NOVEL WEB Chapter 74
Chapter 74: Not Land…
Chapter 74 Not Land…
Everyone rushed to hear the sound.
Ren Qing ran and thought to himself, if he wanted to silently attack and kill the monks in the cave, he must cooperate with the technique.
This suddenly reminded him of the land, and it is indeed difficult for people to perceive the truth.
And Ren Qing always felt that something was wrong with the land.
When everyone came to the open space outside the house, they saw pythons crawling around, and the corpses were carried to other places by the pythons.
Ren Qing’s heavy pupils turned, and he suddenly found that among the densely packed possum corpses, there was an possum that was still moving slightly.
The living possum has been transformed into a human form, only with some gray fur on its back, and its eyes are extremely empty.
If Ren Qing was not used to the wind and rain, he would definitely be frightened.
Thousands of rat corpses have the same appearance, and the expressions after death are all carved out of a mold, which is creepy.
Jiang Feng unexpectedly glanced at Ren Qing, who seemed to react faster than him.
What spell has such vision?
Jiang Feng couldn’t help bending over to check, he noticed that the Rat Man had no intelligence at all, and his vitality was still fading away.
“Huang Ziwan, you stimulate his Niwan Palace with toxins and see if he can restore his mind.”
Ren Qing grabbed the Rat Man’s body, apparently to control the other party, but in fact he called out the information flow.
【? ? ? 】
【Age: Four Hours】
【Shouyuan: One hundred and sixty-three breaths】
The lifespan of the Rat Man is still decreasing, and he is about to die out.
“Catch it.”
Huang Ziwan stretched out his index finger, and the nail immediately turned dark green and pierced into the Rat Man’s eyebrows, directly piercing the thick skull.
The Rat Man struggled frantically.
If it wasn’t for Ren Qing’s improvement in physique after being promoted to the Ghost Envoy Realm, I’m afraid he might not be able to hold on to it.
Huang Ziwan said in a deep voice, “It has no soul.”
Jiang Feng explained: “The rat mother will only give birth to the soul when the body dies.”
Ren Qing murmured to himself, whether this soul has anything to do with the main body is another matter.
Jiang Feng stared at the Rat Man and asked in a chilling tone, “Who are you?”
The Rat Man’s eyes seemed to be a little more radiant, and he only heard it muttering to himself: “Who am I? Who am I? Who am I…”
A lot of blood poured out of its nose and mouth, and its whole body trembled uncontrollably, and its skin grew wrinkles at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Shouyuan still has eighty-five interest.
Jiang Feng said loudly: “Huang Ziwan!”
Huang Ziwan narrowed his eyes, the color of his index finger became darker, and the poison was injected into the Rat Man’s head, causing the latter’s face to be distorted.
Seeing that the Rat Man’s lifespan was about to be exhausted, but he didn’t know the slightest clue, Ren Qing couldn’t help asking: “Are you a jailer?”
“The jailer, the jailer…”
The Rat Man’s eyes showed thought, and the self-talk in his mouth became louder, as if he was trying to recall some fragmentary memory.
Jiang Feng and Huang Ziwan looked at each other. Although it would be a lot of trouble if the jailer was involved, the corresponding remuneration would also be higher.
“Ren Qing, you continue.”
Ren Qing hesitated for a moment.
Since the land might have something to do with this matter, he didn’t need to hide it deliberately, and he had already informed Song Zongwu in advance.
Ren Qing asked tentatively, “The jailer… land?”
The Rat Man’s eyes were round and bloodshot.
“Land…land…”
It muttered, the facial features bleed uncontrollably, the head swelled even more, and the skull was cracked.
“I am not the land…”
The rat man’s voice became heavy, but it made Ren Qing feel a little crazy.
“So I am…”
Before he finished speaking, the Rat Man’s lifespan was completely exhausted, it turned into minced meat and exploded, not even a complete corpse was left.
With the death of the Rat Man, the rest of the corpses actually decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a while, only the ashes were left on the ground.
Jiang Feng asked hesitantly, “Is it really related to the jailer?”
Huang Ziwan was also puzzled: “There is no reason for the land to devour strange things, the risk is too great.”
He doesn’t know much about the land either, and only has contact with them in the restricted area for disaster relief. The relationship between the two is not as good as with Ren Qing.
It is hard to imagine that unrelated things can be connected.
Jiangfeng doesn’t recognize the land, but a suspect target is better than nothing.
Ren Qing told the two of them exactly what happened, but the separation of body and soul was hidden, and he just said that he heard it accidentally at night.
The two suspect that the land is controlled by some magic.
“I saw the land in the secret pavilion a few days ago. His state is indeed a bit strange, and even his memory has problems.”
Jiang Feng replied: “With the cultivation of the land, it is not difficult for the monks who want to sneak into the half-corpse realm in the cave.”
Huang Ziwan said with a bitter face: “The most important thing is to find out where the land is and what purpose it has.”
“I’ll report it to the Jailer’s Hall. We’re not good at finding people, so the Sludge Club’s mission may be taken over by other jailers.”
Ren Qing touched his nose, the prison guard hall really has a clear division of labor, in contrast, the yamen has a lot of risks and little benefits.
“Just in case, Mr. Yan, arrange a spell.”
“Senior Jiang, the technique can only last about three hours.”
Jun Yan felt a little distressed. In fact, the python that the hair turned into can be recovered, but now hundreds of hairs are wasted.
After the pythons were all over the hole, Jiang Feng said, “It’s alright, let’s leave first.”
Everyone followed the tunnel when Ren Qing came to the outside world, and the rest of the forks were blocked.
Under the bright sunshine, Ren Qing felt like a lifetime away. It was hard to imagine that the gang members of the Sludge Club had to stay in the small and deep underground all the time.
“I’ll go back to the jailer’s hall first.”
Jiang Feng took out his bone spoon and drew the doorway, then stepped into it.
Jun Yan also said goodbye and left.
Ren Qing looked at Huang Ziwan in confusion: “Old Huang, is this mission over?”
“It’s like this for the time being. As for whether we want to follow up or not, we’ll wait for Mingya’s notification.”
Huang Ziwan took out his drink and took a sip. It seemed that he wasn’t worried about the calamity that might follow, but was overjoyed because of the salary.
Ren Qing couldn’t help but ask: “What is the salary for the task?”
Huang Ziwan said with a strange expression: “It seems that Song Lao has not explained it to you clearly, but his personality is indeed like that.”
“There is a special kind of blood crystal ore in the jailer’s hall. Although it is very hard, it is useless, so it is used by the jailer as currency.”
He took out a red gem the size of a pigeon egg and shook it.
Ren Qing felt that the blood crystals were like blood droplets in a static state, and they could smell the stench, which should be coagulated by the blood of King Jizo.
“It’s going to be a ghost market in a few days. If you’re interested, you can visit it with me.”
Ren Qing thought about it, and it would be good to be able to obtain the materials for forging the natal magic weapon.
But what exactly is sold in the ghost market?
There are no rumors of treasures in this world.
Ren Qing asked Huang Ziwan, the latter shook his head with a strange smile, and did not answer his question directly.
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