"Yu'er is back, the evil beast is worshiping God in the room!"
Grandma also has a bad mouth.
The aunt made a clear "Oh" sound, and a few seconds later, the bedroom door was violently pushed open with a "clang".
The Elvis speaker immediately stopped singing "Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful".
Zhang Yuanqing, who was lying flat on the bed, turned his head and looked towards the door. He saw his aunt who had been away for many days. Her hair was carefully taken care of, slightly fluffy and loose, with curls at the ends, highlighting her round face.
Wearing beige high-waisted casual pants, a white printed three-quarter sleeve women's T-shirt, flat sandals, and a small black bag hanging on her shoulder.
Although she is 25 years old, she is forced to look like a girl next door.
The aunt stood at the door and looked at it for a few seconds, rolled her eyes, and said with disgust:
"Unclean people!"
"What?" Zhang Yuanqing didn't respond.
The aunt threw away her bag, ran to the bedside in a few steps, showed off the martial arts moves she learned from the TV series, bowed and lowered her waist, and slashed her nephew's head with the knife, and said angrily:
"Unclean people!"
Zhang Yuanqing understood. She was disgusted with the fact that she had a girlfriend.
"Unclean person, unclean person." The aunt maintained a lunge posture, sheathed her knife and chopped it off with a "dong dong" sound.
Damn it, Zhang Yuanqing was so furious that he straightened his waist and abdomen, spread his legs and pinched his aunt's slim waist, then spun around and "dazzled" her on the bed.
Zhang Yuanqing turned over and sat up, lowered his butt towards Jiang Yu'er's round buttocks, made a Wu Song-like gesture of fighting a tiger, and said:
"Jiang Yu'er, since you are so aggressive, don't blame my nephew for defeating you."
Jiang Yu'er was suppressed on the bed, her waist and legs straightened, but she couldn't flip her nephew over. Fortunately, she had a pair of long legs, so she slapped her legs hard and attacked her nephew with her heels.
Zhang Yuanqing said helplessly:
"I've been out on a mission for the past three days. I lied to grandma about my girlfriend and everything."
When Jiang Yu'er heard this, he stopped attacking and his eyes lit up:
"Doing a task? What kind of task? Tell me about it."
Of course Zhang Yuanqing couldn't tell her, he hummed:
"How can you, an ordinary person, know about national affairs? Don't ask any more questions."
When the aunt heard this, she kicked her legs and started to attack again.
While they were making a fuss, an angry shout suddenly came from the door of the bedroom:
"How old are you guys, and you are still fooling around all day long!"
Grandma stood at the door with her hands on her hips, glaring at her daughter and grandson.
Zhang Yuanqing immediately rolled off his aunt's back, and Jiang Yu'er also jumped up and separated quickly. They both said in unison:
"Jiang Yu'er (Zhang Yuanqing) made the first move."
Grandma looked at her daughter coldly and scolded:
"Get down."
My aunt got out of bed with a poop.
The grandmother bent down to pick up the bag at her feet, carried it in her hand, held her daughter's ear with her other hand, and caught her out.
Hum hum, grandma is still very perceptive. After Zhang Yuanqing won the battle, humming he got out of bed, sat at the desk, turned on the computer, logged into the official database, and prepared to search for the person "Lian Sanyue".
With his authority and control, as long as it is officially registered, he can find it.
"Zizi~"
The Elvis Presley speaker regained its vitality and began to play persistently: "You are so beautiful, you are so beautiful~"
It can be seen that Empress Sandaoshan has caused a lot of psychological shadow to it, and she has not recovered from it until now.
Zhang Yuanqing said to the Elvis Presley speaker while typing "Lian March":
"Beauty comes, beauty goes, it's just this one, can you change it to something fresh?"
The Elvis Presley speakers follow the good news, and after a burst of "sizzling" electricity, the music floats:
"Chicken, you are so beautiful, ah Beibei~ Chicken, you are so beautiful, ah Beibei~"
Zhang Yuanqing grabbed the Elvis speaker and threw it under the bed. At the same time, staring at the computer screen, he saw the query results showing that the target you were looking for was not found.
No such person? He frowned.
"Most of the people Brother Bing knows are not official. Their research on props is at its peak. I remember that the 'Bachelor' only has the ability to mass-produce props when he reaches the Dominator level."
To sum up, this Lian Sanyue, who is a master, is probably a wild cultivator and has not been officially registered.
After thinking for a few seconds, he dialed the life coach's mobile phone. After the other party connected, he asked directly:
"Lingjun, have you ever heard of the person "Lian Sanyue"?"
"Lian Sanyue? What is his relationship with Fenghuo?"
Zhang Yuanqing said to himself, why do you and Demon Lord play the same jokes? Sure enough, they are both Neptunes, even the bad taste is the same.
"You haven't heard of it either? Okay, I understand." Before hanging up, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly thought of something and said:
"Lingjun, if one day you find out that I said something I shouldn't have said, it may, um, involve your family, you have to forgive me."
When Lingjun heard this, he laughed:
"If it's my stallion, me, and those brothers and sisters, you're welcome to get involved. It's best to let them be ruined."
Do you actually have such complicated feelings for your father, brothers and sisters? Zhang Yuanqing didn't say much and hung up the phone.
