Ren Qing discovered that the notes were not tasks assigned by the ban on the jail hall, but private news.

The Nether Crow can indeed deliver messages, but it requires consumption of Nether Feather.

His index finger and thumb rubbed the paper strips, and he felt an inexplicable oily nature, as if he had been soaked in oil and water for a long time.

The words "Zhang Mu" are written on the paper, but the tip of the pen shows that the writing is more forceful.

Ren Qing recalled for a moment and seemed to have never seen it since the Dameng Forging Tool opened the store and helped Zhang Mu refine the magic weapon.

He checked the back of the note.

As a result, no handwriting was found, but instead it was covered with disorderly lines, and there was no clue at all.

Ren Qing pinched his temples and spread the message to himself, which was reasonable. After all, the other party might recognize fewer banned soldiers.

Could it be that the content of the note was so urgent that it could not be written clearly?

It seems that several months have passed. If it really matters to life and death, I'm afraid the corpse will be completely cold.

Ren Qing sighed helplessly.

Then he took out Mingyu and planned to ask the familiar banished soldiers what happened.

Ren Qing dared not disturb Song Zongwu's words. After all, he had just been released from prison, so it seemed that he could only find Huang Ziwan.

After Mingyu lit it, the paper strips mixed with it turned into smoke and dust, and a figure of a Nether Crow could be seen flashing by.

Ren Qing and Xiao Wu knew each other and then walked out of the yamen.

The streets looked very festive, with lights and decorations everywhere, and there were many children wearing new clothes chasing and fighting.

The shouts of vendors can still be heard across the street.

"Rice cake, freshly baked rice cake..."

"Cake candy, come and eat candy candy..."

Ren Qing felt a little novel. It was the first time he had celebrated the New Year since he traveled through time, and it seemed like he had returned to the world.

He ate his unique snacks and walked towards the end of the street.

I bought New Year's goods on the way.

Ren Qing went to visit Butcher Zhang, who had not seen the red light for a long time, which shows that the business of braised rice is indeed good.

The new store is open on Hexing Street, and it belongs to the territory of the Blood Dog Gang.

Ren Qing took out the New Year's goods from his prison in his belly, and Butcher Zhang had already narrowed into a gap. After taking the New Year's goods, he couldn't help but ask about his well-being.

"A Qing, you are a fireworker at least. Why do you always have to take on the job of leaving the city? It's too dangerous."

Ren Qing glanced at the shopkeeper who was running the hall. They had traces of practicing the magic foot scripture on both legs, and it was obvious that the Blood Dog Gang had installed many people.

He did not have much objection to this.

The Blood Dog Gang let Butcher Zhang, an outsider, make his business so big, that no one can be completely relieved.

"Happy New Year, Brother Zhang, but I no longer do fireworks."

Ren Qing took out the order for the ban on his horse, but Butcher Zhang naturally would not recognize it, and only thought it was the different yamen runners' responsibilities in the yamen.

A guy, however, had some eyesight to see that, and he couldn't stop being shocked, and he sprinkled all over the floor when pouring tea for the guests.

After a few greetings with Butcher Zhang, Ren Qing immediately left the store.

Since the purpose has been achieved, the Blood Dog Gang will not need to pay attention to it anymore. No matter how brave they are, they will not dare to offend the formal banned soldiers.

Ren Qing was about to buy a jar of wine, but saw someone walking towards him quickly.

He immediately had something wrong, and the person who came was definitely not an ordinary person.

The ghost is ready to go.

Ren Qing was just trying to find a place to find less people so that the other party would not suddenly cause trouble and accidentally hurt the people, but he quickly reacted.

Huang Ziwan was wearing a brocade dress and was wearing a paper fan painted by mountains and rivers in his hand. His original purple-green skin was covered with rouge and water.

The passers-by were all covering their noses, but the smell was too strong.

Seeing Huang Ziwan's slutty look, Ren Qing couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hands.

Huang Ziwan skillfully said with his back on his back: "Brother Ren, I have been looking for you for a long time. Let's have a walk and have a different place to chat."

The two walked into a nearby teahouse and didn't have to worry too much about it in the private room.

After all, with their cultivation level in the ghost realm, even if someone wants to listen, he can easily detect it.

