MTL - Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price-Chapter 36 Song Rong's real intention

  Chapter 36 Song Rong's real intention

  The crowd rushed to Pingdingshan.

  As they approached the mountain village, their mood became good, and they even started talking and laughing.

   If you can stay in the village at night, it is still relatively safe, and you only need to persist for another day to join the jailer.

   Only Ren Qing's expression became more and more solemn, and he deliberately led the team to slow down, taking the opportunity to observe the surrounding situation.

  Those villagers who left suddenly did not return for more than half an hour, so they must have encountered an unexpected situation.

   Or is it driven by something?

  Xiaowu scratched the swollen lump on his face that was bitten by mosquitoes, and couldn't help but excitedly said, "Finally, we're going to the village."

   "Li Quan are you at home?!!"

   Guo Qing shouted loudly, and he followed the winding path straight to the village on the top of the mountain.

   But what responded to him was the silence of Wan Lai, and only heard the strange whistling sound of the mountain wind passing through the gap between the thatched cottages.

   The grotesque trees around are shrouded in shadow, making them seem a little weird.

   Guo Qing rushed into the village without believing in evil, and Wang Wen and others quickly followed.

  Ren Qing stopped Xiao Wu and Zhu Ding. He stood at the entrance of the village and used his heavy pupils to continuously probe the environment, and soon found the location where the footprints gathered.

   He approached and bent over to observe the footprints, and found that the shades were the same, and even the interval between steps was not much different.

   "What's the matter, Brother Qing..."

  Xiao Wu's voice trembled, but after he noticed that Ren Qing was still relatively calm, he calmed down immediately.

   "It's alright, I'll walk around and find a room for a night."

  Ren Qing had a guess in his heart, and walked towards the depths of the village along the footprints.

  Zhu Ding lost his backbone, he couldn't help but leaned in and asked softly, "Ren Policeman, why is there no one in the village?"

   "Don't scare yourselves, maybe it's because of an emergency that you left temporarily."

  Ren Qing came to the end of the footprint, which is a towering tree that has been growing for hundreds of years, where the villagers should have gathered at that time.

   The towering tree itself is not unusual, but Ren Qing found that there are strip marks on the surface of the trunk, which seem to be left by the drying up of mucus.

  Ren Qing carefully inspected the traces, and then picked up a piece of insect wreckage, which was actually mixed with some minced meat.

   turned out to be a snail.

  Song Rong…

   His goal was indeed in the restricted area for disaster relief, and he set off several days earlier than the jailer, so he might have already found the restricted area.

   As for why he took the risk of being discovered by the jailer and returned to Pingdingshan Village to control the villagers, Ren Qing could not understand.

  Ren Qing subconsciously held the blood heart that was given out by the yamen in his arms. As long as he wanted to, he could contact the jailer to come.

   But now that he understood the situation, it made him calm down.

   On the way he came, Chongtong didn't notice any insects with eyeballs, indicating that Song Rong didn't dare to cast eyeliner recklessly.

   So, with Song Rong's cautious personality, facing such a situation, he would never show up easily.

   In addition, he is already old, and even if he prolongs his life, he cannot change his weakened body, which makes it even more impossible to expose himself to the light.

  Ren Qing only needs to be careful to prevent wild beasts from attacking, presumably it is still very safe.

   At this moment, Guo Qing walked out from the thatched hut not far away with a face full of astonishment.

   He said to Ren Qing: "The police, the houses in the village are all vacant, and there are even meals on the table..."

   Wang Wen, who was half a step slower, thought that the villagers were transferred away by the jailer, so he didn't care.

   "Since there are no signs of fighting, it means that the villagers left on their own initiative."

  The crowd summed up for a moment, seeing that Pingdingshan was about to be shrouded in darkness, and it was impossible to travel at night.

   Ren Qing hurriedly ordered: "Let's stay first, and leave early tomorrow morning."

   He chose a larger thatched hut, and soon ignited the wood with flint, and the warm flame gradually dispelled the cold.

   It is just right to put the dry food you carry on the fire, otherwise the entrance will be too hard.

  The moisture in the mountains is isolated from the outside, and the temperature difference between morning and evening is close to ten degrees.

  Xiao Wu yawned, and the tiredness of everyone walking for a day broke out, and they couldn't help but feel a little sleepy.

  Ren Qing felt better. He relied on the different mouth to keep the pig's eyes in his stomach for digestion, and his physical energy was continuously replenished.

   "I'll arrange a vigil first so everyone can rest."

  Because there are seven people, Ren Qing and Xiao Wuzhu are set up as one team, and the rest of the fire workers and fast catchers are divided into two teams.

  Each team will keep vigil for about an hour so that they can concentrate.

  Ren Qing reminded: "Remember, don't stay away from the house even if you relieve yourself, there may be wild beasts in the mountains."

  The people agreed in succession, and they used furniture to hold the wooden door to prevent it from being blown away by the mountain wind.

   A few people who didn't keep watch fell asleep by the bonfire, and the snoring sounded from time to time.

  Zhu Ding stood vigilantly at the window, and when he was sleepy, he stood up and walked a few times.

  Xiaowu washed his face with water, then walked to Ren Qing and said, "Brother Qing, you should go and rest for a while, just have me and Zhu Ding watch."

   "How can you rest, you can't relax at all in extraordinary circumstances."

  Ren Qing glanced at the forest outside the window, and could vaguely see bats flying over the treetops.

  Xiao Wu did not disturb the other party any more, he added some firewood to the bonfire and went to the vigil.

  Ren Qing secretly scrutinized Song Rong's intention to come to the restricted area for disaster relief. He felt that there was only a layer of window paper, but he couldn't pierce it.

   He simply changed his way of thinking.

  If I were Song Rong, why would I go to the restricted area for disaster relief...

  Song Rong's cultivation base must be promoted through strange objects of the same alienation route. Is it possible that there are ghostly monsters of the Hundred Eyes and Skinners in the Disaster Elimination Restricted Area?

  Impossible, the restricted area for disaster relief simply did not show a similar ability.

  Song Rong will never do anything unsure.

   Unless he is sure that there are weird things he wants in the restricted area of ​​disaster relief, maybe it has nothing to do with the Hundred Eyes and the Flayers.

  Ren Qing realized Song Rong's ability to use his eyes to possess animals, and suddenly reacted, his expression became extremely complicated.

  If you want to remotely control animals, even if only indirectly, it is not realistic to rely on the ability of the Hundred Eyes to create illusions.

   shows that Song Rong has a third technique.

   In fact, the Disaster Elimination Restricted Area also showed a similar ability, which could control the fire workers far apart, and the two should be the same alienation path.

   It seems that there are indeed the strange things that Song Rong wanted in the restricted area of ​​disaster elimination.

  Ren Qing is fortunate to have an information flow.

   From this, it can be seen that the disadvantages of swallowing strange objects and mastering spells are too great, otherwise Song Rong would not be trapped in a mere half-corpse realm.

   No matter what Song Rong's agency did, he still had to live and die to see the destiny when he entered the restricted area for disaster relief.

  Ren Qing didn't have a good way to deal with it, so he had to talk with the jailer, and it had nothing to do with him.

   An hour is fleeting.

   The work of the night watch was taken over, Ren Qing lay beside the fire and pretended to sleep, but in fact, he separated some minds and visualizations.

   And in the dark, the mountain wolves are rushing towards Pingding Mountain.

   Thanks to the book friend 160506141214740, the wooden dragon picture, for the reward with a kind of juice.

   (end of this chapter)