Had a person just died like that? And in such a bizarre and terrifying way? Zhang Yuanqing stood there in astonishment, his mind struggling to process what had happened. Fu Qingyang, however, appeared calm and experienced. He took out his access card, opened the iron gate, and said in a steady voice:
"Go check if there's any spiritual residue."
"Okay, okay," Zhang Yuanqing replied, shaking off the shock. He strode into the cell and stopped by the bed. His eyes welled up with dark, thick "liquid" that covered the whites, and he scanned the surroundings. He shook his head. "No spiritual residue left. Chi Yuean's soul has scattered. He's thoroughly dead." As he spoke, the energy receded from his eyes, returning them to normal.
Fu Qingyang pondered for a moment. "A Witch Gu Master's curse-killing technique, used to kill a Saint-level practitioner from afar. The caster must be of high level and possess Chi Yuean's birth data, blood, flesh, hair, or anything containing DNA." Zhang Yuanqing frowned. "The Witch Gu Master's curse-killing technique... is Chi Yuean's organization the Spirit Control Association? No, if that were the case, they would have been found during the general examination. The one who knows curse-killing techniques is not necessarily a Witch Gu Master, and it is also possible to use props." Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice, "Is curse-killing technique a curse? Is it a Saint-level skill of the Witch Gu Master?" Speaking of the Witch Gu Master profession, he was no stranger to it. From "Heaven is Unfair" to Black Impermanence, and then to the Boss in Yin-Yang Town, they were all Witch Gu Masters. But he had never seen such a remote curse-killing ability before, and it felt somewhat frightening.
Fu Qingyang calmly put away the wooden shackles and chains. "Curse-killing technique is a type of curse. In a sense, this is the true curse, the true witchcraft.
Among the three evil professions, the Witch Gu Master's characteristic is insidious poison.
"Most of the time, they will not face the enemy head-on, but rather poison them, or find opportunities to collect the target's information, such as birth data, DNA, photos, etc., and then set up an altar to perform rituals, and remotely curse-kill and reduce fortune.
"Among them, DNA is important. Once obtained by the Witch Gu Master, death is almost certain! Only a few abilities can resolve it." So, I have never really seen a true Witch Gu Master. I must be careful to preserve my DNA in the future. I can't touch women of unknown origin either; DNA is not just cellular tissue. Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath, turning his attention back to the matter at hand. He said with annoyance, "I should have just killed him and questioned the spirit." "There's no need to regret what has already happened. Their choice to kill to silence him is an admission of guilt," Fu Qingyang said. He always maintained an unperturbed attitude, possessing great confidence in everything.
"So, it really is Chi Yuean's ex-wife," Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice.
Fu Qingyang hummed in agreement. "Most likely. But Chi Yuean is already dead, so it's considered dead men tell no tales. And she's not a member of the Five Elements Alliance, so we can't force a general examination. We can't do anything about her for now." He turned his head to look at his confidant, and sighed softly, "I heard that Old Aunt Zhu is very vengeful. You harmed her ex-husband and cut off her financial path. It's hard to guarantee she won't retaliate against you. But I think you already have too many debts to worry about." Zhang Yuanqing thought of Chi Yuean's miserable death and felt a great shock.
"Centurion, the powerful enemies and forces I've provoked are all for the sake of our organization! The organization should be responsible for me, not mock me." Fu Qingyang said indifferently.
"Curse-killing technique requires a medium. Be careful to collect your own DNA. There's nothing to be afraid of. Is she going to come to your door and ask for your hair?" Zhang Yuanqing said, "I'm afraid that old aunt will seduce me."
Fu Qingyang thought for a moment and said, "I will warn her. This case is not over yet, and we'll have a chance to settle it with her later. We also need to confirm again, in case it's not her."
Zhang Yuanqing nodded. As long as the suspect was identified, settling the score later would be the same. This is what is called, justice may be late, but it will never be absent.
Fu Qingyang raised his left hand, looked at his watch, and said:
"Go find Guan Ya. My guest is arriving in ten minutes." Villa - the martial arts room on the first floor, west side.
Guan Ya, wearing loose practice clothes, was pressing her legs by the window. A few meters away was Zhang Yuanqing, who was also stretching.
Although Fu Qingyang would warn Old Aunt Zhu, the other party may not swallow this breath. Curse-killing technique is hard to guard against. As long as there is a neglect, I may capsize in the gutter. Of course, I also have to avoid the "search" of the Evil Eye Heavenly King. I really hope that the branch elder can solve the radical angry youth as soon as possible.
