Chapter 336 Dispute

"Don't run!"

Jiang Jingwei roared deeply, and was about to rush into the ward and jump out of the window to chase the murderer. When he passed by Zhang Yuanqing, he was grabbed by him.

"You can't fly, what's the point of chasing!" Zhang Yuanqing said unhappily.

The red-haired girl with upturned eyes tilted her head and thought about it. She felt that it made sense, so she gave up the idea of ​​chasing and said indignantly:

"Despicable and shameless, he can actually fly, don't we have snipers nearby?"

Wei Yuanzhou in the lounge walked out, his steps were a little shaky, and he said helplessly:

"At that speed, even scouts can't hit it accurately. Alas, I miscalculated. I didn't expect that he actually had a companion. He should also be a psychic, shaped like a bee, and a speed-type Gu beast."

"It's not you who miscalculated, it's us who miscalculated. Guan Ya was too confident. Now it seems that the attackers were organized. "Zhang Yuanqing said perfunctorily:

"Captain Wei, please go check on the colleagues in the corridor, don't delay the rescue time."

After sending Wei Yuanzhou away, Zhang Yuanqing took out a wet tissue, wiped the blood on the ground, held it in his hand, and said to Jiang Jingwei:

"Tell Guan Ya that I have something to do and it won't be dangerous. You continue to stay in the hospital and wait for my news."

"Oh!" Jiang Jingwei responded, but didn't ask why, probably because he didn't expect it or didn't care.

At this time, the benefits of the fire master are reflected. If it were someone else, even if they didn't ask the root of the matter, they would ask a question, wasting energy perfunctorily.

Zhang Yuanqing's body turned into a dreamy starlight and disappeared outside the intensive care unit.

The next second, he appeared in the dark flowerbed behind the inpatient building and summoned the red dancing shoes.

"Da Da."

The red shoes happily circled around their owner, and the soles made crisp clapping sounds, as if they were very happy because they hadn't come out for a long time.

Zhang Yuanqing stuffed the wet tissue into the red shoes and whispered:

"Take me to find him!"

This was to prevent Xiao Yuan from deliberately hiding from him and not bringing him back to Wuhen Hotel.

The red shoes shot out like a sharp arrow in a burst of "Da Da" sounds and disappeared into the night.

Zhang Yuanqing walked slowly towards the hospital entrance, where there were many taxis parked. He randomly chose one and said:

"Master, follow my instructions."

The driver had never heard of such a request before and was unwilling to do it, but the young man in the back seat said: "I'll give you 500 yuan at least."

The driver stepped on the accelerator and the car rushed out like a string:

"Okay!"

He pointed the driver in a direction, then leaned back, looked at the bright night view outside the window, and his brows gradually frowned.

The psychic repeatedly put Baihu Wansui to death. If there was no special reason, he would not let it go even if it was Xiaoyuan's companion.

The special reason refers to Kou Beiyue's assassination of Chiyuean.

But Baihu Wansui is obviously different from Chiyuean. Putting aside the friendship of fighting together, Baihu Wansui itself has no big problem, and making extra money is not a problem, as long as you are not greedy.

After all, you can't ask everyone to be a saint.

Then, the reason why Xiao Yuan's companion assassinated Bai Hu Wan Sui was nothing more than personal hatred, misunderstanding, small conflict and other factors. No matter which one, the situation is very tricky.

If it was Bai Hu Wan Sui, there would be no problem, but just personal hatred. Then according to the rules, the evil profession of assassinating official walkers must be eradicated, and it would be difficult for him to condone it.

If it was a misunderstanding, it would be the simplest to deal with. He would take the lead and let Xiao Yuan pay Bai Hu Wan Sui a sum of money and settle it privately.

If it was because of a small conflict, he would hold a grudge and wait for an opportunity to retaliate, which would be the most serious nature. This means that Xiao Yuan's companion would definitely affect innocent people in the future.

"I hope you don't embarrass me."

Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart.

This matter is best handled secretly, and it is best handled by him, so he didn't even bring Guan Ya.

Well, after finding the target, dance with Hong Wu Xie first, and then find a hidden place to solve the sequelae of the mountain god's scepter. It's not right to handle official business with a tent on your head.

Wuhen Hotel.

Xiaoyuan kicked open the standard room where Kou Beiyue and the fat boy lived. With the loud bang of the door, the two people on the bed were awakened. One subconsciously summoned a dagger and the other summoned a human skin mask.

After seeing that it was Xiaoyuan who broke into the room, Kou Beiyue put away the dagger in astonishment and said:

"Xiaoyuan, you scared me."

