A perfectly good person died like this? And it was in such a weird and horrifying way that Zhang Yuanqing stood there in shock, his mind still unable to react.
Fu Qingyang looked calm and sophisticated, took out the access card, opened the iron door, and said in a calm tone:
"Go and see if there is any spirit body left."
"Okay, okay" Zhang Yuanqing came to his senses, put away the shock in his heart, strode into the cell, and stopped beside the bed.
Dark and thick "liquid" appeared in his eyes, covering the whites of his eyes. He looked around for a moment, shook his head and said:
"There is no spirit body left. Chiyue An's soul is gone. He died very cleanly."
As he spoke, the energy in his eye sockets receded and his eyes returned to normal.
Fu Qingyang pondered for a moment, "The Gu Master's curse-killing technique is to curse saints from a distance. The caster is of a very high level. Moreover, he should be able to master Chi Yue'an's birth date, blood, flesh, hair and other things that contain DNA information.
"
Is the organization behind Chi Yue'an's curse-killing technique a psionic society? No, if that's the case, he was found out during the general physical examination. Those who know the curse-killing technique may not be witches and Gu masters, but they may also use the help of
Prop Zhang Yuanqing said solemnly:
"Is the Curse Killing Technique a curse? Is it a skill at the Saint stage of the witchcraft master?"
Speaking of which, he was no stranger to the profession of witch and Gu Master. From "Unjust Heaven" to Hei Wuchang, and then to the boss in Yin Yang Town, they were all witch and Gu masters.
But this was the first time he had seen such a long-range curse-killing ability, and it felt a little scary.
Fu Qingyang slowly put away the wooden shackles and shackles and said:
"The killing curse is a type of curse. In a sense, it is the real curse and the real witchcraft. Among the three major evil professions, the characteristic of the witchcraft master is insidiousness.
"Many times, they do not confront the enemy head-on, but poison them, or look for opportunities to collect the target's information, such as birth date, DNA, photos, etc., and then create a ritual to kill them remotely and reduce their blessings.
"Among them, DNA is the most important. Once it is obtained by a witch and Gu master, it is almost certain to die! Only a few abilities can resolve it."
To put it this way, I have never seen a real witchcraft master at all. From now on, I must pay attention to preserving my DNA. Women of unknown origins must not touch it. DNA is not limited to cells and tissues.
Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath, turned his attention back to business, and said angrily:
"If I had known earlier, I should have killed Wen Ling directly."
"There is no need to regret what happened. The other party chose to kill people and silence them. In fact, they did not bring it upon themselves." Fu Qingyang said.
He always has an attitude of not changing his face even if the mountain collapses, and he has strong confidence in everything.
"Is she really Chi Yue'an's ex-wife?" Zhang Yuanqing said solemnly.
Fu Qingyang said "hmm": "It's most likely, but Chi Yue'an is already dead. There is no evidence of her death. She is not a member of the Five Elements Alliance, so there is no way to force a physical examination. There is nothing we can do to her for the time being."
He turned his head to look at his confidants, shook his head and sighed: "I heard that the old aunt of the Zhu family is very vindictive. You harmed her ex-husband and cut off her financial resources. There is no guarantee that she will not retaliate against you. However, I think you have already owed a debt."
It’s so overwhelming.”
Zhang Yuanqing was shocked when he thought of Chi Yue'an's tragic death:
"Centurion, these powerful enemies and forces that I have provoked are all for our organization. The organization should be responsible for me instead of mocking me."
Fu Qingyang said calmly:
"The curse requires a medium. Please take care of your DNA. There is nothing to be afraid of. Is it possible that she still comes to your door and asks for your hair?"
Zhang Yuanqing said: "I'm just afraid that old aunt will seduce me."
Fu Qingyang thought for a while and said: "I will warn her. This case is not over yet. Let's come back to her to settle the case when we have the opportunity. We also need to confirm again, just in case it's not her."
Zhang Yuanqing nodded, as long as the suspect is locked, the same will happen in the future.
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:
"You go find Guan Ya. The guests I made will arrive in ten minutes."
On the first floor of the villa, the fighting room on the west side.
Guan Ya was wearing loose exercise clothes and pressing her legs by the window. A few meters away was Zhang Yuanqing who was doing the same stretching.
Although Fu Qingyang will warn the old aunt of the Zhu family, she may not take this breath. The curse-killing technique is difficult to guard against. If I am careless, I may capsize in the gutter.
Zhang Yuanqing had the urgent idea of improving his strength.
It takes time to open the dungeon, so don't rush it. There are currently two ways to improve your strength in reality. One is to wait for the official arena competition to start, get a good ranking, and get rewards.
The second is to hunt down an evil profession in the extraordinary stage, refine it into an Inferi, and become a true, outstanding and powerful person in the extraordinary stage.
The focus for the next period of time will be on these two things.
Of course, we still have to avoid the "hunt" from the Demon Eye King. I really hope that the branch elders can quickly deal with the extreme and angry youth.
