Yes, I almost forgot about that kid.

Li Dongze's words reminded the captains that the Kangyang District Spirit Realm team had already recruited a Night Wandering God, and there was no need to borrow anyone from the Taiyi Sect.

The big muscle tyrant looked happy and said immediately: "Then what are you waiting for? Contact that boy quickly. Therefore, you still have to cultivate your own night wandering god. Your own people are the most reliable at critical moments."

The other captains frowned.

Dajiba's words make sense. Although the Night Travel God of Taiyi Sect has always been very cooperative in matters of business, he is an outsider after all, and it is definitely not as convenient for his own people to use.

Li Dongze glanced at Fu Qingyang, saw him nodding slightly, immediately took out his mobile phone and walked out of the conference room.

"I'll contact him."

.........

After finishing the professional class in the morning, Zhang Yuanqing picked up his schoolbag and left the classroom. He planned to escape from the afternoon class and go to the office of the second team of the Kangyang District Lingjing Team.

In the future, the focus of interpersonal communication and other matters will be transferred to the spiritual realm team.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't like school very much and wasn't very interested in learning. The young people in Songhai all have a deep-seated laziness, lack of wolf nature, and lack of hard work.

There are only two types of people in this world who know how to fight hard. One is those who have cultivated positive habits since childhood, and the other is forced by life.

After becoming a spiritual traveler, Zhang Yuanqing finally regained his long-lost fighting spirit.

Firstly, it was forced by life, and secondly, it could fulfill the young man's dream of traveling around the world with a sword.

The spiritual realm is full of dangers and weirdness, but once you taste the sweetness, you will no longer be willing to be a mortal.

When I came downstairs, I was about to buy a shared bicycle when my cell phone rang in my pocket.

It was Li Dongze calling.

"How long?" Zhang Yuanqing answered.

"Where are you now?" Li Dongze spoke very quickly and got straight to the point.

"in school."

"Songhai University, right? I'll ask Guan Ya to come pick you up now."

pick me up? Zhang Yuanqing heard the urgency in Li Dongze's tone and asked tentatively: "What's the matter?"

"A colleague was killed. We need the Night Walker to devour the spirit body and obtain the other party's memory. Well, are you okay with this?" Li Dongze asked uneasily.

Um, it should be possible... Zhang Yuanqing said: "Shall I try?"

It is not difficult to swallow a spirit body. This is the innate skill of Yeyoushen. His brain tells him that he can, but in terms of reading memories, he has never really swallowed a spirit body and has no experience, so he cannot guarantee it.

"That's it." Li Dongze didn't say much and hung up the phone.

Zhang Yuanqing put away his mobile phone and walked towards the school gate.

A few minutes later, he stopped at the school gate and waited silently for Guan Ya to pick him up. At the same time, Zhang Yuanqing found a girl wearing a pleated skirt standing on the roadside not far away, carrying a brand-name bag, like It's waiting for someone.

Xu Yingying?

Zhang Yuanqing looked at this "class beauty" for a few times. He was very well-dressed, and his bracelets, necklaces, earrings, bags... all looked valuable, which was very different from most of the female classmates in the school.

Girls from ordinary family backgrounds cannot wear this kind of clothes.

Sensing Zhang Yuanqing's gaze, Xu Yingying smiled slightly, straightened her back and lifted up her hair, assuming the most attractive posture, while feeling a little sense of superiority in her heart.

This boy was quite good-looking, so she subconsciously showed off her beauty.

But now she is no longer in the same world as ordinary college students, so she is filled with a sense of superiority.

This decoration of mine is worth a year's living expenses of an ordinary college student.

At this time, Xu Yingying saw a blue sports car approaching and slowly stopping at the school gate.

The woman driving the car was wearing a smart white shirt and sunglasses. Her face could not be seen clearly, but with her fair and pointed jaw and delicately carved mouth corners, it was not difficult to tell that she was a beautiful woman with good looks.

