Chapter 193 Seeing the Demon Eye

ah? The Demon Eye wants to see me, but Elder Dog still agrees? Can you not go? Zhang Yuanqing was surprised. He never expected that he would still interact with him after the Demon Eye incident was over.

That madman gave him too deep a psychological shadow. To be honest, Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to see him.

"Why do you want to take me to see the Demon Eye King? I don't think I have any deep connection with the Demon Eye King." Zhang Yuanqing expressed doubts.

The purpose of the Demon Eye King coming to Songhai is to hunt and kill the Palace Master, Yuanshi Tianzun is just a supplement.

The Demonic Eye had no reason to "pursue" him.

Fu Qingyang said calmly: "Elder Dog asked about the details of the Chu family's extermination case, and the devil's eye made a condition. He wanted to see you by name. You can rest assured about safety issues. He is imprisoned in the zoo and his skills have been banned. Elder Dog will also Watching from the sidelines.”

Want to see me by name? How could I, the Heavenly Lord, be so virtuous and capable as to make Lord Demon Eye like Zhang Yuanqing so much? He pondered for a moment: "If my safety can be guaranteed, then I can go see him."

The details of the Chu family's annihilation attracted him.

That stinky bitch, the palace owner, is thinking about the past when the Chu family was wiped out.

Although Kuangpiao often teased him, he was actually kind to him. Given such an opportunity, Zhang Yuanqing felt that he should give it a try.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yuanqing put on a cap and mask and went out quietly.

Forty minutes later, the taxi arrived outside Fujiawan Villa.

An extended luxury car has been waiting at the door of the villa community.

The car door slowly slid open, Zhang Yuanqing quickly approached and got into the car.

Fu Qingyang, who was wearing a white suit and a handsome short ponytail, was sitting on a soft leather chair with an expressionless expression.

"Centurion!"

Zhang Yuanqing said hello and looked at the luxurious interior of the carriage.

Fu Qingyang owns many cars, and this one is one of the few that he knows the price of. The price is between 700 and 9 million.

There is a car refrigerator, large and comfortable seats, and a small table between the two seats. There are cigar cutters, airbrush lighters, goblets and other items. There are soft blankets under the feet, and the windows are equipped with curtains. When you lean on it, it becomes a soft and comfortable little bed.

The handsome young man from a rich family played with a cigar with a round head and a flat tail in his hand and said: "Let's go!"

The luxury car starts and accelerates smoothly, so smoothly that you can deeply feel the difference between luxury cars and economical cars.

Fu Qingyang picked up the drilled cigar cutter on the small table, cut the round end with a click, and handed it over: "Want one?"

Zhang Yuanqing waved his hand: "I don't smoke, nor do I smoke cigars."

He is not averse to smoking, but he just feels that at his age, he is forced to compose new lyrics to express his sorrow, and it is not yet time for smoking to relieve his depression.

The only time he smoked was when he and Kou Beiyue came out of the house of the security captain whose name he had forgotten.

Fu Qingyang sneered: "If you don't know how to smoke cigars, how can you be the son-in-law of my Fu family and my cousin-in-law of Fu Qingyang?"

"!!!"

At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing didn't know what expression to use to face Fu Qingyang's sneer, so he simply lost his expression.

Fu Qingyang bit his cigar and looked at him expressionlessly.

Zhang Yuanqing understood this and hurriedly picked up the airbrush lighter on the small table and lit it for the boss.

Fu Qingyang took down the cigar, watched his confidant Ma Zai light a cigar for himself, and said slowly:

"Guan Ya has a fiancé."

Zhang Yuanqing, who lowered his head to light a cigar, felt his heart sink. He handed over the cigar with the butt turning red.

Fu Qingyang took it and exhaled thick white smoke while saying:

"In a spiritual family, the younger ones with high status and good looks usually have to accept the arrangement of the family. In the old words, it is marriage. Only a few people with good talents can make their own decisions.

"Guan Ya originally had such an opportunity, but she gave up. Accordingly, she had to accept the family's arrangements. Her mother, my aunt, found a fiancé for her."

Zhang Yuanqing thought for a while and tentatively said:

"The other party is also from a spiritual realm family? A family within the Five Elements Alliance, or a musician or bachelor family?"

Fu Qingyang shook his head: "It's a spiritual family from abroad. That family is very powerful in the 'Heavenly Punisher' organization."

Only then did Zhang Yuanqing remember that the Fu family was a large multinational capital with huge industries at home and abroad, and that Fu Qingyang and Guan Ya spent half of their childhood abroad.

Guan Ya is of mixed race. There should be a foreigner in her parents' generation, because Fu Qingyang, her cousin, does not have mixed race genes, so the blood of her grandfather's generation is correct.

God's Punisher? Zhang Yuanqing asked while planning to go back and check the organization:

"What is Guan Ya's attitude?"

Fu Qingyang glanced at him: "Of course she resists. If she is satisfied with this marriage, will she still have an affair with you?"

Zhang Yuanqing felt a little embarrassed when his cousin said this.

"So, it's a bit difficult to be my cousin-in-law." Fu Qingyang said lightly.

Zhang Yuanqing pretended to be dead and didn't respond. He thought to himself, what kind of attitude is this? He's beating me up so that I don't pay attention to his cousin? Or give me a hint and ask me to work harder?

