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

Miao Yongde was sucking half of a noodle in his throat, he almost choked his throat when he heard these words.

"Why can't it work?"

"It seems to have taken off the sun, shopkeeper, you should go and have a look."

When Miao Yongde heard this, he quickly dropped his chopsticks and went to the cowshed.

When I arrived, I was surprised.

The bulls in the bullpen specially used for breeding are lying on the ground, groaning and groaning, foaming at the mouth. They are old and long with less air intake and more air out, and the hoarfrost is like dripping milk.

"This, this...how could this be?" Miao Yongde was anxious.

This mating bull is a top-quality bull bought from outside the mouth. After spending a lot of money, he is pointing at him to breed and give birth to cubs.

Why did you take off your genitals so well?

"Hurry up... hurry up and invite the horse hunchback."

Ma Tuozi, a veterinarian in the Department of Animal Husbandry.

After a while, the hunchback came, and the little old man, with a hunched back, looked around the bull and shook his head: "Boss, this cow is no good. If you lose the sun, even if you save your life, it will not be worthy of farming in the future." Land, report to the official to kill it."

"oops……"

Miao Yongde howled and sat on the ground.

Two days ago, a ox stake was just broken, and another ox was broken today.

Unlucky.

...

"Shopkeeper, come for steamed buns."

As the sun rose, at a steamed bun shop on the corner of the street, several boatmen who got off the boat yelled at the boss.

The shop owner stepped forward apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, but the steamed buns are sold out today."

"What?"

"Early in the morning, your steamed buns are sold out?"

"That's right, who are you kidding? You don't want to raise the price, do you?"

The shop owner quickly waved his hand and said: "The price of steamed buns hasn't increased, it's because they're sold out. It's reasonable for us not to do business at home. Thank you for your patronage. It's really good today."

A few boatmen didn't believe it, they reached out to turn over the steamer and found that it was indeed empty, so they left cursing.

The shop owner touched the hot sweat on his forehead, walked back to the shop, and walked towards the only customer in the shop, with a scared expression on his face: "Master, do I have steamed buns...is there any?"

"Check out."

Qin He grinned, showing his dazzling white teeth, and stuffed the last half of the steamed bun into his mouth.

"Okay, nine...nine coins."

Reluctantly, Qin He took out a small lump of silver, weighed it for the shop owner, made up another 20 Wen, and then walked out of the shop.

Rubbing her stomach and walking back, Qin He was a little worried. She lost half a tael of silver for a breakfast, and her family was wiped out.

Originally, relying on Xu Changshou's last meal to treat guests, he could survive for three or two days, but it turned out that it might be due to the poisoning last night, and he was hungry all morning.

There is no other way, he can only pay to eat steamed buns here, or multigrain steamed buns.

The shop owner didn't take out any steamed buns, so he ate them all.

Just like this, he was still seventy percent full, and eating immortal skills only added two years of internal energy.

There are various rewards for burning the corpse, but there is no money, but he still learned a book on eating immortals, Qin He regretted it a little.

The taste of being hungry is uncomfortable.

But the rewards are something that can be exchanged for silver, such as the Jinchuang Pill.

It's just a pity that the female thief almost lost her life despite being so cheap.

Lost panic.

Never do it next time.

Just thinking about how to get some money to fill his stomach, a corpse truck pushed towards Qin He.

Pedestrians retreated one after another when they saw this, for fear of getting bad luck.

The corpse truck was full, and the wheels made a heavy friction sound. The shroud was no longer enough to cover all the corpses, and the skinny limbs were exposed. They were all starving refugees and beggars.

The two corpse workers pushing the cart were also refugees, and like the cremator, they were also temporary workers hired by the government because they were too busy.

It's just that the treatment is poor, and there are many cremators. It is said that there are only two thin meals a day, and there is no wages.

Wave after wave of refugees came to Gyeonggi along the canal, but the population of Gyeonggi has not increased, but there are more and more mass graves and the scope is getting bigger and bigger.

Watching the corpse truck go away, Qin He's eyes gradually brightened.

There are not many corpses in the crematorium, but there are plenty in the mass graves.

What kind of mass graves are there? They are simply mountains of gold and silver.

Qin He returned to the crematorium, took a shovel and went to the nearest mass grave.

Different from the eerie and silent death in the imagination, the mass graves here are very lively.

In groups, fat and strong wild dogs run around, or dig graves and dig corpses, or chase and bite. Every time a corpse is dug out, it is a gluttonous feast. And down, scrambling for the remaining broken bones and meat.

Nature always follows the principle of not wasting any energy. The abandoned corpses of the human world have created a paradise here.

A half-grown mangy dog ​​had just swallowed a piece of flesh in its mouth, and raised its head, its scarlet eyes suddenly saw a person approaching not far away.

A man carrying a shovel.

The mangy dog ​​tilted its head, a little strange, in its world, it has never seen such a person.

It has only seen people pushing a cart, and there are people who can eat lying on the cart.

"Wow woof woof..."

The mangy dog ​​barked.

The dogs also found this strange unexpected visitor, and the fresh smell made them restless.

The leader of the pack was a big one-eyed dog, leading three or four of them slowly approaching the person, their scarlet eyes gradually showing a fierce light.

"Wow!"

The big dog jumped up and rushed towards the person.

The visitor stood still and waved the shovel gracefully. His body was straight and his waist was strong. At this moment, the shovel seemed to have turned into a cue.

The big dog screamed and flew out.

The dogs fled in all directions, even the crows on the tree were startled and flew away.

The mass grave finally quieted down.

Qin He looked around with a shovel on his shoulders, frowning slightly.

If you want to dig up a corpse, you must find a new grave. You don’t need to look at the old grave, the body has already been boned.

But looking around, not to mention the new graves, the old ones were also completely destroyed by wild dogs.

Before, he had heard about the dog problem in the mass graves, saying that the wild dogs should not be approached except for the corpse transporters. For this reason, the government even encircled and suppressed them several times, but he never expected it to be so serious.

There were bones dug out by wild dogs everywhere under their feet, which was a mess.

Qin He gave up his beautiful fantasies, and started wandering around the mass graves with the idea of ​​finding one and making money.

Six or seven places were dug, but no body that could be burned was found.

At this moment, a corpse truck came down from the foot of the mountain.

Qin He's eyes lit up again in a "yo" moment.

Do whatever you want, this is the "right" way.

Qin He found a place to hide.

The two cadaver workers were very vigilant pushing the cart, looking around constantly, and found a suitable place to start digging.

The pit was dug very shallow, not more than a foot, and the five corpses were lifted down, and the covering soil would cover the corpses. It looked like an old expert, and it didn't take even the slightest effort.

After they left, Qin He came to the grave and was about to shovel the soil when he suddenly froze.

There is a corpse, but what can be used to burn it?