Chapter 86 The Reply from Behind the Scenes

Fu Qingyang nodded slightly, "Alright!"

In fact, the Songhai branch had a Hongluan Xingguan (matchmaker deity), and it was handled by their own people, which could save a sum of money. It's just that Young Master Qian didn't care about it.

"Okay, I'll reply to her now," Xie Lingxi said with a charming smile.

Zhang Yuanqing was immersed in his own world, wondering if his little aunt was also a Lingjing Xingzhe?

Otherwise, how could he explain the little brat's dependence on her? It couldn't be because she was an obstetrician and gynecologist and had a natural maternal aura.

Zhang Yuanqing tried hard to recall the details of the past, trying to find clues from his life, but for some reason, he only remembered that the little brat favored his little aunt. He couldn't remember any more details.

If his little aunt was a Lingjing Xingzhe, then she was hiding too deeply.

"Dragon Team, Superpower Agent Team, oh my God, this is simply a horror story." Zhang Yuanqing looked at the car frequently and found that his little aunt was also looking at him. The two people's eyes met through the car window, and Jiang Yuer smiled charmingly, revealing her cute little tiger teeth.

Is she laughing at me in her heart right now? Zhang Yuanqing had already begun to let his imagination run wild.

Xie Lingxi replied to the message and hopped to him, saying, "Brother Yuanshi, the Palace Master will be here later. We haven't seen each other for a long time." Zhang Yuanqing then came back to his senses. "I haven't seen her for a long time either."

At the same time, an idea floated into his mind. Should he use the crazy woman's hypnosis to test his little aunt and ask her if she was a Lingjing Xingzhe?

Although asking Fu Qingyang to watch from the side and then questioning his little aunt face-to-face was also a solution, it would be like a showdown. And his little aunt knew that he was a Lingjing Xingzhe, but she had been hiding it from him, maybe she had some unspeakable secrets.

A dozen minutes later, a cloud of red floated into the tunnel. It was a torrent of countless red threads.

Thousands of strands of red thread fell to the ground, turning into a beautiful young woman in a long red dress, wearing a silver mask that covered her entire face. The red dress was gorgeous, and the chest and cuffs were embroidered with golden cloud patterns.

She was like an ancient fairy who walked out of a painting, or like a well-bred young lady living in a boudoir.

Guan Ya and the Queen scrutinized the Palace Master of Zhisheng Palace and were slightly surprised. Although she was wearing a mask and a conservative long dress, the Palace Master of Zhisheng Palace had a firm grasp on her temperament.

She was obviously an extremely outstanding beauty.

The Palace Master of Zhisheng Palace dragged her long dress and walked gracefully to Zhang Yuanqing, smiling and saying, "Tsk tsk, I haven't seen you for a while, and you've gathered so many confidantes around you? As my gigolo, you have no awareness at all."

Guan Ya and the Queen's expressions darkened, and they glanced at the Palace Master of Zhisheng Palace with displeasure.

Although they knew it was a joke, if a woman hated a man, she would never make such a joke. And the fact that a peerless beauty did not hate Yuanshi (Captain) was something that made them hate him. As for the little green tea, she dared to be angry but dared not speak.

Zhang Yuanqing smiled wryly, "The Palace Master can be happy." The Palace Master of Zhisheng Palace looked at Fu Qingyang, her tone becoming cold:

"Fifty thousand for one person, and I guarantee that they will not remember today's events for the rest of their lives. The family members of the deceased are also the same price."

Fu Qingyang nodded, saying indifferently, "Very cost-effective!"

Tell them that the tunnel collapsed and they were survivors who had been rescued by the law enforcers.

The Palace Master of Zhisheng Palace immediately walked to the six survivors not far away, raised her snow-white wrist, and snapped her slender jade fingers "snap". The six people trembled and entered a state of sluggishness.

The Palace Master of Zhisheng Palace's clear and pleasant voice came from under the mask: "Look at me!"

The six people mechanically twisted their necks and looked at the Palace Master of Zhisheng Palace blankly.

"The inner ring tunnel collapsed, and you were buried alive in the ruins. The law enforcers organized people to rescue you. Except for you, everyone else unfortunately died." The Palace Master of Zhisheng Palace's tone became low and ethereal:

"Repeat my words."

The seven people's eyes were empty, and they repeated blankly, "The inner ring tunnel collapsed, and we were buried alive in the ruins. The law enforcers organized people to rescue us. Except for us, everyone else died."

After saying that, their eyes became firm, believing that they had just encountered a collapse and had just been rescued from danger by the law enforcers.

"Very good!"

Fu Qingyang nodded in satisfaction.

Seeing that the aftermath was almost done, Zhang Yuanqing said, "Boss, then I'll go home first?"

Fu Qingyang nodded. He did not ask the Palace Master of Zhisheng Palace to hypnotize Yuanshi's little aunt. Although the existence of Lingjing Xingzhe was confidential, it was only for the general public.

Some special groups had the "right to know", such as official clerical staff, some law enforcers and officials, and the families of Lingjing Xingzhe.

