Chapter 67 Redemption

With these words, the oppressive feeling that enveloped the front hall dissipated, and Zhang Yuanqing and Xie Lingxi breathed a sigh of relief. The sense of crisis of being stared at by a hungry wolf was gone.

The woman at the front desk narrowed her eyes, examining the young man and woman across the table, and glanced outside the hotel without leaving a trace.

"I know, two guests, please wait."

She retracted her gaze, left these words in a cold tone, and walked into the depths of the hotel, the "click" sound of high heels getting farther and farther away.

Xie Lingxi exhaled, her little face turned pale, and whispered:

"Brother Yuanshi, I, I suddenly remembered something"

Zhang Yuanqing looked at her sideways.

Xie Lingxi expressed his guess: "We didn't find any information about the 'Master Wuhen'. Is there such a possibility that it's not that he is unknown, but that our authority is too low"

A front desk has such a terrible pressure, and it is conceivable what level the Master Wuhen is.

Zhang Yuanqing nodded solemnly:

"I thought of that, too, so I was planning to escape just now, and I was very confident that I could escape."

"Ah?" Xie Lingxi was startled and opened her eyes wide: "My legs were completely weak just now, and I had no intention of escaping at all. I just wanted to hide my head in your armpit."

That's why I was confident that I could escape. I just had to run faster than my teammates. Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart. He opened his arms, clamped Xie Lingxi's head in his armpit, and asked:

"Does this give you a sense of security?"

"Brother Yuanshi, let me go, let me go quickly, it's embarrassing." Xie Lingxi struggled hard.

She pulled her head out of Zhang Yuanqing's armpit, adjusted the crooked headset, and lowered her voice:

"Brother Yuanshi, my headset is a prop. It can monitor all movements within a radius of 500 meters."

She listened attentively and whispered:

"The woman entered the elevator and stopped on the fourth floor. She opened the second door on the left side of the elevator. She disappeared?!"

Xie Lingxi raised her face and said in surprise: "She disappeared."

Disappeared? Is it that the guest room is isolated from the outside world? Zhang Yuanqing patted the little girl's shoulder and signaled her to be patient.

The two waited silently. During the process, Xie Lingxi frequently looked outside the hotel to confirm that the bodyguards brought by the family had been paying attention to her, and she felt a little safer in her heart.

About ten minutes later, she turned her head and whispered, "She's out."

A few minutes later, Zhang Yuanqing heard the elevator "ding" and the car returned to the first floor. Then the sound of high heels rang out, and the beautiful aunt returned to the front hall, looked at them, and said:

"Come with me!"

She glanced coldly at the young people with solemn expressions, and said, "If you are afraid, you can also go home."

Zhang Yuanqing smiled and said, "Sister is kind and kind, and you can tell at a glance that you are a good person. We are not afraid."

Xie Lingxi said softly, "Auntie, we are just here to bring a message, we have no ill intentions."

The woman's expression softened, nodded slightly, and took them to the elevator to the fourth floor.

She stood in the corridor, looked at the second guest room on the left side of the elevator, and said:

"Go in."

Zhang Yuanqing saw the house number: 404!

Good name He twitched his mouth, pulled Xie Lingxi to the door, and turned the door handle.

"Click!"

The moment the slight sound of the lock tongue flicked, it seemed as if a calm and powerful force enveloped it, and the scene in front of them changed rapidly.

The carpet in the corridor turned into simple celadon, the whitewashed walls turned into a mixture of bricks and wood, and the incandescent lamps turned into flickering candlelight.

Zhang Yuanqing and Xie Lingxi looked around in astonishment. They were in the main hall of a temple. The seven or eight-meter-high dome was a caisson with embossed patterns and painted with gods and Buddhas.

Under the caisson was a five-meter-high golden Buddha, holding a flower and lowering his eyebrows. His expression seemed compassionate, majestic, and cold.

Eighteen thick candles were lit on the tribute table, and the candlelight was bright.

There was a cushion under the Buddha, on which sat a blue monk with a blue robe. He was tall and as tall as Xie Lingxi just sitting cross-legged.

Zhang Yuanqing and Xie Lingxi looked at each other quietly, with fear and solemnity in their eyes. They were in the corridor of the hotel one moment, and appeared in a strange temple the next.

If there was no copy reminder sound in their ears, both of them would suspect that they had entered the spiritual realm to do a task again.

This Master Wuhen is more terrifying than I thought. What level of spiritual realm practitioner must have such means? Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath, looked at the back of the man in the green robe, and said respectfully:

"But Master Wuhen?"

