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

The toxins on the body are a bit strong, and the suppressing effect of internal strength is not great. The numbness begins to subside after the peak, but it is like peeling cocoons, very slowly.

Qin He reckoned that tonight he might have to lie on the ground overnight.

But it doesn't matter to him if the danger is lifted, he will sleep wherever he lies down.

Thinking of this, Qin He fell asleep after a while, using his internal strength to protect his heart veins just in case, and ignored the poison.

...

Besides, the four of them, Xu Chang'an, were in great misfortune.

I don't know what route the imperial court wanted to commit. The blood and footprints stretched all the way, and I chased them for several hours. It is said that with such a bleeding method, the blood of a normal person would have been drained long ago.

But is there a major offender, such a serious injury can't catch up.

But if you want to say that you can't catch up, the blood on the ground after chasing all the way is very fresh, and it looks like it just flowed out.

At first, I felt hopeful, but after several hours, Xu Changshou felt that something was wrong. This situation was probably played by him.

He has a wide range of friends and has heard many anecdotes, but he dare not say it, the sky is gradually turning pale, and Chang Baihu's face is getting darker and darker.

Obviously that key criminal is very important to Chang Baihu, otherwise, according to Feiyuwei's pissing nature, he will withdraw his troops after chasing them beyond the scope of Tongzhou City.

Under normal circumstances, this group of people can't even bother to go to the forty-nine city.

And this piece of land has already left Tongzhou, along the Grand Canal all the way to the south, all the way to Tonghui.

It's useless to talk more, just grit your teeth and chase after it.

Just like that, a group of seven or eight people chased for another half an hour.

"Whoa whoa……"

At this moment, a cock crowed from nowhere in the wilderness.

Just heard a "plop" in front, the sound of something falling to the ground.

The crowd cheered up, drew their knives out of their sheaths, and surrounded them in the direction of the voice.

Not far, just a few dozen steps.

At first glance, there is a "person" lying on the ground, with blood in his arms, red, green and green smeared on his face, eyes, nose, ears, mouth, head, body, hands and legs... Hey, the skin is yellow paper and the bones are bamboo. A pair of embroidered shoes on the feet.

This is a paper man!

Holding a dead deer in his arms, blood is still flowing from it.

Everyone was dumbfounded. After chasing him all night, they just chased such a thing.

Chang Baihu's face was completely dark.

People don't need to look for it, they have been tricked all night, and even an ant has already run away.

This is the end of the matter, no matter how unwilling this matter is, it can only be like this.

They found a wharf, and Chang Baihu showed their tokens to commandeer a boat, leaving Xu Changshou and the others behind, and returned to the north without success.

It's not that he left the four of them on purpose, but that the boat really couldn't sit on those people.

The four of Xu Changshou didn't want to be in the same boat with Chang Baihu, who was in a rage, so they just took it easy.

It's just that the boat fare is a little expensive, and the four of them pooled together to get all the money for the boat, unlike ordinary hundreds of households, who expropriate as soon as the token lights up.

Those who also eat official food, the gap is so big.

The four people on the road naturally couldn't help talking about that paper figurine, it's a real evil, you can talk about this matter, you can tell a story at a stall in the alley.

Several people were talking, when the old boatman at the stern suddenly interjected: "Several officials, what you are talking about is the cicada technique?"

As soon as the four of them became interested, they hurriedly asked what is the Chanyi technique.

The old boatman was also talkative, so he told them the reason for the cicada technique.

It is said that thousands of years ago, the eighteen provinces of the Eastern Han Dynasty were divided into three dynasties.

Zhuge made six out-of-the-box Qishan expeditions to the Central Plains, but he never succeeded. Finally, during the sixth Northern Expedition, he became ill from overwork and died of illness in the army at Wuzhangyuan. In order not to cause the Shu army to suffer losses on the way back to Hanzhong, Zhuge Shenji taught Jiang Weimi the strategy of retreating before his death.

