On the day of gathering with the jailer, the hot weather that had lasted for a long time was suddenly swept away by the coolness, and the slightest bit of rain fell.
Ren Qing left the Yamen early in the morning and headed towards the south of the city.
He noticed that there were far fewer members of the Blood Dog Gang on the streets. Only outside the Hualou Casino would they send people to keep an eye on them.
It can be seen from this that things in the Mud Club are still fermenting.
Although Ren Qing didn't know the specific situation, the fact that the monk in the Half-Zombie Realm died for no reason and the strange object was still missing was definitely not something that could be explained by an accident.
When the jailer intervened in the investigation, the Blood Dogs and other gangs tacitly chose to stop.
If the gangs in Sanxiang City want to survive better, the first thing they cannot offend is the jailer.
Ren Qing slowly arrived at the south of the city and could see that the surrounding environment had become much filthy, and there were some beggars lying on the street with no fixed abode.
Compared with other urban areas, the south of the city is more mixed, with gangs of various sizes on almost every street.
These gangs do not involve magic, and their numbers range from a dozen to hundreds.
The Mud Club is not actually a gang in the south of the city. It is distributed in various urban areas and is said to like to hide in nooks and crannies.
Not long after Ren Qing entered the south of the city, he attracted the attention of interested people, causing some sneaky people to follow him.
They all looked sallow and thin, and they were afraid of the big sword behind Ren Qing's back if they didn't get close, so they just looked at them with their eyes.
You can still faintly hear the sound of swallowing saliva.
Ren Qing showed no mercy at all. He knew that as long as he showed some flaws, these hyenas would swarm him.
He continued to go deeper into the south of the city.
The streets gradually become lively, with various stalls lined up on both sides, and the prices are generally much cheaper than in other urban areas.
It should be related to the fact that gangs receive less money.
Ren Qing followed the location guided by the paper and walked to the suburbs near the city wall, and then barely found a dilapidated wooden house.
Seeing this, the Hun people quickly dispersed, their eyes filled with fear.
Someone was here a few days ago.
It is said that at that time, he saw extremely terrifying ghosts and gods. He was so frightened that he didn't say anything, and he even fell seriously ill after returning.
Ren Qing carefully inspected the area and found no traces left by the jailer.
He had to wait patiently for a long time, but there was not even a wild dog.
Ren Qing simply opened the door of the wooden house and stepped inside.
There was a lot of debris piled up inside the wooden house, which exuded a weird and pungent smell.
After Ren Qing was promoted to the Ghost Envoy Realm, his sense of smell also became more sensitive, and he even analyzed the source of the smell.
As a pyromancer, the stench of the corpse was unmistakable to him.
Ren Qing's eyes turned, and he soon found a white bone that had been eaten by rats in the corner, with some flesh and blood still left on it.
He couldn't help but frown. Since the jailer put the meeting point here, it couldn't be wrong. Is there something else hidden?
Ren Qing thought for a moment.
Every detail in the house comes to mind, even the tiny particles of dust.
He soon discovered something strange. There was no obvious difference in the gaps between the connected floor tiles. They should have been moved not long ago.
After Ren Qing stepped on it a few times, he immediately concluded that there was a secret passage below.
He removed the debris, and a huge wooden board was revealed on the ground, connected to a half-meter-sized tunnel.
The stone walls inside the tunnel are full of rodent gnawing marks.
In Ren Qing's opinion, it must have been a long period of excavation to achieve such a scale, as if thousands of rats had dug it out bit by bit.
Otherwise, there would be no need for jailers to seal off the restricted area, and with some monks practicing the Rat Infestation Art, the mountain could be easily hollowed out.
I'm afraid there are similar burrows in Sanxiang City.
However, the burrows all extend outside the city and are not excavated toward the interior of the city. This shows that the Jailer's Hall is still somewhat clear.
The jailer will never allow the gang to expand without permission.
Ren Qing carefully got into the cave and re-sealed the entrance. His eyes suddenly became pitch black.
Because the space was too small, he had to crawl forward, but he was able to bend up after walking a certain distance.
Ren Qing originally thought that the air in this underground tunnel would be extremely turbid, but he did not expect that the ventilation was very good, and he could even feel the breeze blowing from everywhere.
After walking for less than half an hour, he suddenly heard a faint sound in the distance.
He kept his footsteps as low as possible, placed his right hand on the Da Miao knife, and his legs showed signs of being transformed into a werewolf.
The small sound suddenly stopped, as if the other party also realized that someone was approaching.
Ren Qing secretly cursed a few times. Could it be that he had mistaken the gathering place?
Wait, this scene seems familiar.
The black shadow crawled toward Ren Qing from the top of the stone wall at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye and made no movement at all.
In just an instant, the black shadow stopped not far from him, and a long and narrow tongue shot out like an arrow from a bow.
His tongue brushed past Ren Qing.
Ren Qing said with a smile on his face: "How long have we not seen each other? Old Huang, are you doing this again?"
"Brother Ren, you happen to be in need of a monk who can master the eye pupil technique, so I recommend you."
Huang Ziwan jumped off the stone wall with a complicated expression.
If he read it correctly, when Ren Qing faced his attack, he would instinctively move sideways in advance.
Moreover, the entrance and exit of the underground cave are not easy to find. I thought it would take several hours to find the other party, but I didn't expect it to be so fast.
It’s been so long since I last saw you, and my strength has increased so obviously...
Presumably it won't take long to be promoted to the realm of ghost envoy.
Ren Qing asked curiously: "How could Lannihui be attacked and killed in his own home?"
Huang Ziwan casually took out a bottle of wine from his arms, drank it and said, "We are walking and chatting. We are still some distance away from the body."
He really didn't like staying in the cave, but the problem of rat infestation was related to the epidemic, so he had no choice but to be sent here.
"The situation this time is a bit complicated. The death of the corpse is extremely strange. The Jailer Hall suspects that it is deeply involved."
"..."
Ren Qing had already noticed something strange. As the two of them gradually approached the scene of the incident, possum corpses could be seen everywhere in the cave.
The possums all have the same human face, their eyes widen in shock after death, their bodies appear anthropomorphic to varying degrees, and their teeth are dark green.
Seeing this, Huang Ziwan reminded: "The rat corpses here contain the poison of the plague. If you touch them below the ghost realm, you will die."
Ren Qing nodded, feeling doubtful in his heart.
He had come into contact with the monks who practiced the Possum Art. The cost of transforming the Possum clone into a human body was that it was impossible to cast spells in such a continuous manner.
Moreover, with the Rat Mother's alienation route, the plague shouldn't be so severe.
The two men crossed the corner.
Ren Qing couldn't help but his pupils dilated.
There are piles of possum carcasses, some of which have even completely transformed into human bodies, and they all look exactly the same.
