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

"This Dali is full of energy." Qin He breathed out lightly.

The location of the imperial palace has gathered the power of the Dali Dynasty for hundreds of years, even if the situation is declining, the power is still astonishing.

If someone dared to force their way into the palace, they would be turned into flying ash in an instant.

This is the great fortune of the country, and also the fortune of the entire eastern land. What can change it can only be the general trend of the times, not the power of individuals.

Qin He didn't dare to cast the Zhan Qi Technique indiscriminately anymore, wandering around in the leisurely capital city.

I had another big meal for lunch, all I ordered was alcohol and meat.

The inner strength is approaching seventy years.

After eating and drinking this day, Qin He discovered that eating immortals is also a picky thing.

If you eat meat, your internal strength will increase significantly faster.

If you eat vegetarian food such as rice noodles, the increase in internal strength will be slow.

I don't even know if it's because the "benefit period for beginners" has passed, but eating vegetarian food has an obvious tendency to slow down the growth of internal strength.

He even suspected that if he ate Zamian steamed buns again, he might not be able to increase his internal strength at all, and could only fill his stomach.

After paying the bill and leaving the restaurant, there was only three taels of silver left in my pocket.

Qin He felt that it was almost done.

Fifty taels of silver would bite, but he was confident that he could afford three taels of silver.

Just when Qin He was about to go out of the city and return to the crematorium, there was a sound of gongs in the street, and officers and soldiers patrolled the street and posted a notice: "There is a decree from the Holy Spirit, and at 3 o'clock in the afternoon in the West City, there will be seven people from the law office Di Lu, and the owl heads will be shown to the public for ten days. Zhengda Li Guowei!"

After the officers and soldiers left, the common people rushed forward to announce.

After whispering to each other, they flocked to the West Market again.

Qin He squeezed in to take a look, and almost gave Fei Yuwei a thumbs up, if he hadn't watched Ambagu's shadow play last night.

The repertoire is a complete set, with stories, locations and people.

No, there is even a scene of beheading.

The people once again played the tradition of joining in the fun.

At Xishikou, people from Wuyang Wuyang crowded Xishikou to the brim, like iron buckets, they couldn't even squeeze in Qin He, and they could only climb trees.

The seven Dilu minutiae were tied into zongzi, knelt on the guillotine with shackles, their mouths were tightly sealed, and the tails of the seven money rats were shining brightly in the sun.

A large number of city guards and factory guards maintained order, separating the crowd by about forty steps.

Seeing the rat tail of money, many people gritted their teeth, and there were many who cried bitterly. Some were grateful to Fei Yuwei for revenge, and some cursed Di Lu loudly for a good death.

Spit, stones, rotten vegetables, shoes, and mixed-faced steamed buns were thrown on the guillotine all over the sky, and the scene was on the verge of losing control.

Hate replaced everything.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the execution officer announced the execution.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The people waved their palms and cheered in unison.

Every time a knife is lifted and the head is rolled to the ground, it will cause great cheers.

The crowd almost fell into carnival at this moment, dispelling the fear accumulated for a long time.

Almost no one thought about why the heads of these "Dilu" were so shiny, as if they had just been scalped collectively.

Qin He naturally saw it clearly, shook his head and turned to leave.

Ridiculous?

absurd!

is that useful?

Very useful.

Whether it is against the court or against traitors.

Where does the morale of the people come from?

Where does the monstrous power come from?

Just go from here.

As for the truth, that is probably the least important thing in this world.

People only need to "believe" enough.

After all, excuses such as cutting out a silk script from a fish's stomach, engraving on a stone man's body, and a fox at night can all be used.

Borrowing a few items to get people's heads is simply a routine operation.

Qin He suddenly remembered a sentence, and he didn't know who said it.

The general idea is not to look at history.

If you want to read it, the whole history is just three words: people cannibalize people.

...

The sun was setting in the west, and Qin He returned to the crematorium.

After a day of shopping and eating, the Wu Zang Temple was finally fully satisfied, and Qin He squinted beautifully.

