deceitful cultivator

Chapter 87 Another Self

Ren Qing took out a bamboo hat and put it on. Since there are really strange things hidden in the village, it can no longer be regarded as an ordinary return home.

With a serious tone, he warned Yanjun and the two to be careful, and then he quickened his pace and walked along the mountain road to Bazi Village.

When everyone could see the entrance of the village, they saw a caravan formed by several shopkeepers.

The leading middle-aged shopkeeper led the donkey cart, and at first he didn't notice Ren Qing and the others, they stopped at the entrance of the village.

After Ren Qing approached, the face of the middle-aged shopkeeper suddenly changed.

The three of Ren Qing were well dressed and wore bamboo hats, making them look like bodyguards walking in Xiangxiang.

Escort masters who can go out of the city these days are more or less capable.

However, Bazi Village is located in a remote place, so there is no way that any goods will be delivered here.

When had the villagers seen such a lively village, they all stopped to watch with surprise on their faces.

Fortunately, Ren Qing and the others did not carry weapons, so the middle-aged shopkeeper boldly asked: "Three heroes, may I ask you to come here..."

"We were sent by the Yamen."

Ren Qing's words were to the point, and the middle-aged shopkeeper immediately understood.

He watched the three of Ren Qing enter Bazi Village, and said decisively: "Go back the same way, this trip will be postponed."

"But……"

"Nothing to be desired."

The rest of the shopkeepers were a little hesitant, but the middle-aged shopkeeper just said a few words, and everyone immediately started packing their things.

"The jailer."

For these shopkeepers walking in Xiangxiang, encountering the jailer will inevitably involve life-threatening troubles, so they have to be cautious.

Ren Qing's actions naturally aroused discussions among the villagers.

Bazi Village cannot be self-sufficient, so it occasionally goes to Sanxiang City to replenish supplies.

To them, the peddler's entry into the village was almost like a festival, but now there was a sudden change, which inevitably caused some criticism.

Yan Jun asked nervously: "Ren Qing, do you want to go in first?"

"Wait a minute."

Ren Qing deliberately lowered the bamboo hat.

In his eyes, the shadows of some villagers are extremely bleak, almost invisible.

The water well was also filled with a thick black-red liquid.

Poultry even fought with each other to eat carcasses.

But so far, although there are weirdness everywhere in the village, no trace of the strange thing has been noticed.

After a while.

The staggering old man hurried towards the entrance of the village, scolding loudly on the road to make the nearby villagers retreat.

Ren Qing didn't know much about the old man, only that his name was Ren Shisan, who was about fifty and had been the village official of Bazi Village for decades.

Ren Shisan obviously understood that the yamen sent people, and quickly invited them to his courtyard.

He also asked his son Ren Xing to stand at the door so that no villagers would come and make trouble.

The interior of the house is relatively simple, but there are several landscape calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, and there are also four treasures of the study placed on wooden tables.

Ren Shisan was born as a scholar, and he spoke like an old Confucian, and he served tea and water politely.

"My lords, I have worked hard on the journey."

Ren Qing remained calm, giving the impression that strangers should not get close.

"Old man, is there anything going on in Bazi Village these days?"

Yan Jun and the two did not interrupt, after all, Ren Qing was mainly responsible for the task, and the latter was far superior to them in strength.

Ren Shisan smiled wryly and said, "It was true that strange things happened a while ago, but they have returned to normal recently. In fact, I shouldn't disturb you adults."

Ren Qing asked about the ghost press, and found that what Ren Shisan described was not much different from what was recorded in the note, and similar situations had long since disappeared.

If he hadn't detected the abnormality with double pupils, he might really have thought it was a false alarm.

Ren Qing glanced at Yan Jun and Zhang Mu, it seemed that the strange thing had to be found by himself, and he didn't know the technique involved.

He didn't tell Ren Shisan in detail, but told him that he would stay for a few days.

Ren Shisan hurriedly asked his daughter-in-law to clean up the guest rooms in the courtyard. Most of the unused houses in the village were dilapidated.

Ren Qing didn't intend to go to recognize relatives for the time being, but asked casually: "By the way, how is the situation of old man Ren's family?"

Ren Shisan was stunned for a moment and replied: "Fortunately, after the boss of the Ren family died, the younger son didn't go to work in the Yamen, so he worked at home to take care of his mother."

He couldn't help boasting a few words, and his words were mixed with dissatisfaction with his son Ren Xing.

Ren Qing paused, suddenly feeling unreal.

The situation in his family is absolutely impossible to go wrong, and the names of his brother and father are still left on the yamen's list of dead yamen servants.

How could there be an extra child?

Ren Qing had a thought, the strange thing happened in Bazi Village at the beginning of March, a little later than the day when Ren Qing left the village, could it be related?

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he quickly forcibly calmed down, but Yan Jun and the two still saw some clues.

But the two only thought that Ren Qing had something to do with Bazi Village, and they didn't know his origin.

Ren Qing stayed in the guest room impatiently, and told Yan Jun and Zhang Mu what Chong Tong saw.

Seeing this, Mr. Yan used magic to turn his hair into a python, spread it all over the grass to check the situation, and if any villagers approached, it would turn into black hair again.

When it was a little later, the three of them slipped out of the guest room quietly.

They all had pythons tied to their wrists, not only could Yanjun communicate easily, but they could also react to the latter when they were pinched.

Ren Qing asked the two to go to the well in the center of the village together, while he checked his other self at home alone.

Even if there is a mutation, they can support at any time in the Bazi Village.

Ren Qing went straight to the location of his hometown, only to see the courtyard separated by a simple fence, and some melons and fruits were sparsely planted.

And the house was still brightly lit.

He jumped onto the eaves and looked in through the gap created by the tiles, and there were two shadows shaking vaguely.

Ren Qing couldn't help frowning.

Although the angle of view is limited, it is obvious that there is a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a thin appearance.

Ren Qing's appearance before contact with the technique was almost carved out of the same mold.

Ren Qing's biological mother, Mrs. Chen, ignored the young man who kept moving. She mended the clothes by candlelight. Even though her face was wrinkled, her hands were steady.

The boy yawned stiffly and said, "Mom, I'm going to bed first, you should go to bed early too."

Chen Shi nodded kindly, but did not reply, and continued to mend the clothes seriously.

At this moment, Ren Qing found that the Chen family was clearly covered by candlelight, but the shadow was extremely thin, as if it would disappear at any moment.

He sneered, no matter what, if there is a problem, it will be solved.

Ren Qing fell back into the yard, then slipped into the house through the window next to the side door, and saw the young man lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.

The Dragon Snake Ridge slowly drilled out from the palm, stabbing directly towards the opponent.

Blood splattered.

The dragon snake ridge sliced ​​across the young man's thigh, leaving a long and narrow wound.

But his eyes were still closed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

(End of this chapter)