Secret Talent At The Beginning, Burning Corpses Can Make You Stronger

Fang County is under the jurisdiction of Shuntian Prefecture, and defends Gyeonggi.

This rush to help, in fact, the plague in Fangxian County has threatened Gyeonggi, if it is in a place far away from the emperor.

The emperor may not even know about the death of a person.

Corrupt officials have been born with two tricks since ancient times, one is to eat and get cards, and the other is to whitewash the peace.

But it was such a short distance, and the road was still official, so the convoy walked for a day and a night.

The next day, the sunset was westward, and Fangxian County finally arrived.

The huge county town was as quiet as a ghost town. There was no one to be seen, the stench was overwhelming, and a thin layer of lime was sprinkled on the ground. They walked along the city gate all the way to the crematorium.

Every county has a crematorium, which is a necessary yamen function in every place.

But the conditions of the crematorium in Fangxian County are far worse than those in the capital.

The so-called cremation room is just a few stone enclosures without a roof. The only room with a roof is dedicated to storing fuel. Most of it is dried cow dung. There is very little firewood. A hair dryer made of a few raw bamboos.

The conditions are so poor that it is almost impossible to see. Burning corpses depends on dung, and blowing wind depends on mouth.

Not to mention the rain, if the weather is a little colder, even the corpses will not be burned.

The specific tasks of searching for corpses, transporting corpses, and fuel are the responsibility of the Flying Fish Guards. The cremators only need to tidy up the place and prepare for the cremation.

The matter was urgent, and rest was naturally impossible. Wei Wu ordered the cremator to unload the cremator, blast row, kerosene, tents and other materials from the cart, and began to build a temporary crematorium.

It looks messy, but it's not too slow.

It was about to get dark, and the convoy transporting the corpses entered the city.

The big car can't see the end at a glance.

Qin He looked at it with wide-eyed smiles, but at this moment, that little bastard Wei Wu ordered someone to erect a bamboo pole with a lamp hanging on it.

When Qin He saw it, he immediately scolded his eighteenth generation ancestors back and forth two hundred times.

Pit father ah.

It's the soul lamp!

Feiyuwei is so rich, he brought this with him when he came to Fang County.

Qin He's teeth itch in anger.

As soon as the soul lamp is turned on, the corpse reward is almost impossible to see.

The big murderous corpses in the cremation hall are all given internal strength and morality, and these pestilent corpses can make you feel lonely.

Qin He looked at the swaying lamp that was swaying in the wind as if mocking him, and the evil thoughts in his heart were about to erupt like a volcano, which could not be suppressed.

But in the end, Qin He gave up.

Qin He has a hundred ways to destroy this Soul Light, and they are very secretive, no one will know that he did it.

But the price is that you lose your heart.

Some things seem insignificant, but once they cross the boundary, people will become at ease.

Does Qin He really lack a corpse?

heh~

Rush into a city at random, kill all the people in it, pile them together and burn them on fire.

He can burn tens of thousands of corpses in one night.

Can it be done?

cannot!

Once you become a human being, you are no longer a human being, but a demon.

Qin He is very vigilant about this. It is okay to burn a few more corpses by being clever, but when terrorists do sabotage, the bottom line is broken.

The days to come are still very long, and it is not worth it at all.

These are the gains from watching the shadow puppet show since Qin He burned the corpse. How many dead people started from some seemingly insignificant things and gradually became human monsters.

Closer to home, the first wave of corpse distribution.

Everyone gets one, so there is no such thing as how much each person gets, and the fire continues until dawn.

Feeling the breath of the corpse's remnant soul, the Soul Reaping Lamp emits a dim light, and the remnants of soul slowly gather from the corpse to the seven prisms of the Soul Reckoning Lamp, and the Soul Reckoning Lamp also faintly starts to turn.

The cremators all looked at the lamp curiously, and couldn't hold back their discussions.

Except for Qin He.

The guy threw the body on the cremator and started shoveling coals to start the fire without wasting a moment.

What does he want?

hey-hey.

You have a good plan, I have a wall ladder.

The quality is not enough, the quantity comes together.

No, Li Zizi next door was just taking a handful of firewood to light a fire after admiring the Sepo Lamp, Qin He shouted: "Hey, you idiot, who taught you how to light a fire like this?"

"what?"

Lame Li was stunned.

Taking a closer look, Qin He didn't know when he hung the shiny yellow copper coin on his body, and ordered arrogantly: "Whether the cremation will go smoothly or not depends on how well the fire is lit. Bring the things here."

Li Zizi gave the firewood to Qin He in a daze.

Qin He took it, blew on the fire, folded the lit firewood and stuffed it into the furnace, fearing that it would go out, he poured a spoonful of kerosene on it, and the fire suddenly blazed.

Li Zizi suddenly had question marks all over his head.

What's the difference?

With such a dazed effort, Qin He ran to Liu Sanjin's next door again, with his hands on his hips: "Hey, you idiot, you have to point the fire in the direction of the Vulcan star, so that the fire will have supernatural power."

This time it was Liu Sanjin's turn to be full of question marks.

What divine power, what Vulcan?

where?

Ignoring Liu Sanjin's question marks, Qin He grabbed the firewood from his hand and lit the stove for him.

Next, old Liangtou.

"Old Uncle Liang, it's easy to burn your beard when you're so close."

Then the whole camp was filled with the sound of Qin He bluffing.

"Stop! Please ask God before lighting the fire, how can you point your ass at Vulcan."

"Stop! There must be a sense of ceremony when lighting a fire, why don't you pull up your pants?"

"When lighting a fire, you must pay attention to your posture and look good. Who told you to squat and light the fire?"

"When lighting a fire, you must pay attention to your posture and look good. Who told you to stand up and light the fire?"

"When lighting a fire, you must pay attention to your posture and look good. Who told you to bend over to light the fire?"

"Your lighting posture is so ugly, do your parents know?"

"..."

All the ten cremators in the Dongcheng crematorium were made suspicious of their lives after all the disturbance.

Is it so important to light a fire?

The key point is that Liu Sanjin discovered that the direction of the Vulcan planet that Qin He touched two or three times was in the opposite direction.

I asked intentionally, but Qin He snapped back: "Vulcan can run away, are you blind for such a big star?"

Liu Sanjin raised his head, the night is dark and windy, where are the stars?

Just like that, Qin He ordered all ten corpses from the crematorium in Dongcheng out of nowhere. He didn't think that was enough, so he expanded his business scope to the cremators in the other three cities.

The other cremators in the three cities looked at the yellow "copper coins" on Qin He's chest, and were restrained from speaking.

You are the cremator, you can do whatever you say.

Anyway, that's all the fuss.

Slowly, the cremators all came back to their senses.

Qin He, this is another convulsion.

If you are mentally ill, don't be as knowledgeable as he is. If he likes to light a fire, let him light it.

If you don’t let him order it, he will run over and point out that you are wrong here and there, what a shame.

The key point is that you can't refute it, the rank of others is higher than yours.

So back and forth, in the middle of the night, even if Qin He sat there with his legs crossed to rest, from time to time a cremator would come running over with a smile on his face: "Brother Qin, what, I should light the fire over there."