Zhang Yuanqing thought in silence for a long time and decided not to expose the existence of the red shoes for the time being.

First of all, Ou Xiangrong's absconding has just begun, and the Five Elements Alliance's follow-up actions have not yet begun. As an official organization, there may be other ways to track the bewitching demon.

There was no need for him, a newcomer, to intervene.

Secondly, he is only a level 1 night wandering god, a newcomer among the spiritual realm walkers. If the existence of regular items is exposed, he is likely to attract covetous attention.

Wait and see first to see what the organization will do next, and then make a choice based on the situation... Zhang Yuanqing stopped thinking about it and looked at the night view outside the car window, waiting to reach his destination.

Now, improving strength is the most important thing.

Five minutes later, the taxi got off at the entrance of "Songhai Pulmonary Hospital". After paying the fare, Zhang Yuanqing entered the hospital and headed towards the emergency department building with a clear goal.

At this time, the outpatient department is already off work, and the hospital and patients are mainly concentrated in the emergency department.

The emergency department was crowded, and patients were either sitting on public chairs or going between the payment window and various departments.

Zhang Yuanqing walked through the toll hall, passed through the bustling crowd, and found a seat near the toilet.

After sitting down, stretch your legs and wait for the rabbit.

To the spirit body, the aura of the Night God is like a firefly in the dark, so dazzling and vivid.

No need to look for them, they will come to you on their own.

The spirit body of ordinary people only exists for seven days. Unless someone has just died nearby, there is no way for the spirit body to come to the door automatically, so the hospital is the best place to upgrade.

About five minutes later, Zhang Yuanqing saw an old man wearing a hospital gown, walking stiffly through the crowd with dull eyes, walking towards him.

The old man's body is somewhere between illusion and reality, and the patients passing through him are like passing through the air.

He was described as haggard, with frightening white eyes, exuding an aura of pain and regret.

This is a wraith.

Generally speaking, after death, people will turn into resentful spirits. There is no such thing as a spirit body with peaceful breath, because no one is willing to die.

Their nostalgia for life and fear of death will eventually turn into powerless resentment.

Seeing the old man approaching, Zhang Yuanqing opened his mouth and took a breath.

The old man's spirit turned into blue smoke, drifting into his mouth.

His eyebrows were swollen and painful, and his consciousness suddenly swelled. Zhang Yuanqing read the broken memories of the old man's life.

The old man died of late-stage lung cancer. In the second half of his life, he passed away from the double torture of chemotherapy and cancer. He coughed up blood, lost his hair, had shortness of breath, and was in pain... and his death was not peaceful.

The last remaining thought was regret about why I smoked.

"I will never smoke again..."

Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes and blurted out with regret on his face.

People around looked over in surprise.

.......Zhang Yuanqing had no expression on his face, pretending that what just happened didn't happen to hide his embarrassment.

Until passers-by looked away, until the surging emotions calmed down, he clicked on the attribute panel, and the fluorescent blue light curtain unfolded:

[Experience value: 44.5%]

"Zhao Yingjun's spirit body is worth two points of experience. Ordinary people only have 0.5. Is it similar to ordinary wild monsters and elite monsters? And the experience value becomes less and less as time goes by. I'm afraid there is not even 0.5. It seems that you can only add up to a lot... .." Zhang Yuanqing was thoughtful.

Regardless, this intuitive and visible improvement is gratifying.

He returned to his seat and pretended that what just happened had not happened. After a few minutes, a middle-aged man in a suit and dressed as an office worker came towards him blankly.

The people around ignored the uncle and passed by him.

Zhang Yuanqing sucked in the uncle's spirit body as he did, and when the spirit body was transformed into the power to nourish the Night Walker God, some memories came flooding back like a tide.

The middle-aged uncle died of fatigue, sudden myocardial infarction, and the well-known 996 blessing.

The uncle passed away very peacefully. After all, sudden death occurs in an instant and you don't even feel the pain.

But after reading the uncle's memory, Zhang Yuanqing knew that his wife had just given birth to a second child and the child was still in infancy. It was precisely to earn money for milk powder that he worked so hard and devoted himself to the good fortune.

What's more worth mentioning is that people born in the 1980s rarely have brothers and sisters. Once they leave, their parents will have no future.

Use your life to make money, and in the end everything will lose its meaning.

Zhang Yuanqing returned to consciousness and felt a heart-piercing sadness and confusion.

What is the meaning of such a life? He sat blankly, expressionless for a long time.

At this time, the third spirit came over.

She is a lady with beautiful facial features, Korean-style semi-permanent eyebrows, and the clothes she wears are luxurious and exquisite.

Human high quality women.

"It's a pity that such a young and beautiful person died..."

When he got closer, Zhang Yuanqing discovered that her chest was sunken and her black slim-fitting clothes were soaked in illusory blood. In addition, the back of her head seemed to have suffered unimaginable damage, and the blood stuck her hair into strands.

