SWDnovel Chapter 166: Changing The Lights In The Burning Corpse Hall
Chapter 166: Changing The Lights In The Burning Corpse Hall
"Ah~ Greedy brat." Qin He shook his head, turned and left.
I can't give it anymore, and if I give it again, I will promote Mi En and fight Mi En, and Hou Xiaoliu may even stay here.
That's absolutely not okay.
If he doesn't leave, how will the news of the Great Immortal Qingniu's appearance spread out?
How to "let the bullets fly for a while"?
Qin He is not doing charity by giving away steamed buns.
...
After leaving the Immortal Temple, Qin He returned to the crematorium, and Da Wang Ba had already put the two corpses selected today on the road.
The jerk did not go up.
Because the two corpses selected were tall, they could only continue to the back row.
Qin He pondered for a while, then immediately picked up the yellow cloth bag that had been stuffed into the body and went out again.
After a day of tossing around, the entire capital was trembling in fear. Except for the soldiers on watch and the government office on duty at night, the entire capital was pitch black.
Even in the bustling brothel courtyard at night, there are only two or three dim lights.
The emperor was furious, and the soldiers and horses Fei Yuwei ordered to arrest people wantonly.
It would be a lie to say that I am not afraid.
Feiyuwei has been a sharp knife in the hands of the emperor since the founding of Dali Dynasty.
The emperor can't control what the knife wants to do, but with the emperor's imperial decree, this knife will be unparalleled in the world.
You are a member of the third rank, and no one dares to sue the emperor for you if you cut it down with a knife.
The countless monsters and monsters who usually wandered around in the dark night seemed to smell the danger and hibernate.
But there is one exception.
Qin He.
He carried the Xiuchun Knife, Youzai Youzai came outside the gate of Zhao Prison, his face crackled, and he walked in casually.
At this moment, Zhao Prison was still escorting prisoners, coming in and out, and the guards only checked their ID tokens before letting Qin He in.
After entering the underground Zhao prison, Qin He turned left and right, and came to the cremation hall.
The people in the crematorium were busy, Qin He took a glance and found that the bastard Wei Wu was not there.
I slipped away again, this guy likes to be lazy.
Qin He didn't go in because the timing was not enough, but it was almost too soon.
The first wave of corpses is coming to an end, and there are not many corpses in the hall, so it is estimated that the cremation hall will not be extended.
After all, they are also busy during the day.
So Qin He wandered leisurely in Zhao Prison.
Good guy, there are so many people.
The cells are almost full.
Needless to say, although Feiyuwei is not good at arresting people recklessly, but those who can be stuffed into Zhao Prison, swept away by the Qi Technique, nine out of ten will not be wronged.
The remaining one is just a life that should not die.
Feiyuwei is quite professional in arresting people.
Of course, there are also a very small number of people who are caught inexplicably.
For example, in front, a fat monk.
The five-flowered tie was carried by a group of flying fish officers on a long cross-bar, and sent to the execution room with a flicker.
The leader is the Baihu of the second arresting team, Chang Wen, with a beaming expression, just like an old farmer who butchers pigs during the Chinese New Year.
A white-faced evildoer left, and a fat man was captured.
It's beautiful to make meritorious deeds.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo~"
The great monk struggled with all his strength, his bald head swayed wildly, and he yelled indistinctly, causing a group of flying fish officials to swing back and forth with poles, and their feet were unsteady.
This monk is also very strong.
Qin He walked past him, shaking his head speechlessly.
In and out, how many times?
What's wrong with Feiyuwei?
Playing Zhuge Liang's seven captures of Menghuo?
Looking back again, eh.
Another person came.
who?
The sneaky Wei Wu.
The little bastard was happier than usual, the smile on his face could not be concealed at all, his face was so cheap.
Pushing a car in hand.
Qin He looked around.
Good guy! !
A truck full of cow dung!
The beam of bullshit is getting bigger and bigger.
I don't know where to start.
