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

However, the result disappointed Qin He.

Through shadow play, Qin He saw the handkerchief with the fangs and ghost head again, but it was still at the last moment of the deceased.

It happened extremely suddenly, just like how Ma Tuzi died.

In other words, the handkerchief had nothing to do with the life of the deceased, and the purpose of appearing was to peel off the face.

If I had to say something different, it would be that the ghost head with fangs on the handkerchief became more and more lifelike.

Under the night, the capital is full of murderous opportunities, and indescribable demons and ghosts choose people to devour.

If the sewer is the conscience of a city, then in this era without sewers, the crematorium is the conscience of a city.

Obviously, the Flying Fish Guards have noticed that the supernatural incident of skin-skinning has intensified, but they are powerless to solve it.

This is probably the most consistent feature of troubled times, seeing problems but being powerless.

Without any clues, Qin He didn't bother to bother, and continued to burn the corpse.

Two more bodies were then burned.

Even if the day's work is done, most of the corpses stored in the crematorium have gone down, and the cremators such as Qin He are no longer needed.

After eating the last meal of steamed stuffed buns, it was still the normal-temperature Changbai household who came to pick him up and sent him out of the imperial prison.

The cremator hall didn't say anything about rewards, and the cremators didn't dare to ask.

Each of them put dozens of meat buns in their pockets, which is considered to have received the reward.

Qin He didn't care, he couldn't think of anything else to give to the crematorium besides Zhang Zhen's corpse talisman or some money.

Men, have a backbone.

If you don't open your mouth, I will definitely not.

Just so arrogant.

Chang Wen sent a few people out of the imperial prison, and finally said: "If there is a reward, it will be delivered within two days, so go back."

After speaking, he went back.

Well, it finally gave me hope.

Compared with the group of people in the crematorium, he could barely be considered a "good guy", and he didn't regard the cremator as a piece of paper to wipe his ass.

Naturally, none of the cremators took it seriously, they said goodbye to each other, and then dispersed.

No one knows if they can live until tomorrow, so no one will make an appointment to reunite on a date without knowing it.

Outside, the sun was still shining brightly. Looking at the sky, it was already noon.

The feeling of autumn is getting stronger, and a gust of wind blows by, and the skin of the whole body is covered with chicken skin.

Qin He remembered the two sets of clothes he had ordered, so he went to the tailor first, and then went to the mess after picking up the clothes.

After a good scrubbing and cleaning, I went shopping in the city.

I slept for more than two hours before, and my spirit has almost recovered.

In the streets and alleys, there is a lot of talk about the crusade against the five tigers of the Eunuch Party by the lords of Donglin. In some corners and corners, you can even see some small-character posters, which are all public opinion.

Paper is a good thing in this era, and it can block the wind if it is glued to the window.

Qin He ran over and snatched one, only to see four large characters written on it: Call for Eunuchs.

Content: Since the Yu Song Dynasty, eunuchs have brought disaster to the country, and it has been a long time since our dynasty fell into a state of illness. Today, Dilu is rampant, refugees and bandits are everywhere, and the government and the public are in turmoil. Eunuchs, with disabled roots, disabled people, and disabled minds, peeping at the king's side, greedy for power and domineering, should be my first murder...

The eloquence of nearly a thousand words is considered to be the eunuch's approval, and the individual has no skin.

The Spring and Autumn brushwork in it, planting the blame and throwing the blame, made Qin He dumbfounded.

But ordinary people don't understand it, as far as purpose is concerned, it is enough.

Look at the inscription again: Fushe

Qin He was immediately choked with nausea.

If you want to talk about the Donglin Party, talk about it, talk about it, and a bunch of Qingliu will still give a little face.

The gang of Fushe completely lost their face.

How should I put it, Donglin is also divided into conservatives and radicals.

This Fushe was set up by a group of radicals from Donglin. They gathered to point out the country when they had nothing to do. A group of trolls + keyboard warriors gathered in Xiangshanyuan.

