Chapter 113 The Left Hand of Primordial Heavenly Venerate
Chapter 113 The left hand of the original Tianzun
Ren Qing's soul was carefully checked several times in Wuwei Dojo.
The damaged wall can indeed recover on its own, but the three Taoist statues cannot do this, and we don't know what they represent.
He wanted to go outside the dojo, but the two old-looking wooden doors were firmly closed, which probably required a specific key.
Of course, it is possible that after Dao Shengdao is promoted again, the problem will be solved.
I was separated for a long time, but no preaching happened during this period.
The next day, he put down what he was doing and rushed to the location where the mission was prompted.
It may involve Wuwei Taoist temple, so Ren Qing is more concerned about it.
The destination is the Wu's Escort Agency in the south of the city.
As for why Ren Qinghui felt that the mission was related to Wuwei Dojo, other than the fact that the bodyguards disappeared one after another inexplicably.
Also because I vaguely remembered that Wu Mo, the eldest son of Wu Biaotou, had participated in previous imperial examinations and was said to have the talent to be at the top of the list.
The Wu's Bodyguard Bureau has a small reputation in the city and has recruited dozens of bodyguards, mainly delivering goods to surrounding towns.
It started half a month ago when escort leader Wu returned from escorting escorts in Heshan Town.
The process was relatively peaceful, but after returning to Sanxiang City, several people involved in the escort began to disappear inexplicably.
The body of the missing escort has not been found, and the Yamen currently has no clues.
Ren Qing was in no hurry to go to Wu's Escort Agency.
This mission had already been taken over by two reservists. They investigated for three days. Because strange objects were involved, jailers were dispatched.
Ren Qing first contacted the reserve through Guiyu, and then set off towards the escort office.
The Wujia Escort Agency is located in a relatively remote location in the south of the city, with a small area.
Ren Qing wandered to his street, and from afar he noticed two reserve soldiers wearing bamboo hats hiding in the shadow of the alley.
They found the jailer's token on Ren Qing's waist and quickly came over.
The reserve team consists of a man and a woman. The woman looks relatively unfamiliar. The technique she practices should be related to her fingers. It is obvious that both her left and right hands are a crystal clear wood green color.
When she saw the man, Ren Qing's expression suddenly changed into surprise.
It turned out to be Lin Cheng, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.
"Lin Cheng, I didn't expect it was you."
"Well...it's...you..."
Lin Cheng stared at Ren Qing intently, his mouth wide open and he didn't close it, and he didn't know how to answer.
Ren Qing obviously became a reserve at the same time as him. Only a few months later, he was already an official jailer.
It is incredible that there are very few similar examples in the Jailer's Hall.
Lin Cheng immediately thought of his uncle's previous instructions.
Zhang Qiu felt that Ren Qing could be appreciated by Song Zongwu and had independently cultivated to the realm of ghost envoys. His talent must be outstanding among the monks of his generation, and he was a person he could be friends with.
Before Lin Cheng had time to visit, the other party turned out to be out of reach.
What surprised him the most was that he became a jailer after less than a year of reserve service, which meant that Ren Qing had obtained the mark of three Yin difference realms.
Ren Qing is definitely a Seed of Yin Cha Realm recognized by the Prison Hall.
The woman poked Lin Cheng with her elbow and said respectfully: "Senior, I'm here, Lu Xiaoyu, a half-corpse realm reserve officer."
"What I practice is the Withered Finger Technique. The bones of my hands have turned into wood. I can use it to derive it, but only within ten meters."
This is not the first time Lu Xiaoyu has taken on a mission, so she is relatively familiar with it.
She knew very well that the jailer was moody, and if she couldn't maintain a good relationship with him, she might not even have the luxury of expecting help once she was in danger.
Lin Cheng's expression looked very complicated. He also cupped his fists and saluted, and then recounted the information about his spell.
He didn't deliberately mention the matter of cultivating to the realm of ghost envoy, probably because his foundation was weak, and rashly exposing it would be harmful rather than beneficial.
The relationship between the two appears to be average.
Lin Cheng knew that the gap between him and Ren Qing was too big, so he immediately lowered his attitude
Ren Qing sat at a booth overlooking the Escort Bureau, ordered three bowls of herbal tea and asked: "Lu Xiaoyu, can you tell me what's going on in the Escort Bureau?"
Under the influence of the mirror man, the middle-aged stall owner did not hear Ren Qing's words at all and was busy serving tea and pouring water.
Lu Xiaoyu was frightened by Ren Qing's accidental display of strength. She thought for a moment and replied: "Of those escorts half a month ago, only the seriously injured escort leader Wu is left."
"What kind of injury does Wu Wu have on his head?"
Lin Cheng shook his head and added: "I'm not sure. We wanted to meet Wu Mo for the first time, but Wu Mo refused us for various reasons."
Although Wu Mo has not yet passed the exam, as a scholar, he can still use his fame to overwhelm the reserve forces, but they have no way to do it.
"I see."
Ren Qing drank the tea in one gulp, threw down a few coins and headed towards the Wu's Escort Agency.
Whether there is any relationship between the escort agency and Wuwei Dojo still needs to be verified personally, but there is definitely something wrong with this attempt to conceal it.
After the three of them approached, the escort guarding the courtyard at the door saw that Ren Qing wanted to break in directly, and subconsciously prepared to stop them.
As a result, his feet were unable to move as if he were wearing iron shoes, and his mouth was tightly closed.
Ren Qing's eyes swept over and the details in the courtyard came into view, even the flowers and plants in the corners.
