deceitful cultivator

Chapter 120 True Dog Taoist Priest

Ren Qing made great efforts to pass through the crowd, and soon squeezed to the front of the queue.

They are now in the north of Mount Heshan. Because of the surrounding mountains, the sunlight is blocked, so there are not many vegetation.

A giant statue of a mountain god was carved on the surface of the mountain. It would have been impossible to do it for decades or hundreds of years.

The frail old man was helped out of the crowd. He came to the ridge and knocked the dragon-headed scepter in his hand.

The originally noisy scene suddenly became completely silent.

Ren Qing narrowed his eyes.

This person can’t be a preacher, so write it down first and then talk about it.

The old man coughed for a moment before slowly speaking: "A lot of disasters happened for no reason this year, so we decided to sacrifice to the gods in three days."

"Come here, whisk the dust for the mountain god."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of gongs and drums sounded, and then many strong young people came to the giant mountain god statue.

They began to dig out the gravel at the feet of the mountain god statue with their bare hands. Even though their palms were cut a few times, they still had no intention of stopping.

After the rubble was cleared away, Ren Qing noticed that the base of the giant mountain statue was a little weird. The more he looked at it, the less it looked like a natural formation.

The material of the base is similar to marble, but the texture is not black and gray, but a dark red similar to blood coagulation.

And it is full of words engraved on it, recording a personal name.

Some are similar to the merit stele in the temple. The monks will engrave the believers who donated money on the stele to seek blessings from the Buddha.

Then the carriage brought the smaller mountain god statue over.

The craftsmen followed behind the carriage. They used hammers and chisels to hit the face of the statue, intending to carve out the appearance in a short time.

Fortunately, the area involved is not large, so there is no need to waste too much time.

The young man was still digging through the rubble. Even though he was weak due to excessive bleeding, he would at most replace others and continue.

Immediately afterwards, the wealthy businessmen from Heshan Town arrived, and most of the names on the base were obtained through their donations.

Ren Qing's eyes fell on the small statue of the mountain god, and after hesitating for a moment, he kicked a piece of gravel with his feet, and they collided with each other making a crisp sound.

Unexpectedly, the stone layer of the mountain god statue is less solid than expected, indicating that it is not completely solid, and there may even be people hiding in it.

Could it be that the so-called invitation to God is actually the invitation to the preacher?
Ren Qing did not act rashly.

Probably when the sunset briefly shines on the ridge in the evening, the carving of the face is almost completed.

The excavation of gravel had already ended, and the young man began to bandage the injuries.

They will receive a generous sum of money from a wealthy businessman, which can be regarded as cleaning up the dust on the base on behalf of the latter.

Now that the key is reached, there will naturally be guards in charge.

Ren Qing did find the figures of several reservists through his double eyes. They were standing on the eaves or tree branches without concealment.

This made Ren Qing more convinced of his previous speculation.

Wuweimen's base should be in the surrounding mountain villages, and they will only be swayed in the city, although there are not many evangelists.

The residents tied the mountain god statue with ropes, and dozens of people stood on the ridge.

They uttered neat slogans, and the statue of the mountain god was gradually pulled to the most central position, and deafening cheers came from the crowd.

Immediately afterwards, the residents began to set up altars.

Seeing this, the crowds left one after another. The preparations will take at least three days, and then they will offer sacrifices to the mountain gods and pray for a good harvest.

No one noticed at all that the small mountain god statue had undergone some changes, and its stone eyes revealed inexplicable fanaticism.

A familiar voice immediately sounded in Ren Qing's ears.

"Tao gives birth to Tao, the gate of Wuwei..."

Ren Qing let the divided soul enter Wuwei Dojo.

There were hundreds of people sitting on the futons, and in the center was a Taoist boy with protruding eyes.

Seeing that he was not the Immortal Lord, Ren Qing was not prepared to alert him.

He needed Wuweimen to let down his guard, and it was best to let the water become turbid, otherwise he would have to fight head-on.

In a sense, the two are like grasshoppers on a rope.

They don't want the Jailer Hall to interfere with Wuwei Dojo, but their interests conflict with each other. Now it depends on who can't stand it anymore.

Ren Qing's real body walked towards the inn, with a cold smile on his face.

For hunters, how to attract wild animals is a problem. In addition to setting traps with food, in fact, if the wild animals feel fear, they will naturally throw traps.

What the Wuwei Sect is most afraid of is undoubtedly being noticed by the Jailer Hall.

Ren Qing planned to take advantage of this to test the Wuwei Sect's layout in Heshan Town, and it would be best to use this to catch them all.

When he returned to the inn, he took a rest and didn't open his eyes until late at night.

The Wuwei Dojo has long ended, but the Taoist boy did not teach the fictitious techniques, and the method was more like a test.

Then Ren Qing carefully slipped out of the inn through the window, and then quietly walked towards the Heshan Town Yamen.

More than a dozen police officers were patrolling the yamen, and only the Firework Hall was still emitting white smoke, indicating that the corpses were being burned.

Ren Qing's goal is naturally not a government servant.

The mirror, flower, water, and moon spread out, and his figure blended into the moonlight, looming in the dark night and making it difficult to distinguish.