The next second, he was really scared and said anxiously, "What happened to Uncle Zhang?"

Xiaoyuan was holding an old man in a coat in his arms. He seemed to be seriously injured and unconscious. The black coat exuded a strong smell of blood and had long been soaked in blood.

Xiao Yuan walked towards the single bed and scolded:

"Don't stand there stupidly, go to my room to get the Gu breeding jar and the first aid kit."

Her pupils were as black and smooth as gemstones, her forehead had tentacles, her mouth had two small fangs, and her cheeks were covered with black and yellow lines, just like a queen bee makeup, both enchanting and beautiful.

But when she got angry, her momentum was as cold as a queen bee, which made Kou Beiyue and the little fat man's brains shrink unconsciously.

Kou Beiyue didn't have time to ask more, and hurried out of the room in a pair of boxer shorts.

Xiao Yuan quickly and carefully put the old man on the bed and tore off his clothes. At this time, the little fat man could see the old man's injuries clearly.

The skin on the chest was carbonized in large areas, and the flesh was sunken. The flames should have also injured the internal organs. In addition, a knife cut pierced the heart, and large streams of blood came out from the deep and narrow wound.

Was he injured by the mist master and the fire demon? Uh, it should be the Lord of Mist who has the Fire Demon props, or the fat Fire Demon who has the Lord of Mist props. He quickly took out a green bead and said:

"Let him hold this bead in his mouth, it can relieve the injury."

Xiao Yuan snatched the green bead, pinched Uncle Zhang's mouth open, and stuffed it in.

Uncle Zhang's haggard face quickly turned red.

This can't cure the injury, the wound is still bleeding, and the carbonized skin has not recovered.

But it's enough to hold on.

At this time, hurried footsteps came from outside the door, and Kou Beiyue returned with a first aid kit in one hand and a gray pottery jar in the other.

Xiao Yuan ignored the first aid kit, quickly took the half-meter-high pottery jar, sat down on the bed, put his right hand into the pottery jar, fumbled for a few seconds, and took out a round silkworm baby.

This silkworm was fat and plump, with a white body and a black head. It was held between Xiaoyuan's fingertips and squirmed wildly.

She first took out the green pearl, then put the silkworm close to Uncle Zhang's mouth and gently crushed it.

The thick green juice splashed into Uncle Zhang's mouth, and he subconsciously rolled his Adam's apple and swallowed it in big gulps.

Xiaoyuan crushed six silkworms in a row before stopping, putting the pottery jar on the bedside table, then opened the first aid kit, took out bandages, disinfectant, scalpel, needle and thread, etc.

She used a sharp scalpel to cut off the carbonized skin until the tender red flesh was exposed, and then sutured the bleeding wound on the chest.

Finally, Xiaoyuan evenly smeared the "remains" of the silkworm on the tender red flesh.

After doing all this, she slowly exhaled, her face was no longer tense, and she stood up and ordered:

"Bandage him."

She still looked like a beast, and now she needed to change her clothes.

When Xiaoyuan changed her clothes and returned to Kou Beiyue's room, the old man had already woken up, staring at the ceiling with a dull look, saying nothing and looking miserable.

Kou Beiyue stood by the bed, ignoring the younger brother who kept winking at him, and asked anxiously:

"Uncle Zhang, who hurt you? Tell me, I will avenge you right now."

But the old man just ignored him and remained silent.

Xiaoyuan glanced at Uncle Zhang on the bed and said lightly: "You two go out for a while, Beiyue, stand guard at the front desk."

The little fat man left silently, Kou Beiyue wanted to say something but stopped, but was given a cold look by Xiaoyuan, so he had to walk out of the room and close the door.

In the corridor, the little fat man whispered, "Boss, should we stick to the door and eavesdrop?"

Kou Beiyue taught his younger brother, "Do you want to be beaten by Xiaoyuan? Don't look at her cold and indifferent, she has a bad temper. You'd better listen to her when you live in the hotel in the future, and don't be clever."

She has a bad temper. The little fat man silently remembered that freelancers usually have big character flaws, so they tend to go to extremes.

The boss's character flaws are obvious at a glance, but he can't see through Xiaoyuan, which shows that the 5th-level witchcraft master's cultivation skills are far better than the boss.

"I know!" The little fat man carefully accepted the boss's teachings, "Boss, let's go to the hotel lobby, maybe there will be guests."

Although this broken hotel basically has no guests.

Kou Beiyue coughed and said righteously:

"You go to the front desk to stand guard, I'll stay here, if there's anything needed inside, I can help."

