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

The great monk immediately climbed up to the roof, reached the highest point, and opened his eyes in all directions.

In the bright east, there is a person, a bull and a horse, riding away at a very fast speed.

"Hey, riding a bull and causing trouble, wait for the poor monk to reason with you, don't run away!"

The great monk came and went like the wind, clutching two magic subduing pestles, he went down the mountain like a whirlwind, and disappeared after chasing the man and the cow.

Come in a hurry, leave in a hurry, as if you have never been here.

...

At this moment, the capital is dozens of miles away from Fang County.

The morning sun is slightly dew, and the sky is just when it is not black and white.

The north gate of the capital was wide open, and hundreds of people lined up on both sides, silently.

Only the sleeves of the flying fish fluttered in the cold morning wind.

In the sky, the raised front hooves of four fast horses fell heavily again, splashing up bursts of mud, and the riders on the horses carried the unique vigor and murderous aura of the frontier.

The first person was dressed in a thin green robe, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and the frost and wind and dust outside the Great Wall hung on his face like a chiseled knife.

"The Commander of the Flying Fish Guard sent Mr. Shen back to Beijing!"

"The Commander of the Flying Fish Guard sent Mr. Shen back to Beijing!"

"..."

The call sign is passed on, and the sound is spread everywhere.

The four war horses did not stop for a moment, and went straight into the city, their iron hooves stepped on the bluestone slab, making a crisp sound.

"Welcome the commander to return to Beijing!"

Hundreds of flying fish guards bowed in unison.

Shen Lian's speed did not slow down at all, and he rode his horse around the Flying Fish Guards. Wherever he looked, everyone lowered their heads unconsciously, not daring to look at him.

The power of the Flying Fish King's leadership was evident.

"Is there a flyer?"

After patrolling twice, Shen Lian reined in his horse and asked.

"Weiliang Mansion sent a flying report half a month ago, and there was an eighth-grade mandrill in Minglin Mountain, and a hundred people had been killed."

"Lingshanwei sent a flying report a month ago. There are frequent boats near the sea, and hundreds of people have been killed."

"In Fang County, there are bat demons gathering merits in private, spreading the plague, and more than 70,000 people died due to the plague. The iron mace god failed to capture and kill, and is repairing in Fang County."

"There is a ninth-rank flying corpse in Jiulao Mountain in Shu, and we are investigating."

"An inexplicable strong man broke into the cremation hall, whose identity is unknown."

"A supernatural event occurred in the mansion of Liang Shijie, the prefect of Hejian, and more than 20 people were killed or injured."

"..."

Flying newspapers one by one.

After the report was completed, Shen Lian ordered: "The second arresting team will go with our Fangxian County, and the rest will perform their own duties and handle it according to regulations."

"Yes!"

All the flying fish guards bowed to accept the order, and then moved separately, leaving quickly, leaving only two flying fish and a few soldiers guarding the empty north gate.

Xu Xianchun and Tian Ergeng looked at me and I looked at you, their faces were as ugly as if they had eaten shit.

Only at this moment did they truly feel clearly that Feiyuwei had never regarded the two of them as leaders.

These reports have never been submitted to their desks.

It's really a place where needles can't get in and water can't get in.

...

Back to Qin He's side.

The little calf ran all the way, and finally returned to Fang County at dawn.

After grazing the cattle, Qin He returned to the temporary crematorium.

Xu Changshou turned around anxiously, seeing Qin He he couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, he hurriedly pulled him aside, and asked, "Where did you go last night, I was so anxious, I thought you were taken away by a monster."

"I went out to relieve myself, and I accidentally encountered a ghost hitting the wall, and I didn't come out until dawn." Qin He had already thought of the reason.

Xu Changshou's face changed slightly when he heard it: "A ghost hit the wall?"

"Yeah, it's a bit powerful." Qin He didn't blush and his heart didn't beat, and he even admired himself when he lied.

Xu Changshou didn't know what to say.

So many people died in Liang County, and it's normal for them to be dirty. Qin He was just lucky to be trapped.

Supernatural events are much more dangerous than corpse changes.

"Okay, just come back. Last night when Wei Wu patrolled and found you were not there, I said you went to the latrine. After a long time, he obviously didn't believe it. You have to be careful, it always feels like he is targeting you." Xu Changshou reminded again road.

