deceitful cultivator

Chapter 57 Isn't it a cutscene?
Song Zongwu did not inform Ren Qing about the jailer's reserve, but said that the location would be placed in the jailer's hall.

Ren Qing has always been curious about the Jail Hall.

He had searched the yamen all over, but he still couldn't reach the prison hall, and he didn't even know the exact location.

On weekdays, the prison guards are so elusive that some yamen servants haven't even touched the prison guards for several years, let alone the prison guards' hall.

Song Zong left the Huogongtang without a few simple explanations.

He asked Ren Qing to wait patiently, and the latter had no choice but to return to the boring life of accumulating longevity.

Ren Qing began to try to eat raw fish eyes in order to prevent the supply of pig eyes from being cut off.

He found that as long as the amount is large and full, the effect of prolonging life is almost the same.

The only trouble is that Ren Qing does not have a supply channel for fish eyes, so he has to rely on Xiao Wu to buy them at the fish market.

However, it is impossible for fishmongers to dig out the eyes and sell them separately, which will undoubtedly damage the appearance.

Therefore, it is necessary to buy whole fish in large quantities, so the cost is not low.

Ren Qing had a slight headache, so he could only hope for the jailer's resources, otherwise his cultivation would stagnate when he arrived at the Ghost Envoy Realm.

Fortunately, there is no need to think too much now.

For the time being, the Blood Dog Gang did not embarrass him because of the braised boiled business, and even increased the proportion of profit distribution at the end of the month.

It can be seen that the word jailer is still very useful in the gang.

Unknowingly, more than ten days have passed, and Ren Qing's lifespan has accumulated to nearly eight years, which is not far from being promoted.

Ren Qing began to struggle with what technique to choose for promotion to the Ghost Envoy Realm.

First of all, exclude the Shenzu Jing and the Human Skin Book, these two cannot be brought to light.

It seems that Ren Qing can only choose between Taotie method and Wumu method. From this point of view, he should be promoted to Wumu method because of emotion and reason.

After all, he is the most familiar, and he can easily master the abilities of the twin nightmares after reaching the Ghost Envoy Realm.

However, the price of immunity from the No-eye method is even greater, requiring 15 years of longevity to advance, compared to five years less for the Taotie method.

Ren Qing was also a little worried.

He was afraid that the alienation route of the gluttonous method side stomacher was relatively mediocre, and it was not obvious for the improvement of strength.

Ren Qing pinched his swollen and painful temples, and forcibly suppressed his distracting thoughts.

It's useless to think about it now.

Maybe after reaching the Ghost Envoy Realm, his own lifespan will increase a little, so that both kinds of spells can be promoted.

While he was still immersed in the alternative retreat of constantly swallowing his eyes, the time to select the jailer reserve was quietly approaching.

Ren Qing didn't even realize it, and was still practicing saber techniques in the courtyard, when Song Zongwu grabbed him and headed towards the Jail Hall.

Flying over the eaves and walls on the road, in order not to attract the attention of the yamen servants.

Ren Qing also found many foreign monks wearing bamboo hats.

They obediently followed the jailer, and they should all go to the jailer's hall.

Song Zongwu saw that he was approaching his destination soon, so he reminded softly: "The location of the prison hall is a bit special, in order to prevent strange things from rioting."

"When you become a reserve, you will be able to understand the secrets."

"Okay, thank you, Senior Song."

The two arrived at a remote corner in the center of the yamen, only to see a few rockery towering up.

Ren Qing didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he could only tentatively said: "Senior Song, don't the jailers need to stay in the jailer's hall on weekdays..."

"Why are there no guards around?"

Song Zongwu shook his head and said, "No one likes to stay in the prison hall."

"So that's the case, then..."

"Shut up, the rest of the monks are here."

Song Zong said in a deep voice.

Seeing this, Ren Qing looked up, and the guards wearing bamboo hats came one after another, and they all stopped in front of the rockery.

Could it be that these rockeries are the location of the Jail Hall? It's impossible to think about it.

Ren Qing resisted not asking, and kept looking around with double pupils, trying to find the secret door to enter and exit the jailer's hall.

But nothing came of it.

After a while, there were more than a dozen monks gathered.

They took off the bamboo hats that concealed their faces, and they were jealous of each other.

Ren Qing glanced quickly.

Reasonable practice of spells may lead to a different appearance from ordinary people, but in fact, the feeling of alienation is quite natural.

But the monks who came from gangs are completely opposite, they are like a group of demons and ghosts.

It's fine to master spells by swallowing strange objects. There are no taboos when practicing, which leads to negative effects of alienation.

For example, there is a blood dog gang woman who masters the foot meridian.

The other party may have swallowed too much animal blood, causing cheetah fur of different sizes to be scattered all over his body, and only three of his palms looked like leopard claws.

Those beastly eyes couldn't even be opened and closed normally.

There is also the strongest man among them, who is at least two meters tall by visual inspection.

His skin was dark black, and there were two erect horns on his forehead.

However, he limped while walking, because his feet had mutated into hooves.

Of course, there are also some monks who are not much different from ordinary people. They should not be from gangs, and they probably look like they have just entered the half-corpse state.

Ren Qing looked around and found that most of the gang's techniques seemed to involve animalization, and the threshold might be slightly lower.

He made no effort to hide the double pupils of his eyes, which immediately attracted the attention of the guards.

In addition to the fact that Ren Qing was brought by Song Zongwu, it is hard for people not to care about the unprecedented alienation route of the double pupil.

The monk whispered even more, and subconsciously moved a little further away from Ren Qing.

It can be seen that the selection of reserve players has not even started, and they have already developed fear.

Song Zongwu glanced at Ren Qing and asked: "I said that they are all crooked melons and dates. You can't fall before the reserves, right?"

"Don't worry, at least I have experienced the blockade of the restricted area."

Ren Qing swore that he did not notice the smile in Song Zongwu's eyes.

Song Zongwu didn't mention at all from the beginning to the end, how many people were recruited for the reserve service, in fact there were indeed situations where no one was recruited.

At this moment, the half-human, half-snake jailer man squirmed over.

He walked like willows facing the wind, and he probably mastered the "snake sloughing technique" that Ren Qing had seen in Tuofeng Mountain.

"Mr. Song, long time no see."

Song Zong Wuchao nodded: "Indeed, Zhang Qiu."

"Elder Song, tell me, which area of ​​the prison guard's hall will you go to this time?"

Zhang Qiu stared at Ren Qing from the corner of his eyes, and kept spitting scarlet from his mouth.

"How would I know, if you are afraid of danger, don't go in."

Song Zong didn't pay any attention to the other party, and the rest of the guards didn't dare to come up to talk to him when they saw this.

Zhang Qiu made fun of himself and returned to his original position.

He communicated with the snake man in his early 15s, and then his expression became more and more gloomy, apparently breaking up unhappy.

Ren Qing said to himself: "The snake boy is not an orphan born in a gang."

"He is Zhang Qiu's nephew, probably because he was afraid of entering the Jail Hall and accidentally dying."

"I see……"

Ren Qing's mouth opened slightly, isn't it just a formality.

What danger is there? ! !
(End of this chapter)