The Secret Way of Immortality

After receiving the task, Ren Qing immediately left Sanxiang City.

He didn't plan to venture deep into the mountains, even though the surrounding area had been explored thoroughly, it didn't mean there were no hidden dangers.

Ren Qing followed the official road leading to An'nan Town in search of clues, specially changing into a coir raincoat and bamboo hat suitable for traveling.

The Great Miao Saber, which hadn't been used for a long time, was also strapped to his back.

Before leaving, he had carefully inquired with Zhao Shuli, An'nan Town was close to the southern border, and each imperial examination had more than twenty students participating.

Moreover, they were accompanied by soldiers, and even the prison guards would secretly pay attention.

With so many people, wild beasts dared not approach, and they were walking on the official road that had been confirmed to be safe, so there should be no accidents.

But the students from An'nan were two days late in arriving at Sanxiang City.

When asked, the prison guards only said that they had mysteriously disappeared, without any warning.

Unconsciously, the sky darkened.

Ren Qing noticed that most of the traces on the official road were left by vehicles and horses, and there were no footprints of a large number of pedestrians.

According to the distance estimate, he was now fifty miles away from Sanxiang City.

Although it only took him a little over half an hour, with the foot strength of ordinary people, a distance of fifty miles would take at least a whole day without eating or drinking.

From this, it could be seen that the An'nan students probably didn't take the official road, and if they entered the jungle, encountering anything would not be surprising.

Ren Qing recorded the situation, the more useful the information, the more blood crystals he would obtain.

Just as he was preparing to return to Sanxiang City, he felt a faint light flickering in the distance, which was emitted by a torch.

Ren Qing subconsciously narrowed his double pupils, and his gaze penetrated the dark night, and two figures gradually moved forward.

His expression seemed a little surprised.

The figures were an old man and a young boy.

The old man looked seventy or eighty years old, but his actual age should be around fifty, he was wearing relatively thin clothes, and his face was covered with ravines.

The five-year-old boy next to him was slightly different, even though it was hot weather, he was wearing thick cotton clothes.

He was wrapped tightly, and sweat was about to soak his clothes.

And there was a dark purple mark the size of a fingernail on the boy's forehead, as if it had been forcibly pressed out.

Ren Qing felt that the grandfather and grandson's attire was like that of the southern border tribes, the Miao people who lived south of Xiangxiang, and rarely had contact with the outside world.

He lightly tapped the ground with his feet and jumped to a tree branch not far away.

"Wo aye, I'm hot..."

The boy couldn't help but gasp for breath, but his physical strength far exceeded that of his peers, and he didn't show any signs of exhaustion after rushing on the road.

"Wo gu, we'll be in Sanxiang City soon, and then we can rest."

Wo aye's tone was slightly sluggish, and after speaking, he came back to his senses and touched Wo gu's head.

But from the old man's feet, it could be seen that he probably had blood blisters from walking for a long time, and his footprints were already slightly bloody.

Wo gu nodded, wiped the sweat from his face, and continued to walk along the official road.

Seeing this, Ren Qing didn't rush to show himself.

He planned to find a suitable opportunity, the more he looked at the two, the more strange they seemed, and maybe they would have clues about the students from An'nan Town.

The grandfather and grandson walked another ten miles or so, and soon began to feel sleepy, and the old man's walking movements became even more staggering.

If they really couldn't hurry, the two still didn't plan to stop, and didn't know what was supporting their will.

There happened to be a dilapidated temple that had been abandoned for a long time not far away, so the grandfather and grandson chose to stay overnight and go to Sanxiang City tomorrow.

The dilapidated temple originally enshrined the City God, but the statue had already been mostly damaged.

Wo aye lit a bonfire with a torch, and then opened all the windows for ventilation, otherwise it would be easy to suffocate people to death.

Wo gu fell asleep drowsily beside him, even at this time he didn't take off his coat.

Compared to the strangeness of the old man, the grandson was indeed slightly more normal.

Seeing this, Ren Qing walked directly towards the dilapidated temple, putting the Great Miao Saber into the prison in his abdomen, and specially changing into a scholar's clothes.

Wo aye noticed footsteps approaching, and his eyes suddenly became alert.

His right hand subconsciously placed behind his waist, where a wood axe was hidden, and it would be difficult to detect if he didn't draw it out.

"Old man, I'm sorry, I'm a scholar going to Sanxiang City, and I got separated from the team, so I can only spend the night here."

While Ren Qing was speaking, he silently used the ability of the Mirror Man.

The purpose was naturally to test the other party, and also to make his image as harmless as possible.

Wo aye sized up Ren Qing for a moment, then nodded.

He picked up his sleeping grandson, specially making room for Ren Qing, but they were several meters apart, showing that he still had some wariness.

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Ren Qing sat down by the bonfire, and in this short period of time, the old man's foot injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, there were a few more silver hairs on his head, and it seemed that his lifespan was constantly flowing away.

Ren Qing took out dry food from his arms on his own, he wanted to hand it to Wo aye, but the latter refused, but his face was obviously much relaxed.

The long night was endless, and it was impossible to fall asleep with a stranger beside him, so the two began to chat idly.

Ren Qing glanced at Wo gu out of the corner of his eye, the little boy's face was pale, becoming more and more bloodless, as if he was about to die.

"Is your grandson alright?"

Wo aye quickly checked Wo gu, and was startled when he found that his condition had deteriorated.

He took out a water bag made of cow stomach from his arms, then helped Wo gu up and fed him a little, and the latter gradually recovered.

Ren Qing's expression was strange.

Although the light was dim, he noticed that the water bag was filled with yellowish-brown viscous oil.

There was a strange fragrance.

Ren Qing had cooked stew, and he quickly realized that the oil should be mixed with various spices, and only by cooking them together would it be like this.

But how did he feel that adding spices was more like covering up the original taste.

"Old man, are you taking your grandson to Sanxiang City for treatment?"

Wo aye's eyes showed a moment of loss, as if he wanted to recall something, but he shook his head and didn't answer.

After a moment, he deliberately changed the subject and asked: "Little brother is not from Sanxiang City?"

"I came from An'nan Town."

As soon as Ren Qing said this, he clearly saw a look of astonishment on Wo aye's face, although he quickly concealed it, but he couldn't escape the double pupils.

Wo aye pretended to be calm and comforted him a few words, and then gradually distanced himself from Ren Qing on the grounds of taking care of his grandson.

Ren Qing was a little confused, the grandfather and grandson were strange in every way.

Moreover, he had contacted Wo aye, and he was indeed just an ordinary person, but all the signs indicated that it might be related to the An'nan students.

Wo gu woke up drowsily, muttering to himself: "Wo aye, I dreamed of them again..."

Wo aye said calmly: "Sleep, sleep, we'll be in the city tomorrow."

Wo gu fell asleep again.

Ren Qing pretended to rest, secretly thinking: "I'm going to see what's in the dream."