In the underground space, Chen Qiang quickly peeled off the clothes on Chief Zhao's corpse from the inside out and put them on himself.
Of course, the other party's underwear was thrown to the side.
Too disgusting.
Hmm?
Just as Chen Qiang was about to burn Chief Zhao's corpse, from the corner of his eyes, he noticed that the other party was still wearing a ring on his left pinky finger. Scanning it with his mind power, although the space inside was not big, it was at least a storage ring, which was a good thing.
After collecting the ring, Chen Qiang burned the corpse with fire and transformed into Chief Zhao's appearance. Only then did he emerge from the ground.
After tidying up his clothes, Chen Qiang swaggered towards the An Clan's castle.
"Eh? Chief Zhao, where's that woman just now? Why didn't you bring her back? Heh heh, we heard her screams clearly just now! "
Before Chen Qiang could reach the castle gate, a pockmarked face greeted him with a smile.
Chen Qiang pretended to be angry and said, "Humph! I've already investigated clearly just now. That woman's origin is unknown. I've already killed her and even destroyed her corpse! "
"Ah?" Pockmarked face revealed a regretful expression, "What a pity for such a delicate beauty!"
Although Chen Qiang had absorbed the functions of Chief Zhao's corpse, it was a pity that he couldn't absorb the other party's memories. He didn't know anything about his identity and authority in this castle, and he couldn't even find out where he lived.
The castle was such a big place, he couldn't just randomly barge in, right?
"Hey, my head is a little dizzy. Help me back to rest."
Chen Qiang pretended to be exhausted, deliberately swayed, and ordered while supporting Pockmarked's arm.
"Hehe, understood. I'll help you back to rest now."
Pockmarked's face revealed a wretched smile as he supported Chen Qiang into the castle.
They finally entered the castle!
After entering the castle, Chen Qiang, who was half leaning on Pockmarked, began to look around casually.
Although he had absorbed Chief Zhao's Spirit Power, Chen Qiang was still afraid of An Ruoxu's abnormal Sea of Consciousness. He did not dare to use his Spirit Power to explore.
If An Ruoxu was still inside the castle at this time, as long as his spiritual power swept over An Ruoxu, it would be very easy for him to find out.
Therefore, at this time, it was safer to look with one's eyes.
The interior of the manor was clearly divided into three areas.
The building in the center was milky white in color. There were only three rooms, which looked like three blocks of tofu. However, these three rooms were also the largest.
On the left, there were two dark grey buildings that looked like yurts. They had a diameter of about ten meters and were about the same height as the watchtowers at the four corners of the manor, which were close to five meters.
On the far right, there were more than twenty magnificent buildings. The style was similar to the imperial residences of the ancient Earth.
However, what attracted Chen Qiang's attention the most was not the magnificent rooms, but the three milky white buildings in the center.
Involuntarily, Chen Qiang walked towards the three buildings.
"Hey, Chief Zhao, do you want to die?!"
Pockmarked, who was supporting Chen Qiang, saw this and quickly pulled him back.
"Chief Zhao, the laboratory area is the most confidential place in the castle. Anyone who dares to enter without permission will definitely die!
Previously, one of our brothers drank too much at night and accidentally peed in the corner of the laboratory. He was found by the fat butler, and in the end, not even his corpse was left!
Chief Zhao, let's go back to our rooms. "
As he spoke, Pockmarked supported Chen Qiang and walked towards the group of rooms on the right.
"Hey!"
However, just as Chen Qiang and Pockmarked were about to turn back, they saw a fat man who was almost two meters tall. He held his stomach and shouted at them.
"It's over, it's over! It's really what I'm afraid of! "When Pockmarked saw the person who came, the sweat on his face kept flowing down.
Although Chen Qiang did not recognize the person who came, he still said in a low voice, "What are you afraid of, I'm here."
After all, he was Pockmarked's superior. At this time, he would be more considerate. In the future, he would be able to get more information from Pockmarked.
"Right, right, right. Hehe, Chief Zhao is still a righteous person. When the fat butler asks, you have to be more tolerant."
Fat butler?
Hearing this, Chen Qiang was startled.
No wonder Pockmarked was so timid. It turned out that the fat butler was the one he had just mentioned, the butler who treated human lives like grass!
Before he could figure out the situation here, he had already met such a troublesome person. Chen Qiang secretly complained in his heart. It seemed that he would have to suffer a little this time.
However, Pockmarked had already bent over and supported Chen Qiang as they walked towards the fat butler.
"Hehe, Sir Butler, our Chief Zhao is not feeling well. I'm supporting him to go back and rest for a while."
"Not feeling well?"
The fat butler put his hands in front of his big belly. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly as he circled Chen Qiang.
Seeing this, Chen Qiang secretly cursed in his heart.
One look and he knew that this fat butler was an extremely sinister fellow!
Moreover, the expression on his face made Chen Qiang suddenly think of his only disciple, Zheng Ye, for some reason!
Although that brat Zheng Ye had not made much progress in his cultivation, his wicked thoughts came one after another!
And the expression of this fat butler in front of him was exactly the same as Zheng Ye's when he was up to no good!
It seemed that this fat butler must have been extremely bored on a daily basis, so he spent all his thoughts on how to prank people!
He was really miserable. Why did he have to meet such a perverted fellow!
As expected, after the fat butler circled Chen Qiang once, he shouted in a strange tone, "Yo! I say, Zhao Qian, no matter what, you're still a high-ranking guard. With your cultivation, other than our Fort Master and the two chief guards, who else can be your match?
How can a dignified expert be like an ordinary person? Are you trying to slack off just because of a slight headache and fever?
You're in charge of the guard work outside our castle during the day. If something goes wrong, can you bear the responsibility? "
After being scolded by a strange fatty, Chen Qiang lowered his head. His face was flushed red, and he had nowhere to vent his pent-up anger.
Seeing that the situation wasn't good, Pockmarked, who was beside him, loosened his grip on Chen Qiang's arm. He nodded and bowed as he said, "Lord Steward, this lowly one is only helping our Chief Zhao to send him back. As for the rest, this lowly one knows nothing.
This Pockmarked was rather straightforward. Seeing that the situation was not good, he had already thought of an excuse to escape and left Chen Qiang hanging.
It seemed like this so-called high-ranking guard didn't have a good relationship with others.
At this moment, a servant rushed out of one of the milky white rooms and ran out in a panic.
"Oh no, Sir Butler. The guard who just went in is dead again!"
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