Chapter 43 Accidents and Old Illnesses

Saturday, 11:00 am.

Zhang Yuanqing got up with a yawn, sleepy eyes. Since becoming the Night Wanderer, he couldn't sleep at night and played games all night. He was not energetic during the day and kept dozing off.

Two days have passed since the night of asking the spirit. Li Dongze and Guan Ya went out frequently to participate in the search for Hei Wuchang and his subordinates.

This delayed Zhang Yuanqing's combat training.

Originally, according to Li Dongze's plan, Guan Ya should give Yuanshi combat training next. With the physical fitness of the Night Wanderer, it is not difficult to get started in combat in a short time.

But because of the Holy Grail and the roster incident, it can only be postponed. After all, the second team is short of personnel.

Zhang Yuanqing once asked Li Dongze about the teammates who had never shown up, but the head of the team suddenly became unnatural, as if he had something to hide.

The considerate Yuanshi Tianzun did not continue to ask.

In addition, Wang Qian of the Palace of Stopping Killing agreed to be his informant, which was unexpectedly cooperative and very conscious.

Because of the Ou Xiangrong incident, the management of Songhai University suddenly became strict. The school did not allow students living on campus to go out at night, so the social event was put on hold.

After a simple wash, grandma's lunch was not ready yet, Zhang Yuanqing returned to the room and began to tease the baby spirit.

At this moment, he was arranging the week-long ceremony for the little funny guy. After experiencing 50%, the purity and thickness of the Taiyin force were increased. Then he found that the baby spirit nourished by the Taiyin force had a slightly improved intelligence.

Zhang Yuanqing placed the textbooks around the round and cute baby spirit, with mathematics on the left, Chinese on the right, and English and physics in front and behind.

"Your master is very talented and well-educated, you can't fall behind, choose one."

The little funny guy opened his black eyes, tilted his head and thought for a long time, and finally understood what Zhang Yuanqing meant, then he quickly moved his limbs and crawled towards the physics textbook.

"Oh, a promising child"

Zhang Yuanqing's face just smiled when he saw the little guy jump over the physics textbook and hug the PS5 game console. Because he couldn't touch the entity, he fell down.

"A useless thing, not like me at all!" Zhang Yuanqing criticized angrily.

"When I was your age, I could already write a poem in seven steps."

Alas! He sighed in disappointment. If he wanted to improve the intelligence of the infant spirit and cultivate him into a talent, he had to master the skills of night wandering gods and raising ghosts.

Then he had to upgrade.

Calculating the time, the second spiritual realm mission is coming soon.

After lunch, Zhang Yuanqing walked into the bedroom, poured warm water into the teacup, opened the bedside table, and took out the white medicine bottle.

"Really, I was too busy during this period and forgot to take the medicine. It was postponed for two days."

While muttering, he poured the medicine bottle and poured a few small pills into his palm.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuanqing's expression was stunned.

Yes, I postponed for two days, why didn't the old disease relapse?

My condition is obviously getting worse, and the frequency of onset will only increase, so it is impossible to postpone.

Is it because I became a night wandering god and my physical fitness has changed?

"Come to think of it, I haven't had an attack since I became a night wandering god. Could it be that I am cured?" He was delighted, but he was not sure, so he decided to give it a try.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and visualized his father's blurred face in his mind.

After an unknown period of time, his heart "banged", his brain boiled, all kinds of noises poured into his mind, and all kinds of broken pictures revived.

But in the next moment, the noise became orderly and the pictures were no longer broken.

No, it was not that the sound and picture became orderly, but that the brain's ability to process information was enhanced.

He heard his uncle dancing in his living room, and the background music was "Jianbing Guozi".

His aunt was watching TV series in the bedroom, and she complained from time to time: It's too noisy, speak softly.

In the kitchen, there was the sound of grandma washing dishes.

The bed downstairs was creaking. By analyzing the collision sound, Zhang Yuanqing was proud to conclude that the hostess was lying on her stomach.

The brain was still processing information

"Guan Ya always had an indescribable confidence, and the sergeant seemed to be quite polite to her, unlike me and Wang Tai. When I mentioned those team members, the expression on the sergeant's face was embarrassed and helpless. There was something wrong with the change in the attitude of the musician Wang Qian. He was disdainful of me yesterday."

"Little Doubi has a special closeness to my aunt, aunt, aunt"

At this moment, the bedroom door was suddenly opened, and Zhang Yuanqing's mysterious state was instantly broken.

"Let's go, accompany me to the mall." Jiang Yu'er said in a delicate voice.

Today, she was dressed in a knee-length pleated long skirt, white shoes, and light blue loose single clothes. Because she looked sweet and cute, she looked very forest-like and well-behaved.

This well-behaved appearance is the main reason why Jiang Yu'er can become a hot figure in the blind date market.

