The Secret Realm of Zhuling is a subspace that does not exist in the present world in a sense. Without the guidance of Shimen, even Beiquan himself would not be able to go back.
And what Chi Xiao is holding is indeed the special guide to the secret realm of Zhuling.
Beiquan escorted the girl into the crevice leading to the secret realm of Zhuling, and when he saw the "door" closed, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, although Chi Xiao had no experience and committed the taboo of being followed without knowing it, she still knew how to hide the entrance and exit, and it was hidden not far from the meeting point.
Now that Chi Xiao has left, Beiquan has no worries, but can let go of his hands and feet.
He quietly pressed his chest again.
In his chest, there still seemed to be a blazing fire.
Beiquan wanted to cough, but he resisted it.
Now is not the time to show weakness, he can't let the "head wolf" find out the fact that he is injured.
Yes, the "head wolf" who used the pack of wolves was also the one who made this raid, and is still hiding in the dark, I don't know what else to do.
—Yes, I can hold on until I go back.
Beiquan picked up the black umbrella and suitcase and walked towards the exit of the construction site.
As you walk, think:
- If you can't hold on, then you can only stop here, I'm sorry Master and his old man.
However, although Beiquan felt that he did not have a strong desire to survive, he still had to work a little harder.
So he opened his spiritual consciousness to the limit.
In Beiquan's vision at this time, what he saw and felt was different from that of ordinary people.
What he saw was the "Qi" emanating from the creature.
Just like when he met Chi Xiao, in order to verify the identity of her artifact spirit, he had seen each other's "qi". At this moment, in the area that his spiritual sense can feel, all creatures, no matter who the other party is. A person, a cat or a mouse, or even just a cockroach, in Beiquan's "look", they are all gas.
If he had to describe it, Beiquan would describe his feelings as the thermal imaging effect he had seen in anti-terrorism movies.
It's just that the color blocks of different colors no longer represent the temperature, but the energy of the creature.
Generally speaking, the stronger the energy field of the creature, the brighter its color will be in Beiquan's perception. On the contrary, if there is something that is not a living creature at all - such as a wandering ghost or a ghost, it will be regarded as a The intensity of yin qi shows the corresponding dark color from white to black.
No matter what the identity of the "head wolf" is, since the other party can use a large group of Gu wolves forged with sorcery, then the body will definitely be stained with yin qi, as long as it enters the perception range of Beiquan, it is difficult not to expose it.
He walked across the construction site, walking briskly and smiling, as if strolling in the courtyard, and just from his appearance, it was impossible to see that he was injured.
When he was about to reach the security booth, Beiquan opened his black umbrella and said to Void:
"If you don't come out, then I'll leave?"
His voice was not loud, but like a wave of ripples, it spread far away in the silent night.
The only answer to him was Xia Feng's whimpering through the open space.
Beiquan sighed and turned to face the southwest, "I've 'seeed' you, and you're still hiding your head and showing your tail, are you stupid?"
"Ha ha… "
Finally, someone responded to his provocation.
Directly in front of Beiquan, about 100 meters away from him, stood several casted foundation columns.
The foundation column was only poured in half, and the part exposed to the ground was not high, only about the height of the second floor.
A man came out from behind the pillar.
The distance between the two is too far, and it is impossible for Beiquan to see each other's appearance clearly at an abandoned construction site with insufficient lighting in the middle of the night.
He could only judge from the man's height and build, and it should be an adult male.
"As expected of the North Spring Immortal Master in the secret realm of Zhuling."
The other party spoke.
Beiquan frowned slightly.
That man's voice was not young, but not old either. He was in his mid-thirties. He was a standard baritone, not distinctive.
But for some reason, Beiquan always felt that the way he pronounced his words was very strange, like an inexperienced drama actor taking the stage for the first time. Distorted.
"Okay, let's not waste time, I still want to go back to bed early."
Beiquan waved his hand impatiently:
"What do you want to say, please hurry up."
Saying that, he sideways the umbrella:
"Or do you want to fight with me?"
Hearing this, the man laughed out loud.
"Listening to Immortal Master Beiquan's voice, I seem to be out of breath!"
The other party still said in that unnatural cadence:
"What, is your body unwell?"
Beiquan's hand holding the umbrella handle quietly tightened, suppressing the blood surging in his chest.
"That's nothing for you to worry about."
He retorted:
"It's you who just lost twenty Gu wolves..."
Beiquan smiled slightly:
"Backlash, it must be uncomfortable, right?"
"Hahaha, ahhahahahaha!"
The other party laughed out loud.
The laughter echoed repeatedly on the quiet and empty abandoned construction site, like owl birds croaking at night.
After half a minute of laughing, the man stopped.
"Zuncha is right."
The figure a hundred meters away replied:
"So I just came to say hello to Immortal Master Beiquan."
He leaned against the cement column, and his body disappeared. The next second, like a puddle of water, it instantly melted into the shadow of the column itself.
At the same time, a man's voice floated faintly:
"We, there will be a period later..."
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July 13, 12:20 in the morning.
