Although the bronze ringtone was fleeting, it kept echoing in Ren Qing's ears.

Ren Qing was hesitating whether to join in the fun, but suddenly he felt a hurricane coming from nearby, and a faint stinking smell was mixed in the air.

The taste is somewhat similar to body odor, but it is as corrosive as the aura of a demon.

"This should be the aura emitted by strange things."

The copper ringtone rang again.

I saw dark clouds and the sun's light was suddenly blocked.

A piece of fox fur that was stuck in flesh and blood flew past, and its fur color turned blue-gray, as if it had just been stripped down.

The people did not dare to look up, and the caravan stopped in time.

Ren Qing narrowed his eyes and could feel the strange aura emitted by the fox fur. It should be the fox fairy grandmother Deng Chuan's mouth.

However, he did not find any human skin, nor did he see any trace of the Qingqiu monk.

The direction the fox fur is obviously going to be Qingqiu Mountain outside the city, and the disaster caused by this taboo should have ended.

But something is wrong, it is really wrong.

Ren Qing left the caravan without hesitation.

The reason why he left the Wuwei Taoist Temple was diverse. It was only one aspect that the external disciples turned into strange monks for no reason.

On the other hand, Ren Qing wanted to figure out the strange monks, so as to determine the situation of the muddy waters in Jingzhou, and then consider contacting the imperial guard hall.

Of course, he also considered the dream market.

Xianshi was obviously restricted by the Wuwei Taoist Temple and only maintained the status quo in a short period of time.

If you continue to open up the dream market, the only goal is to choose the strange monk, but the latter doesn't even understand the cultivation system.

Ren Qing walked quickly to the southwest.

Deng Chuan inadvertently glanced at the streets and found that Ren Qing's back had a brief loss, and inexplicably felt familiar.

"What's wrong, boss?"

Deputy Zhao Xiang couldn't help asking, and the other corpses also turned their eyes to him.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Deng Chuan hesitated for a few moments, and then continued, "Since Grandma Fox Fairy has calmed down, we don't have to go to Changning Street. Let's find an inn tonight to rest."

"Yes, now there are too many people."

The studs had the expressions of excitement. At least they didn't have to risk their lives to escort the studs, and the next journey would be much easier.

They comforted the frightened old horse and slowly walked through the streets.

The people nearby walked out of the houses at the same time, and the stalls were re-placed, shouting endlessly, and they could not see the original desolation.

It seemed as if the copper bell rang, the neighborhood returned to the world from hell.

Luo Xian saw that Deng Chuan was in a good mood. Even if his employer died and affected his business, it would be better than losing his life as a bodyguard.

He asked in confusion: "Boss, how did you see that Grandma Fox Fairy has calmed down?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell into a brief silence.

Even Deng Chuan did not realize that at least a few thousand people in the entire block had the idea of ​​relieving his anger almost at the same time.

They were a little more confused, but just a few breaths later, they returned to normal again.

"No matter what, go to the inn first."

Deng Chuan shook his head, the lively streets dispelled the chill on his back, and some strangeness in his heart disappeared.

The stooge immediately agreed.

They were talking and laughing, but they could not tell that they were still experiencing danger half an hour ago, and even some of their companions died because of this.

The invisible butterfly followed the cart, and it was obvious that Ren Qing divided some of his attention to the caravan.

Ren Qing wandered among the crowd and then arrived at the southwest.

What caught my eye was a large open space, with a dilapidated charity house standing in the middle, and those wandering cultivators disappeared here.

Ren Qing used his double pupils to the extreme, but he did not notice any strangeness in the charity village, as if he was just an ordinary building.

He then stepped into the charity village.

The temperature inside and outside is at least thirty degrees different, with more than a dozen vaguely written spirit cards and five coffins placed inside.

Judging from the handwriting on the spirit card, the charity shop should have been abandoned by the public for a while, but the body odor inside is even more intense.

The coffin was empty, but it was sealed tightly with rivets.

