Chapter 820 Confidence

Aunt Zhou's reaction was far beyond Zhang Yuanqing's expectations, and even made him a little scared.

Zhang Yuanqing sensed carefully and determined that Aunt Zhou's confused mood was not a fake, and she really didn't know about it.

Aunt Zhou doesn’t remember Brother Bing ever disappearing, or is the person who reported the case not a member of Brother Bing’s family? It must have been a relative who discovered Brother Bing was missing and called the police in time. Also, it was Uncle Lei and Aunt Zhou who reported the case to the Kangyang District Public Security Bureau.

Zhang Yuanqing is more inclined to use the method of spiritual realm walker to eliminate the memory of his parents after Brother Bing returns.

Well, there is no means of erasing memory among the skills of the spiritual realm walker, but there are many skills in the spiritual field that can make people forget this memory, such as the musician's hypnosis and the bewitching demon's bewitchment.

As for the most powerful illusionists and night wanderers in the spiritual realm, they have no similar means.

The bewitchment of the bewitching demon can distort cognition only when it reaches the saint stage. At Brother Bing's original level, the only method he could use was hypnosis. Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts suddenly changed.

"Yuanzi, what do you mean by what you just said?" Aunt Zhou asked, concerned about her son's condition.

"It's okay, Aunt Zhou, you're tired, go to sleep first." Zhang Yuanqing stretched out his hand, came close to her eyes, and snapped his fingers.

Aunt Zhou's eyes suddenly became dull.

Zhang Yuanqing helped her sit down on the sofa, eliminating the sadness and depression squeezing her heart, and Aunt Zhou fell into a deep sleep.

"Aunt, come to Brother Bing's house. Aunt Zhou may have been hypnotized. I would like to ask you to help awaken her forgotten memory." Zhang Yuanqing called to inform his aunt.

After hanging up the phone, less than ten minutes later, wearing jogging shoes, pencil pants and a white sweater, the young and beautiful Jiang Yubai appeared in the red line rising like a miniature hurricane.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately told his aunt the whole story.

The aunt said "hmm" to show that she understood, walked slowly to the sofa, and said softly:

"Aunt Zhou, Aunt Zhou, I'm Yu'er."

After calling three times in a row, Aunt Zhou faintly opened her eyes and looked at Jiang Yuyi blankly, "Yu'er, have you come to see Aunt Zhou too?"

Jiang Yuyi nodded and said in a gentle tone: "Aunt Zhou, do you still remember that Lei Yibing disappeared before?"

Aunt Zhou's expression was dull for a few seconds, as if she was reminiscing, and she shook her head and said, "No, A Bing has never disappeared before."

Jiang Yuyi glanced at his nephew, turned back and asked, "Think again, did Lei Yibing disappear three years ago?"

Aunt Zhou still shook her head: "No."

"I understand, Aunt Zhou, go to sleep." Jiang Yuyi said softly.

Her voice contained soothing power. Aunt Zhou closed her eyes, fell down on the sofa, snored slightly, and fell into a deep sleep.

Jiang Yuyi looked at his nephew and shook his head: "She has never been hypnotized."

This is a bit unbelievable. Zhang Yuanqing frowned a little: "So, the people who reported the crime were not Aunt Zhou and Uncle Lei? Who could it be?"

Jiang Yuyi had a calm face and analyzed:

"Why do you think Aunt Zhou and Uncle Lei were hypnotized? If I were Judge Sly Eyes, there is no need to ask the subordinates lurking in the Public Security Department to delete electronic files and destroy paper files. I only need to order Lei Yibing to go to the Public Security Department to cancel the The case can be solved without any hidden dangers.

"For the same reason, Lei Yibing has no reason to hypnotize his parents."

Zhang Yuanqing became increasingly puzzled: "The people who reported the case were not Aunt Zhou and Uncle Lei, and there was no need for Judge Sly Eyes to delete the files. Both things are unreasonable. How could this happen? There was an inside story behind Brother Bing's disappearance?"

This incident caught him off guard. He thought to himself, Brother Bing, you are a supporting character who lives in your lines, why do you have so many scenes?

With doubts in mind, Zhang Yuanqing and his aunt returned home and knocked on the door of his uncle's house.

When my uncle opened the door and saw the two of them coming hand in hand, he immediately performed a rap: "Yo, yo, useless Motoko and useless girl."

Jiang Yuyi interrupted rudely: "It's no use, you're a big-headed guy. You've been singing and dancing for half your life, and you can't even learn to double press. Come to the corridor for me. I want to ask you something."

