Hallucination?
Zhang Yuanqing stood there with a stiff face. His first reaction was that he was hallucinating. The whispers in his ears were not real, but he was hallucinating under the influence of some force.
After all, his father's name could not be known to outsiders, so the most likely possibility was that the whispers in his ears came from his heart.
But why was it his father's name? If it was a power like illusion that affected me, then it must have triggered the thing I most desired in my heart. I don't desire fatherly love. I only have a vague impression of my father who has died for many years.
When Zhang Yuanqing was puzzled, Fu Qingyang in front noticed his abnormality and said in an unusually serious tone:
"Don't stop, go!"
The centurion's voice contained a convincing power. Zhang Yuanqing's mind was clear and all distracting thoughts disappeared.
He held his breath and concentrated, ignoring the whispers in his ears, and strode to follow the back of the man in the white suit and walked towards the zoo gate.
"Zhang Zizhen, you are leaving again, you treacherous villain"
The whispers in his ears suddenly became shrill and sad, like a resentful woman who was abandoned.
Zhang Yuanqing tensed his nerves, silently chanted "If your heart is as clear as ice, you will not be startled even if the sky falls", quickened his pace, and finally followed Fu Qingyang out of the zoo gate.
Suddenly, the whispers in his ears disappeared.
Zhang Yuanqing did not dare to stop or look back, and went straight to the luxury car. He waited until the car started and drove far away before he dared to look back.
The night was dark, and the outline of the zoo was looming in the darkness, quiet and strange.
"Huh!"
Zhang Yuanqing let out a sigh of relief, thinking that the zoo of the dog elder was too weird, right?
Fu Qingyang sat upright on a large soft chair, his eyes slightly surprised and solemn, and said:
"What did you hear?"
Zhang Yuanqing chose his words, "A name that should not be mentioned, Centurion, I suspect I was under an illusion. I just don't know who cast an illusion on me."
Fu Qingyang picked up a half-smoked cigar, lit it himself, exhaled thick white smoke, and said:
"The basis of illusion is to detonate emotions, targeting the weakest part of the human heart. Is the name you heard a flaw in your heart?"
The core ability of an illusionist is actually to pull and tease the target's emotions, and to see the target's inner weaknesses at a glance. Therefore, the saint-level illusionist (dream master) is also called the inner demon.
Zhang Yuanqing's expression froze for a moment, and he shook his head slowly.
Fu Qingyang puffed out white smoke: "Then it's not an illusion."
It's not an illusion. Zhang Yuanqing's doubts were verified, but he was not happy at all. He said in a low voice:
"If the voice I heard is not an illusion, then who is talking to me? Could it be that there are zoo staff or animals hiding around just now?"
Fu Qingyang denied him again: "No, there was nothing around just now."
This is a scout's judgment.
Zhang Yuanqing fell into silence. Fu Qingyang took a deep puff of cigar, which passed through his lungs and exhaled dense white smoke, saying:
"Excluding the staff and animals, and then excluding the dog elder, it is actually very obvious who is talking."
He looked at Zhang Yuanqing, his tone was rarely low:
"The zoo is a rule-based prop, a prop with self-awareness."
At this point, Zhang Yuanqing couldn't fail to understand.
It was the "zoo" itself that whispered in my ear? It knew my dad?
My dad is a spiritual realm walker? !
Zhang Yuanqing lowered his head to hide his slightly distorted expression.
This conclusion brought him a huge shock, and it was difficult to accept for a while.
If my father was a spiritual realm walker, then he would not have died in a car accident that year. How could a spiritual realm walker die so miserably? The zoo knew him. He had a connection with the zoo before his death. Maybe he was the previous owner of this rule-based prop?
Then his level must be very high. The zoo's whisper in my ear obviously mistook me for my father. Did it recognize the wrong person? How did it judge that I was Zhang Zizhen?
Appearance? Breath? Bloodline? Role card?
Appearance is ruled out first. My father and I cannot look exactly the same. The role card is the Demon Lord. The Demon Lord and my father are not from the same period. Is it bloodline?
The zoo is a prop for the wood demon profession. Wood demons control reproduction and life-related abilities. It is reasonable to cut people off by blood.
Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts became clearer and clearer. At the same time, he thought of his headache of not being able to find the symptoms. After meeting Mr. Bill, he learned that the cause of the disease was the trauma of the soul.
But the problem is that he is an ordinary person. His world and the world of the spiritual realm walker are two parallel lines that do not intersect. How can he be injured like this?
Now he understands.
Although he still doesn't know the cause of the injury, it at least shows that he is not completely unrelated to the spiritual world. There is a spiritual realm walker in his family background.
What about my mother? Is she also a spiritual realm walker?
Zhang Yuanqing recalled that when he suddenly got a strange disease, his mother was anxious and helpless. If she was a spiritual realm walker, she would not be so anxious and panicked.
But she quickly found me a pill to treat my soul trauma, which means she has a way. So, although she is not a spiritual walker, she knows the existence of spiritual walkers and even has some connections.
Zhang Yuanqing pieced together the details bit by bit.
In addition, he suddenly thought that as the current owner of the zoo, would Elder Dog have any connection with his father?
"Centurion!" Zhang Yuanqing retracted his thoughts, "How did Elder Dog get this rule-type prop? Is the rule-type prop one per person?"
Fu Qingyang flicked the cigar ash and always answered questions from his trusted subordinates:
"The elder's information is not something I can check. As for one per person"
Fu Qingyang glanced at him.
Zhang Yuanqing found the answer from the centurion's plain but not mediocre contempt of the king.
The luxury car continued to drive. Halfway through, Zhang Yuanqing sent a message to Little Green Tea, asking the Palace Master of Stop Killing to meet at the old place.
Then he asked Fu Qingyang for a cigar, but he didn't smoke it. He held it in his hand and stared blankly. He took a puff when the cigar was about to go out.
At four o'clock in the morning, Zhang Yuanqing was wearing a mask and a baseball cap, and his footsteps echoed in the streets.
Across the street from the Public Security Bureau, the door of the cafe was open, and the bright lights were cast on the street through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making it the only store open on this street.
Zhang Yuanqing pushed open the door of the cafe with ease and saw the red skirt standing at the front desk.
She was concentrating on making coffee and said softly:
"Go sit over there for a while and wait for me for a few minutes."
Zhang Yuanqing muttered that this sounded so familiar, and randomly picked a table to sit down.
Soon, the Palace Master of Stop Killing came over with two cups of coffee. She put the coffee on the table, held her chin and stared, smiling:
"You look for me more and more frequently. Do you miss me?"
Why does she always like to tease me? Zhang Yuanqing picked up the cup, took a sip of coffee, and frowned immediately.
"Pure coffee?" He hated pure coffee the most, it was bitter and sour.
The Palace Master of Stop Killing showed a sly smile.
Zhang Yuanqing sighed and said:
"Palace Master, you are like this cup of coffee I drink."
"What do you mean?" The Palace Master of Stop Killing turned her eyes and smiled: "Although bitter, it is full of attraction?"
"No, it is neither sweet nor milky!"
Zhang Yuanqing finished the preparation, said hurtful words, and took the opportunity to retaliate.
The corners of the Palace Master of Stop Killing's mouth froze for a moment, and the eyes under the mask stared at him.
Zhang Yuanqing changed the subject and said in a deep voice:
"I went to see the Demon Eye tonight. Elder Gou asked him about the inside story of the Chu family's extermination case, and he asked me by name."
He dared to mock and criticize, and he had the confidence.
Sure enough, the Palace Master of Stop Killing immediately forgot about the coffee, his breathing suddenly became rapid, his body leaned forward, staring at Zhang Yuanqing with bright eyes, and said:
"What did you gain?"
Zhang Yuanqing rarely saw her lose her composure, and said seriously:
"The ones who took the lead in exterminating the Chu family were the Ghost Sword King and the Extermination King. Shura personally gave the order."
"Shura." The Palace Master of Stop Killing thought for a moment and shook his head slowly: "The Chu family and the Military Master are in the south and the north, and there is no gratitude or resentment. It's just that the camps are in opposition, which is not enough for Shura to personally give the order to massacre the Chu family."
Zhang Yuanqing immediately repeated the words of the Demon Eye King.
The Palace Master of Stop Killing was like a sculpture, motionless for a long time. After a while, he whispered:
"So that's it."
