Ren Qing glanced to the southwest, where the Wuwei Taoist Temple should have been.
Although Qingyan Town is not the most populous town in Jingzhou, it is the closest to Wuwei Taoist Temple, so there are many monks living there.
Before Tiandaozi went crazy, the Wuwei Hall was hanging in the air, and anyone could see it by looking up, and the scenery was unparalleled.
Ren Qing felt that even if the blood moon completely wiped out the Tiandao worm, there would still be remnants, and maybe clues could be found in Qingyan Town.
However, according to the description in the classics, Jingzhou has changed greatly now.
Tiandao worm larvae still prefer to stay in humid places, and the adults will deliberately transform Jingzhou's environment and even humans.
As a result, it is rainy all year round, and the population is so large that it is so crowded that there is only half a meter of space in the aisles.
However, the Qingyan Town where he is now is completely different. Not only are the four seasons distinct, but the regional divisions of the streets are also relatively obvious.
Ren Qing quickly arrived at the gate of Qingyan Town.
The officers and soldiers checked the crowd entering the city in a perfunctory manner. He blended in with the crowd and walked in easily.
Ren Qing stood on the street with endless traffic, pausing for a few breaths before taking another step.
Various vendors are selling their goods, and you can smell the unique fragrance of rice cakes, and the laughter of children is echoing in your ears.
Just looking at the surface, Qingyan Town is much more stable than Sanxiang City, and even petty theft gangs are less common.
Ren Qing slightly regretted it.
It can be seen from Sun Rong that most of the people have recovered from the fever and can only wait patiently for the development of the situation.
The ghostly shadows on the soles of Ren Qing's feet continued to differentiate as he walked, hiding in the shadows throughout the city, mainly to facilitate observation of the situation.
"Ah...well..."
Tian A seemed to be able to recognize the ghost, and couldn't help but scream softly.
He didn't show the full curiosity he had when he was in the wilderness. Instead, he was a little nervous and couldn't help but tighten his face.
Ren Qing wandered around for a long time, his expression becoming more and more disappointed.
He deliberately searched for traces of Wuwei Taoist Temple, but his results were mediocre. In the end, he only stopped in front of a shop.
The plaque reads "Wuguan Bookstore". The front hall is the store and the back is the courtyard.
The writing on the plaque has turned white and is at least hundreds of years old.
However, the wooden door of the bookstore is closed, and it seems that it has not been opened for a long time.
The walls of the bookstore look extremely mottled, and when compared with the surrounding buildings, you can feel inexplicably eerie.
There are really not many people in this urban area, it is in a relatively remote location, and the residents are basically poor families.
This bookstore is the only one that barely touches the mark, and maybe even the name on the plaque is a coincidence.
It is hard to imagine that Jingzhou was enslaved by Tiandao insects decades ago.
There was a shoe repair shop next door, and the shopkeeper was a kind man about thirty years old. When he saw Ren Qing, he stood there and walked over.
He said in a surprised tone: "Are you here to see Taoist Master Fufeng?"
"No, it doesn't look like..."
"There are few Taoist priests in the city who have your physique."
Ren Qing raised his eyebrows and asked in a puzzled tone: "Shopkeeper, when was the last time you saw the Taoist Priest?"
After the shopkeeper thought for a moment, he continued with a firm tone: "Ten years, he suddenly disappeared, but every year several Taoist priests come to see Taoist Master Fufeng."
"Thank you, shopkeeper."
"Oh, you..."
The shopkeeper was too free and was just about to continue talking when he saw Ren Qing leave the street quickly and disappeared within a few breaths.
He couldn't help but murmur to himself: "Maybe he is also a Taoist priest? But how can any Taoist priest be strong..."
Ren Qing had already walked to the backyard of Wuguan Bookstore. He still heard the shopkeeper's muttering to himself and couldn't help but pause slightly.
He frowned. In fact, there were not many Taoist priests in Qingyan Town, only two or three people who set up stalls to tell fortunes. Their physical condition was indeed hindering.
Ren Qing didn't care at that time. After all, the Taoist priests had no traces of magic.
He thought it was because he was born with a disability that he chose to set up a stall and show off his rhetoric.
Now it seems that there is something else hidden.
Ren Qing shook his head. He had no plans to go into details yet. He would first go to Wuguan Bookstore to see if there were any clues left over from decades ago.
He looked at the courtyard through the wall and found that the ground was covered with weeds, and the wooden frame where fruits were originally planted was also rickety.
The bookstore has indeed been deserted for several years.
There are also signs of being broken into in the wing room. It is feared that thieves who are short of money come to visit from time to time, but it seems that they return in despair.
Ren Qing flipped into the yard lightly, the mouth in the palm of her hand opened.
Immediately, all the weeds were absorbed into the stomach, revealing a completely new courtyard, and a small area surrounded by fences could be seen.
It should be the location used by Fufeng Daoist to grow herbs alone.
"Awa, just play here and remember not to go out."
Ren Qing put Tian A down on his shoulder, and the latter nodded obediently, then squatted in the corner and stared at the ants.
The ghost shadow separates and follows Tian A, and the two seem inexplicably harmonious.
Seeing this, Ren Qing ignored it and walked into the extremely messy wing, with shabby furniture placed randomly everywhere.
There are also traces of dragging items. It can be seen that there was originally a bronze tripod, but it is unknown who moved it away.
