deceitful cultivator

Chapter 14

Hexing Street is close to the Dadu River across Sanxiang City, so it is named after it.

Every morning and evening, a large number of fishermen will follow the river to the wharf of Hexing Street, and stop at the fish market to set up stalls and sell them.

Residents in the west of the city will come here as long as they want to buy aquatic products, and even other urban areas will come here by horse-drawn carriage.

The fish market at the wharf is indeed something special.

The fish sold at the stalls in the early morning is the freshest, usually alive and kicking, and is loved by rich families and restaurants.

The fish sold at the stalls in the evening have been kept in wooden basins for a day, most of them have turned white, and the price is less than one-tenth of the original price.

Ordinary people will carefully select dead fish, and it is good to try them out.

When the sky was dark and past the eating point, the number of stalls gradually decreased.

The fishermen left Sanxiang City in small boats one after another. They all lived in villages on the outskirts of the city, and the night road in the water was indeed difficult.

Against the backdrop of the setting sun, the fish market becomes deserted.

Zhang Dou hurriedly cleaned up the booth, and almost left in time to buy pens and inks for his young children.

At this time, he noticed that there was a fish stall not far away, and he was not ready to close the stall at all.

Zhang Dou glanced at the setting sun halfway up the mountain, and walked over quickly.

He had met the stall owner a few times, and couldn't help but remind him: "Wang Bingquan, you can go, it won't be easy to walk in the waterway later."

"Hey Hey."

Wang Bingquan gave an inexplicable strange smile, his head was bigger than ordinary people, and his face was full of veins.

Zhang Doulian took a few steps back, but he quickly calmed down.

He looked at the stall, and there was a white silver carp in the wooden basin, and it lacked the fish eyes on both sides, so the quality was too poor to be sold.

"Wang Bingquan, if you can't sell this fish, go back and make soup yourself..."

"Hey hey, do you want to sell you?"

"Whoever wants your broken fish, count me as a donkey's liver and lungs."

Zhang Dou couldn't help cursing a few times, Wang Bingquan in front of him was not angry, just kept laughing strangely, which made people's hair stand on end.

He suddenly remembered the tragedy he had heard, it seemed to be about Wang Bingquan.

There are five fishermen in the village where Wang Bingquan lives. They fish together and take turns selling fish, and they take care of each other.

Unexpectedly, a few days ago, when they lowered their nets in the Dadu River, all the fishermen except Wang Bingquan died.

It is said that the corpses salvaged by the yamen did not have a piece of good meat all over their bodies, and only two holes were left in their eyes.

Rumor has it that it was killed by water ghosts.

Zhang Dou couldn't help showing pity, he was afraid that Wang Bingquan had lost his mind and went crazy, no wonder he would stay in the fish market and not leave.

He sighed and said, "Wang Bingquan, I'll buy this fish, you should go home early."

Wang Bingquan raised his head and stared straight at Zhang Dou, with an exaggerated smile on his lips.

"Three pennies."

Zhang Dou took out the money bag from his arms with an ugly face, took out a few pennies like a plague god, and handed them to the other party without counting them.

Wang Bingquan skillfully passed the straw rope through the mouth of the fish, and then passed the whole silver carp over.

"Remember to fry and eat. The meat of silver carp is tender and smooth, and the fish eyes are even more outstanding."

Just when Zhang Dou was about to take it over, someone suddenly cut off the silver carp's beard and snatched the straw rope just right.

He turned his head quickly, and at some point there was a yamen servant beside him.

"you……"

Ren Qing had no intention of returning the silver carp, but instead comforted him: "Hurry up and get on the boat, and you can buy your life for three pennies."

Because of Zhang Dou's fear of the yamen servants, he had to suffer this sullen loss, and at the same time, he felt deep doubts in his heart.

There is no need for two people to fight over a stinking dead fish. What does it mean to have three pennies to buy a life?
Zhang Dou walked to the pier in a daze, and looked in Wang Bingquan's direction again, only to see the two of them turning into the alley one after the other.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he always felt that Wang Bingquan looked like a ghost seeking his life, so he hurriedly punted and left.

And Ren Qing dangled around with the silver carp in his hand, his eyes constantly observing the surroundings of the alley.

He secretly visited the corpses of the No Head Case, and found that the residences of some of the deceased were close to the water source, so he found out about Hexing Street.

What these people have in common is that they bought a dead fish before they were alive, and after eating it, their eyes began to hurt, and finally turned into a headless corpse.

The conditions of the rest of the corpses were different, indicating that the Hundred Eyes had never shown their faces, and had been using certain means to kill people invisible.

Ren Qing waited at the end of the alley, without the slightest light nearby, it can be said that he couldn't see his fingers.

He stood there for a while, his bright green eyes gradually approaching him, and he could still hear some inexplicable murmurs.

"I didn't intend to kill them."

"Damn them, damn them."

"How can you blame me, don't blame me."

"Die, die, die, die!!!"

Wang Bingquan walked over, his distorted face was full of resentment.

"I'm here to return your fisheye..."

Ren Qing noticed something strange, he looked at the silver carp in his hand, and saw that the scales on the fish's body gradually fell off, and dense human eyes grew out.

In a daze, the silver carp became extremely alive, as if it had just jumped out of the water, and he couldn't help swallowing.

Ren Qing's double pupils turned, and the illusion disappeared in a flash.

He stretched out his hand to pinch the carp, and could clearly feel the foreign matter inside. After tearing open the belly of the carp, a human eye fell out of it.

Ren Qing saw that the person's eyes were still moving, so he stepped on it into minced meat, and then leaned towards Wang Bingquan.

Wang Bingquan muttered to himself against the wall. He seemed to feel extreme fear and knelt down on the ground trembling.

"Don't kill me, I have already done what you said, and I feed the eyes to the living every day, even the villagers."

When he said this, his tone became startled again: "I didn't kill them, I just hid my eyes in the belly of the fish, and they deserve to die if they buy my fish."

Ren Qing pulled out the dagger from his waist, then moved away.

Wang Bingquan's head became red, and most of his eyeballs protruded, but he didn't move his gaze away.

The ability of the Hundred Eyes is to create illusions, and it is not difficult to manipulate people's hearts. Wang Bingquan is obviously a puppet of the other party.

Ren Qing looked towards the wall.

For other monks, even with night vision, they would not be able to observe in detail, but those with double pupils can do it with ease.

I saw snails crawling on the wall, with a human eye growing between the tentacles of that head, and Ren Qing looked at each other with strange eyes.

Before Ren Qing could react, the snail exploded and turned into mud.

Immediately, there was a rattling sound from Wang Bingquan's throat. He clutched his broken neck in pain, and his head fell to the ground.

His head rolled against the wind, and he rushed out of the alley in the blink of an eye.

Ren Qing hurried to catch up.

It doesn't look like he has just been promoted with the method of Hundred Eyes. He always feels that he has been hiding in Sanxiang City for a long time, and killing people to get eyes is not the same as cultivating without eyes.

Maybe he was seriously injured and needed medical treatment, or maybe he was dying to prolong his life.

If this is the case, the Hundred Eyes must rely on strange objects to reach the half-corpse.

If you want to promote the Hundred Eyes, you must eat the strange things of the Hundred Eyes Demon Lord. Not to mention the narrow escape, how can you find it so easily.

Could it be that the other party is creating confusion and covering up something?
　Thanks to the book friend 160506141214740, who is the darkest, Shu Ba's reward.

　
(End of this chapter)