"Please do not scan two people at the same time."

The instrument's prompt echoed repeatedly in his ears, and Xiahou Aotian felt his heart racing and his adrenaline surging.

First of all, he could rule out the possibility of equipment malfunction. The Xiahou family's physical examination equipment was regularly inspected, and a physical examination had just been conducted two months ago.

The equipment is fine.

Then the problem lies with him.

During the exploration of the underground palace, something followed them out, but Yuanshi Zun and the others were completely unaware. Xiahou Aotian's whole body tensed up, and he stiffened on the examination bed, motionless, waiting for the equipment to continue scanning.

"Please do not scan two people at the same time, please do not scan two people at the same time…"

After repeated reminders failed, the instrument seemed to give up. A "clang" sound came from inside the huge machine, and the parts operated quickly, making a "buzzing" sound.

Like a high-speed rotating turbine.

The circular inner ring of the machine lit up with a soft purple light, illuminating Xiahou Aotian's body. The scanner probed and emitted infrared rays, scanning his body from head to toe.

This process lasted for three minutes. The "buzzing" sound of high-speed rotation began to slow down, no longer rapid. It rotated inertially for a moment, and then stopped completely.

At the same time, a female voice came from the display screen connected to the machine:

"Detected that you are possessed by a high-level wraith. Please use Yang Divine Power to expel it…"

Xiahou Aotian's face turned ugly as he sat up and ran to the display screen. The screen showed a human body scan.

In the picture, two figures, one red and one blue, overlapped and merged together.

As a level 5 peak scholar, Xiahou Aotian could naturally understand the display diagram. The red represented his physical body, and the blue represented the Yin spirit.

He was possessed by a Yin spirit.

Xiahou Aotian couldn't figure out why he was so unlucky?

Logically speaking, shouldn't the protagonist be spared and the dangerous supporting character bear the brunt?

"Yang Divine Power, Yang Divine Power…"

It was no time to be upset. Xiahou Aotian's face turned pale, and his mind raced. "I remember Uncle-Grandfather had a purification item that he exchanged from the Taiyi Sect."

He rushed to the shelf where the props were stored, searching quickly for the item in his memory.

There were three rows of shelves, each with four layers, filled with messy props and materials. Uncle-Grandfather was really a lazy old man. He didn't even categorize them by profession or quality. He didn't deserve to be the head of the family at all.

Xiahou Aotian searched for a long time, but he couldn't find the purification item.

Cold sweat gradually oozed from his forehead, and his expression became more and more anxious. He was in a state of chaos, as if he was racing against death. If he was one step slow, the Grim Reaper's scythe would descend.

At this moment, he heard someone say in his ear:

"Golden Crow item, third row, top layer."

Xiahou Aotian was overjoyed: "Thank you."

The next second, his whole body froze on the spot, the color drained from his face, and his eyes revealed intense fear and tension.

The warehouse fell into a brief silence.

Xiahou Aotian paused for about ten seconds, and then the old voice sounded in his ear again.

"Do not panic. I will not harm you. On the contrary, I should thank you for bringing me out of the First Emperor's underground palace." Xiahou Aotian did not understand the language the voice spoke, but he naturally understood the meaning of the words.

As a knowledgeable scholar, Xiahou Aotian immediately understood that this was the unique communication method of a Night Wanderer. He could hear and understand because the other party directly communicated the spirits of both parties through the instance.

"?" Xiahou Aotian tentatively said.

He was already thick-skinned, and after a brief moment of panic, he had stabilized his mentality.

"I am a Fangshi (alchemist) from the Qin Dynasty," the voice said.

"Liar, you are clearly a Night Wanderer," Xiahou Aotian exposed the other party's lie.

"I have studied Yin-Yang techniques, but I am indeed a Fangshi from the Qin Dynasty. How is that a lie?" the old voice replied.

"Young man, what is the year today?"