Or is he himself conflicted?

Unconsciously, luxury car drivers have left the urban area, the density of high-rise buildings has dropped sharply, and the number of factories has gradually increased.

In Songhai, both urban and suburban areas are overcrowded. The way to distinguish them is that there are many CBD areas in the urban area, while factories are clustered in the suburbs.

After driving for another half hour, there were no factory buildings anymore. Residential buildings and factories were replaced by elevated highways and undeveloped areas.

Finally, the luxury car stopped outside a zoo.

This zoo has an old-fashioned electric gate, and the ticket office at the gate looks shabby. A large vertical stone has the word "Zoo" written on it, and the red paint is mottled.

The two came out of the car. Fu Qingyang stood at the gate, looking at the dark and silent zoo, and said:

"Before going in, there are a few rules to pay attention to. First, don't say the word "animal". Second, if you see a rabbit coming, don't pay attention. Third, if a staff member comes to ask questions, , please pay attention to his uniform.

"Staff in black uniforms, don't respond, never respond. Staff in blue uniforms, say: I'm fine, I don't need help."

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, then understood something and said hesitantly:

“This zoo is”

Fu Qingyang nodded: "It is a rule-based prop that dominates the hierarchy. During the day, it is sleeping and does not need to follow the rules. Therefore, the zoo will be open to tourists during the day. After dusk, everyone must leave."

Rule-type props at the dominance level are almost the ceiling of the spiritual world, or are approaching the ceiling. Having said that, is the entire zoo a prop? Zhang Yuanqing said:

"I remember."

Fu Qingyang walked to the electric door and said: "Open the door!"

The electric door actually started and slowly slid open.

Fu Qingyang strode into the garden, and Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly raised his heels. Just as he passed through the electric door and entered the zoo, he suddenly felt a vague sense of prying eyes descending from somewhere.

He suddenly stopped and looked up. The night sky was dark and dark, vast and high, and there was no movement at all.

"What's wrong?"

Fu Qingyang stopped and looked back.

Who is watching me? It must not be an illusion. Zhang Yuanqing frowned and said, "I feel like someone is peeking at me."

He pointed to the sky.

Hearing this, Fu Qingyang raised his eyes to look at the sky, pondered for a few seconds, and said lightly: "Ignore it!"

The two people walked along the spacious main road. On both sides were dim yellow street lamps, which were not very powerful. The distance between each street lamp was four to five meters. This resulted in the street lamps with low power only being able to project light directly below. A circular spot appears.

Between the street lamps and the street lamps there is a quiet darkness.

It's really a classic scene in horror movies. No, compared to the master-level rules-based props, supernatural elements are nothing at all. Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart. Fu Qingyang's tall back in a white suit gave him a huge sense of security.

This young man is calm, strong, and always so confident.

After walking for about five minutes, there was a fork in the road ahead with a sign.

There is a picture of a lion on the sign.

Fu Qingyang turned into the fork in the road and led the way.

Zhang Yuanqing followed the path leading to the Lion Garden. At this moment, an erratic voice suddenly came from behind:

"Excuse me, do you need help?"

Zhang Yuanqing looked back. In the halo of the street lamp, there stood a figure in black uniform and a peaked cap. The shadow cast by the brim of the hat blocked his face.

The employees in black uniforms couldn't respond. Zhang Yuanqing quickly turned around and quickened his pace to keep up with Fu Qingyang.

Seeing that Zhang Yuanqing did not respond to him, the figure under the street lamp became anxious and quickly chased after him. His voice became increasingly ethereal and he asked:

"Excuse me, do you need help?"

When he heard the footsteps of employees in black uniforms pursuing him, Zhang Yuanqing almost ran away, but he kept Fu Qingyang's instructions in mind and forced himself to calm down, not to respond or pay attention.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and when they were about to reach behind them, they mysteriously disappeared again.

gone? Zhang Yuanqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, a whisper came to his ears again:

"You're here, you finally came to see me~"

Who is speaking? A chill ran down Zhang Yuanqing's spine, and his muscles all tensed up. He glanced around calmly. The street lights were dim, and the outlines of vegetation and rockery lurked in the darkness, silently.

Fu Qingyang, who was walking in front, said calmly:

"Don't look around and keep walking!"

Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath, got rid of all distracting thoughts, and followed Fu Qingyang closely. Fortunately, nothing strange happened next.

A few minutes later, the two came to the Lion Garden. Through the high iron fence, Zhang Yuanqing saw only one white lion in the spacious garden, lying lazily on the high platform in the center.

Its body is strong and slender, its white mane is extremely beautiful, and it has the majesty of the king of the prairie.

The white male lion looked deeply at the two "tourists" through the iron fence.

Zhang Yuanqing met the Demon Eye King in a cell next to the Lion Garden. He was contained in a camphor tree growing indoors, and his hands, feet and lower body seemed to have grown into the tree.

This camphor tree is not tall, but its trunk is extremely thick and gnarled, with vines hanging down from its lush branches and leaves.

A curly teddy squatted under the tree.

Seeing Yuanshi Tianzun coming in, Demon Eye King's eyes lit up.

PS: typos should be corrected first and then corrected.