Ren Qing withdrew his gaze and glanced at Lin Cheng, who was shaking on his shoulders.
Lin Cheng barely held on to his consciousness and said: "Brother Ren, your ribs may be a token of entry and exit from the Jailer's Hall. Don't forget it."
"Go out first and then talk."
Lin Cheng didn't reply and fainted after reminding him.
Ren Qing sighed.
If he could save Lin Cheng's life, it would only be good for him.
There is intrigue among the jailers, and it is always good to have more friends.
His legs grow tiny wolf hairs, his speed increases again, and his physical exertion decreases accordingly.
As Ren Qing got closer and closer to his ribs, the rain of blood gradually turned into a pouring force, and even he could hardly open his eyes.
Fortunately, blood is not corrosive, otherwise it would be a dead end.
Ren Qing silently remembered the direction and ran towards the destination, but Lin Cheng was already on his deathbed.
When he reached the bottom of his ribs, he couldn't help but open his eyes and look around, and found that the Jailer's Hall was extremely vast.
I don’t know where the strange objects are stored.
Ren Qing pulled out his Da Miao knife and slashed it hard. Sparks flew everywhere and there were white marks on the surface of the ribs.
But he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. His ribs were not as strong as he imagined, which of course meant that he was indeed on the verge of death in the Yangshen realm.
Ren Qing slashed several times and removed two thumb-sized fragments.
The gap in the ribs healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the surrounding flesh and blood walls shook slightly, then returned to calm.
Ren Qing played with the bone fragment.
I found that their properties are very strange, and they will turn into powder when they touch each other.
He stuffed a bone fragment into Lin Cheng's arms, put his own bone fragment into his stomach, and then headed towards the gap in the jailer's hall along his ribs.
There was nothing unusual on the road, and Ren Qing quickly came to the junction of the gap.
From the inside to the outside, you can see a huge heart like a mountain, beating at an extremely slow frequency.
The heart is dark red, and the blood flowing out of the connected blood vessels has turned black.
Normally only corpses would be like this.
Ren Qing couldn't help but frown slightly.
Except for the heart, he could not see any other internal organs. I wonder if it was due to limited vision.
Ren Qing came to the location of the wound and first sent Lin Cheng there.
Lin Cheng disappeared out of thin air.
It seems that the stomach wall completely separates the outside world, making Abi Hell like a small world formed by magic.
Ren Qing has already made a choice in his heart, and will be promoted to Taotie when his longevity is enough.
As for the newly acquired armor-wearing skill, if you can figure out how to practice it, you can choose to break through to the half-zombie state on your own.
He looked back at the jailer's hall, then turned around and drilled into the hole in the stomach wall.
Ren Qing felt like his head was spinning, and the blood flow in his body had accelerated several times.
When he came back to his senses, he saw the familiar rockery standing in front of him, but the wooden door was long gone.
Ren Qing greedily inhaled the impurity-free air, as if his body and soul had been baptized.
There was also a jailer specializing in recording standing beside the rockery. When he saw him coming out, he began to make corrections on the books.
And Lin Cheng was lying not far away, his breath was as thin as a gossamer, and he would lose his life at any time.
Ren Qing was about to step forward to check, but suddenly Zhang Qiu appeared next to him.
Zhang Qiu's expression was slightly anxious. He fed Lin Cheng a few blood-red pills and then slapped him on the back with his palm.
Ren Qing was afraid of being offended and explained: "Lin Cheng's injury came from a monk named Sun Yishan, who was killed by me."
"I will not repay kindness with evil."
"Thank you very much."
Zhang Qiu picked up Lin Cheng and disappeared in a few flashes.
Ren Qing shook his head and was about to return to the Fire Engineering Hall when he suddenly realized that he was covered in blood and looked miserable.
If you were to walk inside the yamen, you would probably be detained by a patrolling police officer within a hundred steps.
He found a corner nearby, put on the clothes he had prepared in advance, and then went to the Fireworks Hall.
After returning to the Fire Engineering Hall, even Xiao Wu and others didn't notice that he had left. After all, Ren Qing only went in and out of Abi Hell for more than half a day.
Ren Qing walked straight into the side room.
As soon as he opened the wooden door, he noticed Song Zongwu sitting cross-legged inside the house.
Song Zongwu's four arms were holding magic spells and chanting scriptures, and the muscles in his body were exercising at a specific frequency.
Although Ren Qing was full of questions, he did not disturb Song Zongwu. Instead, he drank some tea and waited quietly for the other party to finish.
It wasn't until the night fell that Song Zongwu opened his eyes, with a smile in his eyes.
"Sooner than I thought."
Ren Qing hesitated to speak. If you hadn't told me anything about the situation, I might have been able to have lunch after I came out.
"Senior Song, am I a reserve now?"
"kindness?"
"I forgot to remind you to get the bone key. You should go to the Jailer's Hall again. Anyway, once it happens, it will become familiar again."
The corner of Ren Qing's mouth twitched, and then he spat out a piece of bone.
Song Zongwu nodded and said, "This is indeed a bone key."
"If you feed blood to the bone key for more than ten breaths, a doorway to the Jailer's Hall will appear, but it can only be used once."
"It must be nourished with blood every five days, otherwise it will turn into ashes."
Ren Qing used a Da Miao knife to open his palm, and the bone key was absorbed eagerly. After a few breaths, it was swallowed back into his stomach.
Song Zongwu said in a deep voice: "If you have anything to ask, can you ask me?"
"What the hell is going on in the Jailer Hall..."
"The Jailer Hall is actually in the body of a certain Yang Shen realm powerful person. For some reason, the latter's soul was shattered and his body barely survived."
Song Zongwu hesitated for a moment and then continued: "The Taotie Method's Vice Stomach and the Prisoner's Hall have the same origin, and their potential is immeasurable."
"Because the aphrodisiac in the Yang Shen realm is Abi Hell, that monk is called Ksitigarbha."
Ren Qing changed the topic and asked: "Senior Song, I encountered a monster with a human face and a dog body in the jailer's hall. Is it related to something strange?"
"We even encountered corpse dogs."
Song Zong was expressionless and slightly surprised. He simply told the whole story about the Prison Hall.
It has long been unknown which monk founded the Jailer's Hall.
They probably entered Abi Hell accidentally by chance, because they had no idea where Ksitigarbha was.
Now hundreds of years have passed, and Abi Hell is barely maintaining its status quo.
During this period, the jailer kept trying to find traces of Ksitigarbha, but still found nothing.
Ren Qing's scalp was numb: "Can you roughly determine the scope?"
"As long as you are in Xiangxiang, you can enter the jailer's hall with the bone key, so it is speculated that it should be somewhere in Xiangxiang."
Ren Qing actually didn't know much about the collective name of Xiangxiang, and most people had never even been outside the city in their lives.
I only know that the area divided with Sanxiang City as the center is called Xiangxiang.
He suddenly reacted and said that the Yamen would not use the jailer's hall to transport food. Anyway, he could carry items into it.
There must be some towns in Xiangxiang dedicated to grain production.
Song Zongwu saw the confusion on Ren Qing's expression: "After you get the reserve identity token, you can go to the secret pavilion in the jailer's hall to check the map, which also contains information about each restricted area."
In fact, in order to reduce the impact of the restricted area as much as possible, the yamen usually block information from the outside world, and only the jailers can access it.
"As for the corpse dog, it is actually related to a technique called 'spiritualism'."
"We... once tried to resurrect Ksitigarbha..."
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