Immortal Cultivation – I Can Save The Costs

2022-04-18

Chapter 7 Prison as a restricted area

Not long after the body was burned, Ren Qing, who was finally free, was called to the Justice Hall .

It wasn’t that the corpse was moved to the public in the middle of the night. The main reason was that County Magistrate ordered to convene the wardens, and the wardens of the entire Western Region were disturbed.

According to Ren Qing’s understanding, such a big battle has something to do with weirdness.

The council room in Justice Hall is not large, it is filled with wooden chairs, and all sitting are the fireman Dark Scribes who are in charge of the districts of Sanxiang City.

They are generally over 30 years old, and many of them have gray hair, but Ren Qing is not even in his 20s.

The room was silent, and Ren Qing sat near the door while taking the opportunity to observe everyone.

Not long after, the clerk walked in with an ugly face.

This clerk, surnamed Zhao, is in charge of the yamen’s Western Region, and looks more like a shrewd businessman.

“Long story short, you should know more about the East District Prison, right?”

Ren Qing looked all around, the expressions of the rest of the yamen became ugly, only he was full of heads of fog.

Scribe Zhao continued: “It has become a restricted area. After the jailer is finished, you will be responsible for cleaning up the prison. There are five people in each street. Find someone smarter.”

The officers all agreed that although they didn’t have to take their own risks, it would be easy to lose their credibility if their subordinates died too many times.

Ren Qing reluctantly shook the head, it seemed that the four of Tan Street would not be able to escape.

However, he was curious, why is the prison worth so much mobilization by the Yamen, and what is the so-called restricted area?

is it possible that involving Ghost God…

“When you get to the prison, remember not to expose any skin on your body, and clean the inside so that no debris is left. .”

Scribe Zhao began to talk at length, talking about some precautions, but the officers listened very seriously, and even lowered their heads to record.

The atmosphere in the house is getting more and more depressed.

Ren Qing could clearly see the fear in the eyes of the yamen.

To be reasonable, the dead people they have come into contact with add up to at least a thousand, how can they be so lost self-control?

“Let’s go back and prepare, and let the yamen go to explain the funeral.”

Scribe Zhao waved his hand, then turned and left the meeting room.

Shortly after he left, the yamen began to talk loudly and almost clashed, and you could see their anxiety.

Ren Qing found a middle-aged fireman in the corner and asked, “Excuse me, what happened in the prison?”

The middle-aged fireman was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately : “Oh, I have to know, it turned out to be from Tan Street…”

“That prison is located in the eastern district of the Yamen, and it is said that the prisoners in it are all corpses because of cannibalism, but the past few days have been There are two batches of yamen in the yamen, and there are not enough people in the east area, so we can only come.”

Ren Qing couldn’t help but continue to ask: “Then what is the restricted area?”

“If there are inexplicable and tragic deaths on a large scale, it’s a restricted area.”

The middle-aged fireman left in a hurry after speaking, as did the rest of the yamen.

Ren Qing thought about the scribe’s words carefully. Are those seemingly absurd rules and regulations warning something?

He immediately dictated the matter to Li Mian and the others when he returned to Fireman Hall.

Li Family brother looked at each other in blank dismay, Li Mian swallowed and said, “I heard from the old man in the yamen before that in the restricted area, nine deaths and still alive…”

Little Wu was frightened and took a few steps back. Fortunately, after the past few days of tempering, he became more courageous, at least he didn’t fall directly to the ground.

Ren Qing squeezed his temples and said, “Anyway, we can’t escape, we might as well prepare well to avoid a setback.”

“Okay, then listen to the officer. .”

Li Mian and the three of them were convinced of Ren Qing, and their mood gradually calmed down.

After they had eaten and drank, they covered their skin as the scribe said, and put on two sets of thick clothes.

To be on the safe side, I also brought a short blade.

Leave only one pair of eyes to see.

Ren Qing prepared some pig’s eyes and wrapped them in greased paper, but was worried about swallowing a few first to let the heat in his body continue.

In restless waiting, the sun is about to set on the horizon.

Somewhere in the yamen a gong sounded.

Ren Qing and the four walked out of the yard. He finally reminded: “You follow me closely. If I don’t touch anything, don’t do any unnecessary actions.”

“Got it, officer.”

Everyone looked at each other silently, and followed the directions of the gong to reach a more open place in the Western Region.

The team composed of hundreds of yamen is ready to go.

Ren Qing found that his attire was not an exaggeration, and generally wanted to wear iron armor to save his life.

After the assembly, Scribe Zhao hesitated, but in the end he didn’t speak, turned around and walked towards Yamen East District.

The catchers encountered on the road stopped one after another, and their eyes seemed very complicated.

By the time we got to the cell, the moon had already risen in the sky.

The cell doesn’t look big from the outside, but it’s not. The building extends three floors underground and can hold thousands of prisoners.

The path leading to the cell was surrounded by officers and soldiers, and there were several jailers wearing light armor and hats standing under a tree not far away.

Ren Qing paused for a moment on one of the jailers.

He had met him the other day when he was cleaning up blood, and he seemed to be carrying an old human skin in his hand.

I thought it was related to some cultivation technique, but now it feels like I’m dealing with the weirdness in the cell.

Scribe Zhao shouted loudly: “All officers, bring out the corpses of Second Layer’s yamen first, and then deal with the other corpses.”

Ren Qing secretly reviewed the details Over and over, and then slowly entered the prison with the crowd.

Behind the iron gate, it was extremely damp, and even through two layers of hoods, you could smell the strange smell of rancidity mixed with blood.

The first floor of the prison is used by the guards to rest, except for the traces of the corpse being dragged, the rest is not unusual.

But the basement level is completely different.

I saw the walls covered with thick blood plasma, accompanied by fragments of flesh and blood, as if in a hell on earth…

The cells unfolded side by side were empty, but from the wooden railings. Deep nail prints can be seen on it, showing the agony of the prisoner before his death.

Dark Scribe picks up the lime and starts cleaning, while fireman goes to the next level.

Ren Qing clearly felt that Little Wu was a little nervous, and his breathing became rapid.

He patted Little Wu’s head, and the latter settled down.

After reaching the second underground layer, Ren Qing found that the body inside had been almost moved by the fireman who came before.

Everyone still checked it carefully to confirm that nothing was missed.

Finally, the dead fireman’s body was found on the stairs leading to the lower level.

The corpse’s death-like shape is twisted, the clothes on the body are tattered, and the expression is full of fear.

Ren Qing speculates that these fireman should have escaped from the third floor underground, and don’t know what they encountered.

Everyone cooperated to move away the corpse. At this moment, something the size of a palm flashed past the stairs.

Only Ren Qing noticed that it was Zhang’s broken human skin?

(End of this chapter)