She was not wearing a hospital gown, which meant that she did not die while hospitalized, but died of an accident or homicide... Zhang Yuanqing took a gentle breath and swallowed up the spirit body of a high-quality woman.

............

The eyebrows swelled, and memories that did not belong to him were poured into the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

Zhang Yuanqing's vision went dark, and then he saw a pair of long, slender, white legs sitting on the edge of the bed, rolling up black stockings little by little on his thighs.

Oh, it turns out that this is how women wear stockings... Zhang Yuanqing, who has been single for 20 years, gained a new perspective.

At this time, a man's voice came from behind:

"Don't send me messages at night from now on. My wife almost saw it last night."

Zhang Yuanqing's heart skipped a beat at that moment.

The man, the bed, wearing stockings... anyone can guess what just happened.

It’s better not to swallow female spirits easily in the future, it’s not appropriate! He was extremely happy and muttered in his heart. Fortunately, the memory started from putting on stockings. If he had pushed back a few minutes, he might have been lying down or kneeling...

Well, there's no strange taste in my mouth, okay, okay... Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the woman he was "possessed" hum:

"That's not good, you divorce me and marry me."

The man behind him was wearing clothes rustlingly and sneered:

"I have a son and a daughter, and I am planning to have three children next year. Why should I divorce you? Besides, half of the property will be divided after divorce.

"Didn't we agree at the time that you would be a mistress and I would pay you, and when you save enough money, you can marry whomever you want, or you can find an honest man to marry. If you want to break off the relationship someday, just let me know. But. , don’t have any thoughts that you shouldn’t have.”

The woman seemed angry and didn't say another word. When the man left, she drove her small BMW wildly on the street to vent her emotions.

In the end, he got into a car accident and died after ineffective rescue efforts.

When the scene ended, Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes, pinched his swollen eyebrows, and felt a burst of resentment in his heart. He thought to himself, sisters, why bother? High-end seafood merchants often only need simple auction methods. There is a market everywhere, so why bother to deal with a man? Qi, it’s good for a man to have a few.

Also, it is impossible to marry an honest man, not even in this life.

As he thought this, he suddenly realized what was wrong?

Why do I have such a strong sense of empathy for women? I am obviously a spearman.

A few seconds later, Zhang Yuan came to his senses. He had been unknowingly influenced by high-quality women, his thoughts were more feminine, and he had a strong desire for money and material things in his heart.

And the "don't smoke" thing that I blurted out just now was also affected by the uncle's spirit body.

After he initially stabilized his mind, the fourth spirit came over. He was a thin and handsome young man who could easily be associated with words like "little milk dog."

"You're not any worse looking than me. It's better to suck the man's spirit body. It's safer and safer. If something like that happens, I'll be the one on top."

He opened his mouth and sucked the spirit body of the little milk dog into his belly.

...........

The harsh noise shook the eardrums, and the full-color LED headlights rotated, creating dazzling light pollution.

Everywhere you looked, you could see swaying figures, swaying heads, and the pungent smell of smoke in the air.

This is a bar.

Zhang Yuanqing felt his body swaying uncontrollably, and at the same time he grabbed the wine glass on the booth and drank with his friends around him.

Amidst the hearty venting of emotions and the empty joy of drinking and dice, the little milk dog and his friends did not leave until two in the morning.

The two called an online taxi and returned to the rental house. The strong friend helped him open the bedroom door.

Although Zhang Yuanqing could not control his body, he was conscious. He noticed that the possessed person was drunk and was suffering from the pain of bulging blood vessels in the brain. He guessed that the person died of excessive drinking or sudden death?

Just as he was guessing, the little puppy was thrown on the bed. His friend took off his shoes and pants, covered him with a quilt, and wiped the sweat from his face with a wet tissue.

This friend can get along... Zhang Yuanqing said heartily.

As soon as the idea came to his mind, he noticed that his friend began to take off his clothes, lifted the quilt, and quickly stripped the little puppy naked.

.... Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, feeling that something was wrong.

At this time, he heard the little puppy mutter in a daze:

"Husband~"

"Friend" pressed on the little puppy's body, raised the Vaseline in his hand, and said with a mouth full of alcohol:

"Put your butt up and give you some oil!"

? ? ? There was a "boom" in Zhang Yuanqing's head, like five thunders hitting his head.

No! No! No!

You can't do this! can not be like this! !

In extreme fear and panic, Zhang Yuanqing forcibly interrupted the memory reading.

In the outpatient building, sitting next to the toilet, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly opened his eyes, breathing heavily as if he was having a nightmare, lacking oxygen.

His face was pale, his eyes were frightened, and his back was soaked with sweat.

"Young man, are you okay?" the aunt in the next seat asked with concern:

"Have you registered? What's wrong with you?"

Zhang Yuanqing waved his hands to express that he was fine, rushed into the toilet, turned on the faucet, and splashed handfuls of cold water on his face.

It's terrible, men are terrible!

He suffered injuries that this gender should not have.