Endless also.
"Creating sin."
Watching the great monk and a cart of cow dung enter the torture chamber, Qin He shook his head again, turned and left.
After walking around for a while, a dull sound spread throughout Zhao Prison.
Qin He's eyes lit up.
The crematorium was closed.
After dawdling for a while and walking over, I found out that the cremator hall was closed.
Sensing that there was no one on the left or right, Qin He's palm turned into a sponge, inserted under the stone door, and lifted it up forcefully.
After lifting a slit, first throw the yellow cloth bag in, then slowly lower the stone door, and then "flow" in.
Body shrinking function: When you need it, your muscles, bones and skin will be as soft as cotton.
After entering the cremation hall, Qin He was secretly happy.
There are not many corpses, but there are still five.
It's a pity that Gabe is all white, which means that they are all local corpses.
After a group of people were killed by Anbagu chopping melons and vegetables, the crematorium had gradually replenished its staff, and the corpses were rarely left overnight.
But five is also a waste of money.
More importantly, after the cremation hall, rewards will no longer be suppressed.
Qin He smiled, stepped forward and took down the Soul-recovering lamp of the crematorium, and hung up his own Soul-receiving lamp.
Almost exactly the same, without careful identification, there is no difference at all.
After putting away the soul lamp of the crematorium, Qin He started to work.
First of all, it was stiff, so I directly found a crematorium and put it in it. When the lid of the ground stove was opened, it started to burn directly.
This time you don't have to worry about fuel.
I just don't know how long it will take to burn this time, the last time the charm corpse burned for a long time.
Then there are the five corpses in the cremation hall.
Lift the white cloth and take a look, my God.
None are complete.
Some lost their heads, some lost two legs, some lost their entire shoulders, and the worst one lost their stomachs.
That's right.
The whole stomach is gone.
Above the ribs and the two legs, there is only one turned-up skin still attached, which is shocking.
All the wounds on the five corpses were very smooth, with extremely sharp tooth marks faintly visible.
In other words, these people were probably culled by the same thing, and the incomplete part was bitten off in one bite, without any mess.
Biting the flesh and bones is like biting tofu.
Qin He suddenly had one head and two big ones, and it took a lot of work to make it like this. To burn or not to burn?
But Qin He only hesitated for a second before he decided to burn.
As long as there are conditions, it should be burned.
This is an aggressive cremator, this is a qualified cremator.
Make up legs without legs, make up arms without arms, and make up for those without shoulders and stomachs.
It is more unlucky to have no head.
Qin He is free to play, and no one knows what the sculpture looks like.
After it was done, five corpses were put on the furnace.
This time, all right, the burning corpse talismans started burning one after another.
Not as fierce as usual, even the one who turned into two parts opened his eyes.
Qin He was a little surprised.
Under the lamp of the soul, in front of the golden body of merit, it is unusual to have such a performance.
I don't quite understand why the local corpses are so fierce, where did they come from?
But of course Qin He couldn't be troubled, ten corpse nails were rewarded, and the five corpses lay down contentedly.
But when Qin He was focusing on observing the corpse, a corner of an inconspicuous pottery pot was silently pried up on the side of the big iron gate inside the cremation hall.
Immediately afterwards, a ray of extremely strong corpse gas slowly flowed out from the tank, and under the shadow of the firelight, it gathered into an almost faint invisible shadow, slowly drifting towards Qin He along the shadow in the corner of the wall.
That's right, it's floating.
It was as soft and silent as a wisp of smoke.
Even if you don't look carefully, even if it passes by your eyes, you may not be able to find the clues.
But Qin He sensed it, and turned around like lightning, his whole body surging with mana.
The shadow's reaction was also extremely fast, and the moment Qin He turned around, he also turned around, without entering Qin He's peripheral vision.
Qin He looked around with suspicion.
Seeing this, the shadow shook his head and tail for a while, with a proud look, twisted, and slowly merged into Qin He's shadow, disappearing.