She raised her eyes and looked at Zhang Yuanqing, with strange emotions flashing in her eyes, and whispered:
"Thank you, you have helped me untie the knot in my heart for many years."
The reason for the Chu family's extermination case has always been a knot in her heart that she could not untie. After more than 20 years, she finally understood the cause and effect.
Zhang Yuanqing said:
"If the Palace Master wants to seek revenge on Dark Night Rose, he must know who the enemy is. Do you understand the properties of that rule-type prop?"
The Lord of the Palace of Stopping Killing picked up the teacup, pursed her red lips around the white rim of the cup, took a small sip, put down the teacup, and recalled:
"I haven't personally checked the properties of the item, but the tribesman who brought me to Songhai told me that the item can bring back the dead, whether the soul is annihilated or the body is broken into pieces, it can revive.
"Its name is 'Mother Goddess's Womb', which is one of the top rule-based items in the musician profession. To use it, two conditions must be met. First, the blood of the resurrected person must be prepared in advance. It must be full of active blood, and the amount is also required. It is not just a drop of blood, but I don't know how much is needed. "
"Second, a child or a loved one of the resurrected person is required as a sacrifice, an equal exchange. "
"As long as these two conditions are met and the item rules are triggered, the resurrected person can be reborn from the 'Mother Goddess's Womb', and no one can stop it, including the spiritual realm. "
"It also has a limitation. Once resurrected from the 'Mother Goddess's Womb', you can never use it again. A person only has one chance, just like no one can go back to their mother's belly and start over again."
Zhang Yuanqing listened silently and said:
"What does active blood mean?"
The Lord of Stop Killing explained:
"After death, a spiritual realm walker will return to the spiritual realm, which means that all abilities are taken back by the spiritual realm. Therefore, the blood before and after death is different. The blood after death cannot revive the body of a spiritual realm walker.
"Blood that is full of vitality, you can understand that it must be blood from before death."
Zhang Yuanqing nodded: "Based on the rules of props use, can we infer that the leader of the Dark Night Rose has anticipated his own death, so he made arrangements in advance."
"This is inevitable." The Lord of Stop Killing frowned and said, "What do you want to say?"
Zhang Yuanqing talked freely:
"From the prophecy of the Bright Compass, it is not difficult to know that Shura chose to invest in the leader of the Dark Night Rose, and that was twenty-one years ago.
"The leader of the Dark Night Rose at that time must have a certain level and status in the world. Shura could not invest in rotten fish and shrimp. Then, we just need to check which high-level night wandering gods rose to fame twenty years ago, or even thirty years ago. Can we lock the identity of the leader of the Dark Night Rose through the process of elimination? "
The eyes of the Palace Master of Stop Killing suddenly lit up, and he added in an excited tone:
"As the largest organization of Night Wanderers in the world, Taiyi Sect will definitely notice and register any Night Wanderers with extraordinary talents, whether they are civilian or official.
"Through this line, we can further identify the identity of the leader of Dark Night Rose."
She suddenly frowned: "It's just that although Taiyi Sect and Five Elements Alliance are both official organizations, they are not of the same mind. If you investigate this matter through Five Elements Alliance, they will notice it."
At that time, maybe Taiyi Sect will just give some worthless information to perfunctorily deal with it, and then investigate it secretly.
This will make things easier for others.
Of course, it's okay for Taiyi Sect to investigate, but they will probably not reveal the information to them.
Unless you can develop a downline in Taiyi Sect! Zhang Yuanqing had no good idea for a while, and said:
"We'll have to think about this in the long run."
The Lord of Stop Killing nodded slightly: "The most important thing for you now is the ring match, don't focus on these things."
After a pause, she suddenly asked:
"The Demon Eye King must have a purpose for seeing you, you didn't say it just now."
Zhang Yuanqing's eyes dodged and he didn't look at her.
The Lord of Stop Killing felt depressed and frowned, "Speak!"
Zhang Yuanqing said helplessly:
"He did have a purpose for seeing me, he cursed me, and cursed me to become like him. Elder Dog checked my body afterwards, but couldn't find where the curse was hidden."
As soon as the voice fell, the Lord of Stop Killing pressed his shoulder, and his skin felt a stinging pain. He looked sideways and saw countless wriggling red lines crawling out of the Lord's white little hands, drilling into his body like parasites.