Does he not know the level division of character cards? Xiahou Aotian said: "If you are really a Fangshi from the Qin Dynasty, then it has been 2,200 years."

There was no response from the voice in his head. After a long time, a faint sigh came:

"Two thousand years of dreams. I never thought that I would be reborn in this way."

"Who exactly are you?" Xiahou Aotian's heart skipped a beat: "Could it be the First Emperor?"

"I am just a Fangshi from the Qin Dynasty." The old voice slowly said: "The First Emperor did not practice Yin-Yang techniques. When people die, their souls are destroyed."

After a pause, he added:

"He craved eternal life, the life of ruling the world, not lingering on in the form of a soul. Souls have no physical body to rely on. When they encounter Night Wanderers, they are fish meat to be slaughtered. His Majesty has surpassed the ancients since the Three Sovereigns. He has a high spirit and would rather die than live on in disgrace."

"Alas, two thousand years have passed. It seems that Xu Fu did not return to the Central Plains to fulfill his promise."

Xiahou Aotian hurriedly asked: "What promise?"

The old ghost who claimed to be a Fangshi did not reply, but instead asked:

"I have been recuperating on you for several days. I have observed that today's cultivators seem to be different from before. Their strength is low, but they can freely enter blessed lands. The spiritual power in the real world has disappeared. The magic item you were lying on just now has a strange shape. There are many changes. Can you tell me in detail?"

Xiahou Aotian pondered and slowly said:

"This starts twenty-three years ago, when a child of destiny was born in the Xiahou family of Jiangnan Leather City…"

Unexpectedly, the old voice of the Qin Dynasty Fangshi interrupted him:

"With such ordinary aptitude, how can you shamelessly call yourself a child of destiny? Even the First Emperor only called himself ordained by the Heavens after unifying the six kingdoms."

Xiahou Aotian temporarily couldn't figure out the Fangshi's level and motives, so he swallowed his anger and told him in detail about the existence of The Way of the Extraordinary and the current The Way of the Extraordinary organization. By the time he finished speaking, half an hour had passed.

"Interesting," the Qin Dynasty Fangshi commented simply, and then said.

"Xiahou Aotian, do you want to become the most powerful scholar in the world? I can accept you as my disciple and teach you more advanced alchemy and weapon refining techniques."

I am indeed the protagonist chosen by destiny. No wonder they were not possessed. Xiahou Aotian was immediately excited, but after all, he was a scholar and would not lose his mind because of this: "What do you want?"

"Regularly provide me with pure spiritual power. It must be from the scholar profession. Help me find materials to reshape my physical body. Heh, that's something for you to do after you advance to Dominator." The Qin Dynasty Fangshi's old voice said:

"But before that, you need to find a magic item that can nourish the soul…"

Before he finished speaking, Xiahou Aotian quickly took out a pitch-black ring shrouded in Yin energy and said, "Come here quickly, Grandpa Ring, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The Qin Dynasty Fangshi was shocked: "Waiting for me for a long time? What does this mean!"

…………

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing and the others were still sitting together discussing in the villa.

Should I introduce your little aunt to me as well, so I can enjoy the blessings of a Demon Lord? Zhang Yuanqing rolled his eyes inwardly. Of course, he didn't dare to say this out loud, for fear of being beaten to death by Ling Jun.

Fu Qingyang put his cigar in the ashtray and said lightly, "Does Teng'er still miss the Demon Lord?"

Ling Jun's face darkened: "Don't mention that scum in front of me. Fu Qingyang, you're just digging up my family's scars. Are you doing it on purpose?"

Fu Qingyang calmly got up. "Yuanshi, you go back first. Don't see Guan Ya until the marriage line is restored."

This little brother-in-law cares about his cousin's marriage! Zhang Yuanqing nodded and turned into starlight and disappeared.

Next door, a small villa.

Starlight rose from the bedroom. Zhang Yuanqing took out his backpack from the closet and stuffed his phone charger, computer, and Mao Wang speaker into it.

