The Secret Way of Immortality

Song Zongwu crossed his arms, concealing his extra limbs beneath his loose clothing, allowing him to move along the eaves of the buildings without attracting much attention.

However, Ren Qing, who was being carried along, felt somewhat awkward, unsure whether to move or remain still.

In a few flashes, Song Zongwu arrived at the Sibu Study.

Seeing that he intended to step inside, Ren Qing couldn't help but say, "Senior Song, I think I'll pass."

"There are hundreds of rooms within the Sibu Study. If we need to confirm the situation, do you expect me to search them one by one?"

Song Zongwu glanced at Ren Qing, about to say something, but saw the other man clutching his head, looking very pained.

"What's wrong?"

Ren Qing's memory began to blur. The number of fire workers in Hexing Street decreased again, and for some reason, the intervals were getting shorter and shorter.

Song Zongwu also noticed.

A dangerous aura emanated from him, his eyes changing from blood red to orange red, as if resisting the strange force that was tampering with his memory.

But Song Zongwu, realizing he had to constantly maintain the spell, simply used his nails to scratch a few words on his skin to remind himself.

Seeing how ruthless he was, Ren Qing had no choice but to take out his small knife and carve words on his arm, otherwise it would be difficult to explain why a martial artist could be immune.

"Senior Song, is this the work of some kind of eerie object, or a forbidden zone?"

"Notify the other jailers first. We need to go inside and see the specifics."

Song Zongwu took out a green heart that seemed to be alive and squeezed it hard. The heart's beating frequency immediately increased.

Ren Qing's mouth twitched. Was this some kind of underworld artifact used for communication?

"There are thirty-six blood hearts in total. Holders within a certain range can…"

Before Song Zongwu could finish speaking, they suddenly felt something was wrong. The memory of the last fire worker was beginning to blur again.

"It's too late!!!"

Ren Qing was slightly nervous. Although he didn't directly draw his Great Miao Saber, he gripped the hilt tightly, ready to unsheathe it at any moment.

"Come with me."

Song Zongwu grabbed Ren Qing's collar, then crashed through the wooden door, rushing inside. Ren Qing quickly gave directions according to the route.

In just about ten breaths, smashing through several walls, they reached the location where the fire worker was being held.

Song Zongwu kicked open the door and walked straight in.

They noticed a fire worker in his early twenties squatting blankly in the corner, muttering, "Don't kill me."

Perhaps because his companions had been erased, his memory had changed drastically, and he had become mentally unstable.

Ren Qing felt absurd. Clearly, these fire workers had seemed relatively normal half an hour ago, but now they were on the verge of disappearing at any moment.

Although the fire worker didn't seem to be conscious, Song Zongwu still asked, unwilling to give up, "Did you go to the forbidden zone? How many people are still alive?"

"Don't kill me, don't kill me…"

Song Zongwu stepped forward, grabbed the fire worker's head with both hands, and stared intently into his eyes with his six eyes.

"I'll ask, and you'll answer."

"Is it related to the forbidden zone?"

The fire worker seemed to regain some consciousness and weakly replied, "Yes…"

He immediately spat out blood, his internal organs began to collapse, and his aura weakened at a visible rate.

Song Zongwu didn't continue to ask, but tried to stabilize the fire worker's injuries.

Unfortunately, it was useless.

Song Zongwu couldn't help but mutter to himself, "We should have remembered one thing. We probably found the forbidden zone somewhere."

"At the time, we sent jailers and constables to deal with it, but as soon as they stepped into the forbidden zone, all our related memories were erased."

Normally, fire workers wouldn't enter the forbidden zone, but they were still affected, and even disappearing silently.

Ren Qing frowned and asked, "Senior Song, then why would fire workers return to Sanxiang City? Could they be used by the jailers to transmit messages?"

"Not sure."

Song Zongwu continued, "But the forbidden zone itself is immobile, so it's difficult to affect Sanxiang City, which is so far away."

Song Zongwu looked at Ren Qing with a complicated expression.

Among so many people in the yamen, only Ren Qing noticed the abnormality. It couldn't be explained by mere coincidence.

Just then, the blood that the fire worker spat on the ground slowly turned to ashes, leaving no trace behind.

This situation gradually spread to the fire worker's body, starting from the toes, and even the cloth shoes turned to ashes.

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Song Zongwu said in a deep voice, "We must find out the location of the forbidden zone, otherwise the hidden danger is too great."

Ren Qing didn't know what to say.

Forbidden zones are formed from the eerie objects left behind by dead cultivators, but to fight against forbidden zones, one must rely on cultivators, thus falling into an infinite cycle of death.

Song Zongwu pointed his index finger at the fire worker's brow, muttering, "Yichou year, Jimao month, Guichou day, Renzi hour…"

"Found it, left eye three!!!"

His six blood eyes were tightly closed, and suddenly the blood eye in the lower left corner opened alone, and it was twice as large as usual.

The fire worker trembled for no reason, especially his facial features, which were oozing blood, and his breathing became extremely heavy.

Song Zongwu said to Ren Qing, "I'm going to check the memory in his soul. If anything unusual happens, interrupt me immediately."

Before Ren Qing could ask, Song Zongwu had already pulled out a palm-sized human-shaped phantom from the fire worker's brow.

Song Zongwu touched the phantom with his opened eye, using the means of Six Eyes to Judge Prisoners to directly obtain his memory.

Seeing this, Ren Qing wasn't too worried.

Although the more eerie objects the forbidden zone devours, the more terrifying the abilities it exhibits, but to affect Sanxiang City from so far away…

The fire worker's corpse opened its eyes, then stood up with awkward movements.

Ren Qing took several steps back, observing from a relatively safe distance.

Something's not right.

The forbidden zone's methods haven't reached the point where it can remotely erase the memories of tens of thousands of people. It deliberately released the fire workers back to Sanxiang City.

So it wasn't the memories that were erased when the jailers stepped into the forbidden zone, but the situation that arose when the Hexing Street fire workers returned to Sanxiang City.

God knows how many eerie objects this forbidden zone has devoured, to the point where it can control the fire workers who have become puppets from afar.

The flesh and blood on the puppet's body collapsed and coalesced little by little, making its body more and more deformed, like a pool of sludge.

But Ren Qing didn't feel much threat from the puppet, not even as much as an ordinary person.

However, he didn't relax at all, the double pupils in his eyes began to rotate, locking onto the puppet and moving around it.

He didn't use the Divine Foot Scripture, after all, he couldn't control it freely yet, and in such a narrow place, it would only put him at a disadvantage.

At this time, the puppet crawled towards Song Zongwu at a speed far slower than that of an ordinary person.

Ren Qing couldn't help but wonder, how come it feels like a lot of noise but no substance? The forbidden zone's methods couldn't be this simple, right?