Ren Qing smiled awkwardly.
Only then did he learn from Mu Yi that the main reason why it took more than twenty days was that Lin Cheng was seriously injured and had not recovered, and his reserve quota was only confirmed now.
"There are four people in the reserve this time. After you are promoted to the Ghost Envoy Realm, you will become an official jailer after one year."
Mu Yi took out a booklet and asked: "Tell me your major technique. If anything related to strange objects occurs, the Jailer Hall will be dispatched according to the technique."
Ren Qing said without thinking: "Majoring in the Eyeless Method, the state is that of a person with double eyes in the half-corpse state."
Usually, for missions related to strange objects, there are at least two or three guards and reserves. The auxiliary ability of the double-eyed person is the most suitable for you.
"kindness?"
Mu Yi was stunned for a moment.
The Eyeless Technique is not a rare technique in the Jailer's Hall. After all, it has been circulated a few years ago.
But this was the first time for the double-eyed person to hear it, which made her a little curious.
"What are the specific abilities of a person with double eyes?"
Ren Qing just said that his eyes can see more details.
But the separation of souls that was gradually developed was deliberately concealed.
Mu Yi didn't feel strange after hearing this, and even when recording it, he just briefly described the person with double pupils.
It can be seen from Ren Qing's performance in the Disaster Elimination Zone that it will not take long for the opponent to advance to the Ghost Envoy Realm, so it is better to save face.
"In fact, some monks will live in the Jailer's Hall permanently to facilitate access to resources."
Ren Qing couldn't help but ask: "Is there a market for trading in the jailer's hall?"
"There is a place called a ghost market, but it is only open on the fifteenth day of every month."
Ren Qing thanked him quickly.
Then I heard Mu Yi say: "I wonder if Mr. Song has told you about the Secret Pavilion, which contains the experience of being promoted to the Ghost Envoy Realm..."
Before Mu Yi finished speaking, he suddenly turned into debris and disappeared. It turned out to be just a puppet created by magic.
After thinking for a while, Ren Qing decided to go to the Secret Pavilion before being promoted, but first he should finish the external affairs.
His main hesitation was whether to move out of the Fireworks Hall.
Before Ren Qing could make a choice, Secretary Zhao, who learned the news, was even more anxious than him.
When Secretary Zhao heard that Ren Qing had become a reserve, he felt incredible at first.
He had indeed met Ren Qing several times, but he just felt that Ren Qing was more alert. Could it be that he had already mastered the magic of immortality?
Immediately, Secretary Zhao realized that this was a great opportunity.
If Ren Qing can be retained, even if it's just a false position, he will have someone to rely on when trouble comes.
Secretary Zhao secretly came to the Huo Gong Hall, and the two quickly reached a consensus.
Ren Qing usually does not need to pay attention to the affairs of the Fire Engineering Hall.
Even if Secretary Zhao wanted something from him, his duty was only to confirm the situation to avoid causing a large number of casualties among the government officials.
Ren Qing's salary has naturally increased a lot, so why not do it?
In this way, he changed from a hands-off shopkeeper secretly to a hands-off shopkeeper openly. Bo Feng called him a good guy.
The Blood Dog Gang may have heard about it, and since then, they have been sending livestock eyes to the Yamen.
Ren Qing accepted everything with a smile on the surface, but in fact he had begun to consider whether to completely cut off the stew business.
Fighting between gangs intensified.
There are more than a dozen corpses in the west of the city every day, including even martial monks, which shows that the situation is a bit out of control.
Ren Qing had no intention of getting involved.
He just wanted to be promoted to the Ghost Envoy Realm as soon as possible, and unknowingly, he had accumulated more than ten years of life.
But this trip to the Secret Pavilion is unavoidable.
Even if you use the information flow to force promotion, you should still go and take a look.
At least you can avoid some detours.
Ren Qing spent a late night taking out the bone key from the alien stomach.
He put on a raincoat and hat, and covered his face with a black cloth.
Then Ren Qing used the Da Miao knife to cut his palm open. The bone key greedily absorbed the blood and immediately became as warm as jade.
Ten breaths passed by in an instant, and the bone key turned into blood-red powder.
Ren Qing followed Mu Yi's instructions, dipped some blood powder on his fingertips, and then drew a doorway shape on the wall of the wing.
The smell of blood permeates the air.
The bricks within the doorway gradually turned into rotting flesh, giving the impression that they were pieced together from minced meat.
After a long time, the flesh and blood portal turned into ordinary wood.
But Ren Qing always felt that the texture of the original wooden door became more and more distorted as he looked at it, a bit like distorted and deformed human faces.
He calmed down and stepped forward, but his eyes fell into boundless darkness again.
Ren Qing found the tunnel leading to the Jailer's Hall with ease this time, and landed on the ground after experiencing a brief weightlessness.
He couldn't help but look around, and quickly figured out the location in the pouring blood. In fact, it was still at the junction of the ribs and the stomach wall.
Ren Qing knocked off a bone spoon and put it into the alien stomach, then moved it down along the ribs.
It may be that the Tremella selection reserve is over, and there are more people in the jailer's hall.
Ren Qing met several strange-looking guards on the road.
There was even a mouth with mosquito-like mouthparts on its face, which was constantly sucking the blood gushing out from the stomach wall.
Ren Qing did not have too much contact and just followed Song Zongwu's route towards the northwest corner of the Prison Hall.
He wasn't worried about getting lost in the Jailer's Hall.
The Secret Pavilion is relatively easy to find. After all, it looks like an upside-down five-story tower and is the tallest building in the Jailer Hall.
It's a pity that there is still more than half a month left before the ghost market opens, otherwise I could have seen it along the way.
After Ren Qing moved away from the ribs, the number of people who could meet the jailers gradually became rarer.
In fact, most of the jailers live in the outside world. In addition, the area of Abi Hell is relatively vast, and there are not many areas that are actually divided by the jailers.
Ren Qing is not in a hurry to reach the Secret Pavilion, and focuses on training himself.
Beast Eyes devoured them one after another, and their longevity steadily increased.
When Ren Qing could vaguely see the tower through the fog, he quickly quickened his pace.
Less than half an hour later, a simple black tower appeared in his eyes.
The tower is large at the top and small at the bottom. It looks like a funnel standing on the mountain, which looks extremely strange.
Ren Qing came to the tower and pushed open the ajar door with a slight force. Thick dust rushed towards his face.
There are eight bookshelves on the first floor, and there are spider webs everywhere in the corners. It can be seen that there are not many jailers here on weekdays.
Ren Qing choked on the dust and couldn't help but cough a few times.
Then the sound of footsteps came.
After a jailer discovered the stranger, he hurriedly walked outside the secret pavilion.
Ren Qing glanced subconsciously, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
There was no trace of human beings in the land, and the traces of animal transformation on his body were even more obvious. He was covered in thick scales and could only be vaguely recognized between his eyebrows.
"Ahem, cough, cough, do we recognize him?"
The hoarse voice of the land sounded.
"Senior, I don't recognize him."
Ren Qing replied expressionlessly, scanning the land with his peripheral vision, he always felt that there was something different from the jailer he had come into contact with.
The two passed each other, and the land disappeared in the rain of blood.
