The Storm Duke was wearing his own black robe with gold thread, sitting in the huge living room. Black Spider said calmly: "It is now confirmed that joker is in our western continent. I'm sorry, I couldn't find him."
The curse is limited by distance. Since the elders of the Arbiter organization have successfully cast the spell, it means that the joker is indeed here, and the white man's light that suddenly appears is probably the joker.
However, Qingchen must have come on the King's Landing, but she failed to catch him. This was her dereliction of duty.
Duke Storm sat in the darkness and looked at her calmly: "Accept punishment."
Black Spider pursed his lips, slowly took off his black leather clothes, took off his high heels, revealing his body covered with whip marks, and knelt on the ground with his back to the Storm Duke.
The crisp crack of whips sounded in the Duke's living room, but no one wailed.
Twenty minutes later, the metal gate outside the living room opened. Black Spider had put on his clothes again and walked out with no strange expression. He ordered his subordinates: "Keep an eye on the 18 farms and spread out all our spies.
I must find the joker."
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The rich second generation in Farm No. 18 have not yet emerged from the superconducting world.
Qingchen was watching the news on his mobile phone in the living room. Someone captured the profile of the attacker in Blackwater City at night. A 12-second video went viral on the Internet. The attacker was seen standing on huge scarlet hands, walking between the walls.
For a while, it looked ghostly and crazy.
Immediately afterwards, the surveillance video of a Level 2 cathedral in Blackwater City also appeared. Zhong Yu was slaughtering the priests inside, with an evil spirit...
Everyone in the Western Continent was speculating on the identity of the attacker, but Qingchen was the only one who recognized him at a glance.
He originally thought that Zhong Yu would carefully avoid being pursued after being thrown over, but he didn't expect that the other party would be so unscrupulous.
From a certain perspective, the opponent is now better at hiding than Qingchen, and as a demigod, he also has powerful destructive capabilities.
I have to say that Yan Liuyuan did the right thing by placing Zhong Yu here.
With Zhongyu protecting him, the things Qingchen did were not big news.
And the most important point is that the goal of Qingchen's trip is to turn the Western Continent upside down. After all, the technological differences between the Eastern and Western Continents are there. If no one makes trouble, the Eastern Continent really can't be defeated.
Qingchen was even thinking, is it possible for him to take advantage of Zhongyu's existence, or even join forces with him?
If it can be done, I'm afraid the entire Western Continent will have a headache.
However, the other party is in Blackwater City and he is in Storm City, hundreds of kilometers apart from each other. Without a legitimate reason, he has no chance to find Zhongyu...
Wait, after I came to the Western Continent, I experienced a real virtual world first.
So when Zhongyu comes, will he experience it like himself?
If so, you can definitely find each other in the superconducting world.
Qingchen saw that the rich second generation had not left the game, so he patrolled the farm. He talked with every slave, just to find out the mastermind of the resistance among these slaves.
He remembered the other party's voice, and as long as the other party did not dismantle the bomb behind his ear and escape, he would definitely be able to find the other party.
Qingchen stood in front of a black man and asked: "How are the grapes this year?"
The black man put down the scissors he was pruning the grapevines and said respectfully: "Master Butler, the sunshine conditions are very good this year, and there will definitely be a bumper harvest of grapes."
Qingchen nodded and said harshly: "If the fruit rot rate exceeds 12%, be careful with your skin."
Until he saw a black man whose eyes were deliberately avoiding his eyes, he walked over and asked, "What's your name?"
"Master Butler, my name is Odrew," the black man said in a low voice.
Qingchen knew that it was this person!
But I saw that the black man was holding the scissors tightly in his hand, and the veins on his arms were beating, as if he was very nervous.
Qingchen pretended not to see the other party's reaction and asked seriously: "Have you ever heard of the superconducting world before?"
The black man whispered: "I've heard that...it's said that it's the same as the real world."
Suddenly, just as Qingchen was about to say something more, he noticed a gust of cold wind blowing over him.
Others might think it was the morning breeze, but to him, no detail, no matter how small, would be missed.
This cold wind came out of nowhere, without any warning or trajectory.
It was an inexplicable power attached to him, like a weird bone-eroding spell, as if someone was chanting something in the sky, changing his destiny in an evil way.
It's like... everyone has just entered a forbidden place.
Qingchen thought: Is this the function of forbidden objects? Or is it the black magic of the judge? He couldn't tell for the time being.
What is this negative impact? Can people outside the three realms be exempted? He is not sure.
At this time, he was not wearing a bracelet on his hand. After all, he wanted to disguise himself as a butler. If the butler suddenly had a bracelet on his hand for no reason, it would be equivalent to forcibly exposing his whereabouts.
There was nothing unusual on Qingchen's face. He walked calmly to the villa, preparing to take the Three Realms Outer from the hiding place to see if he could be exempted from the judgment.
However, he suddenly discovered that the white driver had been quietly following him, seemingly talking to the slaves, but his attention was entirely on him.
Not only that, but some of the slaves on the farm also looked strange. They didn't seem to be working, but more like they were detecting whether there was any abnormality in all the slaves.
It is said that the spies of the Adjudicator organization monitor the world for the Lord of Storms and infiltrate into every corner of society. Everyone must be careful in their words and deeds... It is true.
Qingchen contacted this sudden change and suddenly wondered if the black spider was going to use this method to find him out?
His mind is already on high alert, and all the information in the surrounding environment is gathered in his mind, always ready.
On the way, he saw a stone lying on the ground. If he walked over it at a normal pace, he would probably step on it and slip.
Qingchen walked over nonchalantly.
