Chapter 1 Listening to Yuan Shi Tianzun's Serious Tone

Listening to Yuan Shi Tianzun's serious tone, Guan Ya and Wei Yuanzhou both looked at Bai Hu Wansui. "Illegal and undisciplined things..." Bai Hu Wansui's face turned a little embarrassed, and he stammered, "Why are you suddenly asking this? I, um, I sometimes use my position to make some side money. You know, the organization doesn't give us much, although it's not a small amount, but to buy an apartment in Jinghai City, I have to save for at least five years to pay the down payment. "But I'm just earning some extra money, only a few hundred thousand, I have a sense of propriety, besides, everyone does this..."

Wei Yuanzhou coughed beside him and said displeasedly, "That's you. I have never made any side money. Don't attribute your mistakes to the environment and society. As long as you stick to your original intention, no amount of filth can erode your will."

Bai Hu Wansui immediately felt ashamed. "Brother Wei, I certainly can't compare with you. You are famous for your integrity in our branch, but look, if you don't go along with everyone, you will be ostracized, and you are still not a deacon."

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at Guan Ya, who nodded slightly. It definitely wouldn't be something like making side money, but when it came to violating laws and regulations, Bai Hu Wansui only said he was making quick money, and his body was weak, his mental state was terrible. If he lied, he definitely couldn't hide it from Guan Ya... Zhang Yuanqing frowned gradually.

Guan Ya said, "You rest well. We will be guarding the hospital these few days. If the assassin who assassinated you dares to come, we will take him down for you."

After speaking, she saw Yuan Shi Tianzun hunched over, silently walking out of the ward. "Where are you going?" Guan Ya asked. "I'm going to the bathroom!" Zhang Yuanqing replied.

Going to the bathroom to flush the progeny down the toilet, damn it, I must find a way to get a prop to suppress desire in the future... Zhang Yuanqing cursed in his heart.

～～Ten o'clock in the evening, Wuchen Inn.

Two electric scooters drove over the potholes on the road, turned a corner, and drove towards the inn, finally stopping at the door. Kou Beiyue, wearing a delivery uniform, opened the delivery box, took out a large stack of food boxes, and led his younger brother into the inn with his head held high. "Xiao Yuan, I brought you supper. Alas, two people delivering food makes money fast!" Kou Beiyue put the food on the front desk and said triumphantly.

The chubby boy took off his helmet, diligently unfastening the express delivery, and expressed his doubts, "Two people delivering food must make more money than one person, but boss, there are many ways to make money, why are we delivering food?" Kou Beiyue said as a matter of course, "Because we don't know anything else."

The chubby boy opened his mouth, but found himself speechless, so he could only sullenly untie the bag and take out the food boxes one by one. After a few seconds, he expressed his doubts again, "That's not right. Isn't it simple to make money? Boss, you are now a Saint. You can completely sell the extraordinary stage props and become a millionaire."

Before Kou Beiyue could answer, Xiao Yuan said indifferently, "Extraordinary stage props, if we no longer use them, we will give them to extraordinary practitioners in the organization to improve their ability to cope with danger and ensure their survival rate."

The chubby boy suddenly understood. He knew that Master Wuhen had a loose organization. Usually, they were scattered everywhere. When the master lectured, everyone would gather at the Wuchen Inn. At this time, the sound of the elevator dinging came from the depths of the inn. Immediately afterward, an old man with a bitter face and wrinkles all over his face came out of the inn.

He wore a pair of wrinkled old leather shoes, a cheap short-sleeved shirt that cost a few yuan, and equally cheap black trousers. The old man's skin was dark and shiny, covered with wrinkles, like an old farmer working hard in the fields, or a short-term worker working hard on the construction site. One could easily see the vicissitudes of life ravaged on his face. Uncle Zhang.

