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

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"It's time, open the door!"

With the slight dew of the morning light and the sound of a gong, the big iron gates of the crematorium opened one after another.

Qin He carried Ma Tuzi's ashes out of the crematorium.

Xu Changshou opened the door, saw Qin He happy to be alive, and said, "Tonight you will have a free day."

Qin He immediately felt that this was not a reward, but a punishment.

A dead body is a reward.

But there is no way to say this, how can I say that there is a reward for burning the corpse?

Or is it addictive to burn corpses?

cant.

Be low-key, be low-key.

Otherwise, others will think that he is a lunatic, a fool, and what is worse is that the big traitor and treacherous servant who is backed by Di Lu is still staring at the crematorium.

But Qin He still asked, shouldn't the flying fish guard handle Ma Tuzi's body? Why did he go back to the crematorium again?

Xu Changshou had finally made friends with Qin He, and said, "It's not peaceful recently, and Feiyuwei can't handle it. In the next few days, if there are not particularly vicious corpses, we can only leave them to us to deal with."

Qin He asked again what happened to the "not peaceful".

Xu Changshou shook his head and said that he didn't know very well, he only heard that some inexplicable things had sneaked into the capital recently, which was very dangerous.

Qin He froze for a moment, not knowing whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

...

As the sun rose, Qin He didn't go to eat breakfast. He ate a big meal of noodles yesterday, and he probably wouldn't be hungry for three to five days.

Carrying Ma Tuzi's ashes, Qin He went outside the city, dug a pit and buried Ma Tuzi's ashes.

Ma Tuzi took his own life, which was the only thing Qin He could do for him.

Next to him is Liu Chengji, a scholar from Longchuan. The two of them together can be regarded as a companion.

I just don't know if a scholar or a butcher has something to talk about.

...

The next day and night Qin He lived a bit boring.

I used to think that I have to work at night and nourish my energy during the day. If people are too weak, their yang energy is weak and accidents are prone to happen.

There is no such urgency now.

He has a bye at night, and he has not been so sleepy for fifteen years.

There is a nest in the corner, Qin He can't help wondering whether to go to the old alley?

Li Laizi didn't have fifty cents, but he still had some.

It's not like yesterday, even today's two meals saved thirty pennies.

Take Li Zizi, let him guide the way, and realize his glorious dream of fighting hard for the continuation of mankind by the way.

Then contribute some gdp to the Great Li Dynasty.

Right, what a beautiful thing.

There is a saying, if you are rich, you will benefit the world, but if you are poor, you will be good for yourself.

Carrying guns together, together... many brothers and many paths, right?

But after thinking about it, it was wrong, fifty cents, what if it was a dinosaur?

Spending money to buy warmth has always been about what you pay for.

Fifty coins, most likely a dinosaur.

Qin He immediately felt that Li Zizi's glorious image had grown a little taller.

With nothing to do, after dark, when the crematorium started to work, Qin He took a bowl and walked out.

What are you doing?

Make yogurt to go.

Before Qin He came to this world, he was a foodie. There are eight major cuisines, barbecue skewers, spicy snacks, dark cuisine... There are very few things he has never eaten, and his mouth is not ordinary.

Don't talk about sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty in this world, even if you don't want to put more salt.

Half a roast goose tasted like it was boiled in clear water. Qin He was so hungry that he couldn't expect anything else, only one thing, that was yogurt.

Yesterday, I passed a cattle shop, where many cows with calves were raised, and I wanted to get some.

Xu Changshou, who was on duty at night, saw Qin He walking out, and asked, "Go out?"

"Little one, go out for a walk." Qin He grinned.

"Okay, it's rare to have a free day." Xu Changshou nodded without asking any further questions, and told him: "Although there is no curfew on the pier, don't go too far. It would be bad if the patrolling officials misunderstood you. Go back early."

"Small, thank you, sir." Qin He agreed and left the crematorium.

Turning around and looking back, the entire crematorium was shrouded in faint smoke, and the black smoke slowly rising from the roof of the crematorium writhed in the night wind, like big black snakes, which was particularly strange.

Shaking his head, Qin He went to the cattle shop.

