My 30 years of touching corpses in Yizhuang

"Okay!"

Lin Xiang was looking for a dead body to try "Chunyang Formula", of course he would be happy.

"It's in your morgue."

Lin Xiang walked into Yizhuang, but Xiao Fengxian pulled him aside:

"Are you stupid? Why do you answer everything?"

"What's wrong? What's wrong with that corpse?"

Xiao Fengxian's explanation of hating iron but not steel:

"The minister of rites sent by the imperial court to pay homage to the imperial concubine died inexplicably last night, and his body was carried to our Yizhuang."

"You can touch this kind of corpse, why wait for me?"

Lin Xiang was a little confused. Logically, many people should rush to touch the official's corpse!

"The people who carried the corpse died just now."

"Amazing."

"Be careful!"

When Lin Xiang came to the door of the morgue, he smiled disdainfully when he saw those new mortuaries gathered around.

Are you that scared?

He wanted to see what was wrong.

Pushing open the door, he was immediately enveloped by a gloomy cold air.

After Lin Xiang closed the door of the mortuary, the yamen servants standing outside, who touched the corpse, looked at each other in blank dismay.

Knowing how dangerous it is, how dare you?

Is it the boldness of Yigao people, or is it that they are looking for a dead end?

Bai Butou taunted those newly touched corpses from the side:

"Without Lin Xiang, our Yizhuang would be useless."

Lin Xiang in the morgue happily absorbed the yin energy in the room and transformed it into pure yang energy.

Feel a warm feeling in the body.

From then on, he didn't need to use the effect of kiwi fruit to counteract the threat of corpse aura.

After about half a cup of tea, the Yin Qi dissipated.

Lin Xiang immediately fixed his gaze on the corpse.

Obviously the corpse did not turn into a ghost, otherwise the yin energy in the morgue should be continuous.

There may be other reasons for the death of the corpse bearer.

As for the reason, Lin Xiang didn't need to meddle in his own business.

That is the task of cooperating and arresting heads.

Take two sticks of incense, light them, take off the shoes and socks of the corpse, and insert the two sticks of incense one by one.

The higher the status, the better the products.

Lin Xiang touched from his legs to his arms.

More than ten things.

I really don't know how he walks with so many things on.

Finally, he took out the imperial decree brought by the Minister of Rites from his sleeve.

This is what Bai Butou wants.

Then it was time to get what he wanted.

Then he put his right hand corpse into his chest.

Take out a delicate box.

"Spiritual Fragrance"

Still the familiar electronic sound:

【Records】

【Cao Huicai Records】

(Surnamed Cao Minghui, 48 years old, currently serving as Minister of the Ministry of Rites, and now the favorite minister of the emperor.

The current emperor called Cao Hui into the palace in the middle of the night, and asked him to go to Pingyang Mansion to worship the late emperor's concubine, and hid a jade slip in the coffin.

At the same time, the imperial decree must be read out, asking the Pingyang government to pay for the overhaul of the Royal Concubine Villa.

Even Cao Hui couldn't figure out the emperor's mindless task, but he didn't dare to ask more questions, let alone delay, and immediately got up and went to Pingyang Mansion.

The journey was tiring, but I didn't dare to delay the slightest.

It was only after arriving at an inn dozens of miles away from Pingyang Mansion that he stopped to catch his breath.

I was planning to set off in the cool weather at night, but I didn't expect it to rain heavily that night.

I had no choice but to wait for the rain to stop before leaving.

When a group of people were eating downstairs, they met a group of people. The leader was a man with a livid face, followed by ten strange people wearing bamboo hats to hide their faces underneath.

The post station is a place where only people from the government can stay. If the post chief wanted to stop him, his head was immediately removed.

Cao Hui was shocked and wanted to run, but it was too late.

Those people wearing bamboo hats outside came in, and all the servants and officials were killed in an instant.

Only Cao Hui was left.

He hid the imperial decree in the bag and hid it in his sleeves, and the other things did not have time.

Tie Qinglian found him from under the table, snatched the bundle, found the jade slip, and left.