Putting the phone on the table, I made a judgment in my mind.
Lingjun, this playboy, although he was a piece of garbage hand-picked by Fu Qingyang and was of no importance, he was also famous for a long time and well-informed. He was different from a newbie like him who had been practicing for two and a half months.
Lingjun didn't know this person, so even March's identity could be confirmed.
Dominant-level casual cultivators have never been officially registered.
"The profession of bachelor is different from other professions. It emphasizes academic discussion and teamwork. It is difficult for one person to conduct research. That Lian March, even if he is not an official, must have contacts with the "bachelor" group."
"When I have time, I can find the three bachelors to inquire about it. Well, why don't I use an astrolabe to deduce it?"
He patted his head and remembered this newly acquired prop.
You can completely use the deduction ability of the astrolabe to get enlightenment without having to work hard to find someone.
I am now a star official and no longer a night wandering god. I need to adjust my mentality quickly. Zhang Yuanqing got up, closed and locked the bedroom door.
Return to the desk and push aside the computer, water glass and other sundries.
He reached into the void and pulled out a disc the size of a face. The astrolabe was made of black iron, heavy and completely black. The stars in the sky were depicted on the disc and dotted with silver paint.
Like a dazzling Milky Way in the night.
Zhang Yuanchang held the disk with his hand and slowly entered the power of the stars. The bright star rays of light flowed along the disk like water, lighting up the stars engraved on it.
The next second, the Big Dipper, the Purple Star, the Twenty-Four Constellations, etc., all separated from the astrolabe, condensing in the mid-air like holographic projections.
Immediately, the stars in the sky rotated rapidly, creating a gorgeous star vortex.
Ten seconds later, the sea of stars that filled half of the room turned into a stream of light and rushed toward Zhang Yuanqing's eyebrows, entering his sea of consciousness.
A picture suddenly flashed through Zhang Yuanqing's mind.
It was a small Jiangnan town with an ancient charm, with white walls, black tiles, and bluestone roads. In the back alley, a handsome young man was leaning against the wall, breathing heavily, as if he had just experienced a battle.
Next to the young man, there was a thin man with a pale face eating lotus roots, and Guan Ya, who was aiming a rifle ahead and pursed her lips in a cold line.
He knew this young man—Li Chunfeng!
The background is a copy of Yin Yang Town.
The next second, the screen shattered, Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes suddenly, his face full of shock.
The revelation given by the deduction is Li Chunfeng?
Li Chunfeng knows Lian Sanyue? Yes, he is also a bachelor and a casual cultivator.
It is very possible that even March is also a casual cultivator, so it is not surprising that there is a connection between the two.
In fact, Li Chunfeng is probably Lian Sanyue's subordinate, just like Xiao Yuan and Kou Beiyue are Uncle Wuhen's "subordinates".
It is inevitable for a casual cultivator in the realm of domination to cultivate his own team.
"Fortunately, I left Li Chunfeng's contact information. I will contact him when Fu Qingyang comes out of the killing dungeon and handles the trivial matters around him."
The sun sets in the west, and the setting sun looks like blood.
At the dinner table, a family of five enjoys dinner.
The young and mature cousin, holding the bowl, looked at his cousin and said:
"I heard from grandma that you have a girlfriend?"
"Yeah!" Zhang Yuanqing responded vaguely.
Chen Yuanjun nodded slightly and took a bite of lettuce, "If things are going well, you can consider living together and bringing your girlfriend back to your own home. Anyway, my aunt's flat is empty."
If I really catch up with Guan Ya, I can really consider it. Zhang Yuanqing said perfunctorily:
"talk later!
"By the way, cousin, grandma said you have been working overtime to investigate cases these days? What happened again?"
Chen Yuanjun swallowed the food and frowned, with the Sichuan pattern highlighted, "Recently, the public security departments in various districts of Songhai have received many missing persons cases. No one is alive or dead, and no corpses are found. The missing people are all young and beautiful girls. Because a while ago,
In the case of Tongquelou, the superiors are very sensitive to this kind of time. The General Administration of Public Security called us to a meeting to discuss it."
Is another young woman missing? Zhang Yuanqing frowned secretly and asked calmly:
"Any clues?"
Chen Yuanjun frowned more deeply, looked strange, and said:
"We retrieved the last surveillance records of all the missing persons and found that they had actively avoided surveillance cameras before they disappeared. After visiting and investigating, we found no threats to these girls.
"Currently, there are as many as 30 cases of missing young women compiled by various local public security bureaus. We cannot rule out that there are still some that have not been reported."
He took a chopstick of rice and said:
"However, we have identified a suspicious person who appeared in the surveillance of the three women before they disappeared. We are currently investigating this person."
It sounds very weird. It doesn't look like a normal disappearance case. If it is involved, I have to take care of it. It is very dangerous for ordinary people like my cousin to be involved.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing lowered his eyes and secretly turned on astrology.
A bright galaxy quietly appeared in his eyes and disappeared in a flash.
He raised his head again and stared at the "vicissitudes" of his cousin.
I saw a layer of rich blood light between Chen Yuanjun's eyes. This indicates that he will suffer a blood disaster in the near future. According to the intensity of the blood light,