Xu Yingying pursed her lips, changed her posture, and pointed the logo of the famous brand bag towards the sports car.

At the same time, she saw Zhang Yuanqing trotting close to the sports car, opening the door and getting into the car.

The rich woman stepped on the accelerator and drove away with the little puppy.

Xu Yingying opened her mouth with surprise on her face.

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether this male classmate was a low-key rich kid or one of my peers - a seafood merchant and a steel ball merchant.

.........

Kangyang District Public Security Bureau, morgue.

Zhang Yuanqing stood beside the morgue, lifted the white cloth, and a tragic corpse appeared in front of him.

The body of the deceased was covered with bruises and knife marks, and the wounds on his chest were bloody and shocking.

If it were two days ago, Zhang Yuanqing would definitely feel physically uncomfortable when he saw such a corpse, but after experiencing the severe beating at the Shanshen Temple, the corpse could no longer cause much disturbance in his heart.

"It's time to start."

Li Dongze leaned on his cane and said expectantly.

Zhang Yuanqing nodded. He looked at Zhao Yingjun's corpse and felt that the spirit remaining in this cold corpse was gradually becoming active and recovering.

The breath of the Night God has a fatal attraction to spiritual bodies and can awaken sleeping spirits.

He silently mobilized the power of Taiyin in his body, and the whites of his eyes and pupils were covered with a layer of pure black. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhao Yingjun's body.

Catch an illusory figure.

This figure has the facial features of Zhao Yingjun, but his expression is dull and his eyes are empty.

After death, 90% of consciousness dissipates, and the spirit body becomes so sluggish. If the consciousness dissipates, the memory will of course be incomplete, leaving only some deeply obsessed memories.

Memories before death are often very impressive and close to death, so they are retained.

After catching the spirit body, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly felt the desire to "eat". He naturally opened his mouth and took a gentle breath.

Zhao Yingjun's spirit turned into blue smoke and floated into his mouth.

There was a swelling and pain between the eyebrows, and his consciousness seemed to be swelling, filled with many things that did not belong to him.

........

Zhang Yuanqing heard low sobbing and whining sounds, and a fierce and gloomy voice sounded in his ears:

"I don't have much patience. You'd better answer obediently."

He knew that he was reading the last memory of the spirit body, and slowly "opened" his eyes. The surrounding scenery became clear. It was a large, gorgeously decorated suite.

He fell down on the big soft bed, completely naked. Clothes, pants, and women's underwear were scattered on the ground.

Not far away, at the head of the bed, curled up was a young woman, also naked, with long white and tender legs, a tight belly, and tall breasts, all showing her young and proud curves.

The sobs were coming from her.

woman? Naked? Such a scene made Zhang Yuanqing stunned, wondering why he didn't explain the situation of the crime scene clearly, how could he let me see scenes inappropriate for children, I am still a child...

Following the perspective of the deceased, he looked at the person beside the bed. It was a man with a ferocious face. There was a half-finger-long scar on the left cheek, sparse eyebrows, and fierce and gloomy eyes.

He held a shining willow blade in his hand.

The murderer...Zhang Yuanqing stared at this face and remembered the appearance firmly.

At this point, his mission is half completed.

The man pointed the tip of the knife at "Zhang Yuanqing"'s chest and said viciously:

"Where's the Holy Grail, where's the roster?"

He seemed to have asked this question many times, his expression full of impatience and his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"I don't know, I really don't know... Please let me go." Zhang Yuanqing heard 'himself' begging for mercy.

The man squatted beside the bed, completely losing his patience. He rubbed his face as if tired and murmured:

"If I give you a chance, you won't use it. If I give you a chance, you won't use it..."

With that said, he pushed the tip of the willow blade into the chest of 'Zhang Yuanqing'.

Severe pain came, and his consciousness was blurred for an instant. Zhang Yuanqing collapsed on the ground softly. He saw the man unbuttoning his belt, grabbing the beautiful woman's ankle, and pulling hard towards him.

The scene ends abruptly with the woman screaming.