"Don't worry, he has no time to target me." Qin He smiled mysteriously.

Qin He dared to leave the temporary crematorium privately, not afraid of what might happen to Wei Wu.

The night before yesterday, we didn't see Wei Wu saying anything when we lit the fire everywhere, so if we sneak out in the middle of the night today, there won't be any major problems.

Besides, he also found something for Wei Wu, enough for him to ignore himself at all.

Thanking Xu Changshou, Qin He went back to the tent where he lived and lay down, watching his merits rising happily.

On the way back to the city, the merits increased by another two thousand, adding up to seven thousand.

The momentum is still going on, judging from the number of worshiping people, the final merit can rise to at least 50,000 to 60,000.

I just don't know if these merits are enough to practice the golden body formula.

As for calling the wind and calling the rain, Qin He naturally skipped it, and finally saved some merits, so I will talk about it later.

The next step is to wait for the harvest.

Qin He lay on the stone wall basking in the sun with his legs crossed, and threw a power fruit into his mouth while no one was paying attention.

Chew it, chew it, it turned into a burst of sweetness and flowed into the stomach.

This fruit is very delicious.

Qin He saved a few and couldn't bear to eat them all in one sitting.

There was a crackling sound, and the strength increased a little.

The autumn frost and cold gradually became heavier, and the sun was warm and warm. Qin He gradually became a little sleepy.

But just when he was half asleep and half awake, there was a quarrel not far away.

Qin He rolled over the wall and activated his wind ear skill.

Then someone scolded: "Don't make excuses, old man, you hit me last night while riding a bull."

"You crazy bald man, nonsense, old man, when did I ride a cow?"

"The mark on my head was made by your bull's horn. Look at this, look at this, what happened to it."

"You let go, you crazy bald man, if you don't let go, I'll call someone."

Qin He's eyelids twitched after hearing this.

Good guy, people from such a distance are chasing after you.

Sure enough, not ordinary people.

Fortunately, the "escape" was decisive at that time.

What can I do?

I have to get rid of it quickly, otherwise it will be easy to expose myself.

After pondering for a moment, Qin He grinned, thinking about it.

Resolutely go back to the tent to wake up the ten sleeping cremators one by one.

"Get up and don't sleep, something happened outside."

All the cremators wiped their eyes and sat up. Old Liang asked, "Brother Qin, what happened?"

"There are people outside who are bullying our people." Qin He said.

"Our people?" All the cremators looked at me and I looked at you, and Li Lizi asked: "We are all here, no one is being bullied."

"I'm talking about the old man who brought us water." Qin He explained.

"That old man is not one of us, he is not familiar with him."

Liu Sanjin shook his head like a rattle, just fell asleep, who wants to get up, Brother Qin may have convulsions again.

As soon as he took the lead, all the cremators shook their heads, all of them were unfamiliar.

Old Liang went even further, directly saying that the old man was not particular, and that there was mud under the corpse-cleaning water, and he was not pleasing to the eye.

Qin He pointed at them with black lines all over his head, "Do you still have a sense of public morality? Do you still know how to respect the old and love the young? The old man is an old man, so he still brings water for us. If we are bullied, we have to stand up. Otherwise, how can we build a harmonious society, and why is everyone’s consciousness so low?”

What the cremators heard was cloudy, brother Qin couldn't understand what he was saying, he must have had a convulsion.

Old Liangtou understood the sentence, and said: "Respect the old and love the young, that guy is not as old as me."

Qin He: "..."

What's the matter with that anger, the gene that loves to watch liveliness mutated overnight?

Okay, everyone can't move, right?

Then it can only be enlarged.

Only Qin He said quietly: "You don't want to go, that's fine, I'll treat guests to dinner later, and those who don't go don't have to go to the table."

When all the cremators heard it, they bounced off the ground like an electric shock.

Liu Sanjin looked upright: "Brother Qin, I suddenly realized that what you said is very reasonable."

"Yes, the old man is so old and he is still being bullied. I can't bear it." Li Zizi also said.

Old Liangtou stroked his beard, his face was neither red nor heartbeat: "I suddenly felt that he was very similar to my younger brother who died forty years ago, kind, whoever bullies him will be against me, Old Liangtou."