The Secret Way of Immortality

Ren Qing immediately seized the opportunity and shamelessly pleaded, "Senior Song, do you have any external medicinal baths?"

"Well, let's do this. I'll list the ingredients, and you take them down. Two taels of mountain ginseng, half a tael of red fruit flower, three taels of money tree..."

Thanks to the subtle influence of the information flow, Ren Qing's memory was already far superior to ordinary people. He remembered everything after hearing it only once.

Song Zongwu couldn't help but think highly of Ren Qing's talent. However, he was busy dealing with matters in the Disaster Elimination Forbidden Zone and left in a hurry.

Ren Qing pondered in his heart.

Why did Song Zongwu avoid the seemingly ordinary question of internal energy? Could it involve some unspeakable secret?

Ren Qing suddenly remembered the dying old constable in the Martial Arts Building. He was already nearing the end of his lifespan. He wondered if he had died.

If he was still alive, he was very likely to be the Hundred-Eyed One himself.

But the trouble was that the old constable seemed to be connected to Song Zongwu, like family or blood relatives.

Ren Qing shook his head, still trying to increase his strength as much as possible within ten days.

Especially the Human-Skin Book. Because he would be frequently contacting Song Zongwu next, he was afraid of being seen as abnormal, so it was temporarily not good to advance to a Skin-Refining Practitioner.

But he could completely rely on external training methods to increase the toughness of his skin and flesh.

Ren Qing first returned to the Fire Worker Hall and ate some food.

He originally planned to go to the pharmacy to collect medicinal materials for body refining, but he learned about Zhang Butcher's good news from Xiao Wu.

Ren Qing hurried to the butcher shop. On the way, he noticed that there were many more beggars nearby, and they whispered to each other when they saw him.

Ren Qing smiled coldly and then walked straight into the alley.

He saw Zhang Butcher with a face full of joy at a glance. The other party was cleaning up the pork in the shop.

After Ren Qing inquired, he learned from Zhang Butcher that after negotiations, their cooperation with the Bloodhound Gang was a certainty.

The business was being handled by Chen Ben, the leader of the Jackal Hall. As for Zhang Butcher's requests, they were all agreed to, and there was even an extra sum of money.

Zhang Butcher handed over most of the money to Ren Qing without hesitation, and the remaining money was enough to buy property in Sanxiang City.

Ren Qing noticed the figures scurrying at the entrance of the alley and asked curiously, "Did you mention me when you were talking to Chen Ben?"

Zhang Butcher suddenly felt a little scared: "The initial negotiation results were not good. Later, I mentioned you, and Hall Leader Chen agreed. Should be okay, right?"

"It's okay, at most there will be some small troubles."

Ren Qing immediately understood that Chen Ben was preparing to test him. This wild dog was more greedy than he imagined.

If it were Ren Qing two days ago, he would have chosen to avoid his edge, try to gain benefits as a yamen runner, and ensure the supply of pig eyes.

But now with Song Zongwu's relationship, many troubles could be easily solved.

Zhang Butcher breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Aqing, don't take risks. If it really doesn't work, we won't do this business."

"It's okay."

Ren Qing said with a smile, "But we have to handle all the pig offal in the west of the city. It is inevitable to hire helpers to work. Brother Zhang, remember to find trustworthy people."

"I have been in Sanxiang City for so many years, I can still find some candidates."

Zhang Butcher agreed repeatedly. Although he didn't have the brains to do business, he could at least see himself clearly and wouldn't do things beyond his ability.

Ren Qing gave a few instructions and then walked out of the alley.

Not long after arriving on the street, seven or eight people walked quickly towards him.

The man at the head was wearing a gray coat, and his walking posture was amazing, as if every step contained hidden secrets.

However, in Ren Qing's eyes, the man's expression was a little dim, and his energy and blood were weak. He could also smell a strong overnight alcoholic smell.

The people on the street gave way one after another, not daring to touch the Bloodhound Gang's bad luck.

Only Ren Qing stopped and waited with a calm expression.

"I am Chen Ben, Runner Ren. Hearing your name is not as good as meeting you."

Chen Ben clasped his fists, but his eyes couldn't stop looking at Ren Qing, and his body took a few steps forward oppressively.

"Hall Leader Chen, I have admired you for a long time."

Ren Qing had expected Chen Ben, and he couldn't see any hostility in his squinted eyes.

The two were polite on the surface, but in fact, they both had the intention of testing each other.

After all, it involved interests, and it was inevitable that there would be deceit and trickery.

Even if Chen Ben agreed to give Zhang Butcher the profit, he could still go back on his word, and the money could be spat out. These were all common low-down tricks.

"Runner Ren, why not change places and go to the teahouse for a good chat?"

"Hall Leader Chen, let's talk another day."

Chen Ben ignored Ren Qing's refusal. He put his arm around his shoulder familiarly and forcibly dragged him forward.

[Chen Ben]

[Age: Thirty-one]

[Lifespan: Three years]

[Art: Divine Foot Scripture (Pseudo)]

Ren Qing understood that the Bloodhound Gang really had many cultivators.

They were probably relying on controlling beggars to collect a large number of Divine Foot Scripture anomalies, so that even the hall leaders in charge of the street area could reach the Martial Realm.

Ren Qing did not retreat at all. He stood on the street like a stubborn stone, and Chen Ben couldn't move half a step even with his face flushed.

Chen Ben couldn't help but panic, and his movements suddenly restrained.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said respectfully, "Runner Ren, I have offended you. I will definitely visit you to apologize another day."

Ren Qing whispered in Chen Ben's ear, "Give Hall Leader Chen a piece of advice, if you don't want to ruin your body, don't drink too much."

To deal with people who think they are sophisticated, you have to make them unable to see through you. Sometimes, fear comes from suspicion.

Chen Ben watched Ren Qing go away, his brows furrowed tightly.

The subordinates next to him flattered and said, "Hall Leader, this person has swept your face, why not..."

Chen Ben said coldly, "Zhao Ji, where did you get the courage to offend people in the yamen who don't know the depths?"

"Hall Leader, calm down. Seeing that it's noon, why not go have a drink..."

Chen Ben thought of what Ren Qing said at this time, and felt annoyed in his heart. He slapped Zhao Ji's face.

"Eat, eat, eat, all you know is to eat."

"Send the title deed of the shop in the east corner of Tan Street to Butcher Zhang Da Mouth, and say it's specially used to store pig offal."

Zhao Ji didn't dare to curse until Chen Ben disappeared.

The east corner shop was not the Bloodhound Gang's assets, so he had to pay for it himself.

Zhao Ji had nowhere to vent the resentment in his stomach, and couldn't help grabbing the things on the stall and smashing them around. No one around dared to say anything.

At this time, an old man wearing a hat passed by with his back bent.

Zhao Ji felt that he was bumped into, and suddenly lost his last bit of sanity.

He grabbed the old man and dragged him to a corner not far away. Just as he wanted to vent his anger with his fists, he saw the other person slowly raise his head.

That face covered with wrinkles was full of eyes, as if it could drain his soul.

After a while, Zhao Ji knelt on the ground with empty eyes, and soon lost his breath.

The old man walked towards the city gate, muttering to himself, "It is indeed not easy to find clues from hundreds of thousands of files."

"Disaster Elimination, I'm coming."

Thanks to Qie Ge Qie Xing Qie Fang Dang, the reward of the Great Great Great Monster.