The morning market was bustling with people, and even the dense rain could not stop vendors from shouting in their unique singing style.

Suddenly, the crowd was silent, and their eyes were filled with fear and looked somewhere.

The two gloomy yamen runners carried the bodies wrapped in linen on wooden boards and walked out of the alley, and blood dripped along the wooden boards on the bluestone bricks.

The crowd whispered.

"Is someone dead again?"

"It's so unlucky."

"This month is probably the third time..."

"Do not look at what is wrong, don't look at what is wrong."

Seeing this, the people left everywhere, even the stalls hurriedly packed their things, as if they were avoiding the plague god.

The two yamen runners moved their bodies to a relatively empty place without anyone.

The older yamen runners were wearing black clothes, with thin body and slightly sunken eyes, giving people a feeling of fatigue.

His cuffs were embroidered with "The Mansion's Officer" and a two-foot water and fire stick tied around his waist.

Although the yamen runners are in the government office, they are just servants who are driven by the yamen. Water, fire sticks are only used as protective objects.

Another young yamen runner was thirteen or fourteen years old. The black clothes he wore were slightly dissatisfied and did not have the words "官网新官方".

This is a white servant, and he often serves under a formal yamen runner and can only be promoted for several years.

They put down the body.

The leading yamen runner couldn't help coughing because he carried heavy objects, and he was able to stop for a few breaths.

Bai Zheng asked with concern: "Brother Qing, is it okay?"

The yamen runner's voice replied hoarsely and lowly: "It's okay if you have an old problem. Xiao Wu, you are watching here. I'm going to the store."

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"Brother Qing..."

Xiao Wu seemed very afraid. His legs were trembling, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito.

"Don't worry, go back."

The yamen runner named Ren Qing patted Xiao Wu on the shoulder and walked quickly towards the alley.

His steps were a little fluent and his breathing became heavier, which showed that his heart was not as calm as it appeared.

Ren Qing walked into the depths of the alley and felt a bloody smell coming to his nose, which was so strong that it made people nauseate.

The dilapidated book shop came into view, and there were two white soldiers in their twenties standing at the door. They couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw Ren Qing.

"Secretary."

Ren Qing nodded to the two of them, then said, "If you want to vomit, you can vomit, and then go into the house to pack up your things. It must be done as soon as possible. You don't want to stay here, right?"

"Okay, coercion..."

Li Jin and Li Heng are brothers, and they look 80% similar. They have no followers in the yamen, so they are transferred to Ren Qing.

Xiao Wu took the initiative to defect to him from another place, and he and Ren Qing's father were fellow villagers.

The Li brothers came to the corner of the alley and leaned against the wall to retching.

Ren Qing held back his nausea. On the one hand, he didn't want his subordinate Bai Ma to be underestimated, but on the other hand, he was afraid that his physique would be too weak and fainted.

He took a deep breath and opened the wooden door hidden in the book shop.

I saw that the house was covered with blood and flesh, and the bookshelf was tilted. There were no books on it, which looked extremely empty.

The body of the shopkeeper who was moved out was originally kneeling behind the door.

The hands were spread out, and the dug-out eyes were placed in the palms.

This has been processed by the yamen, and it is hard to imagine what the scene was before.

Ren Qing was in charge of Tanjie in the west district of Sanxiang City, and among the yamen runners, he was a fire maker.

His duty is to burn the corpses and the deceased's personal accessories during his lifetime. It is logical that he will not encounter any danger.

But just like the shopkeeper in the book shop, anyone with a discerning eye knows that he dies in a bad life.

There were eight firemen in charge of the street talk a few days ago. They just smelled an inexplicable smell when they burned a dead body.

All the fireworkers couldn't get up, and they had a strange smile on their faces before they died.

Ren Qing seemed to be the only one who survived, but in fact his body had already changed his soul. He was just an ordinary office worker in his previous life.

The few days after he traveled through time were in a daze, but fortunately he didn't have much contact with people, so he wouldn't have been found strange.

Unfortunately, time did not give him a further process of adapting.

There were a lot of lines surging in front of Ren Qing’s eyes, outlining the messy patterns, and finally forming a few paragraphs of text.

【Ren Qing】

【Age: Seventeen】

[Life dynasty: 113 days in five years]

This is Ren Qingtian’s own magical power. As long as he touches others, he can check his life span, but it is limited to this.

The reason why he had five years left in his life was because of the severe failure of his internal organs after his death and his rebirth.

And it is strange that the life expectancy limit of the people in this world is generally only around fifty years old, and the veteran will die at the age of forty.

Although Ren Qing had not found a way to prolong his life, after inquiring about the news, he saw clues from different yamen runners.

Generally speaking, if there is a sudden death, the banned soldiers first come to check it out, and then confirm that there is nothing wrong, they will be Ren Qing and other fireworks, and finally the soap clerks that clean up blood and dirty.

Ren Qing had never contacted the prison guards, but he suspected that the prison guards were monks who mastered magic, otherwise Sanxiang City would not be able to maintain superficial stability.

That's why he bit the bullet and dealt with three inexperienced white men to deal with the strange and inexplicable mess.

Ren Qing carefully cleaned up the house.

After a while, Li Mian and the others plucked up their courage to walk in.

They wrapped the meat pieces with their carry-on linen, and even the wooden furniture was taken away in pieces without missing anything.

"Sounds, there is a book in the crack in the bookshelf."

Li Mian handed the book to Ren Qing.

He did not dare to look through it at all. Bai Yao's actions must be approved by the yamen runners, so as to ensure that there will be no accidents.

Ren Qing took the book and suddenly felt a tingling pain in his mind.

He fell to the ground, tears flowing down his eyes.

"Secretary!!!"

Li Heng and Li Mian wanted to get close, but Ren Qing reached out to stop him.

"It's okay, I'm fine."

Ren Qing asked the two of them to continue cleaning up, while he sat at the door of the book shop to rest for a while, and the book was grabbed by him.

The moment he touched the book, Ren Qing's magical powers were triggered for the first time, and the flow of information gathered in front of him.

【No-objective method】

[It was learned from the old monk Baimu from the ShouLingyan Sutra that you must dig out your eyes and take your eyes with medicine. It will grow again after 49 days.]

Ren Qing held the books in his arms, and after a cup of tea, some information appeared.

[After digging out your eyes, it will sink into boundless darkness and look at things that ordinary people cannot see. Those who practice can swallow their eyes and recover their injuries and prolong their lives. The best human eyes.]

After a moment, new information about the inaction appeared again.

【One-eyed person: see through illusions】

【Hundred Eyes: Create illusions】

[Those with double pupils: predict the enemy first]

Ren Qing couldn't help swallowing, his heart jumped wildly, and there was a trace of sick flush on his face.

【Can consume 30 days of life, and the exemption price is mastered】

The method of practice is right in front of you and can extend your life span. Even if it is a little weird, it is better than waiting for death in a daze.

His thoughts moved, and the thirty-day life spanned in a flash.

Ren Qing doesn't want to change because of hesitation.

Besides, all the residents in this alley have been evacuated, which is far less noticeable than the crowded and mixed-eyed yamen.
Chapter completed!