deceitful cultivator

Chapter 73 Killing, Eating Tricks
The corpses of possums were piled up several meters, extending toward the depths of the burrow like a city wall, and each corpse had the same expression.

"It came so fast."

A hoarse voice came from behind the mountain of corpses, and then a tall, thin man walked out.

What surprised Ren Qing was that the man's eyes were replaced by two mouths, but there were eyeballs between the teeth, which looked extremely weird.

Huang Ziwan reminded softly: "This person's name is Jiang Feng, and the spells are also related to the pupils, but they tend to be spells, which can make people die suddenly."

Ren Qing nodded slightly, and the man quickly greeted him.

Huang Ziwan introduced with a smile: "Jiang Feng, this is the reserve Ren Qing I guarantee, he naturally has merits."

Jiang Feng's gaze rested on Ren Qing's double pupil for a few breaths, and then he said, "Another cultivator in the half-corpse realm died last night. Let's go and see the corpse first."

Ren Qing's heart tightened, and even the intervention of the jailer did not prevent the mud from being attacked and killed, which showed how difficult the opponent was.

Huang Ziwan said: "It should also be the work of the monks of the Mud Society, otherwise how can there be so many corpses of possum clones?"

"Two days ago, when the first semi-corpse cultivator died, there was no rat corpse. It all appeared last night."

They gradually approached the depths of the cave, and the air was full of rancidity.

Ren Qing looked around and found that there were several cave-like rooms nearby, where the members of the Mud Society might have lived.

There are also a large number of bones of livestock piled up in the corner, which shows that the Mud Club eats really well on weekdays.

Ren Qing consciously searched for clues, and he noticed that the possum's body seemed to be dying gradually while fleeing in all directions.

According to Jiang Feng, five monks from the Mud Gang died in total.

First, three corpses of Wurenjing were found in the stronghold in the north of the city, and then a corpse of a half-corpse realm was found in the south of the city.

At that time, only two days after the jailer sealed off the cave, another half-dead corpse appeared, and all the strange things disappeared inexplicably.

The three of them continued, and the bloody smell of the corpse became stronger.

Jiang Feng stopped walking suddenly. In front of them were more than a dozen simple houses, which should have lived in many people.

A woman with disheveled hair came out of the house, followed by an old man who was half-human and half-rat.

The woman should also be a reserve member, her hair wriggled slightly like a living thing, and she was a little surprised when she saw Ren Qing.

"Senior Jiang, we have checked all the entrances and exits, and there are no traces."

Seeing this, Huang Ziwan said, "Yan Jun, go and see all the possum corpses, and let us know immediately if you find any."

Yan Jun quickly agreed.

When she came to the mountain of corpses, the hair on her head fell off immediately, turning into a thumb-thick boa constrictor and crawling into it.

Jiang Feng led Ren Qing into the house.

When Ren Qing entered the door, he saw the corpse kneeling on the ground in a terrified posture. He must have experienced extreme fear before he died.

The ribs in his chest and abdomen showed a tendency to expand, his internal organs had been hollowed out, and blood was still dripping from the wound from time to time.

"Ren Qing, check it out."

Jiang Feng intends to test Ren Qing. After all, there is an extra reserve in the task, so the salary he gets will naturally be divided.

Ren Qing bent down to check the abnormality of the corpse.

He recalled his experience in the jailer's hall. The monk he met from the Slime Society just spit out the possum clone from his mouth.

I don't know if the two are connected.

Huang Ziwan looked at the old man of the Mud Society and said, "Elder Qian, look at my memory, tell me about the Rat Trouble of the Mud Society."

He mainly wanted to use this to remind Ren Qing that since he put the other party in the task, he naturally didn't want to look like he was blind and ignorant.

Elder Qian said honestly: "After Rat Trouble is promoted to Half Corpse Realm, there will be two alienation routes, namely the rat mother and the plague."

"The mouse mother is mainly a replacement, but usually, the clone can't be completely replaced until the main body dies."

"And the plague is a plague poison. In order not to harm the lives of ordinary people, there are fewer monks of this alienation and they are under the control of the prison hall."

Ren Qing narrowed his eyes.

In his opinion, there are three alienation routes for spells, and there may be exceptions, but they have not encountered them so far.

I don't know if it was Elder Qian who deliberately concealed it, or the Mud Club didn't notice it at all.

Jiang Feng said slowly: "So many rat corpses, isn't it caused by the rat mother?"

Elder Qian wiped the sweat from his brow and said, "I know every monk in the sect, but the appearance of the corpse is indeed very strange."

Ren Qing stared at Elder Qian and asked, "The monk who died a few days ago was a plague victim?"

Elder Qian nodded with an ugly face. If the strange objects of the plaguer form a restricted area, many people may be killed or injured.

If the prison hall settles accounts after the fall, the mud will suffer a catastrophe.

Huang Ziwan threatened: "Let the mice under your hands keep an eye on the city, and it will be too late when something happens."

"Okay, my lord."

Ren Qing reached out and patted Elder Qian, and used the information flow to obtain the spells mastered by the other party.

【Qian Lao San】

【Age: 41】

【Shouyuan: 33 years】

【Skill: Rat Trouble (Blood Feed Rat Demon. False)】

The blood-feeding rat demon was promoted from the rat mother, but Elder Qian obviously relied on swallowing strange things to get his ghost realm cultivation.

Huang Ziwan said, "The reason why the body was disembowelled was because the intention of that person was the strange thing of Rat Trouble."

"Elder Qian, are you sure there is nothing wrong with the Mud Society?"

Elder Qian said submissively: "I don't know, but even if I cast spells, I can't reach this level."

Huang Ziwan couldn't help asking: "Can't the rat mothers manufacture clones in large quantities?"

Elder Qian shook his head and said: "After the avatar transforms into a human form, the main body will die accordingly, and finally the avatar will survive instead of the main body."

"unless……"

Elder Qian showed a slightly hesitant expression, but Ren Qing continued his words and said, "Unless the avatar can't affect the main body."

In fact, what Ren Qing said is not complete. If the body has not lived, death does not exist.

Elder Qian muttered in disbelief: "But how is it possible."

Ren Qing pointed to the corpse and said, "The murderer took out the strange object and chose to devour it directly. After being promoted to the rat mother, he cast spells like crazy."

Jiang Feng frowned and said, "Then why did the plague sufferer die a few days ago?"

Ren Qing said hesitantly: "Maybe he is looking for the strange thing of the rat mother."

Huang Ziwan said darkly: "Why do I feel that he is not very satisfied, otherwise he wouldn't have produced so many possum clones..."

Elder Qian's face changed drastically. Didn't he want to get the strange thing of the blood-feeding rat demon next?
He hurriedly said goodbye and left, preparing to make Mud Society more vigilant.

Jiang Feng didn't care, how could Ghost Messenger die so easily, and besides, she was a rat mother known for her life.

They continued to search for clues, and even the wall panel came down.

At this moment, Yan Jun's shout came from outside the house: "There is a rat man alive, it is still alive!!!"

(End of this chapter)