Ren Qing used all her strength to pass through the crowd, and soon made her way to the front of the queue.
They are now located in the north of Heshan Mountain. Because it is surrounded by mountains, the sunlight is blocked, so there are not many vegetation.
A giant statue of a mountain god was carved on the surface of the mountain. It would have been impossible to do it for hundreds of years.
The frail old man was helped out of the crowd. He came to the ridge and knocked the dragon-headed scepter in his hand.
The originally noisy scene suddenly became completely silent.
Ren Qing narrowed his eyes.
This person can’t be a preacher, so write it down first and then talk about it.
The old man coughed for a moment before slowly speaking: "A lot of disasters happened for no reason this year, so we decided to sacrifice to the gods three days later."
"Come here and whisk the dust for the mountain god."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of gongs and drums sounded, and then many strong young people came to the giant mountain god statue.
They began to dig out the rubble at the feet of the mountain god statue with their bare hands. Even though their palms got some wounds, they still had no intention of stopping.
After the rubble was cleared away, Ren Qing noticed that the base of the giant mountain god statue was a little strange. The more he looked at it, the less it looked like a natural formation.
The material of the base is similar to marble, but the texture is not black and gray, but a dark red similar to blood coagulation.
And it is full of words engraved on it, all of which record a personal name.
Some are similar to the merit stele in the temple. The monks will engrave the believers who donated money on the stele to seek blessings from the Buddha.
Then the carriage brought the smaller mountain god statue over.
The craftsmen followed behind the carriage. They used hammers and chisels to hit the face of the statue, intending to carve out the appearance in a short time.
Fortunately, the area involved is not large, so there is no need to waste too much time.
The young man was still excavating rubble. Even though he was weak due to excessive bleeding, he would at most replace others and continue.
Immediately afterwards, the wealthy businessmen from Heshan Town arrived, and most of the names on the base were obtained through their donations.
Ren Qing's eyes fell on the small mountain god statue. After hesitating for a moment, he kicked the gravel with his foot. They collided with each other and made a crisp sound.
Unexpectedly, the stone layer of the mountain god statue is less solid than expected, indicating that it is not completely solid, and there may even be people hiding in it.
Could it be that the so-called invitation to God is actually the invitation to the preacher?
Ren Qing did not act rashly.
It was probably until late in the evening, when the setting sun briefly shone on the ridge, that the carving of the face was almost completed.
The excavation of gravel had already ended, and the young man began to bandage the injuries.
They will receive a generous sum of money from a wealthy businessman, which can be regarded as cleaning up the dust on the base instead of the latter.
Now that we have reached a critical point, there will naturally be jailers on duty.
Ren Qing did find the figures of several reservists through his eyes, standing unabashedly on the eaves or tree branches.
This made Ren Qing more convinced of his previous speculation.
The Wuwei Sect's base should be in the surrounding mountain villages. In the city, it will only stay inactive, although there are not many targets for preaching.
The residents tied the mountain god statue with ropes, and dozens of people stood on the ridge.
They chanted slogans in unison, and the statue of the mountain god gradually moved to the center position, and the crowd cheered deafeningly.
Then the residents began to set up the altar.
Seeing this, the crowds left one after another. The preparations will take at least three days, and then they will offer sacrifices to the mountain gods and pray for a good harvest.
No one noticed at all that the small mountain god statue had undergone some changes, and its stone eyes revealed inexplicable fanaticism.
A familiar voice immediately sounded in Ren Qing's ears.
"Tao gives birth to Tao, the gate of Wuwei..."
Ren Qing let the divided soul enter Wuwei Dojo.
There were hundreds of people sitting on the futons, and in the center was a Taoist boy with protruding eyes.
Seeing that he was not the Immortal Lord, Ren Qing was not prepared to scare the snake away.
He needed Wuweimen to let down his guard, and it was best to let the water become turbid, otherwise he would have to fight head-on.
In a sense, the two are like grasshoppers on the same rope.
They don't want the Jailer Hall to interfere with Wuwei Dojo, but their interests conflict with each other, so it's up to them to see who can't stand it anymore.
Ren Qing's real body walked towards the inn, with a cold smile on his face.
For hunters, how to attract wild animals is a problem. In addition to setting traps with food, in fact, if the wild animals feel fear, they will naturally throw traps.
What Wuwei Sect is most afraid of is undoubtedly being noticed by the Prison Hall.
Ren Qing planned to take advantage of this to test the Wuwei Sect's layout in Heshan Town, and it would be best to use this to catch them all in one fell swoop.
He returned to the inn and rested, and did not open his eyes until late at night.
The Wuwei Dojo has ended long ago, but the Taoist boy did not teach the fictitious techniques, and the method was more like a test.
Then Ren Qing carefully slipped out of the inn through the window, and then quietly walked towards the Heshan Town Yamen.
More than a dozen policemen were patrolling inside the yamen, and among the rest, only the fire hall was still emitting white smoke, indicating that corpses were being burned.
Ren Qing's target is naturally not a government official.
The mirror, flower, water, and moon spread out, and his figure blended into the moonlight, looming in the dark night and making it difficult to distinguish.