Kou Beiyue showed a look of surprise when he saw the old man and said, "Why are you here? I just bought supper, let's eat together." The old man with a bitter face shook his head slightly, "I'm looking for Master Wuhen to solve my doubts. I have something to do, so I won't eat." After hesitating, he looked at Kou Beiyue and asked, "I heard Xiao Yuan say that your sister's case has been closed?" Kou Beiyue nodded vigorously: "I have no obsessions anymore. I will concentrate on practicing with Master Wuhen. By the way, it was Yuan Shi Tianzun who helped me overturn the case. Uncle Zhang, do you know him?"

"That kid is a talent. I have to admit that he is a little stronger than me. He is very friendly to people like us. I will introduce you to him another day." Hearing this, a sincere smile finally appeared on that weathered face: "That's good, that's good. Beiyue, you are lucky..." He seemed to be not good at words, and kept repeating lucky, that's good, and so on, then the scene became cold, and he turned his gaze to the chubby boy awkwardly and woodenly. Kou Beiyue hurriedly introduced him: "He is our new member, Liang Chen chooses a master to kill, he is my younger brother... Uncle Zhang is a senior member of our organization, and he has a very good personality."

It could be seen that Kou Beiyue liked this kind and elder person very much. An honest and honest farmer, a bit dull, a bit stupid, not good at words, not good at socializing. This was the chubby boy's first impression of Uncle Zhang. He bowed respectfully and said, "Uncle Zhang!" A look of helplessness flashed across the old man's slightly dull face. Kou Beiyue said, "Uncle Zhang, I heard Xiao Yuan say that you were injured by the official people a while ago. Who did it? Is it serious? I am a Saint now. I can take my younger brother to avenge you."

Uncle Zhang was silent for a while, then shook his head, "It's not a big deal, Beiyue, Xiao Yuan, I'm going back first." He nodded to the chubby boy again. Kou Beiyue said, "Take care." After Uncle Zhang walked out of the inn, Kou Beiyue said to the chubby boy, "Uncle Zhang's age is actually old enough to be my grandfather, but everyone calls him Uncle Zhang, so I call him that too. You just follow me."

"He is a bit taciturn, but he has a good heart and is very willing to help the younger generation. If you need any help in the future, you can ask Uncle Zhang, but Uncle Zhang doesn't come to the Wuchen Inn often, so you can't usually see him. Alas, I didn't buy much supper. It's good that Uncle Zhang left, otherwise there wouldn't be enough to eat."

Freelancer, good-hearted... If someone else said this, the chubby boy would sneer at it, but after these few days of understanding, he knew that this was a self-salvation organization.

Xiao Yuan pinched the old man's receding back, his brows furrowed slightly.

Jinghai City People's Hospital.

In the lounge outside the special care ward, Zhang Yuanqing sat in a high-backed chair, with a just-finished meal box and a canned beer on the table. "Captain Wei, how long have you been promoted to Saint? Why haven't you been promoted to deacon yet?" Zhang Yuanqing took a sip of iced cola and looked at the man opposite him.

This entire floor of the special care ward has been cleared. Ordinary patients have been transferred to other wards, and official practitioners have been arranged to guard the corridors and elevator entrances. Guan Ya, who has the ability to see through, has taken over the hospital's monitoring room, and Xiao Lucha is in the next ward, using props to monitor the surrounding movements.

Just waiting for the murderer to arrive, everyone will attack him together.

Wei Yuanzhou spun a can of beer in his hand, smiled, "To be promoted to deacon, you have to make more than three C-level merits, or one B-level. Everyone says that B-level merits are exchanged for life, and A-level merits can only be obtained by elders. You are a genius, you don't understand the hardships of ordinary practitioners."

"No, no, no, my merits are also exchanged for life." Zhang Yuanqing retorted and said with emotion, "I thought you were like what Bai Hu Wansui said, you didn't go along with the crowd, so you were ostracized."

Wei Yuanzhou said sternly, "Holding oneself upright is the bottom line. I am indeed not very gregarious, but it doesn't mean I am ostracized. As long as you concentrate on your work, the organization will always notice you, it just takes time."

