After the blockade of the disaster relief restricted area ended, the jailer planned to evacuate.
As for the twelve strange herbs in Tuofeng Mountain, according to Song Zongwu, they grew under the influence of the Disaster Elimination Restricted Area.
In almost every blocked restricted area, the surrounding ecology will change.
It represents the twelve kinds of strange objects contained in the disaster relief restricted area.
The appearance of the herbs could tell the characteristics of strange things, but Ren Qing always felt that one was missing.
The real number is thirteen, not twelve.
He didn't know much about the disaster relief restricted area, so he reminded Song Zongwu indirectly, but the other party didn't find anything unusual after inspection.
Under such circumstances, Yamen Yai naturally had no reason to stay in Tuofeng Mountain.
After these days, the officials' faces showed lingering fatigue.
There are also people like Xiao Wu who have withstood the pressure and transformed themselves, and their originally thin bodies have become much stronger.
When he arrives in Sanxiang City, Xiao Wu will be promoted to a formal government servant without any accident, and his monthly money will more than double.
Dozens of people immediately set off to return.
The jailers all followed the yamen servants to prevent sudden wild beast attacks, but Tu Tu escaped into the ground to make his way.
After walking for dozens of miles, they found that all the nearby mountain residents had evacuated, and the villages were empty, with not even a human being in sight.
Ren Qing did not try to come into contact with the strange objects of the Demonic Scripture, mainly because he thought that there would be no shortage of opportunities after becoming a jailer.
The team marched from morning to night for a day, and when it got late, they found an open space to stop and rest.
The jailers chose to be distributed nearby, practicing their own practices without disturbing others, and taking care of their own food.
Ren Qing was about to swallow some animal eyes to meditate on the spell, but he noticed a few guards shivering and warming themselves next to the campfire.
He stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong?"
The detective shuddered and replied: "It's okay, I'm just a little chilly."
Only then did Ren Qing discover that several government officials were in a similar situation.
But if summer is approaching, how can it be cold in mid-April?
The reason why the jailers didn't notice it was because the temperature difference was not obvious, which was ordinary for their physiques.
Ren Qing couldn't figure out what the problem was. He could only suspect that it was because of the mountain breeze, which made people feel cold all over.
Ren Qingqian used a large seedling knife to cut down a few trees. After he had enough firewood to make a fire, it was no big deal.
The temperature did not drop any further.
Ren Qing felt relieved. Song Zongwu and others were here anyway, so there was no need to worry about danger.
He sat cross-legged on a high place and devoted himself wholeheartedly to meditating on the eyeless dharma.
Although the information flow can forcibly promote the technique, you still have to rely on yourself to fully master it.
Ren Qing's current heavy eyes are very different from when he was first promoted to the Half-Zombie Realm, and he has gradually begun to explore the true power of the spell.
"Being ahead of the enemy" can even sense the crisis, which is no longer a pure reaction.
Unknowingly, Ren Qing's soul slowly floated out, as if looking at his body from above his head.
He didn't dare to try to move, as the loss would outweigh the gain if his soul was damaged.
Ren Qing was just adapting to the state of separation of body and soul, and preparing to be promoted to the Twin Nightmare in the future.
As he concentrated his attention, he could clearly hear nearby movements, such as the sound of a government servant snoring and the traces of reptiles that came out to hunt at night.
Suddenly, Ren Qing frowned.
A strange rustling sound reached my ears.
Some sounds like flesh and blood being torn apart, mixed with the sound of bones turning into pieces.
Because Ren Qing's state of mind was affected, he immediately exited the state of separation of body and soul. The moment he opened his eyes, he quickly looked around.
But the camp was peaceful, and he couldn't see anything strange at all, and it didn't seem like something strange had affected his senses.
Ren Qing wanted to enter the body and soul separation confirmation again, but haste makes waste. The more he cared about it, the harder it was to find the state.
He had no choice but to focus on visualization techniques and also pay attention to his surroundings.
However, until daybreak, nothing strange happened on the hilltop where they were stationed. On the contrary, it caused Ren Qing to have a nervous breakdown.
The yamen servants all became energetic after getting enough sleep, and each simply ate some dry food.
Ren Qing got rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind, and then directed everyone to pack their things, planning to return to Sanxiang City as soon as possible.
They looked at each other in silence along the way. When the setting sun shone on them, they could already see the majestic city gate in the distance.
Everyone subconsciously speeded up the pace. When the officers and soldiers saw that there were guards escorting them, they let them into the city without checking.
The streets with people coming and going attract the eye.
Vendors shout out their wares, the smell of food and drink penetrates the nostrils, and braised food stalls can be seen everywhere.
It aroused the tear ducts of some government officials.
Compared to the temporary camp in the mountains, it feels like returning to the human world at this moment.
"Damn, I'm so suffocated."
Huang Ziwan wore a bamboo hat and ran into the city with Sayazi.
Mu Yi and others greeted Song Zongwu and left one after another.
Song Zong was expressionless but a little confused.
He stopped and said, "Ren Qing, take the yamen servant to the yamen to report. I will come to you after a while."
Ren Qing couldn't help but ask: "Senior Song, what's wrong?"
"Have you ever seen land on the road?"
"I saw it at first, but then I didn't see it after I went underground."
Song Zongwu nodded and said, "I must be worrying too much."
Even if the land is attacked by water hyacinth, it is impossible to hide so many guards, and its survivability is extremely strong.
Ren Qing didn't think much and returned to the Yamen together with the Yamen servant.
The other yamen officials expressed their gratitude to Ren Qing very politely and even thought of inviting them to a banquet, but they were all rejected by him.
Everyone can't rest immediately, they have to go to the magistrate first to receive the reward.
Ren Qing couldn't help but frown as he walked.
The sound that the soul sensed last night seemed to come from the ground? ! !
It couldn't be the land. After all, he was also the jailer of the Ghost Envoy Realm. How could he disappear so silently?
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The recently extinguished bonfire scattered smoke and firewood everywhere, and there were even leftover rations eaten by the government officials.
As night fell, cracks spread from the ground.
The nearby birds spread their wings and move away, which seemed to indicate something unusual.
After a while, a blood-red seedling grew on the hillside. It was several meters in size in the blink of an eye. It seemed to be a herbal medicine from the outside.
The branches of the herb are spread all over the face, and the leaves are beating like a heart.
If Ren Qing were present, he would definitely recognize the herb as the one that disappeared from the Disaster Elimination Restricted Area, a strange thing associated with the "Magic Planting Sutra".
When the hillside was opened by cracks, the roots of giant herbs were exposed.
The strange thing is that there is a corpse attached to the end of the roots.
The corpse, half human and half animal, covered in scales similar to that of a pangolin, is none other than the land himself.
He seemed to be frozen in the moment of death, with a greedy expression on his face, and roots growing out of his body, as if he had swallowed grass seeds into his belly.
A faint mist dispersed, and all beasts that came close to the giant herb turned into pus, and were eventually absorbed by the roots.
The herbs continued to grow, and soon they were more than ten meters in size, and the area of the mist became wider and wider.
The fog cleared.
The herbs burrow into the body of the earth like living creatures.
The land came to life, then stiffly moved away from the hillside.