He mainly didn't want to be exposed to the jailer, but the rest of the government officials were harmless. At worst, he would use the twin nightmares to modify his memory.

Ren Qing searched around and finally stopped near the corner of the Yamen.

This is a cell where prisoners are held. The internal structure is not much different from that of Sanxiang City, both extending downwards to the ground.

Ren Qing could feel that there must be a jailer nearby, probably not in a prison, but seeing this, he had no intention of going in.

Longsheji drilled directly into the soil, and soon found the place where the prisoners were held, with dozens of people inside.

Ren Qing's plan is simple.

Since he is the Taoist official of Wuwei Dojo, he must be able to preach, and he can even enlighten ordinary people into Taoist officials.

What if an uncontrolled preacher suddenly appears within the scope of Heshan Town?

Wuwei Sect will definitely deal with the evangelist quickly, otherwise if the jailer hall is alerted, he will probably pull out the carrot and bring it out of the mud.

Ren Qing planned to find suitable candidates among these prisoners, so he took advantage of the opportunity of offering sacrifices to the mountain god to stimulate Wuweimen.

Long Sheji quickly selected a prisoner who had been held for many years through the attached soul.

This person's crime was serious, but it was not enough to be beheaded, so he was detained indefinitely as if he had been forgotten.

The yamen officers would not count people on weekdays. After all, there was only one entrance and exit to the cell, so it was basically impossible to escape.

Even if the Yamen notices it, Ren Qing will probably have achieved his goal by then.

Ren Qing left the yamen and took his divided soul into the prison in his belly.

The old prisoner looked like he was nearly [-] years old. He had been locked up for at least several decades, which had caused functional deterioration in various parts of his body.

But what Ren Qing wants is this kind of person who has no contact with the outside world to avoid accidents.

The old prisoner suddenly felt the light that he had not seen for a long time. He opened his eyes dimly and his expression became extremely astonished.

Who could have imagined that when they wake up, the environment they are in will change drastically.

The surrounding walls are all made of flesh and blood, and they squirm from time to time, and you can still feel the residual warmth when you place your palms on the ground.

The old prisoner pinched his temples in disbelief, and after a moment he realized: "This is hell..."

He had spent twenty years in a cell, and he had almost forgotten why he was imprisoned in the first place. Death was actually not much different from liberation.

A figure walked out of the wall.

The old prisoner was about to ask, but he felt dizzy and fell to the ground.

【Wang Er】

【Age: 48】

【Shou Yuan: Three Years】

Ren Qing used Dream Dream without hesitation.

Wang Er's dreams were extremely fragmented, because most of the time he was in a dark prison cell, his memory was not even as good as that of a six or seven-year-old child.

This makes tampering easier.

Ren Qing didn't make too many changes, he just blurred out his experience in prison. Anyway, he was a dying tool.

The separated soul closed its eyes and muttered silently: "Tao gives birth to Tao, Wuwei Tao..."

He came to Wuwei Dojo in a trance.

Ren Qing did not rush to pull Wang Er's consciousness in. He first erased the mountains and rivers on the Taoist robe and turned it into ordinary clothing for a Taoist seeker.

After a while, some figures appeared in front of Ren Qing.

Wang Er's consciousness then entered the dojo.

Under the influence of Wuwei Dojo, the old prisoner's head was filled with fanaticism.

Seeing this expression, Ren Qing was extremely weird, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

What he didn't expect was that in addition to the expected Wang Er, the three alien wolves and the husky also came in.

Wearing ill-fitting robes, they looked like theater animals.

The husky howled, then jumped up and down in the dojo excitedly.

He even wanted to bang his head against the wall, fully displaying his true nature of demolition.

Veins popped up on Ren Qing's forehead.

Then he forced the husky onto the futon, and the three alien wolves seemed very well-behaved and sat on it on their own.

Ren Qing ignored the husky's weird wolfish tone, and then looked at the old prisoner, his eyes slightly translucent, like a fairy at the moment.

Wang Er grabbed the ground with his head and shouted heartbreakingly: "Tao gives birth to Tao, Wuwei Tao..."

"Are you willing to become a Taoist official?"

"Wish!! Wish!!"

Ren Qing placed his right hand on Wang Er's forehead. The landscape on the Taoist robe dimmed a little, and the colorful Taoist charm blended into Wang Er's body.

Wang Er's gray robe turned pure white.

However, Ren Qing's Tao Yun did not decrease much, and Tao Shengdao did not become incomplete again.

In the prison in his belly, Wang Er's body was still in a coma, completely unaware that he had become a Taoist official.

As long as Ren Qing wanted to, he could let Wang Er show his ability as a preacher at any time.

In this way, everything is ready.

Ren Qing then looked at the three wolf dogs and thought to himself.

He knew that Wuwei Dojo could create spells, but such spells could not be promoted, and their potential was extremely limited.

Naturally, Ren Qing would not try to practice, but what if the beast mastered it?
Even if it just makes the meat more delicious, it can be used as a food reserve. In fact, it's really good to think about it.

He picked up the bamboo slips on the wooden table and looked through them, but there seemed to be no suitable ones, so let's try to create a spell suitable for the wolf dog first.

　Thanks to the book friend 151110073253486 for the reward.

　
(End of this chapter)