Because the streets are revived, the sounds around them are noisy.

Ren Qing looked around deeply. He knew that the Qingqiu Fox Fairy's affairs were not over yet, and what would definitely happen next.

From the fairy city in recent days, we can see that there is almost no rumor in the urban area where the Taoist disciples are located.

It was as if the forces had acquiesced to this matter.

Instead of letting Wugui swallow his own sense of existence, Ren Qing walked out of the charity village and soon disappeared into the gradually deeper street.

He found a courtyard where no one was left, and then meditated cross-legged inside the house.

The projection of the soul butterfly is distributed in the corner like a firefly, so I want to explore the source of the strange aura, but unfortunately I have no results.

Ren Qing had no intention of forcing it. If he had not found any weirdness, he would go to the area where the corpse elephant was entrenched as originally planned.

When he is in a state of cultivation, time is like the passing of yellow sand on his fingertips. When he opens his eyes, the rising sun is already rising.

The sky was covered with thick dark clouds, as if it was about to rain heavily.

The body odor is getting worse and worse, but people don’t seem to smell it.

Ren Qing couldn't help but frowned slightly. With his current cultivation level, he had not noticed at all. Could it be what Deng Chuan said?

"The strange disaster has disappeared?"

Boom boom boom boom...

Autumn thunder sounded.

As soon as his thoughts came out, he could only hear the dense sound of rain outside, and the pouring rain enveloped the entire Jingzhou City.

The chill of late autumn is brought to life, and pedestrians on the streets are still there.

Then someone started playing the suona, and with gongs and drums, he could hear the sharp old woman's strange singing style, as if she was crying.

Ren Qing opened the window with a little surprise and saw a team of festive sedan chairs passing by the street. It was really strange to put them in now.

The people are busy on their own and ignore the sedan chair.

The strong man carrying the sedan chair was wearing mourning clothes, and the crowds followed were also wearing mourning clothes.

Their appearance is very alienated, and even the fox can be seen from their heads. According to Jingzhou today, it is more in line with Qingqiu's strange magical techniques.

Similar strange things happened in the adjacent streets at the same time. Hundreds of sedan chairs were carried outside, and the sound of gongs and drums were heard everywhere.

There was no bride in the sedan chair, but a skinned corpse.

The body was wearing a gorgeous wedding dress, and it was obvious from its figure that it was a famous woman, but many places had already started to rot, attracting flies to surround her.

Hundreds of people blew the suona, and the sound echoed in the heavy rain, becoming more and more strange.

Ren Qing was puzzled, how could there be so many sedan chairs? Even if it was the total of all Jingzhou, there were probably not dozens of sedan chairs.

This matter must be related to the strangeness of Qingqiu, but there is no trace of it at all.

"etc……"

"It won't happen in the crescent moon layer, right?"

Ren Qing's double pupils turned without any concealment. He looked at the direction of the Blood Moon above his head, and his body instantly felt a little weightless.

After a brief look at the direction of the blood moon, and in the daytime, my body and soul were not pulled into the Yingtuo Moon, but I had a slight weight loss.

With the subtle state, the scene in his eyes changed drastically.

The appearance of the sedan chair turned into flesh and blood, and the curtain was like freshly peeled human skin, which would wriggle from time to time and even have hair.

The blood vessels were covered with blue veins on the surface, and the skinless corpse was also brought alive.

The body was like a married bride, and she actually took a bronze mirror and carefully applied rouge to her hideous face.

The sedan chair is indeed from the Yingqu Moon layer, and it must involve strange monks.

The destinations of all the sedan chairs seem to be charity houses in the southwest.

Ren Qing took the opportunity to look at the Yizhuang Village, but the Yizhuang Village turned into a huge courtyard with crowds of people inside.

When guests came and went, they looked like humans and foxes, but their cultivation was relatively shallow, so they should be the casual cultivators who had been before.

They may have come for Qingqiu, or they may want to practice strange magic.

"What is this? The fox fairy teaches the Tao?"
To be continued...