The officers and soldiers stared blankly at the bandits, while the students were surrounded by them, and they didn't know much about what was going on.

Qian Yun took a breath.

Under the cold moonlight, a chilling crest bone kills people like mowing grass.

In everyone's eyes, the bandit leader, who looked like a demon, could not walk for a round, and the other party was pierced and unable to resist.

Ren Qing used the dragon and snake crest to pull the boss in front of him.

The latter is still struggling, but it has no effect except that it causes a large amount of blood to gush out of the wound.

No one here knew when Ren Qing showed up, and they all felt extremely sudden.

Although the boss is dying, his vitality is extremely tenacious.

He said in a lake: "Mom will...kill...you..."

The injuries on his abdomen slowly healed, but the smell of blood drifted out of it always felt an inexplicable smell of wine.

【Zhang Sanwa】

【Year: Twenty-three】

【Life life: three years】

【Technique: The Way of Inaction (False)】

Ren Qing thought secretly, would mastering this fabricated technique lead to the consumption of life?

And it seems that the other party's intelligence is not very high.

Ren Qinggang was about to close the information flow, and then information about Wuweidao poured into his mind.

Unlike the brief before, this time it involves the Pure Yang and Wudi Method.

[The Pure Yang Wudi Method was created by Ren Qing. It is one of the techniques of Wuwei Dao. By swallowing the heart, it will alienate itself. After practicing to the point of perfection, the flesh and blood of the body will become extremely delicious.]

Tasty?

Why is it described as delicious?!!

Ren Qing was confused. He felt that there was a lot of information contained in it, and even felt like he was extremely terrified in thinking about it carefully.

Let’s kill the preacher in the dark first.

He grabbed the boss and jumped up, jumped to the top of the tree branch.

Everyone noticed that Ren Qing had disappeared and couldn't help but start to panic.

But then he heard Ren Qing say, "You camp and rest on the spot, I'll go back."

After Ren Qing finished speaking, his legs lightly tapped the branches, turned into afterimages and disappeared, and rushed to the depths of the mountains and forests.

Qian Yun swallowed and just said a few words to remind his subordinates, but found that due to the accumulation of large amounts of corpses, he had already attracted uninvited guests.

A dozen wild wolves were waiting for an opportunity to touch them.

"Prepare to fight back..."

Qian Yun smiled bitterly and called on the officers and soldiers to light the bonfire to build a line of defense.

But suddenly, the sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the chain of the spine flashed by, and the surroundings turned back to silence.

The corpses and wolves on the ground were like hallucinations.

Even though the fear brought by the bandits disappeared, they still stood upright.

………

Ren Qing did not ask Zhang Sanwa's plan. He took advantage of the traces left by the bandits when they were on the way and quickly locked the location of the village and rushed there quickly.

As for Zhang Sanwa, he was taken into prison by him.

Ren Qing did not waste the corpses or wild wolves that he collected specially.

The corpse was handed over to the strange object in the Divine Foot Sutra to the teeth sacrifice, and the group of wild wolves were locked up with the Husky.

After a while, Ren Qing came to the back of the mountain.

If you don't look closely, it will be difficult to find more than a dozen thatched huts hidden in the valley, and even a few acres of fertile fields are opened around you.

Ren Qing's figure merged with the moonlight, and he looked around and felt surprised.

Even late at night, the bandits were still busy. They poured mud into the wooden barrels and stirred up the gravel.

Some bandits picked out the charcoal from the bonfire with sticks and placed it in wooden barrels.

After the completion, they walked into the cave in the middle of the village with wooden barrels.

From the expressions of the bandits, it can be seen that they were immersed in extreme fear and even tried to lower their voices when they spoke.

Ren Qing stepped straight into the village.

Even if a bandit discovered his trace, he would suddenly fall to the ground in front of him, so no one noticed it.

He bent down and crawled into the hole, and immediately smelled a disgusting odor, and his eyes were filled with spider webs.

Ren Qing frowned slightly, and his steps began to speed up unconsciously.

In contrast, the holes that can be dug by mud are completely in the sky and under.

The feeling here gives him was more like he was dug out with his bare hands, and many traces could be seen on the surrounding hole walls.

After Ren Qing walked a cup of tea, he soon discovered something.

The deepest part is a cave, and you can see the sacrificial platform made of bricks and stones located inside.

A Taoist figure knelt down on the sacrificial platform and did not move, not knowing what he was doing.

The sacrificial platform was composed of two large iron cages, with dozens of ragged men locked in them, tied together and unable to move.

But his expression was extremely fanatical, like a Taoist who could hear the Taoist in the morning and die in the evening.

From their worn out clothes, we can see that they should have been ordinary civilians in Heshan Town, not businessmen.

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By the way, where did these bandits get the ability to get the population from the town?

Ren Qing stared slightly.

The figure on the sacrificial platform stood up and turned out to be a woman in a black robe with eight-eyed spider eyes spreading on her face.

I am afraid that I have practiced the spider-turned artifacts, and I am most likely a preacher.

Then the spider girl beat the iron piece and sang a strange tone, directly ignoring Ren Qing.

"The Tao produces Tao, the gate of Wuwei..."

Ren Qing couldn't help but wonder, why is it the Wuwei Gate, shouldn't it be the Wuwei Dao?

"Immortals pass on the immortals..."

The spider girl closed her eyes and knelt on the ground. The iron piece still collided unconsciously, and the sound echoed in the cave.

She then took out the bamboo tube from her arms and chanted the words on it.

"Give the Immortal Method..."

Those tied seekers calmed down.

They listened hungrily, then grabbed the burnt charcoal from the wooden barrels transported by the bandits and kept stuffing them into their mouths.

Then the temperature of itself began to rise and hot air came out from the top of the head.

Some people screamed and fell to the ground, and soon they died of rest.

Ren Qing carefully checked the bamboo slips in the Sowuwei Taoist temple.

The Spider Girl teaches one of the fabricated techniques, called "Yi Wood Fire Generation".

At this time, the bandits came with wooden barrels. They wrapped the mud around the surviving Taoist priests to isolate the heat.

Ren Qing shook his head. There should be restrictions on the preacher entering the Wuwei Temple, so he simply tried to practice fabricated techniques from the outside world.

Zhang Sanwa alone didn't know how many people died, and I was shuddered when I thought about it.

Ren Qing's palm cracked his mouth, and the dragon and snake crest was ready to go.

But suddenly, a Taoist seeking to struggle wildly.

The soil layer that wrapped around the body then broke open, and the exposed skin became ink black, and the temperature in the cave increased a little.

The facial features of the Taoist scholar were all empty. The flames exploded from his mouth as he breathed, and dozens of people were dissolved in high temperatures.

The stench in the cave disappeared, but there was a strange smell of flesh and charred corpses all over the ground.

The dragon and snake crests directly tied up the man without waiting for the other party to react.

The information flow is surging.

【display】

【Year: Twenty-seven】
To be continued...