Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price

  Chapter 4 The corpse ran away with long legs

   Butcher Zhang wrapped half a catty of pig's eyes in oiled paper, wiped his hands on the apron, and handed it to Ren Qing.

   "Ah Qing, you don't need the money anymore."

   "How can it be, Big Brother Zhang is out."

  Ren Qing refused with a smile. He took out some broken money and forcibly stuffed it into Butcher Zhang's hand, and touched the other person intentionally or unintentionally.

   The amount of information shows that Butcher Zhang still has fifteen years of life, and he has not mastered any techniques, which is indeed not related to the Wumu method.

   Ren Qing heaved a sigh of relief, but was a little apprehensive.

   He can see from "The Law of No Eyes" that the old monk with a hundred eyes respects the human eye.

   I’m afraid that under normal cultivation conditions, once a blind cultivator tries the human eye, he is likely to be deeply immersed in it and unable to extricate himself.

  It is also very simple to verify, just inquire whether there are people who have had their eyes gouged out in Sanxiang City recently, and then you can find out.

   is that his connections in the yamen are really limited.

  Ren Qing found a noodle restaurant to fill his stomach. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, he got up and returned to the yamen.

  Plumes of white smoke wafted from the courtyard walls of the Fire Works Hall. It seemed that the three of Li Mian had already started burning a new batch of corpses.

  Ren Qing said hello, and then went into the wing with a bucket of well water.

   He first soaked the pig's eyes in well water to remove the blood, so as not to have no way of mouthing,

   Then he sat on the bed, closed his eyes and fell into meditation.

   After half a column of incense.

  Ren Qing sighed and opened his eyes, holding his temples in silence, he couldn't help but mutter to himself for a long time.

   "It seems that taking shortcuts also has drawbacks, and you can't enter the state of cultivation for a long time."

   Normally, forty-nine days after swallowing the eyeball, one would experience darkness all the time, and after that it couldn’t be easier to visualize.

  Ren Qing is the exact opposite. The process of his mastering the law of blindness is so short that he cannot find his way.

   And the more anxious you are, the easier it is to affect your state.

  Ren Qing simply tried the effect of pig's eye life extension first, maybe he could find an opportunity.

   He looked at the crystal clear pig's eyes through the moonlight coming in from the window, and after hesitating for a while, he threw it directly into his mouth, his face flushed red.

  It took a few breaths of time for Ren Qingcai to swallow with difficulty, the stench still remained in his mouth, and he almost vomited.

   Fortunately, the pig's eyes given by Zhang butcher were fresh and did not cause physical discomfort.

  The pig's eyes turned into heat in the belly, and it soon spread to all parts of the body, and a refreshing feeling came to my heart.

  Ren Qing sat down on the spot.

   He naturally began to practice blindness, the surroundings were once again enveloped in darkness, and rustling sounds came from the corner.

  Ren Qing felt that the heat was absorbed by the eyes along the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, causing a slight soreness.

  It can be waited until the cultivation deepens, and the movement in the dark becomes more and more obvious, as if someone is whispering in it...

   Ren Qing frowned unconsciously, and the familiar footsteps reappeared, slowly approaching him.

  Ren Qing hesitated whether to end his practice, but at this moment, the sound of footsteps had already reached within ten meters.

   "Police!!"

   The wooden door of the wing was knocked, and Li Mian's anxious voice came.

  Ren Qing was awakened immediately, the darkness around him faded like a tide, and behind him was all the cold sweat from the practice.

   It seems that the practice of this strange exercise must be timed well, if you are immersed in it, uncontrollable things will definitely happen...

   He calmed down and called to the door: "What's wrong?"

   "Police, the corpse is alive!!"

  Ren Qing was startled, he couldn't care about the sweat all over his body, and he didn't even have time to check the changes of Shouyuan after swallowing the pig's eye, so he opened the door and rushed out.

   "What corpse, which one?!"

   "It's the one that Noon brought, and there's something wrong with the rest of the corpses..."

  Li Mian was so frightened that she stumbled when she spoke.

   The three of them took turns guarding the stove in the first half of the night, and it went well, but something went wrong when they were about to carry the corpse.

  The corpse of the bookstore shopkeeper got up without warning and left the morgue, disappearing into the night in a few steps.

  Ren Qing snatched the lantern from Li Mian's hand and walked quickly to the mortuary while listening to Li Mian's story.

   A few steps to the door, Li Heng and Xiao Wu quickly retreated after seeing Ren Qing.

   As soon as he entered the door, Ren Qing pinched his waist with his fingers to keep calm.

   The remaining pyromancer's corpse still had a weird smile, and opened his eyes, looking at the door with inexplicable eyes.

   There used to be a shelf in the house to put the corpse of the bookstore shopkeeper, but it is now empty, and there are still linen wrapping the corpse scattered around.

  Ren Qing relied on the blind eye to check carefully, and he found a series of **** footprints extending from the morgue to the outside.

   If he informs the yamen now, he must take responsibility, and it is very likely that he will not be able to serve as a yamen, and his current strength cannot protect himself in Sanxiang City.

   Ren Qingxin said with a stern expression: "Xiaowu, you follow me to find the body, Li Mian and Li Heng are here to watch, remember not to act rashly."

  The Li brothers nodded. They stared at the morgue in fear, daring not to be slighted.

  Ren Qing turned to Xiao Wu and asked, "Is it alright?"

  Xiaowu gritted his teeth and replied, "It's alright, Brother Qing."

   "Then go."

  Ren Qing hurriedly followed the blood trail, but when he left the yard, he turned back into the house and grabbed the pig's eyes.

   The two turned east and west along the blood trail. The location of the fire hall was already remote enough, but the direction the corpse was leading was even more remote.

  Damp dew fell on them through the leaves, and the cold gradually penetrated the marrow.

  The high courtyard wall of six or seven meters comes into view.

   "This is the outer wall of Yamen West District."

   "Brother Qing, then..."

  Xiaowu pointed to the corner of the wall, and a figure was facing the wall motionless, sending chills down his spine.

  Ren Qing stared at the figure, barely able to see clearly.

  The corpse was already in a state of dilapidation, with a few pieces of sackcloth faintly hanging from his body, his eyes were even more empty and bloodless, and a drop of blood and tears flowed down.

   "Brother Qing, what should I do?"

  Ren Qing approached boldly.

   He circled around the corpse a few times, but he didn't notice anything out of the ordinary, he pushed it down with his arm and fell loosely to the ground.

  Ren Qing glanced at the direction the corpse was facing. Could it be that the Hundred Eyes hunters secretly caused the corpse to riot?

   "Take it back and talk about it."

  Ren Qing stuffed all the pig's eyes into his stomach, and the smell made him roll his eyes.

   It was too dark, Xiao Wu couldn't see what Ren Qing was eating, only felt the blood on the other side's mouth.

   Pig's eye is digested quickly.

  Ren Qing had steam coming out of his head. He and Xiao Wu carried the body one after the other.

   Halfway through the journey, the corpse moved again.

   Xiaowu's teeth chattered and reminded: "Brother Qing, the body is on your shoulder."

  Ren Qing turned his back to the corpse, so the hands that didn't find the corpse had been thrown to his neck, whether it was intentional or not.

   His eyes were slightly red, and the fear he encountered during cultivation temporarily gave him a big heart.

"Oh shit."

   At this time, the sky is slightly bright, and if you don't temper the fire, the workshop is likely to be found.

   If you can't sign a contract for three days, you can only ask for a recommendation ticket.

   You can invest in it, the judges, the mosquito legs are also meat.

   (end of this chapter)