After walking a few steps further, he saw a gardener passing by carrying a messy toolbox. The toolbox was in disarray, and the scissors inside could fall to the ground at any time. If they dropped when passing by Qingchen, they would probably fall directly.
Pricked on Qingchen's feet.
But before he could get closer, Qingchen scolded you from afar: "As a gardener, you can't even organize your tool box. If I see you so sloppy again, I'll give you a whip first!"
The slave hurriedly knelt down and tidied his tool box.
Continuing forward to the door of the villa, he saw a slave preparing to turn on the automatic sprinkler system on the lawn, and three of the nozzles were pointed in Qingchen's direction.
Qingchen said coldly: "Don't worry about the lawn for now. Go and clean the wheels of the car. Remember to wipe them with a deerskin cloth. Next time if I find dust on the young master's car, I will let you know what pain is."
"
The slave thought for a while, 100 squats, 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100...it seemed quite painful. He just dropped what he was doing and went to clean the car.
Out of the corner of my eye, the new driver was hanging around behind me, observing.
And Qingchen's life seemed to be suddenly intertwined by bad luck.
Although the ubiquitous misfortune did not cause death, Qingchen already understood why the driver wanted to observe him.
However, in his eyes, he is in danger at every turn and may be accidentally selected at any time.
But in the eyes of others, those crises had been resolved before they even appeared, so in the eyes of others, he was still the mean housekeeper, nothing unusual.
Qingchen can see details that others cannot see!
He turned back to look at the driver: "Breakfast in the kitchen should be ready. Go and eat some quickly. Don't wait for the young master to set off. You haven't eaten yet. I have noticed that you have been wandering around the manor since just now. Remember, follow the young master.
You can’t be so idle around me.”
The driver was stunned for a moment: "Hey... okay, I'll go now."
The driver was a little confused. Could it be that this key observation target was not the person they were looking for? But it was normal. After all, the executioner had listed more than ninety key observation targets, and he was not so lucky to directly encounter someone who had committed a crime.
Opportunity isn't it.
At this moment.
The judges in the air fortress are still waiting for news. The curse spell they worked hard for two hours to recite correctly must have some effect, right?
However, what they don't know is that there are really people in this world who can predict disasters based on calculations, and even seek good luck and avoid disasters just by relying on their brains...
Qingchen had already determined that this was the judge's black magic, and he had heard about it for a long time.
The other party must have cursed his name!
Qingchen was not sure whether the Three Realms Outsiders could be exempted from this thing.
But he always feels that people outside the Three Realms can be exempted from the curse, because the function of this thing is not much different from that of forbidden objects. Fortunately, doesn’t the forbidden object in his hand also have the same function?
The Hu Intelligence Agency's description of Outside the Three Realms is that it can be exempted from the rule determination of taboo objects.
But the problem is that the Eastern Continent Federation does not have any other inheritance to try out other functions of the three external worlds, so will the judgment of the Hu organization still be a bit one-sided?
Qingchen didn't know, but he wanted to try.
After walking quickly back to his room, he carefully opened the bathroom ceiling and put the Three Realms Outer back on his wrist.
In an instant, the lingering wind disappeared without a trace.
"It works!" Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he can predict the good and bad fortune caused by accidents in details, it would be too miserable to watch him 24 hours a day, and what should he do if he encounters an accident while sleeping?
Once someone discovers that he is suffering from bad luck, won't his identity be exposed at the same time?
But at this moment, Qingchen suddenly felt that the Three Realms on his wrist had sucked some of the thunder slurry from the Wanshen Leiji from his body.
Strangely enough, there was nothing unusual after the three external worlds absorbed the thunder plasma, just like usual.
"What are you doing absorbing thunder plasma?" Qingchen was filled with doubts.
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On the air fortress, the elders of the Advocate organization sat quietly in a dark room, with materials placed in front of each of them, such as dried antlers, candles mixed with rose essence, three-day-old lamb eyeballs, etc., all made of
Something to assist in casting the curse.
They are waiting for feedback from the spies to see if the curse has been fulfilled.
But what's interesting is that for the sake of safety, everyone continued to cast spells to avoid any mistakes. For four hours, the elders succeeded a total of twelve times.
This is also the reason why Qingchen encountered so many disasters. He was cursed by many people.
Of course, there were also some unlucky ones whose names were mispronounced, and it was particularly painful for Qingchen to be implicated at this time.
"I wonder if Black Spider has found the joker? He is plagued by bad luck, and his target must be very big."
"We should be able to find it. Anyway, we have tried our best," the kind-hearted elder said patiently.
However, at this moment, a voice suddenly came from the dark room: "It's a method I've never seen before, but...it's not worth mentioning."
But I saw a golden shadow appear in the room, with thunder wrapped around its body, and a palm imprinted on a certain elder: "Get out."
With a bang, the elder, who was excited just now because of the success of the spell, was hit by a bolt of thunder and turned backwards five or six times.
This was not over yet, the golden bald shadow shot continuously, beating the three adjudicator elders to a pulp before gradually disappearing.
Before leaving, the rich voice said: "Amitabha."
This one is still a warrior monk...
In the dark room, everyone was dumbfounded. They had only seen people who could not be cursed in their lives, such as the fortune teller of the Roosevelt family.
But they have never seen anyone chase after the curse and fight back after it failed!
How did that phantom appear just now? Who is he?
If you don't want to take the curse, then you won't take the curse. Why are you chasing after someone and beating him up?
In fact, a monk who can extract exemptions from all rules is a bug-like existence in itself. What kind of state does a person have to be able to extract such taboo objects?
