deceitful cultivator

Chapter 36 Song Rong's True Intention

Everyone rushed to Pingdingshan.

As they approached the mountain village, their mood became better, and they even started talking and laughing.

It is relatively safe to stay in the village at night, and you only need to persist for another day before you can join the jailer.

Only Ren Qing's expression became more and more dignified, and he deliberately led the team to slow down, taking the opportunity to observe the surrounding situation.

Those villagers who left suddenly did not come back after more than half an hour, and they must have encountered an unexpected situation.

Or is it driven by something?

Xiao Wu scratched the swollen bump on his face that was bitten by mosquitoes, and couldn't help but excitedly said: "Finally we're going to the village."

"Li Quan, are you at home?!"

Guo Qing shouted loudly, and he went straight to the village on the top of the mountain along the winding path.

But what responded to him was Wan Lai's silence, only the strange whistling sound of the mountain wind passing through the gaps between the thatched huts.

The surrounding strange-shaped trees looked a little strange and inexplicable under the shadows.

Guo Qing rushed into the village in disbelief, and Wang Wen and others hurriedly followed.

Ren Qing stopped Xiao Wu and Zhu Ding. He stood at the entrance of the village and used his double pupils to constantly explore the environment, and soon found the location where the footprints gathered.

He approached and bent down to observe the footprints, and found that the depth and depth were the same, and even the distance between the steps was not much different.

"What's wrong, Brother Qing..."

Xiao Wu's voice trembled, but after he noticed that Ren Qing was still relatively calm, he calmed down immediately.

"It's okay, I'll go shopping and find a room to stay overnight."

Ren Qing had a guess in his heart, and walked deep into the village along the footprints.

Zhu Ding lost his backbone, so he couldn't help but leaned closer and asked softly, "Mr. Ren, why is there no one in the village?"

"Don't scare yourself, maybe you left temporarily because of an emergency."

Ren Qing came to the end of the footprints. This is a towering tree that has grown for hundreds of years. Those villagers should have gathered here at that time.

There was nothing unusual about the towering tree itself, but Ren Qing found strip marks on the surface of the trunk, which seemed to be left by dried mucus.

Ren Qing checked carefully along the traces, and then picked up a piece of insect remains, which was mixed with some minced meat.

It turned out to be a snail.

Song Rong...

His goal was indeed in the restricted area for disaster relief, and his departure time was several days earlier than that of the jailer, so he might have found the restricted area.

As for why he returned to Pingdingshan Village to control the villagers at the risk of being discovered by the guards, Ren Qing couldn't figure it out either.

Ren Qing subconsciously grasped the blood heart that the yamen in his arms had issued in advance, so long as he wanted to, he would be able to contact the jailer to come.

But now that he has figured out the situation, it made him calm down.

On the way he came, Chongtong didn't notice any insects with eyeballs, which meant that Song Rong didn't dare to put eyeliner recklessly.

Therefore, with Song Rong's cautious character, he would never show up easily in the face of such a situation.

In addition, he was already old, and even extending his life would not be able to change his weakened body, which made it even more impossible for him to expose himself to the light.

Ren Qing only needs to be careful to prevent wild beasts from attacking, and he must be very safe.

At this time, Guo Qing came out from the thatched hut not far away with a face full of astonishment.

He said to Ren Qing: "Send me, the houses in the village are all vacant, and there are even meals on the tables..."

Wang Wen, who was half a step behind, thought that the villagers were transferred away by the jailer, so he didn't care.

"Since there is no trace of a fight, it means that the villagers left on their own initiative."

Everyone thought together for a while, seeing that Pingdingshan was about to be shrouded in darkness, it was impossible to travel at night.

Ren Qing quickly ordered: "Let's stay here first, and we will leave early tomorrow morning."

He chose a larger thatched hut, and quickly lit the wood with flint and steel. The warm flame gradually dispelled the coldness.

It's just right to put the dry food you carry on the fire to heat it up, otherwise the entrance will be too hard.

The moisture in the mountains was kept out, and the temperature difference between morning and evening was close to ten degrees.

Xiao Wu yawned, and suddenly everyone's fatigue from walking for a day broke out, and they couldn't help feeling a little drowsy.

Ren Qing felt better, relying on the different mouth to keep the pig's eyes in his stomach digested, and his physical energy was continuously replenished.

"I will arrange a vigil first, so that everyone can also rest."

Because there are seven people, Ren Qing and Xiao Wu Zhu will form a team, and the rest of the fireworkers will be divided into two teams.

Each team keeps vigil for about an hour, so that they can also concentrate.

Ren Qing reminded: "Remember, even if you relieve yourself, don't stay away from the house, there may be wild beasts in the mountains."

Everyone agreed repeatedly, and they used furniture to block the wooden door so as not to be blown open by the mountain wind.

The few people who were not on vigil fell asleep by the campfire, snoring from time to time.

Zhu Ding stood vigilantly at the window, stood up and walked around a few times when he was sleepy.

Xiao Wu washed his face with water, then walked to Ren Qing and said, "Brother Qing, you should go and rest for a while, as long as Zhu Ding and I are watching."

"How can I rest, I can't relax at all under extreme circumstances."

Ren Qing glanced at the forest outside the window, and could vaguely see bats flying over the treetops.

Xiao Wu didn't bother the other party anymore, he added some firewood to the bonfire and went to watch the night.

Ren Qing secretly deliberated on Song Rong's intention to come to the restricted zone for disaster relief, and felt that there was only a layer of window paper separating him, but he couldn't pierce it.

He simply changed his way of thinking.

If I were Song Rong, why would I go to the restricted zone for disaster relief...

Song Rong's cultivation base can only be promoted through strange objects with the same alienation route. Could it be that there are strange objects in the ghost realm of the hundred-eyed person and the skinner in the disaster relief forbidden area?

Impossible, the disaster elimination restricted zone did not show similar abilities at all.

Song Rong will never do anything unsure.

Unless he was sure that there was a weird thing he wanted in the disaster elimination restricted area, it might have nothing to do with the Hundred Eyes or the Skinner.

Ren Qing realized Song Rong's ability to use his eyes to possess animals, and suddenly reacted, his expression became extremely complicated.

Wanting to remotely control animals, even if only indirectly, relying solely on the ability of the Hundred Eyes to create illusions is unrealistic.

It shows that Song Rong has a third technique.

In fact, the restricted area for disaster relief has also shown a similar ability, which can control pyrotechnics far apart, and the two should be the same alienation path.

It seems that there are indeed strange objects in the ghost realm that Song Rong wants in the disaster elimination restricted area.

Ren Qing is glad that he has the information flow.

It can be seen from this that the disadvantages of swallowing strange objects and mastering spells are too great, otherwise Song Rong would not be trapped in a mere half-corpse environment.

Even if Song Rong's organs are exhausted, if he enters the restricted area for disaster relief, he will still have to depend on fate.

Ren Qing didn't have a good way to deal with it, so he had to meet up with the jailer, and it had nothing to do with him.

An hour is fleeting.

The job of vigil was taken over, and Ren Qing lay by the fire camp pretending to sleep, but in fact, he separated his mind to visualize without purpose.

In the darkness, the mountain wolves are running towards Pingdingshan.

　Thanks to the book friend 160506141214740, Mulongtu, there is a reward for a kind of juice.

　
(End of this chapter)