Kurapika staggered two steps, holding his knees to steady his body.

"Jingyanque" asked: [Are you okay?]

[I'm fine...] Kurapika stood up straight.

[Your eyes. It doesn’t look like nothing is wrong.]

Kurapika's eyes were still burning red. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath to regain his composure, glanced at the ground where the weird old beggar was no longer there, turned and walked towards the hotel.

[The moment I looked at the person just now, I seemed to have seen that day...] Kurapika clenched his fists and smiled bitterly, "It may be an illusion caused by some kind of telekinesis ability used by the other person. After you control my body,

My consciousness was pushed into the depths of my mind, and my hallucinations became longer and longer...]

What Tsukuyomi!

"Jing Yanque" cursed and asked: [The old beggar just said that you are more of a work of art than him?]

[He should refer to my employer.] Kurapika said calmly, [Probably because he regards my experience as material for some kind of art work. As far as I know, in this art exhibition,

The painter who bought the pair of flaming eyes from the gangster, his latest painting to be exhibited has this theme...]

【Calm down! Your eyes are going to be red and warm again!】

…

Kurapika quickly entered the hotel.

"Where is that old beggar?" Damat, the employer, asked with a frown.

"Already sent away." Kurapika replied. The employer was an ordinary person. He couldn't say that he suspected that the other party was a telepathic person with malicious intentions and used some means to escape.

"You said there are no beggars!?" Damat turned around and got mad at the hotel waiter, but the other person still had a polite smile. In short, he didn't know whether to bring the old beggar over or take a look.

The "Kingyan Bird" just stood on Kurapika's shoulder and blended into the atmosphere. Others just thought it was a bird that Kurapika picked up outside.

The bodyguard with the Chinese character face reminded him on the way upstairs: "You have to be careful with strange foreign objects, whether they are objects or living creatures."

"Thanks for the reminder." Kurapika said calmly, "The beggar just now was not sent away by me, but he disappeared out of thin air after launching an illusion attack on me."

The bodyguard with the Chinese character face was very surprised, "An attack with telekinesis?"

"Anyway, please pay more attention."

They can't even figure out where the enemy is, so everyone can only deal with it this way. They are bodyguards, and they are here to deal with any trouble that may come close to their employer.

The employer, Damat, had two rooms and arranged two shifts for the bodyguards, day and night. One shift would live with him, and the other shift would live next door to rest together.

Kurapika was assigned to the night shift, so he had some free time to rest during the day. After gathering, he listened to his employer's talk for a while before disbanding and going to the next room.

The other bodyguards who were also on the day shift planned to go out for a walk to familiarize themselves with the terrain. Kurapika said he would go later.

After the others left, Kurapika sat alone on the sofa and looked at his hands.

"Jiji?"

The little gray bird jumped on the coffee table in front of him.

"What?" Kurapika looked confused.

[Why are you in a daze?] "Jingyanque" switched to Yuebiao's communication channel, [Did you find anything unusual?]

"Hmm." Kurapika looked at his palm and said telepathically with the moon mark, "The moment I had a hallucination in front of my eyes outside, I grabbed the beggar's arm and pierced his arm through the "Skull Knight"

The skin of his arm got a little bit of his blood...]

[Oh, your ability requires the target’s blood as a medium. 】

[But when he disappeared, the blood I obtained also disappeared.] Kurapika looked at his clean palms, suddenly raised his hand and threw out a ball of energy, which turned into a dolphin bookshelf, and extracted the first

Four volumes of "Apocalypse". Kurapika's eyes burned red, entering the flaming eye state, and activated the special telekinesis ability "Absolute Time".

Wow!

The fourth volume of "Revelation" opened a blank page and floated in front of Kurapika with red eyes.

Jing Yang knew that Kurapika's "Apocalypse" had lie detection and person-finding functions. Especially after entering the flaming eye state, this function was upgraded again. Even if he had met strangers once, he could detect them.

Surveillance screen lie detection, tracking and divination from a distance... But now, Kurapika burned "Absolute Time Apocalypse" for a full 30 seconds, and the blank page was still a blank page, and no trace of the apocalypse appeared.

Phew, the books and the dolphin bookshelf disappeared and returned to a ball of air.

Kurapika rubbed his eyebrows and said to the "Kingyanjabi" on the coffee table: "That beggar... is not a real creature."

…

It's dusk and it's getting dark.

In the back mountain training ground, seven or eight more martial artists could not hold on any longer and returned to their physical bodies, their "souls" dissipating.

There were only eleven or twelve martial artists left in the field who were still persisting.

Yungu and Zhehao are among them.

Jing Yang didn't need to say more. He didn't need to use persistence to describe it. The whole process seemed very ordinary and there was no difficulty at all.

Next to him, Yun Gu was sitting cross-legged on the ground in order to control his physical body. He was struggling and almost failed. At this moment, the "soul" behind his head was holding his breath and concentrating obediently, sitting cross-legged in the air, not daring to move.

Jing Yang's "soul" was sitting on top of his body, his chin resting on his hand.

If it weren't for the stars on Yanjau, Xiaodi, and Kurapika that allowed him to "wander the world" in a true sense and not get bored, he might have given up long ago...

Seeing him doing nothing, the "souls" of Zhehao and other martial artists almost became unstable and collapsed.

Is the gap that big?

[Did you get the photo?] Jing Yang's "soul" looked at Xiao Di, and his voice reached Xiao Di's mind through the ring on his physical index finger.

Xiaodi shook her phone, and then said to Hart: "Go back."

"Ah?" Hart touched his head.

Xiaodi didn't even say it a second time, and turned around and walked towards the back mountain hotel.

Hart looked at his senior brother Yun Gu, who was meditating with his eyes closed, no matter whether he was physically or "soul", and hurriedly followed Xiao Di's footsteps.

On the way, Xiaodi said: "Do you know Bisji's mobile phone number?"

"Are you talking about Senior Brother Yungu's master? Only Senior Brother Yungu knows about it, right?" Hart wondered, "But the call record of the hotel's landline phone from yesterday may still be there..." After a pause, he added, "Senior Brother Yungu

It’s quite sloppy, it must not have been deleted yet!”

When they arrived at their hotel room, sure enough, the call record with Bisji last night was still there.

Xiaodi sent the photo he took to this number, with the following text: "This is Master Sky. Has he changed in any way compared to forty years ago? - Yungu"

Hart took a glance and suddenly realized that it turned out that Sister Xiaodi was taking pictures of Sky Master!

Soon, Xiaodi's phone vibrated, and Bisji texted back:

"You photographed the wrong person, this is not Sky Master!"

"PS: Yun Gu is not this number! Who are you? Zhen Yuanzi?"

Hart looked at the reply from senior brother Yungu's master and was stunned for a long time, unable to recover, and suddenly shuddered.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
Chapter completed!