Zhang Yuanqing first said goodbye to his teammates, then looked at the Palace Master of Zhisheng Palace, and said, "Palace Master, I have something to trouble you with."

He pointed to his little aunt's car not far away.

The Palace Master of Zhisheng Palace gave a cold "hmm".

Zhang Yuanqing breathed a small sigh of relief and opened the car door to hug the drowsy little aunt out of the car.

It was already eleven o'clock at night. Jiang Yuer had experienced a thrilling escape in the Little Red Riding Hood world. After returning to reality, her tense heartstrings relaxed, and fatigue surged over her.

She muttered something, buried her head in her nephew's arms, and said vaguely, "Go home and sleep!"

Zhang Yuanqing hugged her and got into his little aunt's car.

The Palace Master of Zhisheng Palace was about to follow when Fu Qingyang suddenly said, "Palace Master, please wait. There are still three people."

He looked at the teammates except for Guan Ya and said, "Please hypnotize them to forget the relationship between Yuanshi and that woman."

Zhang Yuanqing in the car was speechless for a moment. He still remembered to eliminate hidden dangers for him at this time. The boss was really deeply devoted to him.

The Palace Master of Zhisheng Palace scrutinized Fu Qingyang and said with a smile, "You value Yuanshi Tianzun quite a bit. Has Elder Fu ever thought about how to make me forget their relationship?"

Fu Qingyang said indifferently, "That's his business."

In other words, let Yuanshi think of a way himself.

The Palace Master of Zhisheng Palace giggled and hypnotized the three teammates in the same way, making them forget the series of intimate actions between Yuanshi Tianzun and the beautiful girl in the car just now.

Late at night, the goose-yellow streetlights paved the streets, and Zhang Yuanqing drove around the city of Songhai aimlessly. After driving aimlessly for half an hour, the car parked by the side of the road, and Zhang Yuanqing turned around and said, "Palace Master, help me hypnotize her."

After thinking about it, he added, "The kind that will answer anything."

The Palace Master of Zhisheng Palace glanced at Jiang Yuer, who was sitting sideways in the back row, sleeping soundly, and smiled, "What do you want to do?"

"Private matter," Zhang Yuanqing said.

The Palace Master of Zhisheng Palace didn't ask any more questions and flicked Jiang Yuer's smooth forehead with her finger, "Wake up!"

Jiang Yuer suddenly sat up and opened her eyes, her watery eyes showing emptiness and blankness. The Palace Master of Zhisheng Palace smiled, "What do you want to ask?"

Zhang Yuanqing was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Ask her if she is a Lingjing Xingzhe."

The Palace Master of Zhisheng Palace nodded and stared at Jiang Yuer, saying, "Are you a Lingjing Xingzhe?"

Jiang Yuer's expression was blank, and her tone was ethereal, "No, no!" Zhang Yuanqing's expression was stunned. This answer was different from what he thought.

If his little aunt was not a Lingjing Xingzhe, then it would be difficult to explain why the little brat called her mother.

As his thoughts flashed, he looked at the Palace Master of Zhisheng Palace and said, "Palace Master, I heard that the Siming (fate controller) has the ability to conceive. You are an expert in this field. I want to ask how to make a yao (demon) particularly close to an ordinary person?"

The Palace Master of Zhisheng Palace's voice was clear and cold, "Night Watchers and Musicians, or ordinary people who have been contaminated with the aura of both."

She glanced at Jiang Yuer and said, "Wang Qian's nephew is particularly close to her?"

Zhang Yuanqing nodded.

The Palace Master of Zhisheng Palace immediately smiled, "Perhaps she has a prop from the Musician or Night Watcher profession. If it's the latter, you, as a Night Watcher, will definitely be able to tell. Since you don't, then it's a prop from the Musician profession."

"Impossible!" Zhang Yuanqing shook his head, "She can't possibly have a prop."

"Just because you don't know, doesn't mean she doesn't have one." The Palace Master of Zhisheng Palace chuckled lightly, "Don't be so dogmatic. Think carefully, does she have any possibility or opportunity to come into contact with Lingjing Xingzhe?"

Opportunity to come into contact with Lingjing Xingzhe... Zhang Yuanqing thought of his mother. His deceased father was a Night Watcher, and his mother obviously knew about the existence of Lingjing Xingzhe and had been in contact with this group.

Could it be that she once gave his little aunt a gift, such as a prop from the Musician profession? Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath, "Thank you for the reminder."

After saying that, he silently looked at the Palace Master of Zhisheng Palace.

"You can go!"

Back home, Zhang Yuanqing parked the car and carried his little aunt upstairs.

He stopped at the door and listened carefully to the movements behind the door.

"Why hasn't Yuanzi come back yet? That brat, I raised him for nothing."

His grandmother's angry voice came.

This was a drawback of illusion elimination. The illusionist would automatically forget the content of the illusion in order to achieve logical self-consistency and would not be able to detect the illusion.

So in his grandmother's heart, the grandson who heard that his little aunt was missing had never returned.

"Alas, I didn't teach my successor well. It's my fault," his uncle sighed.