This guy will not be safe to sleep for a day without removing him.
Zhang Yuanqing regained his thoughts, turned to look at the exquisite, charming mixed-race beauty, and asked, "Why did you suddenly think of practicing fighting today?" The charm of old men.
Aren't these Annie and Mr. Bill? Why are they here in F Jiawan? Is Fu Qingyang's guest them?
fantuantanshu.
Zhang Yuanqing was taken aback and quickly leaned over to the window to observe carefully.
Guan Ya followed his gaze and saw two foreigners entering the villa through the landscaping trees. She paused briefly on the beautiful Annie, and then glanced at Yuanshi, who couldn't wait to dig out his eyeballs and throw them outside.
Guan Ya grinded her teeth and felt inexplicably irritable. "Stop looking, start training." Guan Ya rose into the air, and her long, straight legs quickly clamped Zhang Yuanqing.
She twisted her waist in the air, rolling like a crocodile, and slammed Zhang Yuanqing on the elm floor with a thud. "+, you don't speak martial ethics!" Zhang Yuanqing said angrily.
The two quickly fought, and there was a burst of rapid "slapping" sounds in the fighting room.
In the green and colorful courtyard, Bill Tarantino suddenly turned his head and looked towards the west side of the villa. "What's wrong?" Annie asked.
Bill Tarantino retracted his gaze and smiled, "It seems like someone was watching us just now."
Annie showed a charming and charming smile: "Isn't it normal to stare at us? Who can resist my charm." Bill retracted his gaze: "That's true, so beautiful lady, can you use your beauty to seduce the young master of the Fu family and win the greatest benefits for us?" "Of course!" Annie smiled.
An hour later, Zhang Yuanqing left the fighting room with a bruised nose and swollen face and entered the adjacent shower room to take a shower.
Really, I don't know how to be gentle, I didn't use the Dragon Claw Hand that has been lost for many years on her. Zhang Yuanqing returned to the living room, looked out at the door, and found that the black luxury car was still there.
Then he entered the restaurant, enjoyed the food prepared by the bunny girl, and replenished his strength.
He cut off a piece of steak, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, suddenly thinking of Fu Qingyang's family, which has huge industries abroad, and this guy grew up abroad like Guan Ya when he was young.
So it's normal for him to have contact with Spirit Realm practitioners abroad.
Zhang Yuanqing slowly chewed and swallowed a piece of steak, picked up a bowl filled with mashed potatoes, and scooped it up spoon by spoon. The soft and smooth mashed potatoes were mixed with special sauce and pepper, which was moderately salty and endless aftertaste.
After eating the mashed potatoes, a burst of footsteps came from the direction of the stairs, accompanied by Ling Jun's courteous voice:
"Miss Annie, don't rush to leave, I don't know if I have the honor to invite you to dinner. Fu Qingyang is a abstinent pervert and doesn't know how to respect ladies, but I do, Miss Annie, Miss Annie?"
Zhang Yuanqing quickly poked out half of his head and looked out. He saw Mr. Bill and Miss Annie walking out quickly, as if they didn't want to stay for a moment. Ling Jun, who was wearing flip-flops, followed beside him, saying Miss Annie on the left and dinner on the right.
The whole lick the dog.
Unfortunately, Ling Jun, the prince, did not get even a glance from Annie, and took a luxury car away from Fu Jiawan. Zhang Yuanqing came out with a greasy sausage and smiled:
"Although the foreign horse has good quality, it is too strong and has high eyes. It seems difficult to control. Young Master Ling Jun should continue to drive domestically." Ling Jun shrugged and lay down on the soft sofa: "I don't know if it's strong or not, but the vision is really high, and ordinary Spirit Realm practitioners can't see it." "Generally?" Zhang Yuanqing swallowed the sausage: "Didn't you tell her your identity? You are one of the best princes in mainland China." Ling Jun "haha" twice: "I'm teasing her. There are hundreds of charming dry reds in the world worth savoring, but only the women of the American God Association can't touch, they are roses with thorns. Well, the American God Association, you know, is a group of "love and desire" professions composed of.
The same level will not work.
"They are foreign Spirit Realm practitioners? What are they doing here?" Zhang Yuanqing took the opportunity to inquire.