Huang Ziwan tasted the refreshment, raised his head and stared at Ren Qing strangely and said, "Is the stomach good in the stomach?"

“It’s really not bad.”

Ren Qing was telling the truth, but Huang Ziwan's expression showed pity and a little admiration in his eyes.

The stomach and stomach are used to detain alienated and out-of-control banned soldiers. Therefore, many people are afraid of this, including Huang Ziwan.

Even though Ren Qing had just become a formal ban, he had just left without any harm in the stomach, which was enough to be famous.

If Huang Ziwan hadn't received the news from the Nether Crow, he would have thought the other party would have been unable to come out.

"It's amazing."

"Old Huang, you look like this..."

Ren Qing wanted to speak but stopped. If he could dress up like this on the street, he should have some serious brain illness.

Huang Ziwan smiled, but he seemed more free and easy: "This is not the New Year, I just happened to take a walk in my spare time."

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He took a sip of tea, then pointed to the red mark on his neck and said, "As for these rouge powder, they were all painted by the lovers in the flower building. How about it, the skills are good, right?"

“Not bad…”

Ren Qing smiled awkwardly and stared at Huang Ziwan's face, feeling goosebumps all over his body.

He quickly opened the topic: "By the way, what's going on with Zhang Mu?"

Huang Ziwan calmed down his hippie smile and frowned and said, "This matter is not only about you. A total of 7,564 people in Xiangxiang received similar notes."

Ren Qing didn't expect that it would have such a far-reaching impact. He couldn't help but take out the note from his arms and carefully looked at the contents on it.

"Zhang Mu received a mission to leave the city in early June, but he disappeared since then."

“What is the task?”

"I just escorted something to Annan Town. In fact, the mission was not serious, but he disappeared for no reason."

Huang Ziwan did not have a specific explanation, it should have involved some secrets in the imperial guard hall.

"As a result, by the end of July, many people received notes for no reason. After investigation, they found that they all had a common characteristic, that they had at least talked to Zhang Mu."

Ren Qing asked in confusion: "All of them are in the way of a crow?"

"That's not."

"The methods are different, and most of them are letters that cannot be traced back to the source, and some people even cut open the fish's belly and found it."

"It seems that Zhang Mu has entered the penalty area by mistake."

Ren Qing knew that the power that could break the rules was usually closely related to the forbidden area, just like those who had been erased from the forbidden area for disaster relief.

There are a large number of strange objects in the penalty area, and the abilities formed are strange and difficult to use notes as clues.

"The most troublesome thing is that this restricted area cannot be found yet."

Huang Ziwan shook his head helplessly. It would be easier if he knew the general location. The Imperial Hall is still good at dealing with the restricted area.

"At present, there are many prison soldiers searching day and night near the official road from Sanxiang City to Annan."

Ren Qing nodded and then asked about the follow-up to Heshan Town.

Huang Ziwan only talked about the trouble caused by Wuwei Sect, but did not mention the blind Taoist priest at all, as if he was deliberately concealed by the imperial guards.

Ren Qing couldn't help but feel a little worried.

The blind Taoist has a very high status in the Wuwei Taoist Temple, and he probably knows a lot of secrets. If the imperial guard hall is targeted at the Taoist temple because of this...

Ren Qing immediately dispelled this speculation. The imperial guards were very cautious, so he could have a stable foothold in Xiangxiang.

Moreover, the Zhengzhutang knew a little about the existence of the Wuwei Taoist Temple.

After all, Tiandaozi had contact with the Inspected Trip Hall a long time ago, otherwise it would be impossible to obtain the targeted four Inspected Trip Laws.

Ren Qing suddenly thought about it and had a very strange idea in his mind.

Isn’t the situation of the blind Taoist being parasitized by the Heavenly Dao Worms similar to the land? Is it related to the next big moves of the Incarnated Sage Hall?

Seeing that he was a little lost, Huang Ziwan couldn't help but interrupt and said, "Ren Qing, you should be fine next, right?"

"What's wrong?"

Huang Ziwan grinned and said, "Then you are likely to have to go to Annan Town. There is currently a task that lacks manpower."

"It's Annan Town again?"
To be continued...