Little Fatty: "."

In the room, Xiaoyuan, who had changed into the front desk uniform, pulled open the high-backed chair next to the desk, "Before the effect of the insect disappears, you will feel numb and your limbs will be sore, but it will be fine by dawn."

She sat down, took out a box of ladies' cigarettes from the pocket of her small suit, took out a thin and long cigarette, lit it, and opened her bright red lips slightly, exhaling a wisp of white smoke.

"The last time you were injured by an official walker, it was also in Jinghai City. Although you were seriously injured, you were very excited and said that the knot in your heart for many years could finally be untied." Xiaoyuan flicked the ash of her cigarette and said calmly:

"But you came to the hotel tonight, but you were worried and gloomy. In less than half a month, your mood has changed so much. Uncle Zhang, what happened to you?"

Uncle Zhang shook his head slightly and said in a hoarse voice:

"Don't ask about the past, don't ask about private matters, unless it is voluntary. This is the rule set by Master Wuhen."

Xiaoyuan's green jade fingers held the cigarette, and her red lips gently pursed the cigarette butt. Her smoking posture was very elegant, just like a wealthy wife in the Republic of China.

After smoking a cigarette, she gently extinguished it in the ashtray and said lightly:

"Do you still remember the rules of Master Wuhen? What you did tonight, isn't it a betrayal of Master Wuhen?

"According to the rules, when you decided to assassinate the official saint, you were no longer a member of the hotel, and I shouldn't save people. "

The old man lying on the bed looked ashamed:

"I'm sorry, I did violate the rules set by Master Wuhen. I will leave after I recover from my injuries."

Xiao Yuan showed a look of anger, and there was a trace of sadness in her eyes.

Over the years, new people have been joining the team, and people have been expelled from the team or died like "unworthy fathers" because of their difficult hearts and violated the rules of self-salvation.

She is like a real hotel receptionist, welcoming and seeing them off, watching them come and go one by one.

Now, Uncle Zhang, who has more experience than her, has also embarked on this path.

At this time, a bright starlight flowed into the room along the window like water, condensing into a young man with a tall figure and handsome features.

He stared at the old man on the bed and said coldly:

"You'd better make your words clear, which determines whether I arrest you or help you. "

To be honest, the appearance of the murderer surprised him. He looked old and vicissitudes of life. His skin was dark and rough from the sun, full of wrinkles, and his lips were also dark.

His hair was very short, with a light layer of white, and no black hair.

This was an old man in his sixties, no, an old farmer. Although he became a spiritual realm traveler, the first half of his life left an indelible mark on him.

He was a little dull and honest, and had the same temperament as the old farmers on the ridges he had seen when he was a child.

Burying their heads in the fields all day, they have lost the ability to socialize with others, so they all appear dull.

How could such an old man become a spiritual realm traveler, or an evil profession?

When he saw Zhang Yuanqing appear in the room, the old man's face changed drastically, and his body convulsed violently. He seemed to want to get up and meet the enemy, but his limbs were numb and sore, and he could do nothing except convulsions.

"You actually chased me here." Uncle Zhang shouted hoarsely: "Xiaoyuan, go quickly, take Beiyue away, don't worry about me."

Xiaoyuan sighed lightly and said:

"Don't be nervous, he is my friend."

Uncle Zhang, who was twitching all over, was stunned for a moment, and said in astonishment: "Friend?"

More than an hour ago, the official saint who was fighting with him at Jinghai People's Hospital was actually Xiaoyuan's friend?

When did she have such a friend?

Xiaoyuan said lightly:

"He is Yuanshi Tianzun! "

Yuanshi Tianzun Zhang Shu was stunned at first, then his face changed, and his eyes flashed with complex and incomprehensible emotions.

Xiao Yuan did not notice the change in the old man's face. She was looking at Zhang Yuanqing and whispered:

"Uncle Zhang!"

"Uncle Zhang, right?" Zhang Yuanqing almost blurted out: It's still the same family.

Hold back in time.

He first briefly described the incident to Xiaoyuan, and then looked at Uncle Zhang, with a cold face, and said in a deep voice:

"Since you are Xiaoyuan's companion, you must have heard of me, Uncle Zhang, I need to know the reason why you assassinated Baihu Wansui. If there is any misunderstanding, I will help resolve it. If you have any grievances, I can also defend you."

In order to strengthen the persuasiveness, he brought up the old things again: "Kou Beiyue is the best example."

Xiaoyuan also looked at Uncle Zhang on the bed.