The other things that disappeared include incense burners, wooden swords, cinnabar...
But at least the thief felt a little in awe, at least he did not touch the three Taoist statues placed in the corner.
Ren Qing inspected the statue, but the more he looked at it, the more disappointed he became.
The statue looked like it had been cast within twenty years, and the materials used were not very expensive. There were several cheap metals mixed into it.
As a result, the statue had a strange color and showed signs of corrosion in many places.
After Ren Qing touched the statue with his palm, there was no abnormality in the information flow.
He looked through it carefully, but only one account book recorded the text, but it was the daily expenses of Taoist Fufeng.
Ren Qing looked through the account book casually and became confused.
In fact, the business of the bookstore is pretty good, and Taoist Master Fufeng occasionally holds religious meetings, so the money income is enough to live on.
But Fufeng was indeed in poor health as the shopkeeper said, which caused him to seek medical advice every ten days. He could not make ends meet, so he had to grow fruits and vegetables.
Ren Qing put the account book into the prison in his belly.
Why are Taoist priests so weak? Do they suffer from a special disease or have been exposed to something?
Seeing that he had gained nothing, he walked out of the side room and headed towards the bookstore at the main entrance.
Tian A in the courtyard was in high spirits and kept running in circles.
Ren Qing opened the wooden door of the bookstore. The smell of mold and decay hit his face, and he could faintly hear the squeaking of rats.
There are two bookshelves in the bookstore, and there are not many damaged books.
However, because they were kept in a dark environment for a long time and were often gnawed by rats, the condition of the books was obviously not very good.
Ren Qing picked up a few books. The pages were yellowed and the handwriting was blurred. They were all four books and five classics related to the imperial examination.
In addition, Taoist books are also mixed in.
And you can tell from the handwriting that the Taoist books should have been written by Taoist Master Fufeng, probably because he wanted to make some money.
Maybe those Taoist priests who were found after the disappearance came here for this reason.
Ren Qing was just about to put down the book, but suddenly the information flow was summoned out of nowhere. After glancing at it from the corner of his eye, his pupils couldn't help but dilate.
[Qingfeng Qi Refining Method (residual)]
[One of the introductory methods of Wuwei Taoism, created by Xiao Chenzi, requires sitting firmly in the wind and breathing in and out. After the breathing becomes more comfortable, it will become more in line with the way of heaven. This method can be used to introduce the Qingfeng method. 】
He quickly took out the rest of the Taoist books, and according to the information flow, the sources were all from the Qingfeng Qi Refining Method.
Ren Qing read line by line and quickly discovered the difference.
The content of the book slightly overlaps with the Tiandao method. It should not be a coincidence. I feel that Taoist Master Fufeng has seen the Tiandao method before.
However, even if they are put together, they are far from being able to form a complete Qingfeng Qi Refining Method.
The missing content is the information about Tiandao Insects. It seems that Taoist Master Fufeng is deliberately covering it up, which seems a bit inexplicable.
"Wait, it's more than that..."
Ren Qing makes new discoveries every time he reads Qingfeng Qi Refining Technique. This technique uses special means to replace Tiandao Insects.
It's a pity that the Qingfeng Qi Refining Method is too incomplete.
In addition, Ren Qing also noticed the annotations of Taoist Master Fufeng on one of the newer Taoist books.
"The heavier your body is, the less you can open your eyes. Remember, Fufeng."
Ren Qing couldn't help but think deeply.
Could it be that the Taoist priest had physical problems due to practicing the spells he pieced together, and Fufeng even died because of it.
He knew that he was very close to the truth, but it was really involved and it was unrealistic to figure it out in a short time.
The current situation is also relatively safe, so it is better to focus on accumulating longevity.
After the Shadowless Ghost reaches the Yin Chao realm, he can advance to the Netherworld Kung Fu. This way he can gain a large amount of lifespan and his strength can be improved a lot.
Ren Qing looked at the messy bookstore and decided to live here temporarily.
He needs to stabilize his cultivation, and the prison in his belly is evolving towards the real world, and he needs to refine some treacherous weapons just in case.
Ren Qing has not yet understood the situation in Jingzhou, but is still considering whether to use the ghost market to guide some people to practice the law of imprisonment.
Of course, the most important thing is that when Wu Guan Shu is opened, some Taoist priests with unknown intentions will definitely be attracted, who can get clues.
Ren Qing released ghost figures to clean up the shop.
The dust was swept away, and all the books were re-copied. In just a few moments, the bookstore became more presentable.
When the bookstore door opened, nearby residents came forward to check with doubts.
But after they were in a trance, they no longer felt weird, as if the bookstore hadn't been closed for ten years at all.
Under Ren Qing's intentional or unintentional interference, the business of Wuguan Bookstore was not good.
After a few days, there was not even a single business.
Ren Qing simply lay down in the courtyard and basked in the sun, closing his eyes and meditating on the spells. Tian A spent most of the time in the corner with the mud.
He vaguely guessed the cause and effect ten years ago. The Taoist priests in the city seemed uneasy when they noticed that Wu Guan Shu opened the door.
Ren Qing relied on the ghost to look at the overall situation and waited quietly for guests to come.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
One more chapter, wait.
This chapter is overly plotted, but the world view of Jingzhou will soon unfold.
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