After a while, the red line retracted into the palace master's body. She loosened her palm and gritted her teeth and said:
"As expected, I can't find the abnormal magic eye. It's not a pity to die. You shouldn't meet him."
Zhang Yuanqing said solemnly: "It's related to the palace master's knot. I think the risk is worth it."
The palace master was stunned for a moment.
Seeing her in a daze, Zhang Yuanqing stopped and stood up and said:
"Don't worry about the curse. Just take it one step at a time. Palace master, I'm leaving first."
Without waiting for her response, Zhang Yuanqing took a step and walked out of the cafe.
After walking a distance, he looked back and found that the lights in the cafe were still on, unlike the previous times when the lights in the cafe went out as soon as he left.
"The last wave of operations was okay. It not only took credit, but also stopped at the right time, leaving her to taste it slowly. Although Lingjun is rubbish, his methods of dealing with women are indeed superb."
"I can clearly feel that her attitude towards me has improved."
Zhang Yuanqing walked away.
At nine o'clock the next day, he opened the official forum on time to check the news.
You Feng Lai Yi was right. Today's ring match was indeed cancelled. The official posted a notice on the forum:
#Due to the recent event adjustment, today's ring match was cancelled
It seems that the headquarters really intends to adjust the competition mode. Zhang Yuanqing is not worried but happy. For him, this is a good thing.
He dare not say about fighting alone, but when it comes to the dungeon, Zhang Yuanqing is still very confident.
[Bai Long: I heard from Yuan Ting that the official intends to throw the top eight players into the dungeon, and is currently discussing what level of difficulty dungeon is suitable. ]
[Please call me Queen: Ah, I heard about it yesterday, but I'm not sure. Even the big speaker of Taiyi Gate said so, it's probably true. Now it's good, Yuanshi Tianzun will definitely get first place. ]
[There is a long way to go: @Please call me Queen, do you think there is a possibility that the other seven players will unite and eliminate Yuanshi Tianzun first. ]
This person who has a long future always talks bad about me, but every time he says something reasonable. The players who can enter the top eight are all smart people. The dungeon is not a challenge match. It is impossible to expect them to be fair and just. I really need to be careful.
Zhang Yuanqing browsed the comments for a while and exited the forum. Since he didn't have to play a challenge match today, he would find something to do.
He hesitated for a long time between the two options of looking for Xiaoyuan and looking for his mother.
If my father is really a spiritual walker, then she has concealed many things from me, which is understandable. After all, the existence of spiritual walkers is a supernatural phenomenon, which is difficult to explain.
Besides, I was an ordinary college student before. What's the point of telling her?
If I tell her that I have become a spiritual walker, she may confess to me the past and tell me how the headache came about.
It's better to wait for her to return home and talk to her face to face. If the conversation on the phone is not pleasant and she hangs up directly, I can't do anything to her. Besides, if we talk face to face, I can observe her with the help of insight glasses. Zhang Yuanqing chose to meet Xiaoyuan.
Follow the advice given by the life mentor, improve the relationship with Aunt Xiaoyuan, and understand what troubles she is in.
In the Wuhen Hotel, a strong cold wind blows.
Xiaoyuan stood straight at the front desk, her bright face expressionless, cold and icy, without any warm smile to welcome and see off.
In the morning, the hotel only welcomed two groups of guests, one of which was hourly rooms.
Business is quite bleak.
There are two major considerations for the location of the hotel. One is the business district attribute of the location, and the other is the convenience of transportation.
Airports, high-speed rail stations, tourist attractions, commercial centers, near schools, etc. meet the above two requirements.
Wuhen Hotel is located in the suburbs. It is a small hotel that is positioned for middle and low-end guests. In the past few years, there were several factories nearby. If there are factories, there will be traffic.
Business is pretty good.
Since last year, the economic environment has been sluggish. Several factories nearby have closed down one after another, and the surrounding area has suddenly become deserted.
Xiaoyuan, who has nothing to do, picked up her mobile phone, clicked on the avatar of Yuanshi Tianzun, and entered a message:
"Who is the opponent matched today?"
She thought about it, deleted the message, and turned off the phone expressionlessly.
At this time, the glass door of the hotel was pushed open, but there was no one at the door.
An invisible person came in.