Chapter 166

In less than half a minute, Zhang Yuanqing sprinted over, light and swift, stopping at the entrance of the bridge.

Fu Qingyang gestured with his eyes, and Zhang Yuanqing walked to the bridge entrance and peered inside. In the Night Watcher's dark-piercing vision, he saw a man in a black hoodie slumped against the wall.

There was a finger-thick hole in his forehead, and blood was gurgling out.

Zhang Yuanqing carefully examined him. The man had a prominent brow ridge, narrow eyes, and a thin, sharp face. He looked like a real villain.

Dying so easily, just like Tiandao Bugong (Heaven is Unfair) and Hengxing Wuji (Unrestrained), both were Wugui masters at the transcendent stage. A dark current surged in Zhang Yuanqing's eyes as he communicated with the remaining spirit within the corpse.

Then, he took out the Demon Subduing Pestle and handed it to Fu Qingyang.

Having finished the preparations, Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath, and his spiritual body transformed into "green smoke" and entered the corpse's mouth.

Memories not his own flooded in, and his sea of consciousness suddenly expanded, like a balloon being inflated.

Images flashed by like a revolving lantern, and from the fragmented, sporadic memory fragments, Zhang Yuanqing pieced together the approximate life of "Tiandao Bugong."

A gambler for a father, a remarried mother, living with his grandparents, an unfortunate childhood planted seeds of darkness in his heart, and the setbacks of being alone during his growth became fertilizer for the seeds to sprout.

He finally grew into a biased, violent villain.

In a changing scene, Zhang Yuanqing saw a dim bedroom. Tiandao Bugong stood at a desk, cutting his wrist and letting blood flow into a bronze bowl.

The blood boiled in the bowl, and bloody mist rose, condensing into a blurry human face, its voice shrill:

"What's the reply from Dark Night Rose?"

Tiandao Bugong said respectfully, "They agreed to assassinate Yuan Shi Tian Zun to avenge Hengxing Wuji. Also, Dark Night Rose wants to obtain 'Shaonian Bingwang' (Teenage Soldier King)'s information in the real world."

The human face formed by the bloody mist was silent for a moment, and then the shrill voice came again:

"Dark Night Rose shouldn't be interested in that guy..."

Tiandao Bugong: "This subordinate doesn't know. They are very tight-lipped."

The bloody mist floated at the mouth of the bowl, shaking slightly, and said, "If Dark Night Rose successfully assassinates Yuan Shi Tian Zun, you will tell him that 'Shaonian Bingwang's' real name is Lei Yibing, he lives in Songhai, studies at a university in Jiangnan Province, and his home address is..."

"Before telling Dark Night Rose, you must first ask clearly what their purpose is in investigating 'Shaonian Bingwang.'"

Tiandao Bugong nodded, hesitating, "This subordinate has discovered that Dark Night Rose attaches great importance to this matter and seems unwilling to reveal it to us..."

The bloody mist face shook a few times and said, "If they are unwilling, then forget it. The top priority is to control the Fallen Saint Cup, and other matters can be postponed."

In the dazzling golden light, Zhang Yuanqing broke free from the soul interrogation state and opened his eyes.

The first thing he saw was the dark, unlit night sky, and he found himself lying at the entrance of the bridge, his head aching.

Hiss Zhang Yuanqing sat up and rubbed his head.

He was knocked unconscious again. If Fu Qingyang doesn't reward me with a bunny girl, he'll be letting my sacrifice go to waste. Zhang Yuanqing looked at the white-clad young master standing beside him and said:

"I asked something, but not much of a gain..."

He immediately told Fu Qingyang about "Tiandao Bugong's" memory, omitting the information about Brother Bing.

Zhang Yuanqing said in distress:

"Hei Wuchang (Black Impermanence) and his subordinates communicate through a certain item. Tiandao Bugong doesn't know Hei Wuchang's whereabouts."

Hei Wuchang certainly wouldn't reveal his hiding place to his subordinates. If anyone betrayed him or was questioned, it would be equivalent to exposing himself.

An experienced and evil professional leader wouldn't be so stupid.

Although it was expected, it was still disappointing. In that case, he could only hope that the Gu King's information would be sent over sooner. Zhang Yuanqing sighed.

At this time, he saw Fu Qingyang reach out and grab something from his item bar.

It was a simple, ugly hand puppet with a round head and a skirt-like body. At first glance, it looked like a sunny doll.

The doll's eyes were sewn with black thread into two Xs, and the mouth was a straight line.

Fu Qingyang asked, "Did you see his hiding place in Tiandao Bugong's memory?"

Zhang Yuanqing said, "Yes."

Fu Qingyang nodded and put the ugly hand puppet on his right hand. The next moment, Zhang Yuanqing saw faint silver threads extending from the top of the puppet's head and hands, wrapping around "Tiandao Bugong's" corpse.

A few seconds later, a voice came from the bridge hole, and Tiandao Bugong crawled out, the hole in his forehead healed, and the blood no longer flowing.

He was resurrected!