"I was superficial, I'll punish myself with a cup." Zhang Yuanqing raised the canned cola.

He admired this warm-tempered and feather-cherishing plague god very much. He was thinking about whether to poach him to Songhai. Although he didn't have enough merit, he couldn't be a deacon in Songhai, but he could recommend him to Fu Qingyang and let Wei Yuanzhou serve as the patrol captain.

Because the patrol team chasing wanted criminals is more suitable for accumulating merit. When Wei Yuanzhou has accumulated enough merit in the future, he can return to Jinghai City to serve as a deacon. It is still very difficult to serve as a deacon in Songhai. As a municipality directly under the central government, deacons are usually 5th or 6th grade Saints. There are not many 4th grade ones.

Wei Yuanzhou smiled and raised his beer can, taking a sip. Zhang Yuanqing said, "Captain Wei, have you ever considered..."

Suddenly, Xie Lingxi's urgent voice came from the headset, "Brother Yuanshi, I heard the colleagues patrolling in the corridor fall to the ground. There was a brief fight. Their heartbeats are still there, they are not dead, just unconscious."

The attacker is really here! When did he sneak into the hospital? Why didn't Guan Ya warn me? There are no monitors in the corridor. He chose to clear out the enemies in the corridor first... Zhang Yuanqing stood up suddenly.

Wei Yuanzhou, who was sitting across the table, also put down the beer can with a solemn expression. He was also wearing a headset and heard what Xie Lingxi said. Zhang Yuanqing pressed the headset and said, "Can you hear the attacker's footsteps? What is his location?"

Xie Lingxi's cry came, "He's here, he's coming to our floor... um～" The sound in the headset stopped abruptly, replaced by Xiao Lucha's delicate groans.

In the next second, Zhang Yuanqing and Wei Yuanzhou at the round table felt their legs go weak, their heads dizzy, and a strong sense of fatigue and sleepiness surged through their bodies. At the same time, Zhang Yuanqing heard the sound of extraordinary practitioners falling to the ground in the corridor. Wei Yuanzhou quickly took out a tender green leaf from his inventory and held it in his mouth, and said in a deep voice, "It's a colorless and odorless paralyzing gas. The source should be the ventilation duct or the central air conditioning. The toxicity is not strong, but it will seriously weaken our combat power..."

He immediately judged the attacker's method based on the situation of his colleagues. The more concentrated the Gu poison, the stronger the smell, and it would be detected immediately. The attacker was very smart. He used the hospital's ventilation system to cut the flesh with a blunt knife, gradually paralyzing the official practitioners in the building. Zhang Yuanqing chuckled, "I guessed it."

What tactics would a spirit master who is good at using poison and fighting more with less use? When the patrol team discussed it privately, Li Chunfeng's speculation was - using ventilation ducts to deliver poisonous gas.

Therefore, Zhang Yuanqing arranged for Xiao Doubi and the Ghost Bride to guard the central air conditioning and ventilation ducts, and gave each of the official practitioners on duty an antidote pill refined by a Wood Demon. Unexpectedly, they were still tricked.

Zhang Yuanqing estimated that this spirit master held a grand prayer before the action to add a buff to his actions.

He calmly summoned the Mountain God Staff, held this very expensive but extremely powerful prop in his hand, and activated the prop's power function. In an instant, a powerful force surged out of the staff and merged into his limbs. The weakness of his muscles disappeared instantly.

Zhang Yuanqing rushed out of the lounge with the Mountain God Staff in his hand, and just saw a man in a black coat, hunched over, and wearing a mask in the brightly lit corridor, rushing towards the special care ward.

"Du!"

He planted the Mountain God Staff on the ground, and a green ripple spread out. The potted plants placed around the corridor came alive, grew rapidly, and extended into vines, entangling the incoming enemy.