In the cattle shop, there is no black cloth in the middle of winter, and there is not even a lamp.

I turned around and didn't see anyone, so, save money, do it yourself, and have enough food and clothing.

Feeling inside, Qin He came to the cowshed.

The cows found Qin He, the uninvited guest, and called out a few times, but they soon fell silent.

Qin He looked left and right, but it was too dark to see anything clearly, only the blurred outlines of a herd of cows.

He didn't dare to open fire when he sneaked in. He squatted down and touched under the cow, and caught the pacifier.

The cow let out an uneasy cry, and turned to look at Qin He.

"Shh, don't be afraid, I'll borrow some rations from you."

Qin He hurriedly stroked the back of the bull to comfort it, and when it calmed down, he immediately began to squeeze.

But after squeezing for a long time, not a drop of milk came out.

Qin He was speechless. He had milked cows in his previous life, and it was easy to produce milk. It seemed that it was because of his breed.

These are plowing cattle, not dairy cows.

Speed ​​up your hand, the Shadowless Hand activates.

When you concentrate, your hands will be incredibly fast.

As expected of a skill, milk will be produced soon.

It was the cow who was whining and chirping, not cooperating very much.

After a while, Qin He squeezed a bowl full of milk.

Over the wall and out of the cowshed to call it a day, then back to the crematorium.

Xu Changshou didn't know where he was, and the other three officers on duty were also absent, so Qin He went straight back to the crematorium.

Taking out the bowl of milk from his bosom, Qin He found that the milk was quite white, but it was a bit thicker and tasted a bit stronger.

Variety differences are everywhere.

But the thickness is not a problem, just add some water, the taste may be gone when the yogurt is ready.

The yogurt making technique is very simple to say, that is, boil the milk, stir and boil for a while, then let it cool, and wait for one night.

What, add yeast? Want to add sugar?

Sorry, Qin He, this is a skill, not needed.

We don't know the principle, so don't ask, it's amazing.

After adding water to make a fire, Qin He started to work.

...

Two flowers bloom, each representing a branch.

Let's talk about Xu Changshou, Qin He returned to the crematorium not long after and didn't see Xu Changshou, where is he?

Time goes backwards.

As soon as Qin He left the crematorium, Xu Changshou noticed a white-clothed woman staggering in front of him, shouting for help, followed by a few thieves with blades vaguely chasing after him.

Xu Changshou's heart tightened, and he immediately greeted the three officials.

The four hurried to get their sabers, and put on a defensive posture.

Not long after, a woman in white came to the front, Luo Qun was stained with blood, her face was full of anxiety and panic, and she kept shouting: "Guy, help, help."

"What's going on?" Xu Changshou asked.

The woman pointed to the people who were chasing after her and said: "My lord, they are secret agents of Dilu, pretending to be flying fish guards... they are committing crimes everywhere, and many people died outside."

"Dilu's meticulous work?!"

Xu Changshou's scalp couldn't help but tighten, and the expressions of the other three officials also changed drastically.

The Dali Dynasty is now suffering from internal and external troubles, and the foreign troubles are Dilu from the north.

Dilu is not full of ten thousand, and full of ten thousand is invincible.

The Dali Dynasty had suffered defeats in recent years. Last year, the elite 80,000 frontier army was wiped out by the entire army of 30,000 Di captives.

Dilu has become a three-headed and six-armed monster in the workshop, who specializes in eating people.

Moreover, there are indeed many secret agents of Dilu lurking in the capital, either spying or assassinating, sometimes simply to create panic, committing crimes every once in a while, and they are a bit more ferocious than demons and ghosts.

The most recent one happened a month ago. More than one hundred people from seven families in Laojing Hutong were killed overnight and set fire to it. The night patrol officers rushed to encircle and suppress them, but ended up in an ambush, killing and injuring dozens of people. As for Di Lu, only one corpse disappeared without a trace.

"Close, close the door, don't let them in." One of the officials shouted hastily.

The four of them hurried to close the gate, the crematorium was an official government office after all, it could be regarded as a compound with high walls.

After closing the door, the culprit had already arrived outside, and slammed on the door cursingly to let the people inside open it.

"Flying Fish Guard is on business, open the door quickly!"