Before the uncle could speak, the displeased voice of the aunt came from the room: "Yu'er, why are you talking to your brother? No matter what he is, he is still your brother, no matter how big or small!"

Zhang Yuanqing said hurriedly: "Auntie, I don't dare to make any mistakes while I'm here, don't worry."

Auntie groaned: "Motoko is still sensible."

The three of them walked into the corridor in silence. The uncle shook his legs: "What's the matter?"

Zhang Yuanqing quickly told his uncle what Chen Yuanjun had discovered last night and how he visited Aunt Zhou this morning.

"Uncle, when you met Brother Bing, did you find any clues? I think there is a secret behind Brother Bing." Zhang Yuanqing asked.

At present, only my uncle has dealt with Brother Bing after he became a spiritual walker, and they played the role of Demon King together. In a sense, Brother Bing is a part of his uncle's plan.

Uncle should have a deeper understanding of Brother Bing's situation.

"Is there such a thing?" The uncle unconsciously slowed down the frequency of shaking his legs. "I also watched A Bing grow up. After I found out that he became a degenerate, I paid attention to him for a while, but I didn't find it too unusual. The place."

I don’t know what the implication is!

Now Judge Cunning Eye has returned to the spiritual realm, and Brother Bing has declared himself to be under the Secret Abyss of the Five Elements. The spy who deleted the files in the first place had already been removed and executed when Fu Qingyang applied for the Tiger Talisman to carry out a large-scale cleanup.

Zhang Yuanqing thought for a few seconds and sighed: "Forget it, these are not important. Anyway, Brother Bing's whereabouts are very clear. We will ask after we rescue him."

He turned to talk about his plan to set up a trap to hunt down the elders of the Southern Sect, "Uncle, please lend me a dominating quality prop. I plan to hold an auction at Wanbao House."

After my aunt and uncle heard his plan, the latter pondered:

"The only thing you need to be careful about is that Lingtuo doesn't get a glimpse of the future direction, otherwise he will use his plan to trap you."

The three of them looked at each other in silence, speechless for a moment.

The scariest thing about Lingtuo is that the chess pieces are silent. You never know what he is planning or when he will stab you.

You can only be a thief for a thousand days, but you cannot prevent a thief for a thousand days.

Zhang Yuanqing pondered for a few seconds and said:

"This requires you, uncle, to control the situation.

"Didn't you reach an agreement with the Marshal? If Lingtuo dares to take action, you can also take this opportunity to trap and kill him. Taiyin's authority is secretive. In terms of combat power alone, it is not outstanding among demigods.

"Moreover, we can just use this to test Lingtuo's reaction. If he doesn't intervene, it means that he has no plans to deal with me in the near future, or has a more profound plot. If he uses his tricks to trick me, it means that this kid has regarded me as a human being. With a thorn in my flesh, I will directly follow the boss to enter the gang dungeon of the White Tiger Soldiers to upgrade."

The uncle looked at his nephew and said with approval: "Hey, not bad, he looks like a chess player."

Zhang Yuanqing hummed:

"Lingtuo is the Lord of Taiyin, not the Lord of Stars. His stargazing technique is not omnipotent and cannot be truly exhaustive. In the past, he only relied on personal suppression to bully me.

"He can't count me entering the night wandering state, he can't count the conspiracy in the spiritual realm copy, and he can't count the characters who have no cause and effect with him. As long as these shortcomings are used well, we can hope to fight against him."

Save money on soup, Wanbaowu.

In a small shop that was as old as a hardware store, Zhang Yuanqing placed an ice-blue bead on the counter. "It's a fire thief-level prop. Let's use it as the finale of the auction."

The bead was the size of an egg, and it was swaying with ice-blue flames.

The function of this bead is to steal heat within a certain range. Spiritual realm walkers below the master level will instantly turn into ice sculptures, while those at the master level will have their limbs frozen and their movements will be blocked.

——My uncle picked it from the Wanbao tree.

Lian Sanyue stretched out his hand to touch the bead, and his palm made a crisp sound as it was frozen into a hard ice sculpture. The next second, her palms lit up with three-color flames, dispelling the coldness and returning them to their original state.

"It's okay." Lian Sanyue retracted his hand, opened the inventory, took out a black iron wrench, and placed it on the counter: "The prop you want."