Where is Fragrant Hills?

The famous selling gold caves and brothels in the capital.

A group of literati do nothing all day long, go to the brothel every day to talk and talk, all of them have become living Dukes of Zhou, gritted their teeth hating themselves for not being superior, and vented their grievances on women's bellies when they were done.

Hey, this is Fushe.

Qin He crumpled it, crumpled it, and quickly threw the paper away, for fear of contracting venereal disease, the words looked like they were powdery and powdery.

But seeing how rampant the Donglin Fushe is, the small-character posters are posted on Wei Wang's 9,000-year-old forehead. It seems that the strength of the Donglin Party in this era is much stronger than the time and space when I came here. At least it has not been suppressed by the Eunuch Party. Rubbing, seizing the opportunity and daring to bite the eunuch.

Thinking about the wide canal like the Genjiang River, it seems understandable. The Donglin Party is the spokesperson of the rich merchants and landlords in the court. The wide canal will only make them richer and more powerful.

It was only natural that Donglin was more powerful.

After wandering aimlessly for a while, Qin He left the capital and went to the blacksmith shop.

Tie Sanqi has already made the shovel. The shovel is all steel and six feet long. The dark and autumn sun does not reflect light on it. The shovel is very thick, and the edge is open.

Although it is just a very simple shovel, it can fully show the skills of an old blacksmith.

The construction cost is not cheap, half a tael of silver. According to Tie Sanqi, this steel does not absorb heat very much, and it takes half an hour to be able to move it, which consumes a lot of charcoal.

Qin He paid the money readily, and walked back with the shovel on his shoulders, feeling a little confident.

Too many human lives have been contaminated with this thing, even if it is reforged, the murderous aura is still hard to dissipate.

As I was walking, there was a sudden bang, and a voice sang:

"Sweeping the remnants of the Hu and setting up the emperor's girdle, the dragon and the phoenix dance in Cui Wei. The left circle is around the sea and the sky, and the right embraces the Taihang Mountains. Jin Ou shares the sun's glory."

Qin He stopped and followed the prestige, but saw a dark shed on the corner of the street, surrounded on three sides, with a yellow cloth hanging inside, and behind the cloth, a lamp was lit, and an ancient and rare old man played a shadow puppet, performing a performance by hanging puppets.

It is a shadow play booth.

Qin He became interested. He has never been in touch with folk shadow puppetry. The entertainment is prosperous in later generations, and shadow puppetry has long since declined. He knows that this world exists, but he did not expect to see this craft with his own eyes today.

Shadow puppetry is a typical street art. The shadow puppets are light and thin, and the props are simple. It is commonly known as "one-shoulder pick".

The old man is obviously an expert in the field, and the three-foot raw silk is used as a stage, and he uses his ten fingers to present humor.

Tell the story of the ages in one mouth, and dance with millions of soldiers with both hands.

The performance is a play "Yue Wu Pounding the Yellow Dragon" which is widely circulated among the people. Storytellers, opera singers, and music listeners all love this play, because it is well-known to everyone and the common people love to listen to it.

The story of the ages is stated in the tent, and the sound of drums and music is waving under the lamp, playing the tune of joy and sorrow, and performing the evil and treachery of the past dynasties.

Under the hands of the old man, the frivolous shadow puppet was endowed with a soul, which seemed unreal.

Qin He watched it fascinated, and when the movie finished singing, it was already sunset.

A young man next to the old man invited rewards with a tray, but the world was difficult, but the onlookers were all cash-strapped, and there were only three or five copper coins in the tray.

The old man and the young man were not annoyed, they handed over their hands to see off the guests, saying that it was getting late and they would come back tomorrow.

Just as he turned around, he heard a sound of "Dang", and a piece of silver fell into the plate.

The old man was taken aback, and the young man was overjoyed.

Looking back, there is no one in the tent, but I don't know who gave the money.