The Secret Way of Immortality

#86 - It feels like a buffet

Ren Qing had been away from home for more than half a year, so it was normal for him to have changed significantly. Presumably, his elderly and frail mother wouldn't be able to tell.

Besides, the previous owner of this body was already taciturn and had a rather solitary personality.

Ren Qing mentally calculated that, with a cultivator's speed, it would take at most half an hour to get to Bazicun, and he might even be able to return the same day.

Song Zongwu seemed to remember something else and said, "In addition to the missions, officially becoming a Jailer also comes with a monthly allowance of blood crystals."

"At least another year..."

Ren Qing's mouth twitched. If there wasn't this restriction, he might take the risk of exposing the gluttonous power of the Ghost Messenger realm.

"If you have the consent of three Yin Messenger realm cultivators, it won't be so troublesome."

"Three, huh."

Ren Qing immediately thought of Grand Dream Master. Could it be that when the Ghost Market opens next time, he should try to force a relationship with him?

He took the opportunity to ask about the location where the Jailer's Office stored the aberrant objects, and Song Zongwu directly gave Ren Qing a complete version of the map.

The map clearly marked the location of each place.

The aberrant objects were stored near the edge of the northwest stomach wall, in a place called Shanguiku.

Shanguiku was very dangerous within the Jailer's Office, because the aberrant objects possessed intelligence. Even if they were bound by Abi Hell, it didn't mean that Jailers could guarantee their safety when entering the cave.

Ren Qing secretly noted it down.

It seemed that he still had to wait until after the first aberration before considering going to Shanguiku.

Yes, at that time, he must find a technique similar to the spirit of the hills, imprison the aberrant objects in the prison within his abdomen, and be ready to transform into a non-human at any time.

According to the life-extending effect of the Stone Eye, he could accumulate fifty years of lifespan in half a year.

The two chatted for more than half an hour before Song Zongwu prepared to leave the Immortal Buddha Temple.

Before he left, he reminded, "You will lead the mission. In addition, according to the rules of the Jailer's Office, there will be two probationary Jailers accompanying you."

Ren Qing agreed repeatedly, and then returned to the Fireworker Hall without lingering.

From afar, he could see that the courtyard was already taking shape, even slightly larger than the area Zhao Shuli had planned.

Ren Qing's residence was separated, and a closed martial arts training ground was built next to it. Although it was only fifty or sixty square meters, it was definitely enough for practicing techniques.

Xiao Wu and the others also benefited. Originally, they were supposed to share a room between two people, but now they each had their own independent wing room.

The other yamen runners did raise objections to this, but after all, it was Zhao Shuli who made the decision, and the voices were quickly suppressed.

As for the mission reward from the temple fair, the Underworld Crow would deliver it later.

There were about three stones of blood crystals, which meant that Ren Qing had gathered six stones, enough for the daily consumption of resources for cultivation.

Ren Qing didn't officially receive the Bazicun mission until three days later.

This time, in addition to the note that the Underworld Crow spat out, it also held a blood heart in its claws.

When the Jailer's Office carried out missions, the leader needed to hold the blood heart during this period to facilitate contact with the Jailers at any time.

Ren Qing put away the blood heart close to his body, and then checked the contents of the note.

The content was only three or two lines.

Around the beginning of March, the villagers of Bazicun would feel sore all over their bodies every day when they woke up, and their skin would have purplish-blue marks.

The injuries were not fatal, so it was not reported to the yamen until now.

For safety's sake, Ren Qing specifically asked Xiao Wu indirectly.

Xiao Wu seemed to be homesick too, and didn't need him to try to get information at all, talking endlessly about the past of Bazicun.

How could Ren Qing not understand the meaning in Xiao Wu's words, but after all, it was a mission from the Jailer's Office, and it was not easy to bring yamen runners along.

Moreover, if it involved aberrant objects, and the other party had not even learned martial arts, it would undoubtedly be extremely dangerous.

Ren Qing learned from Xiao Wu that Bazicun mainly raised poultry.

There was also a special place, which was the abandoned copper mine outside the village.

Although there was no longer any copper ore produced, when the mine veins had not yet dried up hundreds of years ago, many skilled craftsmen forged copperware in the village.

So, a lot of copperware was left behind, but only a few households placed it in the house as decoration, and most of it was sold off.

After Ren Qing understood the situation, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This was completely returning home under the guise of a mission.

The meeting time was set at noon tomorrow at the west gate of the city, and the round trip would probably take at most two days.

Ren Qing patiently observed the techniques, and then woke up early in the morning.

He went to the market to buy some daily necessities, such as rice, flour, and salt, anyway, the area of the prison in his abdomen was relatively large.

Soon it was noon.

Ren Qing went out of the city gate and looked around. He found that there were only two people on the deserted official road wearing coir raincoats and bamboo hats.

Who would dress like this in the hot summer, except for the Jailers.

Ren Qing didn't have the problem of aberration, so he dressed relatively simply, and looked more like a sturdy scholar from the outside.

The two probationary Jailers saw Ren Qing, and quickly approached and took off their bamboo hats.

Ren Qing recognized one of the women. He had seen her at the Rotten Mud Society and the Child-Giving Goddess Temple.

Yan Jun's hair was uneven in length, looking a little embarrassed.

She was afraid of holding him back and explained, "Ren Qing, I used techniques during the temple fair, which caused me to lose some hair..."

"It's okay, it's not even clear whether Bazicun involves aberrant objects."

Ren Qing turned to look at the other probationary Jailer. The other party's appearance was unremarkable, but his right arm was missing, and the empty sleeve fluttered in the wind.

Ren Qing didn't have a deep impression of this person. Yan Jun quickly introduced him.

The man's name was Zhang Mu. He was not from the same batch of probationary Jailers as Ren Qing, but had been doing it for five years, but had not yet been promoted to the Ghost Messenger realm.

In order to ensure the mission, Ren Qing naturally had to figure out the two people's true abilities. After intentional contact, information flowed.

Yan Jun's technique was called "Sideburn Growth Technique", which was actually turning hair into various beasts. Her aberration route was "Snake Hair Person."

Ren Qing had seen the role of pythons, and was quite satisfied with this.

As for Zhang Mu's technique, it was more peculiar, called "Black Arm Skill."

【Black Arm Skill】

【Created by the Ape Demon, cultivation requires placing the right arm in poisonous water to soak until the blood and bones melt, and only those who do not die can cultivate it.】

Ren Qing noticed that the information flow showed that the other party was cultivating independently.

The aberration route was "Armless Person."

Zhang Mu greeted Ren Qing in a dull manner, and then stopped talking.

Yan Jun didn't say much either, which caused the three of them to only focus on heading forward, and unknowingly they were already approaching Bazicun.

Ren Qing stood on the hillside and looked out.

The small mountain village of a dozen households appeared peaceful and serene. The villagers were either drying dried goods in the open space, or farming in the fields.

The pupils in his eyes turned.

Ren Qing's expression became stiff.

More than half of the villagers had no shadows; the stone bricks of the well at the entrance of the village faintly showed a fleshy red color; the eyes of the captive poultry were red, and the feathers were sparse...

"Are you okay?"

Yan Jun's words brought Ren Qing back to his senses. After no longer using his double pupils, the village was no longer unusual.

But this was not just suspected aberrant objects, there was more than one.

Well...

In a sense, it also meant that he had come to a supermarket?

Thank you for the rewards from Dǎ Hǎi xyz, and singing, walking, and being unrestrained.

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