The enemy, wearing a coat and hunched over, was unusually agile. He dodged the vines by sidestepping and jumping. Finally, he jumped up and stepped on the wall to escape the whip of a vine, just in front of Zhang Yuanqing. Under the black coat, an arm wearing a steel arm guard protruded. The palm was like a large rodent's forepaw, with sharp nails.

"Hu!"

The claws rubbed against the air, making a clear whistling sound, easily tearing apart the young man holding the staff. But this was just a phantom.

The hunched-over spirit master was stunned for a moment. Then, his body lay down on the left side, his back close to the wall, as if he was dodging something. "Bang!" The floor tiles where he was originally located were smashed into pieces. The young man holding the staff reappeared.

Missing with one blow, Zhang Yuanqing immediately kicked out, showing super flexibility. The tip of his toe slammed into the spirit master's jaw. At the same time, he saw half of the spirit master's face, rat-like black and shiny eyes, gray temples, and deep crow's feet at the corners of his eyes. He was very old.

The spirit master's body suddenly collapsed, dodging again with agility. Dong! Zhang Yuanqing's snake-like kick left a deep pit in the wall. He did not hesitate to use the Star Escape technique, his body turned into a dreamlike star officer, just in time to dodge the spirit master's claw sweeping towards his ankle.

Zhang Yuanqing's figure appeared more than ten meters away, his face pale, and worm-like objects bulging under his skin, slowly crawling. He was poisoned and invaded by insect eggs. The air was full of poisonous gas and dust-like insect eggs, which entered the human body with breathing. "Cough cough, cough cough..."

The spirit master suddenly coughed violently, feeling tightness in his chest, discomfort in his throat, and difficulty breathing. His forehead also burned up.

He was sick, and the bacteria were attacking his immune system, causing various discomforts. It was Wei Yuanzhou who released the bacteria in the lounge.

At this time, in the corridor, a certain door was rudely kicked open, and a red-haired girl rushed out. Without saying a word, she ignited her petite body with violent flames, like a meteor, crashing into the spirit master. The spirit master, whose body was in an uncomfortable state, was about to cross his arms, trying to block the meteor strike.

However, a ghostly figure wearing a bright red wedding dress and holding a baby in her arms silently appeared behind the spirit master and completed the possession.

"Boom!" The meteor hit the spirit master's chest, knocking him flying, spraying blood wildly, and his chest scorched black. Seizing the opportunity, Zhang Yuanqing used the Night Wanderer's powerful vitality to suppress the Gu worms and Gu poison. He held the Mountain God Staff in his left hand and summoned the Bloodthirsty Blade in his right hand. At a faster speed, he chased after the possessed spirit master, and the sharp willow blade pierced into the enemy's chest.

But Zhang Yuanqing knew that with the spirit master's vitality, such an attack was not enough to be fatal. He calmly pulled out the knife and slashed at the opponent's neck, planning to complete the decapitation. The severely injured spirit master seemed to become less agile after landing heavily. He clumsily swiped a few times, unable to make an effective avoidance. It was because Xiao Doubi had swapped his agility.

Dealing with a level 4 spirit master, and it was still more people fighting less, he did not need to use all his props, nor did he need to use skills such as Xiaoyue or Shenyou.

Just then, there was a loud bang, and the floor-to-ceiling windows in the ward next to Zhang Yuanqing shattered.

A black shadow broke through the floor-to-ceiling windows, swept through the ward in an instant, rushed into the corridor, and knocked Zhang Yuanqing away. This figure was too fast, so fast that he did not react. In a hurry, he could only roll over and use Night Wanderer to hide his figure. The black shadow did not pursue, but grabbed the spirit master's shoulder, carried him into the ward, and flew away from the broken floor-to-ceiling windows.

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes chased after the other party, and in the sound of helicopter propellers, he saw a sexy wasp abdomen with black and yellow stripes, and a familiar and strange back. Xiao Yuan. He was stunned.

ps: Fei Tianyu was drunk by me and vomited for half an hour. Xiao Long only knows how to admit defeat. Two wastes. But I coded a chapter after drinking. Sleep sleep...