This guy can't sleep well if he doesn't get rid of it for a day.
Zhang Yuanqing retracted his thoughts, turned to look at the exquisite and charming mixed-race beauty, and asked:
"Why did you suddenly think of practicing fighting today?"
I suddenly want to beat you today, Guan Ya thought bitterly, with a smile on her face: "I haven't fought for a while, let's see if your level has deteriorated."
Zhang Yuanqing said "ha": "I'm at home these days, but I practice my steps and punches every day."
At this time, he was staring at the floor-to-ceiling windows and saw a black luxury car parked outside the villa. The door opened and a blonde beauty stepped out. Her skin was as white and tender as milk, and her body was toned and plump.
After her, another middle-aged man came down, wearing a well-dressed formal suit, with short light brown hair, and fine crow's feet at the corners of his eyes. His eyes were deep and full of vicissitudes, and he had the charm of a middle-aged old man.
Isn't this Annie and Mr. Bill? Why did they come to Fujiawan?
Are they the guests Fu Qingyang mentioned?
Zhang Yuanqing was taken aback and hurriedly lay down by the window and watched carefully.
Guan Ya followed his gaze and saw the two foreigners entering the villa through the landscape trees. She paused for a moment on the beauty Annie, and then glanced at Yuan Shi who wanted to pluck out her eyeballs and throw them outside.
Guan Ya grinded her teeth, feeling irritated for no reason.
"Stop looking and start training."
Guan Ya rose into the air and quickly clamped Zhang Yuanqing's legs between her two long, straight legs.
She twisted her waist in the air, rolled like a crocodile, and landed Zhang Yuanqing on the elm floor.
"Fuck, you don't respect martial ethics!" Zhang Yuanqing was furious.
The two started fighting quickly, and there was a rapid "snap" sound in the fighting room.
In the lush green courtyard, Bill Tarantino suddenly turned his head and looked to the west side of the villa.
"What's wrong?"
Anne asked.
Bill Tarantino looked away and smiled: "It seemed like someone was watching us just now."
Anne showed a charming smile: "Isn't it normal to stare at us? Who can resist my charm?"
Bill withdrew his gaze: "That's true. Such a beautiful lady, can you use your beauty to seduce the young master of the Fu family and get the best interests for us?"
"Of course!" Annie smiled.
An hour later, Zhang Yuanqing left the fighting room with a bruised nose and face, and went into the shower room next door to take a shower.
Really, I didn’t do it lightly or harshly, 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 and enjoyed the food prepared by the bunny girl to replenish his energy.
He cut off a piece of steak, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly. He suddenly thought that Fu Qingyang's family had huge industries abroad. This guy, like Guan Ya, grew up abroad when he was young.
So it's normal for him to interact with people from abroad.
Zhang Yuanqing chewed slowly and finished a piece of steak. He picked up a bowl full of mashed potatoes and dug in spoonful after spoonful. The soft and fragrant mashed potatoes were mixed with the taste of special sauce and pepper. They were moderately salty and left an endless aftertaste.
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After finishing the mashed potatoes, there was a sound of footsteps coming from the direction of the stairs, accompanied by Ling Jun's attentive voice:
"Miss Anne, don't leave in a hurry. I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to dinner. Fu Qingyang is an ascetic pervert and doesn't know how to respect ladies, but I understand, Miss Anne, Miss Anne?"
Zhang Yuanqing quickly stuck out half of his head and looked outside. He saw Mr. Bill and Miss Anne striding out, as if they didn't want to stay for a moment.
Lingjun, who was wearing flip-flops, was following beside him, saying Miss Anne on the left and having dinner with him on the right.
A whole lick of dog.
Unfortunately, Prince Lingjun's attentiveness did not earn Annie a second look, and she drove away from Fujiawan in a luxury car.
Zhang Yuanqing came out with a piece of greasy sausage and said with a smile:
"Although the Yangma looks good, it is too hot-tempered and has too high an eye. It seems difficult to control. Young Master Lingjun should continue to build a domestic horse."
Lingjun shrugged and lay down on the soft sofa: "I don't know if he has a strong temper or not, but he does have high standards and doesn't look down on ordinary people."
"Average?" Zhang Yuanqing swallowed the sausage and said, "Didn't you tell her your identity? You are one of the best princes in mainland China."
Lingjun said "haha" twice:
"I was teasing her. There are a thousand beauties in the world that are worth savoring, but the women of the Beauty God Association cannot be touched. They are roses with thorns. Well, you know, the Beauty God Association is a group of "love" professionals.
"Women in this profession have a skill. They can ask for a price from the opposite sex they have had a relationship with. Therefore, the top management of the American God Association are all famous. No, they are lovers all over the world. They rely on sleeping with men to dominate abroad.
"
Zhang Yuanqing showed a shocked expression in response: "There is such a profession in the world. Which stage does this skill belong to? Saint or extraordinary?"