Unexpectedly, the old man with a face full of grievances said in a hoarse and anxious voice: "Xiaoyuan, don't let him take me away. I will pay the price for everything I have done, but don't let him take me away. For so many years, this is my only request."

Hearing the old man's words, Zhang Yuanqing's forehead veins jumped, and the thing he was most worried about still happened.

Uncle Zhang's attitude was tantamount to confession, which meant that he had to make a choice between official and private affairs.

Is it a leniency? Or is it a matter of impartiality?

Zhang Yuanqing chose the latter. He walked to the bed with a cold face and said:

"It's nice to meet you, Uncle Zhang, but I have to take you away."

Uncle Zhang looked at Xiaoyuan.

Xiaoyuan looked embarrassed, but looking at the old face and the pleading expression, she softened her heart and stood in front of Zhang Yuanqing, shaking her head and saying:

"You can't take him away. If you arrest Uncle Zhang, he will die. If you report it to the authorities, you can't protect him."

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, looking at Xiaoyuan's beautiful and delicate face, frowned and said:

"Xiaoyuan, you shouldn't stop me. He violated Master Wuhen's rules and broke the rules. He is no longer your companion. Even if it goes to Master Wuhen, he will support me."

After that, he walked around Xiaoyuan and walked to the bed.

However, just as he took a step, his shoulders sank, and the next second, Zhang Yuanqing flew out like a cloud, hitting the window heavily, shaking the whole wall.

He looked at Xiaoyuan who threw him out in astonishment, as if he couldn't believe it: "You fought with me?"

A guilty look flashed across Xiaoyuan's face, and then she said coldly:

"I will give you an explanation about Uncle Zhang, you go back first."

Zhang Yuanqing stared at her for a few seconds, with veins on his forehead bulging. He didn't expect this to be the outcome, and didn't expect Xiaoyuan to fight him to protect Uncle Zhang.

This fall didn't hurt his bones, but it hurt his feelings. Zhang Yuanqing suddenly realized that he was just an outsider after all. In Xiaoyuan's heart, the companions of Master Wuhen's team were their own people.

Once the two sides conflicted, she would unconditionally choose her companions.

His anger was rising, and he sneered:

"I can give you time, no matter how many days you give, because it's you who asked. But Xiaoyuan, what's next? Can you kill him and hand him over to me, and personally take him to the authorities? You don't even allow me to arrest him.

"Or, what do you mean by confession, is to secretly release him while I'm away? Today I know that you don't treat me as your own at all."

"Don't think about it." Xiaoyuan said with a straight face.

At this time, the door of the room was pushed open, Kou Beiyue poked his head in, and said unhappily:

"What are you two arguing about! "

He actually heard the conversation in the room clearly, and knew what Uncle Zhang had done. He was in a very conflicted mood, with Xiaoyuan on one side and Yuanshi Tianzun on the other.

On one side was Uncle Zhang, and on the other side was the justice he recognized.

It was difficult to make a choice, so he had to enter the scene with a joking attitude, hoping that the two people in the room would stop fighting for Kou Beiyue's sake.

Zhang Yuanqing turned his head and said angrily:

"Fight for your custody, get out of here!"

You fucking Kou Beiyue had never seen such an angry Yuanshi Tianzun, and silently retracted his head.

After the door was closed, Zhang Yuanqing angrily questioned:

"I help Kou Beiyue for the justice in my heart, Chiyue An deserves to die, even if he is the deacon of the Five Elements Alliance. I just can't stand the wicked getting away with it. I recognize the importance of procedural justice, but I yearn for outcome justice more.

"If I let him go this time and protect Xiao Yuan, I won't be able to stand up straight in the future. If I meet the next Chi Yue An, my conscience will question me: What is your right to fight against violence and protect the good? Why do you claim to be righteous? You are just a criminal who protects others.

"If I let him escape because of your concern this time, and he does something to hurt people in the future, my conscience will be uneasy. Have you thought about this? You haven't!

"You only have your companions in your eyes, and never have a place for me."

Xiao Yuan's white cheeks twitched, and her heart inexplicably hurt. She took a deep breath and said coldly:

"You can't take Uncle Zhang away."

"I'm going to take him away today, no one can help!" Zhang Yuanqing gritted his teeth and said, "Are you going to fight me? Try to throw me down again."

Xiao Yuan's eyebrows jumped.

Looking at the two people who were angry, Uncle Zhang, who was lying on the bed, was silent for a few seconds and whispered:

"Young man, I won't hurt anyone again, I promise you. But I really can't go with you, or, please give me a few days, please don't take me away now.

"I can tell you anything you want to know."