? Is he warning me not to pay attention to his cousin? Or is he reminding me to work harder?
Or is he also very contradictory?
Unconsciously, the luxury car drove away from the city. The density of high-rise buildings decreased sharply, and the number of factories increased gradually.
In Songhai, the city and suburbs are overcrowded. The way to distinguish them is that there are many CBD areas in the city, while factories are clustered in the suburbs.
After driving for another half an hour, this There are fewer factories below, and residential buildings and factories are replaced by elevated roads and undeveloped areas.
Finally, the luxury car stopped outside a zoo.
This zoo has an old electric door. The ticket office at the gate looks shabby. A vertical stone with the word "Zoo" is written on it, and the red paint is mottled.
The two came out of the car. Fu Qingyang stood at the gate, looking at the dark and quiet zoo, and said:
"Before entering, there are a few rules you should pay attention to. First, don't say the word "animal". Second, if you see a rabbit coming, don't pay attention to it. Third, if a staff member comes to ask questions, you should pay attention to his uniform.
"Staff in black uniforms, don't respond, don't respond. Staff in blue uniforms, you have to say: I'm fine, I don't need help."
Zhang Yuanqing was stunned at first, then he understood something, and said hesitantly:
"This zoo is..."
Fu Qingyang nodded: "It is a rule-based prop, at the dominant level. During the day, it is asleep and does not need to abide by the rules, so the zoo will be open to tourists during the day, and everyone must leave after dusk."
Rule-based props at the dominant level are almost the ceiling of the spiritual world, or close to the ceiling. By the way, is the entire zoo a prop? Zhang Yuanqing said:
"I remember it."
Fu Qingyang walked to the electric door and said, "Open the door!"
The electric door actually started and slid open slowly.
Fu Qingyang strode into the park, and Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly followed. Just as he passed through the electric door and entered the zoo, he suddenly felt a vague peeping, descending from the dark.
He suddenly stopped and looked up. The night sky was dark and lightless, vast and high, with no movement.
"What's wrong?"
Fu Qingyang stopped and looked back.
Who is watching me? It shouldn't be an illusion. Zhang Yuanqing frowned and said, "I feel someone is watching me."
He pointed to the sky.
Hearing this, Fu Qingyang looked up at the sky, pondered for a few seconds, and said lightly, "Ignore it!"
The two walked along the spacious main road. There were dim street lights on both sides. The power was not high, and the distance between each street light was four or five meters, which resulted in the low-power street lights only projecting circular light spots directly below.
There was a quiet darkness between the street lights.
It was really a classic scene in a horror movie. No, compared with the dominant rule props, the supernatural elements were nothing. Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart. Fu Qingyang's tall back in a white suit gave him a huge sense of security.
This young man was calm, powerful, and always so confident.
After walking for about five minutes, a fork in the road appeared in front of them, with a sign.
There was a lion painted on the sign.
Fu Qingyang turned into the fork and led the way.
Zhang Yuanqing followed him into the fork leading to the lion park. At this moment, a vague voice suddenly came from behind him:
"Excuse me, do you need help?"
Zhang Yuanqing looked back and saw a figure in a black uniform in the halo of the street lamp, wearing a peaked cap, and the shadow cast by the brim of the hat blocked his face.
The employee in the black uniform could not respond. Zhang Yuanqing quickly turned around and quickened his pace to catch up with Fu Qingyang.
Seeing that Zhang Yuanqing did not respond to him, the figure under the street light became anxious and hurriedly chased after him. His voice became more and more ethereal, and he asked:
"Excuse me, do you need help?"
When he heard the footsteps of the black uniformed employee chasing him, Zhang Yuanqing almost ran away, but he kept in mind Fu Qingyang's instructions and forced himself to stay calm, not respond, and ignore it.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and when they were about to reach behind him, they disappeared strangely.
Gone? Zhang Yuanqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly, a whisper came to his ear again:
"You are here, you finally came to see me~"
Who is talking? Zhang Yuanqing felt a chill on his back, and his muscles were tense. He glanced around calmly. The street lights were dim, and the outlines of vegetation and rockery were lurking in the darkness, silent.
Fu Qingyang, who was walking in front, said calmly:
"Don't look around, keep walking!"
Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath, put aside all distractions, and followed Fu Qingyang closely. Fortunately, nothing strange happened next.
A few minutes later, the two came to the Lion Park. Through the high iron fence, Zhang Yuanqing saw that there was only a white lion in the spacious garden, lying lazily on the high platform in the center.
It has a slender body, and its white mane is extremely beautiful. It has the majesty of the king of the grassland.
The white lion has a deep look, and quietly looks at the two "tourists" through the iron fence.
Zhang Yuanqing saw the Demon Eye King in a cell next to the Lion Park. He was contained in a camphor tree growing indoors, and his hands, feet and lower body seemed to have grown into the tree.
This camphor tree is not tall, but the trunk is extremely thick and twisted, and vines hang down between the lush branches and leaves.
A curly-haired Teddy is squatting under the tree.
When he saw Yuanshi Tianzun coming in, Demon Eye King's eyes lit up.