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Chapter 82 Encirclement and Suppression of Land

Chapter 82 Encirclement and Suppression of Land

The temple festival attracted almost half of the people in the west of the city on this day.

Even if they couldn't squeeze into the temple fair, they were still waiting in the adjacent streets.

There are many people inside who have been delivered by temple blessings, and their eyes naturally have a little reverence. This is a scene that is rarely seen in other temples.

Ren Qing couldn't help but marveled. He and Huang Ziwan were hiding in a hidden alley.

The two of them stared at such a bustling scene and said some innocuous words.

In fact, in addition to Huang Ziwan, even Mu Yi participated, but they were scattered on the nearby streets leading to and from the temple fair.

The Jailor Hall didn't know how many jailers were deployed around it, but Ren Qing had already seen seven or eight of them along the way.

Such a scene is indeed rare to see, a bit like preparing to catch a turtle in an urn.

But why is the jailer so sure that the land will be deceived?

Huang Ziwan took a bite of the crispy cucumber and said, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, there should be a Yincha Realm in charge. We just need to pay attention to our own safety."

Ren Qing couldn't help but asked tentatively: "Old Huang, there are also jailers in the temple where the Empress is sent, right?"

"There is indeed..."

Seeing that Ren Qing was slightly interested, Huang Ziwan couldn't help but warn: "Don't come into contact with them. These monks are all experts at playing poison."

"insanity?"

"You know Li Yaoyang, although poisonous insects are strange, they are not as good as disease poisonous insects."

Ren Qing was stunned for a moment. Didn't Xia Cao control germs? Could it be that these microorganisms were classified as Gu insects?

"I can't go into details."

Huang Ziwan was vague and did not continue to explain, which only made Ren Qing more curious.

Just as he was about to continue talking, he saw Huang Ziwan climbing up the wall.

"Brother, let me go. The territory under the jurisdiction of the Ghost Envoy is further in. I guess you will have to be more careful when the parade starts."

After Huang Ziwan finished speaking, he got down on all fours and flew over the wall. Ordinary people's eyes couldn't keep up with his movements, which shows how fast he was.

These are the Five Poison Gods that Huang Ziwan has mastered, and the alienation route he takes is the gecko among them, which is considered a relatively special animal transformation technique.

Seeing this, Ren Qing walked out of the alley. Because he maintained his human form, he didn't need to deliberately hide his traces.

He sat casually in a stall selling braised pork, eating and waiting.

Not to mention that the recipe has been improved several times and the taste is much better.

The rest of the people had solemn expressions and looked toward the end of the street.

About half an hour later, as soon as Ren Qing finished finishing the stew, he heard the sound of musical instruments playing one after another.

The crowd was talking a lot, and the children couldn't help but exclaimed, but they soon became silent again.

The wooden platform carried by eight people came slowly, and in front and behind the team were devout men and women dressed in gorgeous clothes, playing the role of attendants beside the Queen who presented the child.

On the wooden platform stands a statue of a god with a vague face, the heads of three animals, and an incense burner with green smoke.

Ren Qing raised his eyebrows. The rest of the details of the statue were carved lifelike, but the difference on the face was unclear.

This is really the style of a jailer, and he is slightly disdainful of temples and Taoist temples.

The ritual procession immediately left the temple fair and seemed to be heading to the adjacent east side of the city, and the people spontaneously followed behind.

Thousands of people were crowded in an orderly manner, which showed that the Jailor Hall had achieved its goal.

The stalls of the temple fair have also begun to be cleaned up. Without customers, there will be no business.

Even though some stall owners were a little hesitant and planned to wait a while, police officers soon came to urge them.

In order to deal with the land, it is most basic to clear the area near the Temple of the Empress Dowager.

Ren Qing still had no intention of getting up.

Seeing this, the young police officer came over and said, "Please cooperate, because there are criminals wanted by the collection office inside the temple fair, so we have to seal it off for the time being."

"OK."

Ren Qing reached out and took out the reserve token, shook it, and then walked towards the corner of the street.

"Hey hey hey..."

Just as the policeman was about to stop him, the old policeman who came over hit him hard on the head.

"Do you have the eyesight not to recognize even the jailer?"

"ah?"

The catcher stared blankly at Ren Qing's back, who lightly touched the ground with his feet and jumped up to the eaves like a roc spreading its wings.

Then it disappeared from sight.

The old detective lowered his voice and said: "Remember, the jailer is a strange person who masters the magic. You must not offend him."

"remember."

"Let's go, all residents' homes must be carefully checked, and no one is allowed to be left. This place must be of great use within an hour."

"Didn't you say that bad guys are causing trouble?"

"You don't care if he is an evil person."

Numerous police officers armed with sabers broke into the courtyards of various residents, and they also beat the gongs as reminders.

Ren Qing found a high point so that he could observe the surrounding area at any time.

There is no movement at the Songzi Empress Temple, and only a few jailers can be seen vaguely on guard without concealment.

After a while.

Luo Niang walked out of the house, followed by a young Miao Zhu with a rough face and dull eyes.

Ren Qing couldn't help but frown, he always felt that something was wrong with this person.

Could it be a bait set by the jailer?

Since there is such an obvious conspiracy, is it possible that the land has lost all its intelligence, so that is why the Jailer Hall is so unscrupulous?

Li Ergou couldn't help retching, internal organ fragments mixed with blood were left all over the floor, and his breath gradually became decayed.

Luo Niang sighed and said: "It's too late. Even if I hang his life, it will only be half a stick of incense at most."

Then Jiang Feng's voice came from her palm: "Okay, then I'll ask the government officials to evacuate as soon as possible. The next step is to lure the snake out of the hole."

The source of the sound was an eye three or four times the size, with a small mouth on it, through which Jiang Feng talked to Luo Niang.

Not long after Jiang Feng finished speaking, the rest of the police officers had already received the order and began to evacuate the west of the city in large numbers.

There is an undercurrent surging in Sanxiang City.

Even the Blood Dog Gang is blocking residents from approaching in some remote streets.

Li Ergou fell to his knees on the ground, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, and pieces of flesh and blood fell off with a crackling sound.

Ren Qing has a large Miao knife in his right hand and is ready to go.

Zhizhizhi...

The omens came silently.

A few mice secretly ate the leftovers left after the stall was evacuated, but their bodies swelled for no reason, their hair fell away, and they became more and more human-like.

The rat man's eyes were red, his teeth bared, and he stared at his companion.

They tore each other together, and soon they were alive and dead. The victorious rat man lay on the corpse of his companion and feasted.

This situation also appeared everywhere in the temple fair, and the smell of blood suddenly filled the air.

Ren Qing waited patiently. For this game, the Jailer Hall was definitely fully prepared and could not let the land succeed easily.

Before long, thousands of plump possums emerged from the cracks in the wall, obviously controlled by the mud.

However, Ren Qing noticed that these possums were not clones. They should have been bred by the Mud Society. They were actually ordinary beasts.

What is the purpose?

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