Wei Fuyuan's footsteps were vain, floating down the stairs like a wisp of wandering soul.
He drank the herbal tea that Tian Raise made him about three hours ago, and based on his experience these days, it was probably enough to keep him up until he finished the last exam tomorrow morning.
At this moment, the little food Wei Fuyuan ate at night had already turned into heat, and the brain cells that had not stopped work all night were exhausted. The strong hunger drove him to put down his textbooks and go downstairs to the kitchen. Find something to eat.
He dug out a box of fried chicken from the refrigerator and threw it into the microwave to reheat.
At this moment, Wei Fuyuan heard a voice coming from the door.
—Oh, yes, Beiquan seemed to have said at dinner that he was going out tonight.
Wei Fuyuan slapped his forehead and finally remembered this.
He looked down at his watch subconsciously, then stuck his head out of the kitchen and shouted to the door like a wife complaining about her husband coming home late:
"What time is it, what are you doing, Beiquan? Why are you only back now!"
Beiquan carried a suitcase, with a black umbrella hanging from his elbows, raised his legs and entered the door. When he turned back and closed the door, his body stumbled uncontrollably.
He quickly raised his hand to hold the door frame, endured the suffocation in his chest, and looked at Wei Fuyuan.
Fortunately, the living room was dimly lit at this time, so Master Wei didn't notice Beiquan's abnormality.
"I warmed up fried chicken."
Wei Fuyuan went back to get the chicken nuggets in the microwave:
"Do you want to eat together?"
"no need."
Beiquan grabbed the back of the door frame, and streaks of blue tendons appeared from the force.
"correct."
He said:
"Can I trouble you to help me go to the balcony and ask for a raise? Say I'm waiting for him in the office."
Wei Fuyuan came out with the lunch box in his hand, and swept back and forth on Beiquan twice with his scrutiny eyes, but did not see anything unusual.
"What time is it? It's called a raise?"
he asked.
"I brought him two precious medicinal seedlings."
Beiquan deftly lied:
"If you delay until tomorrow, Xiaomiao will wilt."
Wei Fuyuan knew nothing about gardening, so he was easily fooled by Beiquan.
"That's alright, I'll call you after I put down the supper."
He turned and went upstairs, took a few steps, and stuck his head out from the handrail again:
"I have an exam tomorrow, and I haven't finished my study, so I'll go back to my room later!"
Beiquan waved at him, signaling Wei Fuyuan to take care of himself.
Then he watched his assistant "Den Deng Deng" disappear into the corner of the stairs, and as if he had collapsed, his legs softened and he knelt directly in the entrance.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Beiquan's throat was sweet, he covered his mouth with his sleeve, and coughed twice.
When he put down his hand, the inside of the black cuff was wet, with a faint smell of blood.
Beiquan climbed up against the door, staggering into the study, ignoring his precious suitcase and black umbrella.
The moment he opened the door, in the inconspicuous corner of the top shelf of the bookshelf, an inkstone flashed a red glow, and then Zhu Ling stood in the center of the room.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Zhu Ling keenly caught the smell of blood on Beiquan's body, and frowned deeply, "What happened?"
However, Beiquan was simply unable to explain.
He suddenly jumped forward and fell on Zhu Ling, and he did not forget to warn:
"Close the door, don't let Xiaowei know!"
…
About five minutes later, Tian Raise blew into the study like a trumpet whirlwind.
At this time, Beiquan was already sitting on a chair, unbuttoning his clothes, revealing his chest as white as suet.
It's just that on his left shoulder, there is a huge half-moon-shaped black shadow, covering most of his shoulders, and extending all the way to his chest and back.
Although there was no blood, it was a bite mark left by some kind of beast.
Tian Jiaxing took a deep breath, and even the hair that had turned into a fibrous root stood up.
"You, what happened to you?"
Beiquan's face was as pale as paper, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead, as if he had just been picked up from the water.
But he still raised his right hand, showing two fingers.
"Twenty Gu wolves."
Beiquan said:
"When fighting, I had to protect the contact sent by the master, so I was bitten by accident."
Tian Jiaxing jumped up like a rabbit and jumped in place a few times.
"I'm really #￥%￥#%!"
He was so angry that Beiquan couldn't understand the dialect:
"Twenty Gu wolves! You don't want to die! Can't you run if you can't beat it!!"
Tian Jiaxing turned his head and rushed out of the study while scolding:
"Wait, I'll get you medicine!"
As he spoke, he ran upstairs with his two short legs upside down, like an unloaded cannonball.
Zhu Ling stood beside him, folded his arms and looked at the wounded lying on the chair.
In the five minutes they had just waited for Tian's salary increase, Zhu Ling had a simple understanding of the whole story.
Regarding Beiquan's actions, from the standpoint of her monitor, she felt that there was nothing to be reasoned with.
However, Zhu Ling was quite dissatisfied with one thing.
"So I said, you need a real partner."
She coolly commented:
"If someone goes with you this time, the 'head wolf' may not dare to make a move rashly."