"I remember it seemed to be in the extraordinary stage. Alas, that Anne just now, if I read it correctly, should be in the saint stage, but it's a pity," Lingjun said disappointedly.
If it is a stunner in the extraordinary stage, he can use his level to suppress her, force her to have sex for free, and refuse to pay the price.
Not at the same level.
"Are they from abroad? What are they doing here?" Zhang Yuanqing took the opportunity to inquire.
"What else the Void profession can do, of course, is to do business. Every year, the Songhai branch will sort out some props and materials with low cost performance or excessive stock for sale. The Void profession is a businessman in the spiritual world, and they have a strong understanding of trade.
Strong obsession, therefore, the merchant union composed of void professions has an inventory that far exceeds that of any organization in the world, and the variety is also the richest.
"As long as you can afford the money, you can buy props and materials for all major professions from them. In previous years, June and December were trading days. Of course the elders would not care about these trivial matters. After Fu Qingyang came, the trade
The task is left to him. That Anne just now kept ogling during the negotiation and tried to use her beauty to corrupt our Comrade Fu. Her intentions are sinister."
In the future, I can sell the props that I no longer need to use to Mr. Bill, or barter them, which is much more cost-effective than turning it over to the branch.
After all, points and merit are of little use to me now.
Zhang Yuanqing thought of Anne's back angrily leaving: "In the end, the centurion didn't take the trap?"
Lingjun rolled his eyes: "It's not just that I didn't get caught, the guy said with a serious face, if this transaction also includes Miss Anne's body, then you have to pay me an additional amount of mental damages."
Grab the bamboo shoots. Zhang Yuanqing silently covered his face.
He discovered that Fu Qingyang was actually a sharp-tongued person. The longer he got along with him, the more he discovered that beneath the cold and ascetic appearance was a poisonous-tongued soul.
What happened next, Lingjun didn't need to tell, he could imagine it.
"In business, you have to bargain. They will come back in a few days. The Songhai branch's large amount of materials and props are fatally attractive to the Void profession." After Lingjun finished speaking, he said:
"Did you use the long-lost trick on Guan Ya again?"
"No, I didn't do anything this time, and she hit me when she came up." Zhang Yuanqing said aggrievedly.
Lingjun had an "I understand" expression on his face and said sincerely:
"Yuanshi, I have met a lot of beauties in Songhai recently. I would like to recommend you a few. They are very considerate, gentle, virtuous and charming. As long as you have money."
Zhang Yuanqing took out his mobile phone and said righteously: "I'm not that kind of person!"
The next day.
Zhang Yuanqing had breakfast and went out with his aunt. In the car, Jiang Yuyi, who was carrying a small bag, and Zhang Yuanqing, who was carrying a backpack, stood side by side.
The bright elevator door clearly reflected the figures of the two people.
Jiang Yuyi's outfit today is very simple, with light yellow short sleeves, slim cropped pants, and a pair of white running shoes.
This outfit showed off her figure very well and added a bit of youthfulness and liveliness. Coupled with her sweet and well-behaved face, it seemed like she was just a well-developed girl.
Not a 25-year-old young woman.
Zhang Yuanqing admired the beauty of his aunt in the "mirror". In addition to her delicate and lovely facial features, her skin had a jade-like texture. After looking at this face for a long time, he would suspect that she was a jade beauty.
It is different from those so-called fair and rosy faces.
Jiang Yubai looked up at a 45-degree angle, took a few glances at his nephew's head, and raised his little hand to make gestures.
"Have you grown taller?" she said.
After I became pregnant, my body experienced a second growth, and I did grow four to five centimeters taller.
Zhang Yuanqing did not want to say more on this topic, so he looked down at 45 degrees and joked: "You have grown up too."
Jiang Yuyi was furious and brandished his knife and slashed the back of his nephew's neck: "How brave! You dare to molest your aunt, what else can't you, a little beast like you, do?"
The two of them fought and fussed for a while until the elevator reached the first floor and opened the door.
Jiang Yuyi immediately resumed her reserved posture as a good girl, and with the courtesy of several residents in the building outside the elevator, she took her nephew's arm and stepped out of the car.
After leaving the building, Zhang Yuanqing got into his aunt's car and headed to Songhai University.
After Chi Yue'an's case was over, he resumed his status as a college student. During this period, he did not have to go to work. He had to go to class when he had to, and he could not stay idle at home all the time. Grandma was the first to refuse.
The white car arrived at Songhai University and stopped at the school gate. Zhang Yuanqing waved goodbye to his aunt.
Watching his aunt's car merge into traffic, he turned around and walked towards school with his backpack on his back.
Suddenly, he was attracted by a figure at the school gate.
He 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 looked at him sideways.
But he turned a blind eye and waved the broom seriously to clean the dust at the school gate.
Demon Eye King Zhang Yuanqing clearly felt that his heart skipped a beat, and then started beating violently and rapidly.