Woke up and was about to pick up the corpse.

As a result, the corpse hadn't come yet, but three living people had come.

who?

Flying Fish guards a hundred households at room temperature, with two subordinates.

It was the factory errand who Bai Qing'er Chanyi Shubai chased all night.

Xu Changshou is also there.

"Your name is Qin He?" Chang Wen stared at Qin He.

"The small one is." Qin He nodded.

"Clean up and come with me." Chang Wen left a word and turned to leave.

Xu Changshou hastily pulled Qin He inside, and said: "There is an accident at the cremation hall, there is an urgent shortage of manpower, and they are temporarily recruiting at various cremation centers. You can do what you can in our cremation hall. You go with them If it is short, it will be back in a day or two, and if it is long, it will not exceed five days."

Qin He was secretly happy.

There are four crematoriums and two cremation halls in the capital.

The crematorium is under the jurisdiction of the Wucheng Bingma Division and is responsible for handling ordinary mutated corpses.

The Burning Corpse Hall belongs to the Flying Fish Guard, and is responsible for dealing with murderous corpses and ghostly corpses. The methods and level of burning corpses are much higher than those of the burning corpse hall.

Although the departments belonged to different departments, Feiyuwei had been a powerful yamen since the beginning of the Dali Dynasty. In fact, they could directly mobilize the crematorium, and they only needed to report to Wucheng Bingma Division afterwards.

The reason for Qin He's secret joy is that the minimum standard for cremating corpses in the cremation hall is all murderous corpses, and the quality is much higher.

The higher the quality, the better the rewards.

As for the accident in the crematorium, Xu Changshou knew about it even if Qin He didn't say anything.

What's up?

Naturally, it was An Baku, the animal who rushed into the imperial prison last night and killed anyone he saw. The three guards on duty, Qianhu, could only protect themselves, and Feiyuwei's cremation hall happened to be in the imperial prison.

It was almost like being taken away by a wave of chopping melons and vegetables.

"This opportunity is very rare. If you can get there safely, the Flying Fish Guard will reward you with something used to suppress corpses, which can be used repeatedly. In the future, you will be much more secure in the crematorium. You may be transferred to the crematorium at any time." I'm on errand, would you like to go?" Xu Changshou said seriously.

Qin He is naturally willing, so don't take the opportunity for nothing.

"Actually, you can't go if you don't go. The Flying Fish Guard Recruitment doesn't discuss with you."

Xu Changshou confessed to Qin He, his face became serious, and he warned: "Remember, don't mess around in the cremation hall. It's no different from our cremation hall. Keep your head down and do things less, don't stare at others. Ask nonsense, do what you are asked to do, grit your teeth and get through these two or three days, and change your life if you can't say it."

"I understand, thank you Brother Xu for fighting for me." Qin He said sincerely.

The cremator in the crematorium and the cremator in the crematorium do the same job, but their status is very different.

The cremator is a serious factory worker who eats imperial rations, and his status is higher than Xu Changshou who eats official rations, and he wears a flying fish suit.

It's completely one day and one place.

Moreover, the cremation hall is much wider, and there are more methods of suppressing corpses. Relatively, the death rate in the cremation hall is much lower.

Unlike the crematorium, which is full of cannon fodder for refugees, the biggest function is to use your life to identify which ones are transformed corpses and which ones are murderous corpses, thereby reducing the workload of the crematorium and the cost of disposing of corpses.

This kind of opportunity is already rare for the cremator. What's even more rare is that there is a big shortage in the crematorium. If you perform well, you may be upgraded from a cremator to a cremator.

Because the cremator, like the cremator, is subject to fate and horoscope, and is the only "iron rice bowl" that cannot be hereditary.

Although Qin He didn't care about his status as an official, Xu Changshou was very kind.

"Do well, don't talk, and treat you to a celebration wine when you come back." Xu Changshou punched Qin He in the chest, then told Qin He a few words, and asked Qin He to pack his things.

Qin He took a change of clothes, hid some dead bodies and nailed them to his body, and followed Chang Baihu to the cremation hall.