Confident men think that beautiful and well-behaved women are easy to control, and men with low self-esteem will also find that such beauties are not stressful to get along with.

Zhang Yuanqing stared at his aunt blankly, and two lines of warm blood suddenly spurted out of his nose

Songhai Airport.

In the underground parking garage, Fu Qingyang, sitting in a business car, waited for a long time, frowned and dialed the assistant's mobile phone.

After the call was connected, he asked in a low voice:

"Why hasn't he come out yet."

He came to pick up the plane. The flight landed an hour ago, but the assistant has not brought the person out yet.

Fu Baifu's time is precious, how can he waste it on such a trivial matter?

"Centurion, he" the assistant lowered his voice and said, "He hooked up with a beautiful woman and stayed in the airport and refused to leave, saying that he wanted to exchange feelings"

Fu Qingyang's forehead veins jumped, and said:

"Tell him whether he comes out by himself, or I go in and he drags him out."

The assistant responded and hung up the phone immediately.

A few minutes later, the assistant led a young man into the underground parking garage and walked towards the business car.

The young man was wearing off-white loose trousers and a light blue singlet. His sleeves fluttered as he walked, and he looked very elegant. He had handsome features, half-closed eyes with a smile, and a sense of laziness deep in his bones.

Friendly, lazy, harmless.

This is the impression given by young people.

Fu Qingyang said coldly: "He is worthy of being a playboy. Wherever he goes, women throw themselves into his arms."

This playboy who is as famous as him is a playboy. His father is the leader of Taiyi Sect. He has a prominent family background and outstanding talents. There are countless beauties around him.

If he is just lustful, of course, he is not enough to be on par with Fu Qingyang. This guy is nicknamed the playboy because he understands women very well and has a good reputation in the women's circle.

Facing the ridicule, Lingjun squinted and smiled, "Don't say it so vulgarly. Beauty is a work of art. You need to savor it carefully and understand it slowly to discover their beauty. This is elegance."

Fu Qingyang frowned, "Because of your elegance, I wasted an hour and delayed my business."

"Brother Qingyang, life is not just about career, there are many beautiful things worth discovering." Lingjun squinted and smiled, "I already know about the matter of the Weird Eye Judge, and I will do my best to assist you. Father is very concerned about the death of the Ghost Eye Judge."

"Why?" Fu Qingyang looked at him.

"This person died very close to the time of the Demon Lord, and my father suspected that there was a connection between the two."

"Why is the Sect Master obsessed with the Demon Lord's death and obsessed with finding the Demon Lord's heir?"

"Because before the Demon Lord died, he left a very important thing in the character card."

"What is it."

"I can only tell you that the thing represents the ultimate and the essence of the spiritual realm."

Runfa Shopping Mall, milk tea shop

Zhang Yuanqing, who was carrying a lot of shopping bags, sat down, picked up the glass, took a sip of milk tea with ice cubes floating on it, and sighed with satisfaction.

He felt alive all of a sudden.

The most tiring thing about accompanying my aunt to the mall is not the physical, but the mental torture.

Fortunately, the beautiful figures of the young ladies can relieve this fatigue. Zhang Yuanqing was in a good mood while drinking milk tea.

He confirmed one thing, that his strange disease had been effectively relieved.

In addition to the reduced frequency of onset, it became easier for him to actively stimulate the old disease. The most important point is that the symptoms such as headache and nosebleed after the onset of the disease were alleviated.

Maybe in the future, he can freely control the state of boiling brain power, and then he will ask Wang Tai to help him write the paper, hehe.

No, this is too unpromising. Zhang Yuanqing quickly drove this tempting idea out of his mind.

"Alas, this month's salary is not enough to spend." My aunt sighed.

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at her and said disdainfully: "When have you ever had enough salary to spend? You spend all your grandparents' money."

My aunt is still an intern and her salary is very low, but she has no shortage of luxury goods. Most of her expenses are given by my grandparents.

My grandparents have considerable savings. The eldest daughter has a successful career and the eldest son has married a rich wife. They are all rich, so the savings can only be left to the youngest daughter.

Jiang Yuer pursed his lips and pretended to be pitiful and said: "Yes, yes, who made my aunt useless? She can't make money and can only rely on my father."

While chatting, Zhang Yuanqing took out his mobile phone and habitually logged into the official forum to see if there would be any interesting posts.

The official forum has two major functions. One is that the official releases some important notices and information; the other is for spiritual realm practitioners from all over the world to communicate and share information and intelligence.

In Zhang Yuanqing's view, the water forum is a way to quickly gain knowledge.

Soon, a post caught his attention:

#A large number of new A-level and S-level spiritual realms appeared in the Night Wanderer profession, and the official Night Wanderers in various places all appeared to be "missing"#