"What does this have to do with you? Family scum always like to put gold on their faces." Zhang Yuanqing entered the password and opened the anti-theft door. The living room was brightly lit, and his grandparents and uncle and aunt were sitting on the sofa with sad faces, the atmosphere suppressed.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the family turned to look.

"Yuer?" His grandmother suddenly stood up, showing an agility that was not commensurate with her age, and ran over quickly.

"The inner ring tunnel collapsed, and she was trapped inside. She was just rescued by the law enforcers," Zhang Yuanqing explained, "Guan Ya and I were at the scene and participated in the rescue."

He vividly described the incident according to the Palace Master of Zhisheng Palace's hypnosis and said that his cousin was also at the scene.

As for whether he would be exposed, he was not worried. Because Fu Qingyang had already set the tone for this matter, the official will definitely unify the statements afterward. As the police chief of Kangyang District, his cousin will naturally receive the notification!

"That's good, that's good." His grandmother checked her daughter's body while complaining, "How could the tunnel collapse for no reason? It must be a substandard project."

His grandmother was very dissatisfied with this world.

Zhang Yuanqing said, "Grandmother, I'll send my little aunt back to her room first. You and grandpa should rest early."

He carried his little aunt into the room, took off her shoes, covered her with a quilt, returned to the living room, and comforted his grandparents with his uncle and aunt before returning to his room to sleep.

The next morning, after coordinating their "statements" with his little aunt, Zhang Yuanqing took a taxi to the Fu Family Bay villa.

"I'll buy a car later. It's not a good idea to always take a taxi. No, if I buy a car, I'll have to drive myself. Hiring a driver is too troublesome. It's still more convenient to take a taxi." Zhang Yuanqing summoned Blood Rose and put the Little Red Riding Hood on her.

In Blood Rose's cold eyes, violence and madness instantly filled her, and her pupils turned golden yellow.

Her body swelled, tearing her clothes, and she grew steel needle-like golden hair. Two pointed beast ears grew on the top of her head, and the lower half of her face elongated into a wolf's mouth. Sharp black claws grew on her toes and fingers.

In an instant, she turned into a werewolf with golden fur and a height of four meters. Hot magma flowed from the mouth with interlaced fangs.

"Awoo..."

The golden werewolf howled at the sky.

Zhang Yuanqing carefully sensed Blood Rose's spiritual body and frowned slightly.

If the Yin corpse was an obedient puppet, then after transforming into a werewolf, she became a brutal and bloodthirsty Erha that was difficult to control.

You can still order her, but she just doesn't listen very well.

"After werewolf transformation, the Yin corpse's spiritual body will also be polluted. After too many times, the Yin corpse will become a werewolf, and then it will be out of control." Zhang Yuanqing quickly figured out the drawbacks of this prop.

Then, he silently communicated with the brand in his sea of consciousness, separated part of his will, descended into Blood Rose's body, and took over this body.

Suddenly, a will containing strong pollution eroded the spiritual body, causing reason to rapidly degenerate.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately withdrew his will and bared his teeth for a while. It seemed that manipulating the Yin corpse was the same as werewolf transformation, and mental pollution would not be reduced.

Next, he successively tried the Fire Wolf's two skills, Fire Poison and Flame. Unlike the Fire Master's flame, the Demon Wolf's flame was accompanied by a pungent and poisonous smoke. The flame was like a white phosphorus bomb. Once it was burned, it was like a maggot attached to the bone and was difficult to extinguish.

And Fire Poison almost sent Zhang Yuanqing away.

The toxicity was strong and domineering. After the claws cut open the skin and flesh, the poison would immediately burn the cells and spread rapidly.

A level 4 Charming Succubus would be dead if it faced it. At level 5, the outcome was unpredictable.

After the test, Zhang Yuanqing was very satisfied with the werewolf's combat power.

He immediately retrieved the Little Red Riding Hood and put it into the item bar.

Red Rose quickly returned to her human form, and her naked body was exposed to the sunlight, showing a beautiful curve. In her originally cold pupils, there was a hint of subtle cruelty that was not easily detected.

At this time, Li Chunfeng came out of the villa.

"There is a reply to your matter. There are no top-quality props of the Saint realm that are good at close combat. If you really want it, you can go there yourself," he said.

Go there myself? Zhang Yuanqing frowned, "What do you mean?"

Li Chunfeng shook his head, "I can't explain it clearly. You'll know when you go."

After saying that, he explained, "I know a refiner. She doesn't belong to the official or the Lingjing family. She runs a prop store and a local black market. If you want to buy props, you can go there yourself."

"There are no props that meet my requirements, and you still want me to go there myself? I'll have it when I go?" Zhang Yuanqing narrowed his eyes.

Li Chunfeng shrugged, "Anyway, that's what she said. If you want to go, I can give you a token. You can enter the store with the token without registering your identity information. You can even wear a mask."

If the big shot behind him is really Lian Sanyue, then this is an opportunity. As for safety, I can send a Yin corpse to explore the way first. For the sake of Brother Bing, this risk is nothing.

Zhang Yuanqing said, "Okay! Give me the token."