Looking at his stunned confidant, Fu Qingyang moved his fingers, and "Tiandao Bugong" raised the corners of his mouth, making a low, hoarse voice::

"This item is called 'Bing Yong (Soldier Puppet),' and I applied to an elder of the White Tiger soldiers to use it. It has some of the abilities of a puppet master in the dominion realm. It can restore the details of the deceased's life, including their voice, physical habits, and skills, and is controlled by the item holder."

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned, surprised and delighted: "You mean...?"

Tiandao Bugong's hoarse voice said indifferently:

"Control this body to contact Hei Wuchang and find out his next plan."

There was such an operation?! Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed. Fu Qingyang had expected that Hei Wuchang's whereabouts could not be found on Tiandao Bugong, so he applied for the corresponding props in advance.

Although this guy is stinky and aloof, he is really awesome and a reassuring teammate.

Immediately, Zhang Yuanqing's heart sank.

He had concealed some of the content of the soul interrogation. What if Hei Wuchang asked about Brother Bing?

If Fu Qingyang couldn't answer, he might be exposed, which would render their efforts over the past few days useless.

If he confessed about Brother Bing, Fu Qingyang's keenness would probably detect a lot.

This is what is called plans can't keep up with changes, the world is always so unpredictable.

"Centurion is wise and martial." Zhang Yuanqing suppressed the anxiety in his heart and offered flattery as usual.

Tiandao Bugong raised the corners of his mouth, and his low voice said lightly: "You can use better words next time. I don't mind."

With that, the puppet walked to Fu Qingyang and carried his body on his back.

Is this the price of using the item? Seeing this scene, Zhang Yuanqing guessed in his heart, and then heard "Tiandao Bugong" say indifferently:

"Bing Yong has two prices. One, it can only control dead people. Two, during the manipulation of the puppet, the body cannot speak or act.

This price is a bit high. What is this, carrying yourself? If the puppet is replaced by a girl, I suddenly have a lot of nasty operations. No, I can't think about it anymore... Zhang Yuanqing shook his head, driving the bold thoughts out of his mind.

The three returned to the business car and, according to the scene Zhang Yuanqing saw in his memory, found Tiandao Bugong's hiding place.

It is located at a semi-new apartment at the intersection of Kangyang District and Fenghui District.

The night was dark, the street lamps cast a lonely light, the shadows of the trees swayed in the wind, and except for a few 24-hour convenience stores that were still open, the other shops were closed.

The white business car stopped outside the apartment. Zhang Yuanqing opened the door and got out of the car, enchanting the doorman.

Tiandao Bugong carried the body on his back and followed Zhang Yuanqing into the apartment.

Zhang Yuanqing led the way and came to the third floor, stopping at the door of Room 302.

Fu Qingyang manipulated Tiandao Bugong, took out the key, and opened the door.

Entering the house, Zhang Yuanqing swept around in the darkness. The apartment has two bedrooms and one living room, with a total area of about 70 square meters.

The furnishings are simple, the dining table is covered with a dust cloth, and the kitchen utensils have not been used for a long time, lacking a sense of life.

It seems that Tiandao Bugong only used this place as a temporary foothold.

"The thing to contact Hei Wuchang is in the bedroom." Zhang Yuanqing walked ahead and pushed open the bedroom door.

As soon as he entered the room, he smelled a faint strange smell, followed by dizziness and discomfort in his lungs, and he couldn't help coughing.

Fu Qingyang manipulated Tiandao Bugong and said lightly: "The bedroom is filled with poisonous gas. Tell me where the contact item is, and then take my body out."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded and took a few steps back, saying:

"In the closet..."

Tiandao Bugong nodded and handed the body to Zhang Yuanqing, then entered the bedroom.

"Bang!" The door closed.

Zhang Yuanqing carried Fu Qingyang on his back and retreated from the apartment, waiting in the silent corridor.

In the bedroom, Tiandao Bugong simply wiped the blood on his body, opened the door of the wooden wardrobe, and found a bronze bowl.

It was heavy to hold, and the body of the bowl was carved with poisonous creatures such as snakes, insects, and centipedes. A slightly pungent smell floated from the mouth of the bowl.

Tiandao Bugong took the bowl, came to the table, cut his wrist, and let the blood flow into the bowl.

According to the information obtained by Zhang Yuanqing's soul interrogation, this bowl does not require any other operations, just give it enough blood.

The blood quickly gathered and covered the bottom of the bowl, gathering half a bowl.

Soon, the blood in the bowl boiled, and wisps of blood mist rose, condensing into a blurry human face, making a sharp voice:

"How is it?"

Tiandao Bugong lowered his head and bowed: "Boss, Yuan Shi Tian Zun is dead. Dark Night Rose has proved its sincerity to us."

The blood mist floated, and the sharp voice carried a bit of a smile:

"Very good. I will let the young woman be responsible for the follow-up handover. I plan to meet with the people from Dark Night Rose in two days. At that time, you will come to the old place."

Tiandao Bugong bowed: "Yes!"

At this time, the figure formed by the blood mist asked:

"What is Dark Night Rose's reply about the matter of Shaonian Bingwang?"

Tiandao Bugong's body stiffened slightly.

In the corridor, Zhang Yuanqing weighed it all the way, and finally made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and whispered:

"Centurion, this subordinate has something to report."

ps: Fix typos first, then change later.