"Night Wanderer and Musician, are you from the official organization?"

A low and hoarse voice came, with a strange tone, as if enduring some kind of pain.

"Yes!"

Zhang Yuanqing did not dare to hide it.

The hall was silent for more than ten seconds, and a low and hoarse voice echoed again:

"What did Guiwei say before he died."

Zhang Yuanqing's voice was unconsciously low, "He asked me to tell the master: I'm sorry, I still don't know whether it's me or the world who's wrong."

When he said this, he once again recalled the look of Guiwei's father before he died, the look flashing with hatred and sadness.

The hall fell into a long silence, so silent that Zhang Yunqing and Xie Lingxi were flustered.

Finally, Master Wuhen sighed:

"I know."

Xie Lingxi hesitated, then bravely asked in a low voice:

"Master, he saved my life, he is not a bad person, why did he become an evil profession?"

The monk in blue robes said slowly:

"He used to have a daughter, who was very smart and well-behaved, and had good academic performance since she was a child. When she went to college, she gradually changed and began to pursue material things, blindly comparing with her classmates. In order to support his daughter, he worked day and night and made money desperately, but he was increasingly unable to meet his daughter's needs, until one day, he found that his daughter had borrowed a lot of money on the Internet and was photographed in an indecent manner.

"He was unable to repay those debts, and felt that his daughter was shameful and a disgrace to the family. The father and daughter had a big fight, and he threatened to sever the father-daughter relationship. As a father, he believed that all this was his daughter's fault. She became materialistic, selfish, and unrecognizable.

"Later, the loan company controlled the girl, forced her to engage in the flesh trade, played with her unscrupulously, humiliated her, and in despair, she jumped off the building and committed suicide.

"He collapsed as a father. He began to feel that he was wrong. If he could give his daughter a good material life and if he could have money to pay off his daughter's debts, all these tragedies would not have happened. He regretted the quarrel countless times. If he could comfort his daughter and accompany her at that time, perhaps there would not be what happened later. He personally pushed his daughter into the abyss.

"After his daughter died, he planned to sue the loan company and the villains who tortured his daughter and forced her to death, but the loan company was very powerful in the local area and he lost the case.

"He was depressed for a long time and realized that it was not his daughter who was wrong, but him and the world. He believes that people cannot change the environment, and people are affected by the environment. When this society screams about material and money in your ears all day long, you will definitely be affected and become materialistic and materialistic. No one can be an exception.

"Her daughter has not yet entered society and does not understand the evil of human nature. She was induced to consume and borrow money, and finally embarked on this road of no return. This world is terrible, and he decided to avenge his daughter personally.

"He broke into the loan company, killed the villain who had bullied her and forced her to death, and then fled the scene. It was that killing that allowed him to obtain the role card and become the Bewitching Demon."

"As a father, he is an extreme person, but he is not a bloodthirsty villain. However, once he becomes an evil profession, there is no turning back for life. He went further and further on this road of no return, and his level became higher and higher, but he became more and more painful.

"Until one day, he met me, and then followed me to practice, hoping to resolve the anger in his heart and get redemption. But he was too extreme. He didn't want to kill innocent people, but he was stubborn and unwilling to reconcile with the world.

"Perhaps death is the best destination for him"

No wonder he wanted to save Xie Lingxi. His daughter was about the same age as this girl. He regretted countless times that he didn't help his daughter. He jumped and saved not Xie Lingxi, but the daughter who committed suicide by jumping off the building. Zhang Yuanqing took a look at the little green tea, and Xie Lingxi was speechless, with red eyes.

He sighed silently and said:

"Master, I think he has been redeemed. "

Master Wuhen, who had his back to the two of them, did not comment. He gently waved his hand, and two rays of light swam out of his sleeves and landed at the feet of Xie Lingxi and Zhang Yuanqing.

The two of them looked closely and saw two pieces of black jade, half the size of a palm, with black light surging inside, changing into various forms, like a dream.

After just a few seconds of looking, Xie Lingxi and Zhang Yuanqing felt their eyes go dark and dizzy.

"Thank you for bringing back his last words. It's called the 'Dream Jade Talisman'. Crush it and you can contact me. If you encounter danger, I will help you once. It is limited to the real world and is invalid in the spiritual realm." Master Wuhen said lightly:

"Leave."

The Buddha statues and candlelight twisted and shattered. Zhang Yuanqing and Xie Lingxi returned to the hotel. They were standing in front of the open door of the room, which was a standard single room.

Two pieces of black jade were lying at their feet.