Zhang Yuanqing eagerly picked up the ring and checked the item properties:

[Name: Craftsman’s Ring]

[Type: Accessories]

[Function: Improve the intimacy of props]

[Introduction: The ring favored by the leader of the Mo Sect. It can enhance the intimacy between the wearer and the prop and gain the favor of the weapon spirit. Reduces the wearer's cost of using props by 30%. It can be automatically exempted from the cost of props once. After modification by the weapon refiner, the weakening rate has been increased to 40%, and it can be automatically exempted from the cost of props twice. 】

[Note 1: Active immunity is only valid for the cost of the prop. 】

[Note 2: It will make the owner addicted to collecting. 】

Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed. The weakening and immunity of the Skillful Craftsman's Ring had been greatly improved. The most important thing was that in the past, it could only exempt and weaken the cost of price items.

But now, it can exempt the cost of regular props. Most regular props also have a cost, just like the "fighting dance" cost of red dance shoes.

The uses are much wider.

"Its corresponding level is level 7, a level 8 rule-based and cost-based prop. It cannot be exempted. Remember this." Lian Sanyue said, reaching out to grab the blue bead.

Snapped!

A big hand pressed on the back of her hand, Zhang Yuanqing's face was ferocious and tangled.

Lian Sanyue rolled his eyes: "I forgot to remind you that the price of the Artisan's Ring is continuous. Regardless of whether you use it or not, as long as it is still in your inventory, you will become addicted to collecting."

Isn't this the same as the price of a pig's tail? Zhang Yuanqing quickly used spiritual comfort on himself, and then reluctantly took back his palm.

"What about the materials, machine weapons and life source liquid?" Lian Sanyue raised the corners of his mouth with a playful look on his face.

Fortunately, I didn't bring those things, otherwise I wouldn't have handed them over even if I died today! Zhang Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief: "I will ask you to deliver it this afternoon."

Nine p.m.

In the medieval-style meeting hall, beside the long square table covered with sword scratches, five figures appeared out of thin air and sat in their own seats.

Sitting in the chief position is Zhang Yuanqing, and on his left are Magic Eye and Xiao Yuan. On the right is the Master of the Killing Palace, Ms. JOJO.

Zhang Yuanqing looked around and said:

"I plan to hunt down the elders of the Southern Sect in the near future. The target has not yet been determined. I need a lot of intelligence to help me screen and target the target and arrange the work. Ms. JOJO, you are the minister of the Intelligence Department. You will be responsible for collecting intelligence and carrying out the work. If you encounter any trouble or confusion, you can ask Elder Dog for advice."

Everyone else has good abilities and experience. Only Ms. JOJO has been raised in a boudoir for a year. She has long been out of touch with modern society and has difficulty completing tasks independently.

At that time, the dog elder king will need to bring bronze.

Zhang Yuanqing gave Ms. JOJO to Elder Dog with the idea of ​​​​tying the dog onto a pirate ship and driving him around at will.

The temptation of the master-level war pet is equivalent to the temptation of the intact corpse of the Lord of War to the Yeyoushen. Even if Elder Dog knew that the new residence of Yuanshi Tianzun was unpredictable, he could only endure it with tears.

Ms. JOJO gracefully stroked the cat's tail and nodded reservedly: "I understand."

Zhang Yuanqing looked at the Demon Eye King again: "Magic Eye, use your previous channels and connections to investigate the recent whereabouts of the Southern faction's senior officials. Remember to stay hidden. Even if you give up the mission, don't alert the evil camp."

After speaking, he added: "These bastards have massacred countless civilians and are rich in blood. They are officially incompetent and lawful. They should be cleansed by our brothers."

When the devil's eye heard this, he was overjoyed!

Zhang Yuanqing finally looked at Xiao Yuan: "You can find out information about the Southern Faction through the channels of the Eastern Branch of the Psionics Association, but remember, you would rather give up the mission than alert the enemy."

After Xiao Yuan nodded, Zhang Yuanqing said:

“After a week, we will select the targets to hunt based on the specific intelligence content.

"Okay, let's break up the meeting!"

Songhai Zoo.

Ms. JOJO returns to the pet cabin in the park. Outside the glass door, the sun is shining brightly, the vegetation is lush, and occasionally there are roars of animals and birdsong, as well as the faint noise of tourists.

"Did you just enter the gang dungeon for a meeting?" Elder Dog's gentle voice came from the desk.

Ms. JOJO said "hmm" and immediately pondered, thinking about how to start her work.

"What is the content of the meeting, if I may ask." Elder Dog asked.

PS: typos should be corrected first and then corrected.