He mainly didn't want to be exposed to the jailer, and the rest of the government officials were harmless. At worst, he would use the Twin Nightmares to modify his memory.
Ren Qing searched around and finally stopped near the corner of the Yamen.
This is a cell where prisoners are held. The internal structure is not much different from that of Sanxiang City, both extending downwards to the ground.
Ren Qing could feel that there must be a jailer nearby, probably not in a prison, but seeing this, he had no intention of going in.
Long Sheji burrowed directly into the soil and soon discovered the place where the prisoners were held. There were dozens of people inside.
Ren Qing's plan is simple.
Since he is the Taoist official of Wuwei Taoist Temple, he must be able to preach Taoism and even convert ordinary people into Taoist officials.
What if an uncontrolled preacher suddenly appeared within the area of Heshan Town?
Wuwei Sect will definitely get rid of the preacher quickly, otherwise if the jailer's hall is alerted, they will probably pull out the carrot and bring it out of the mud.
Ren Qing planned to find suitable candidates among these prisoners, so he took advantage of the opportunity of offering sacrifices to the mountain god to stimulate Wuweimen.
Long Sheji quickly selected a prisoner who had been held for many years through the attached soul.
This person's crime was serious, but it was not enough to be beheaded, so he was detained indefinitely as if he had been forgotten.
The yamen guards usually do not count people. After all, there is only one entrance and exit to the cell, so it is basically impossible to escape from the prison.
Even if the Yamen notices it, Ren Qing will probably have achieved his goal by then.
Ren Qing left the yamen and took his divided soul into the prison in his belly.
The old prisoner looked like he was nearly 70 years old. He had been locked up for at least several decades, which had caused functional deterioration in various parts of his body.
But what Ren Qing wants is this kind of person who has no contact with the outside world to avoid accidents.
The old prisoner suddenly felt the light that he had not seen for a long time. He opened his eyes dimly and his expression became extremely astonished.
Who would have thought that when they wake up, the environment they are in will change drastically.
The surrounding walls are all made of flesh and blood, and they squirm from time to time, and you can still feel the residual warmth when you place your palms on the ground.
The old prisoner pinched his temples in disbelief. After a moment, he realized: "This is an endless hell..."
He had spent twenty years in a cell and had almost forgotten why he was imprisoned in the first place. Death was actually not much different from liberation.
A figure walked out of the wall.
The old prisoner was about to ask, but he felt dizzy and fell to the ground.
【Wang Er】
【Age: forty-eight】
[Shouyuan: three years]
Ren Qing cast the dream without hesitation.
Wang Er's dreams are extremely fragmented, because he spends most of his time in a dark cell, and his memory is not even as good as that of a six- or seven-year-old child.
This makes it easier to tamper with.
Ren Qing didn't make too many changes, he just blurred out his experience in prison. Anyway, he was a dying tool.
The divided soul closed its eyes and muttered silently: "Tao gives birth to Tao, Wuwei Tao..."
He came to Wuwei Dojo in a trance.
Ren Qing did not rush to pull Wang Er's consciousness in. He first erased the mountains and rivers on the Taoist robe and turned it into ordinary clothing for a Taoist seeker.
After a while, some figures appeared in front of Ren Qing.
Wang Er's consciousness then entered the dojo.
Under the influence of Wuwei Dojo, the old prisoner's head was filled with fanaticism.
Ren Qing's expression was extremely strange when he saw this, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
What he didn't expect was that in addition to the expected Wang Er, the three alien wolves and the husky also came in.
Wearing ill-fitting robes, they looked like animals in a theater.
The husky howled, then jumped up and down in the dojo excitedly.
He even wanted to bang his head against the wall, fully displaying his nature of demolition.
Veins popped up on Ren Qing's forehead.
Then he forced the husky onto the futon, and the three alien wolves appeared to be very well-behaved and sat on it on their own.
Ren Qing ignored the husky's weird wolfish tone, and then looked at the old prisoner, his eyes slightly translucent, like a fairy at the moment.
Wang Er grabbed the ground with his head and shouted heartbreakingly: "Tao gives birth to Tao, Wuwei Tao..."
"Are you willing to become a Taoist official?"
"Wish!! Wish!!"
Ren Qing placed his right hand on Wang Er's forehead. The landscape on the Taoist robe dimmed a little, and the colorful Taoist rhyme blended into Wang Er's body.
Wang Er's gray robe turned into pure white.
However, Ren Qing's Tao Yun did not decrease much, and Tao Shengdao did not become incomplete again.
In the prison in his belly, Wang Er's body was still in a coma, completely unaware that he had become a Taoist official.
If Ren Qing wants to, he can let Wang Er show his ability as a preacher at any time.
In this way, everything is ready.
Ren Qing then looked at the three wolf dogs and thought to himself.
He knew that Wuwei Dojo could invent spells, but such spells could not be promoted, and their potential was extremely limited.
Ren Qing would naturally not try to practice, but what if he let a beast master it?
Even if it just makes the meat more delicious, it can be used as a food reserve. In fact, it's really good when you think about it.
He picked up the bamboo slips on the wooden table and looked through them. It seemed that there was nothing suitable, so he would try to create a spell suitable for wolves and dogs first.
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