He planned to go home for a while, see his grandparents, and come back after the marriage line was restored.

Just then, he heard light footsteps approaching quickly. The next moment, with a "click," the bedroom door was twisted open, and a delicate oval face peeked in, with high-tech headphones on her head.

"I knew it. I heard movement in the room." The girl's face bloomed with a bright smile like a flower: "Yuanshi Gege (older brother), I missed you so much…"

She jumped in like a fawn in the forest, and without saying a word, she wanted to take advantage of Guan Ya's absence to eat her boyfriend's tofu.

Suddenly, the fawn stopped halfway, slamming on the brakes in a panic.

Xie Lingxi stopped and stared at Zhang Yuanqing up and down with her clear eyes, scrutinizing him repeatedly.

"Zhang Yuanqing," he said tentatively, "what's wrong?"

Xie Lingxi frowned, and after a while, she suddenly revealed a polite smile:

"It's nothing, Yuanshi Gege. I was just joking. It's really great to be back. Oh, by the way, lunch is ready. Are you going down to eat?"

Distant and polite smile, polite and bland language.

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, as if he had lost something that originally belonged to him.

He followed Xie Lingxi downstairs, and the little green tea kept a considerable and polite distance from him.

Arriving in the living room, the Queen was already enjoying a large bowl of food. Hearing footsteps, she smiled charmingly: "Captain, Lingxi said you're back…"

She stared at Zhang Yuanqing for a long time, and the charm in her eyes and eyebrows suddenly disappeared. She nodded slightly: "Captain, eat it while it's hot."

Even the Queen doesn't like me anymore, alas… Zhang Yuanqing once again experienced the horror of the Hongluan Xingguan (Matchmaker deity), a horror of another kind.

He couldn't accept this psychological gap. Just as he was about to go home early, his heart suddenly stirred:

Maybe Ling Jun is right. Guan Ya pursues free love and has extremely high demands on her lovers, never settling.

Why not take advantage of the fact that no one loves me now and quickly break up with Guan Ya, putting myself in a position of grievance for being betrayed. When the marriage line is restored, Guan Ya will regret it and inevitably want to save this relationship, and I will take the opportunity to propose sex, one step at a time!

This is an operation that even a mentor can't think of. I'm really a genius, hehe… Thinking of this, he nonchalantly took a seat, took the bowl from the bunny girl, and ate casually.

The atmosphere at the dining table was silent. Xie Lingxi and the Queen were engrossed in eating.

"What's wrong?" Li Chunfeng looked left and right and couldn't help but say:

"You two usually call him Gege this and Gege that, one diligently serving food and showing affection. What's going on today? Could it be that women also have a sage time?"

His complaints became more and more sharp.

The Queen frowned, "Li Chunfeng, what nonsense are you talking about? I have always respected the captain, but it's only limited to respect. Don't joke around."

Xie Lingxi smiled and said, "Yuanshi Gege will always be my Gege."

Even without love, the green tea flavor is still full.

At this moment, Guan Ya, who had finished reporting, walked into the villa hall. Seeing Zhang Yuanqing's back from afar, her eyes lit up, and a smile bloomed on her beautiful oval face.

"Yuanshi, you're back."

She untied the hair rope tying her ponytail as she walked over. At the same time, she saw the faces of her friends turning around.

Guan Ya suddenly froze for a moment.

"Guan Ya Jie (older sister), I've been waiting for you for a long time." Zhang Yuanqing smiled inscrutably.

"Ah, oh…" Guan Ya reacted from her daze. At this time, she had already stopped beside Zhang Yuanqing. She glanced at the seat next to the Queen, hesitated for a moment, and still pulled out a chair and sat next to her boyfriend.

She took the chopsticks from the bunny girl and ate in small bites. She glanced at her boyfriend from time to time, lost in thought, and then frowned in confusion.

Sometimes she looked at her boyfriend again, and her face became serious.