Jiang Wei followed Zhuge Shenji's instructions. After Zhuge Shenji's death, he ordered craftsmen to imitate him, using the molted skin of golden cicadas as paper, yellow bamboo as bones, burned willows as ink, and fox armpit as paper figurines. face, made a paper figurine.

The specific secret technique is not known, but on the day when the Shu army retreated, I saw Zhuge's divine machine, feather fan and lun scarf, sitting firmly in the car and directing the army to attack and kill, just like usual.

The enemy army looked at the Shu army from a distance, the army was in order, and the flags and drums were in full swing. They also saw that Zhuge's command was determined, so they did not dare to act rashly.

At that night, Zhuge Shenji became more powerful and appeared in front of the enemy camp. The enemy army was terrified and amazed when they saw this, and lay in ambush in fear.

The stalemate lasted like this for a whole night. The next day, when the cock crowed suddenly, the enemy found that Zhuge's magical machine had suddenly fallen under the horse, but the guards ignored it and fled with their horses.

The enemy commander hurriedly ordered people out of the camp to check, and found that the man who fell from the horse turned out to be a paper figurine.

Only then did the enemy commander realize that he had been fooled, and hurriedly led his troops to pursue it, but it was too late. The Shu army had already withdrawn overnight, and the camp full of torches was empty.

It was a long time later that the news came that Zhuge Shenji had passed away the night before the Shu army withdrew.

This is the origin of the cicada technique.

This technique originated from Zhuge's secret technique, and later spread to the folks, forming many left-door schools.

Imitation of human appearance, words and deeds, making it difficult for people to distinguish between true and false, so that the golden cicada escapes from its shell, so it is called the cicada clothing technique.

After hearing this, the four of them understood what it means to work all night, and they really gained insight.

Although I got nothing, but after dinner and tea, there will be more interesting things to talk about.

...

Before late autumn came, Nan Feng was still there, the boat was sailing smoothly, and the four of them returned to Tongzhou Wharf soon.

After getting off the boat, he hurried back to the crematorium.

I lost my watch last night, if there is another disturbance, it will be very bad.

Fortunately, the crematorium was safe overnight, so the four of them breathed a sigh of relief. After a sleepy night, each of them was exhausted, so they collected the ashes and gave them copper coins, and then went back to their respective homes.

Before Xu Changshou left, he thought of Qin He, thinking that this silly boy went out last night, and he didn't know if he came back.

If Xu Changshou was interesting enough to be a friend, he came to Qin He's crematorium.

Pushing open the door and looking, this silly boy is there, holding a bowl and smelling there.

"What do you smell?" Xu Changshou was a little surprised.

"My lord, it's... uh, yogurt." Seeing Xu Changshou come in, Qin He put down the bowl.

At this time, the poison has been cured, and his mouth is normal. He was about to eat breakfast, but he found that the yogurt tasted a bit strong.

I don't know if it is a technical problem or a raw material problem.

"yogurt?"

Xu Changshou was aroused curiosity.

He often drinks sour bean juice, and this is the first time he has heard of yogurt. It is said that the Rong people in the grassland drink milk. Occasionally, some people sell dried milk in the market, which is quite expensive.

Xu Changshou picked up the bowl and smelled it, and asked, "Can I drink it?"

After chasing him all night, he is now starving with his chest stuck to his back, and he was eaten by Qin He last time, and he just paid another boat fee, and now he doesn't even have breakfast.

A bowl of milk is in hand, ready-made.

"It should be fine, where's the milk?" Qin He said uncertainly.

"Then I won't be polite."

Xu Changshou didn't regard himself as an outsider anymore, he drank up the yogurt with his neck up, licked his mouth, handed the bowl back to Qin He, and said, "Your milk isn't sour, it's a bit stronger. A little over the top."

Qin He took the bowl and scratched his head, not knowing what the problem was.

...

at the same time.

Bull line.

The shopkeeper, Miao Yongde, woke up more than half an hour late, after washing up, he was making noodles with that guy.

Xiao Er Zhang rushed in in a hurry, "The shopkeeper is not good, our breeding bull is not good for some reason."