"What else can the Void profession do, of course, it's doing business. The Songhai branch will sort out and sell some props and materials with low cost performance or excessive inventory every year. The Void profession is a merchant in the Spirit Realm world. They have a strong obsession with trade. Therefore, the Chamber of Commerce composed of Void professions has inventories that far exceed all organizations in the world, and the types are also the most abundant.
"As long as you can afford it, props and materials of all professions can be bought from them. In previous years, June and December were the trading days. Of course, the elders would not care about these trivial matters. After Fu Qingyang came, the task of trade was handed over to him. Just now Annie kept flirting during the negotiation, trying to use beauty to corrupt our Comrade Fu, which is sinister."
I can sell or barter the eliminated and useless props to Mr. Bill in the future, which is much more cost-effective than handing them over to the branch. After all, points and merits are no longer useful to me at present.
Zhang Yuanqing thought of Annie's angry back as she left: "As a result, the centurion was not fooled?"
Ling Jun rolled his eyes: "Not only did he not take the bait, but that guy said with a serious face that if this transaction also includes Miss Annie's body, then you have to pay me an extra mental damage fee."
It's too bad. Zhang Yuanqing covered his face silently.
He found that Fu Qingyang was actually a bit of a bad mouth. The longer he spent time with him, the more he would find that under the cold and abstinent appearance was a poisonous tongue soul. He could imagine what happened later without Ling Jun telling him.
"Business, you always have to haggle, they have to come in a few days. A large number of materials and props in the Songhai branch are deadly attractive to the Void profession." After Ling Jun finished speaking, he said, "Did you use the unique trick that has been lost for a long time on Guan Ya again?" "No, I didn't do anything this time, she came up and hit me." Zhang Yuanqing said very aggrievedly. Ling Jun looked like "I understand" and said earnestly:
"Yuanshi, I have recently met many beauties in Songhai, and I will recommend a few to you later. They are very considerate, very gentle and virtuous, and very charming, as long as you have money." Zhang Yuanqing took out his mobile phone while saying righteously, "I am not that kind of person!" The next day.
After Zhang Yuanqing had breakfast, he went out with his little aunt. In the carriage, Jiang Yuer, carrying a small bag, and Zhang Yuanqing, carrying a backpack, stood side by side. The bright and illuminating elevator door clearly reflected the figures of the two people.
Jiang Yuer's dress today is very simple, a light yellow short sleeve, slim-fitting cropped trousers, and a pair of white running shoes.
This outfit shows her figure very well and adds a bit of youthful vitality. Coupled with that sweet and well-behaved face, it seems that she is just a well-developed girl. Instead of a 25-year-old young woman.
Zhang Yuanqing admired the beauty of his little aunt in the "mirror". Her facial features, apart from being delicate and lovely, are also her skin with a jade-like feel. Looking at this face for a long time, people will suspect that she is a jade beauty.
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Different from those so-called rosy faces.
Jiang Yuer looked up at a forty-five-degree angle and glanced at her nephew's head, and raised her small hand to gesticulate. "Have you grown taller?" she said.
After becoming a Spirit Realm practitioner, his body ushered in a second development, and he did grow four or five centimeters taller.
Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to talk too much about this topic, and at a forty-five-degree angle downwards, he joked, "You've also grown up." Jiang Yuer was furious, waved his hand knife and chopped his nephew's neck: "Bold! You even dare to tease your aunt, is there anything you little beast can't do." The two bickered for a while until the elevator arrived on the first floor and opened the door.
Jiang Yuer immediately regained her well-behaved and reserved posture. With the courtesy of several residents in the building outside the elevator, she took her nephew's arm and stepped out of the carriage. After leaving the building, Zhang Yuanqing got into his little aunt's car and drove to Songhai University.
After the Chi Yuean case ended, he returned to his identity as a college student. He didn't have to go to work during this time. He had to go to class if he had to. He couldn't just idle at home all the time. Grandma would be the first to disagree.
The white car arrived at Songhai University and stopped at the school gate. Zhang Yuanqing waved goodbye to his little aunt. Watching his little aunt's car merge into the traffic, he turned and walked towards the school with his backpack on his back.
Suddenly, he was attracted by a figure at the school gate.
That was a young man wearing sportswear, with handsome features, a sports headband wrapped around his forehead, and a smile on his face. He was a standard sunny handsome guy. Girls entering and leaving the school frequently turned their heads to look at him.
But he turned a blind eye and seriously waved his broom to sweep the dust at the school gate.
Evil Eye Heavenly King Zhang Yuanqing clearly felt his heart skip a beat, and then beat violently and quickly.