He turned around and whispered a few words to Lu Xiaoyu.
Thirty or forty bodyguards put down their body polishing equipment, while the female family members hid in the corner. Everyone looked at Ren Qing.
"The Yamen is here to investigate the matter of unexplained disappearances. I hope you can cooperate."
"Please come in quickly, sir."
The old housekeeper greeted him quickly, and he winked secretly.
Even though he vaguely knew that the jailer was a strange person representing the Yamen, six of the bodyguards followed him.
It’s impossible to walk in the world without some courage.
Ren Qing walked straight towards the wing, but stopped suddenly at the intersection.
Chongtong quickly noticed that there were some bloody skin flakes and powdery bone residue in the corner of the wing.
Normally, it only appears when large beasts are eating.
Similar traces are not uncommon around the wing, indicating that Wu Biaotou's situation may not be as complicated as imagined.
Ren Qing pointed to the wing at the end and asked, "Who lives in this room?"
Many escorts looked at each other. They didn't know how to answer, so they had to fall silent.
The housekeeper smiled and replied: "That's the warehouse...the warehouse..."
Ren Qing squinted his eyes. He was probably the head escort Wu who was seriously injured and had yet to recover. It could be seen that the escort agency had been deliberately covering it up.
He immediately walked away.
The bodyguards tried to stop him, but their bodies fell to the ground uncontrollably.
Seeing this, Lin Cheng hesitated to speak. Not all similar tasks may involve strange objects, and the jailer should be more cautious when handling them.
Why does Ren Qinghui act so resolutely? Isn't he afraid that strange things will get out of control?
At this moment, the door at the end was opened from the inside.
A young man of about twenty or so walked out slowly and said with a noble expression: "Sir, I'm Wu Mo. We met during the imperial examination before."
"oh."
Ren Qing looked at the young man. Although he had no impression, he could see some talent.
"Someone is missing in the escort agency. The Yamen should go find the criminal who committed the crime. What's the use of making things difficult for us? When my father recovers, he will come to the Yamen in person to inform..."
Before Wu Mo finished speaking, Lu Xiaoyu suddenly came over carrying a huge cotton sack. After she casually threw it to the ground, several dead heads rolled out of it.
"Sir Ren, the body is indeed buried in the backyard."
The escorts were in an uproar, and Wu Mo's eyes widened in disbelief.
Immediately, he saw a long and narrow spine emerging from the palm of the jailer in front of him, and directly opened the door of the wing.
The strong medicinal smell hit my face.
However, Ren Qing still noticed something strange. The smell of the medicine was obviously covering up the blood inside.
The momentum Ren Qing exudes is unabashed.
The figure on the bed tried to escape, but was directly nailed to the ground by the dragon's snake spine, and blood flowed along the wall and out of the room.
The commotion was so loud that it naturally attracted the other escorts.
Where is the Wu escort head? What is strung on the dragon and snake spine is actually a mandrill-like monster, struggling with a ferocious face.
Ren Qing was a little disappointed. He thought Wu Biaotou was related to Wuwei Dojo, but he didn't expect the sound to be loud and quiet.
He estimated that Wu Biaotou deliberately swallowed the strange object. After all, if he could master the technique, he could reach the sky in one step.
It's just that under the influence of the strange objects, the other party's character began to change, and he unconsciously tried to kill people and eat meat.
Wu Mo's expression was dull and speechless.
He never thought that the matter was really related to his father, even though Wu Wu wouldn't let him get close, he just thought he had an infectious disease.
I originally wanted to seek treatment from a doctor, but turned out to be a monster.
Ren Qing retracted the Dragon Snake Spine and grabbed Wu Biaotou's neck with his right hand.
He looked around and then said: "This person was possessed by an evil spirit, so he killed the bodyguard. He will be dealt with by the forbidden... Yamen."
The family members could not help but burst into tears.
The escort was deeply afraid. If the demon suddenly became hungry a few days ago, he might not have enough food for the dozens of people in the escort agency.
Wu Biaotou gave up his struggle, his eyes became more liberated, and was immediately swallowed and imprisoned by Ren Qing's strange mouth.
Ren Qing and the other three left the escort agency neatly.
Everyone in the escort agency had different reactions to the death of escort leader Wu. They all hoped that Wu Mo would be named on the gold medal list, so that the escort agency would not be in decline.
On the day when the Yamen released the results, the sound of firecrackers was everywhere in Sanxiang City.
Secretary Zhao personally led the police through the streets. Whenever he came near the house of someone who had passed the examination, he would register loudly in a singing voice.
And when he reached the top of the list, he happened to walk to the door of Wu's Escort Agency.
"Wu's Escort Bureau, Wu Mo High School's Head of Case~~~"
There was endless cheering and cheering, and even many of the escorts were wearing funeral white clothes.
Wu Mo stood in front of the door with a haggard expression, accepting congratulations from relatives and friends from all directions. In the eyes of others, he was a proud ancestor.
But not far from the escort office, a short figure squatted in the corner.
Dugu's clothes were rather shabby, and his right hand was wrapped in a bandage several times. His eyes looking at Wu Mo looked extremely malicious.
He also participated in the imperial examination. Not only did he lose his name, but he also contracted a strange disease afterwards. He was naturally resentful when Wu Mo saw that things were going smoothly for him.
"It would be great if I were Wu Mo..."
Tulku suddenly felt an uncontrollable itching in his left hand, and couldn't help but take off the bandage, revealing that his palm was like stone.
It's like it was taken off a statue.
"And the mutton soup restaurant on the corner, how come it doesn't even have any meaty taste."