She looked preoccupied and hesitant.

Time passed slowly, and the rice in everyone's bowls finally reached the bottom. Guan Ya put down her chopsticks, turned her head, stared at her boyfriend, and said:

"Yuanshi, come to the room with me for a moment."

"! " Zhang Yuanqing put down his chopsticks and followed her towards the stairs.

Watching the backs of the two disappear at the corner of the stairs, Li Chunfeng looked at the little green tea and said in surprise:

"Aren't you going to steal a listen with your headphones?"

"Crazy!" The little green tea gave him a look.

……

"Bang!"

Guan Ya closed the bedroom door lightly, pulled out the chair next to the desk, signaling Zhang Yuanqing to sit down, while she sat upright on the bed.

Here it comes, the breakup! Zhang Yuanqing, who knew her character well, thought to himself.

"Yuanshi," Guan Ya bit her lip, made up her mind, and said; "What I'm about to say might be unacceptable to you, but…"

"Do you want to break up?" Zhang Yuanqing spoke first.

Guan Ya's expression froze. Out of instinct, she wanted to deny it, but looking at Yuanshi's face, she finally nodded and smiled bitterly.

"I'm sorry, I, I might not like you anymore."

"I don't know why, but my heart clearly tells me that I don't have a feeling of excitement for you anymore. I don't even know why I agreed to be with you before."

"Really, I'm sorry…"

Zhang Yuanqing then cooperated and showed a sad, depressed, and dim expression, hanging his head like an abandoned child.

"I'll move out tonight. You can continue to live here. After all, this is our team's base."

Also the place where you bite your lip and hold the wall tomorrow night! He added in his heart.

Zhang Yuanqing got up and said in a low voice:

"Guan Ya Jie, goodbye."

After saying that, without giving Guan Ya a chance to stay, he snapped his fingers and left the villa.

Guan Ya looked at the empty room. For some reason, her heart also became empty, as if she had lost something important.

Forget it, it's good that Yuanshi doesn't pester me… Guan Ya shook off the inexplicable feeling of loss and breathed a sigh of relief.

……

8:30 p.m., Grandma's house.

In the bedroom, Zhang Yuanqing and Jiang Yuer, who had just finished dinner, were sitting side by side on the TV, operating the handles, controlling the game characters to cooperate with each other to kill the Quartet.

The dynamic sound effects echoed in the room.

On her little aunt's head, a round and lovely baby spirit was lying, staring at the TV screen with wide, dark eyes, its palm-sized face full of focus and seriousness.

When fighting with the boss, Little Doubi (silly bean) tensed up and was extremely nervous.

When slaughtering small monsters, he would raise his little hand and pat his little aunt's head, making an "aba" sound.

Her little aunt was completely unaware of this.

"So much fun~ Yuanzi's operating level is getting higher and higher."

Little aunt put down the handle, looked at the "level cleared" screen, opened her arms, and stretched her waist lazily.

"Wasn't my level high before?" Zhang Yuanqing stretched lazily while holding the handle. He thought to himself that it was still good to have his little aunt. Regardless of whether the red line was broken or not, she treated me as always.

Affection is more reliable than love after all. At this moment, the phone rang.

Zhang Yuanqing put down the handle, leaned his body, and pulled the phone from his pocket. The caller was Fu Qingyang.

He immediately got up, walked to the window, and answered the phone: "Hello"

His little aunt was nearby, so he didn't call him Boss.

Fu Qingyang's always calm and indifferent voice came from the speaker: "The president of the Merchant Guild has replied. He wants to see you, tonight."

Wants to see me? A demigod-level figure wants to see me?

Zhang Yuanqing's first reaction was: "Is there any danger…"

He glanced at the beautiful little aunt who was watching from the TV, and he changed his words: "Is it reliable?"

"You can see him." Fu Qingyang gave a positive answer and said, "Come to my place at ten o'clock tonight."