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

The next day, the entire capital was in an uproar.

A big fire, if it's just a big fire, that's all right.

The key is the color of the fire. Anyone who sees it will know that it is not an ordinary fire.

Some say it's from will-o'-the-wisp, some say it's from heavenly fire, and some say it's from karmic fire.

Rumors soon spread that the place where the fire was set was the old lair of Dilu Xizuo, and that the old bangzi in the west city saw a Dilu killed in the street when he was patrolling.

It was a man who single-handedly picked out Di Lu's lair, using a long-handled weapon.

Some people believe this kind of rumor and others don't.

They have their own reasons for believing, but the reasons for not believing are relatively unified, because Fei Yuwei just said a while ago that he took away Dilu's lair.

It wasn't until the Flying Fish Guard Factory sent out a statement that the place that was burned this time was indeed the lair of Dilu Xizuo, and a total of 13 Dilu Xizuo were killed.

As for the reason and process, Flying Fish Guard did not explain.

A stone stirs up a thousand waves.

The topic of Di Lu's activities once again filled the streets and alleys.

"Nice job."

Xu Changshou took a sip of his wine happily, patted Qin He on the shoulder, and said excitedly, "I don't know who that hero is. If I know, I'll kowtow to him three times right now and call him a hero."

Qin He picked up a plate of salted beans and poured them into his noodle bowl, and gave him a strange look: "I don't think they want a grandson like you."

"I'm just making an analogy."

Xu Changshou put down his wine glass and said, "Don't you realize that just listening to this matter is enjoyable? The eight cremators who died tragically in our crematorium can all rest in peace."

"It's not a good thing to be addicted to killing." Qin He shook his head, and picked up another plate of pickles as he spoke.

"These are two different things. A strong man eats the meat of the barbarians hungry, and laughs and drinks the blood of the Huns thirsty. This is the happiest thing in the world."

Xu Changshou shook his head speechlessly, and said: "You don't have much culture and you don't understand. There is a saying that the rise and fall of the world is everyone's responsibility. Do you know who said it?"

"Who?" Qin He raised his head.

"Gu everyone, I think what you say makes sense."

"Everyone is responsible?" Qin He tilted his head and asked, "Isn't that a curse? Old man? Little man?"

As he spoke, he poured another dish of sauced peanuts into the noodle bowl.

"No, this man is different from the man who scolded others, but... oh, forget it, you don't understand anyway, in troubled times, those who are able should stand up, just like that good man, old man!"

Xu Changshou gave a thumbs up, and took another sip from his wine glass after speaking.

Qin He glanced at him suspiciously, then bowed his head in embarrassment.

He ate half of the full bowl of noodles with two strokes.

"let me tell you……"

Xu Changshou picked up the chopsticks, "Hey, why are the plates empty?"

...

Willow House.

Gantuji and Liu Changan sat facing each other, their faces were as gloomy as water.

Especially Gantuji, whose eyes are all red.

revenge!

The revenge came too fast and too fierce!

As soon as the front foot killed all the people in the Dongcheng crematorium, the back foot's lair was completely flattened.

The elite Ba Yala team that once traversed the Liaodong battlefield was left alone overnight.

If it wasn't for being a liaison, he would have been burned to ashes at Liu Chang'an's place when the incident happened to discuss the next action plan.

Bayala's pride was shattered overnight.

Gantuji felt a deep shame, the shame that everyone died and he lived alone.

Liu Changan felt cold in his heart.

Ominous things happened one after another.

First, Liu Cang was inexplicably burned to death in the crematorium, and then there was a series of unexplained disappearance cases.

The slaves are missing, Ambagu is missing, and the two sharp men sent to investigate the details are missing.

Finally it was last night.

The nests were taken away, burned to the ground, and no one escaped.

Liu Changan felt a deep sense of fear in his heart.

Because he discovered a rule, as long as it was connected to the Dongcheng crematorium, something would happen.

After the two sharp men, Liu Changan immediately withdrew his hands. Although no definite information came back, the disappearance is enough to explain the problem.

It is almost certain that there is a peerless master hidden in the Dongcheng crematorium.

But... just like Ambaku, there are soldiers for every kind of general.

Reckless!

Two days ago, Gantuji couldn't bear it any longer, and even sent someone to test him again without telling him.

It succeeded, all the people who could be killed by burning corpses in the entire east city were killed, and they reported to themselves happily.

At the time, I also thought it was unbelievable, but I didn't think much about it, and thought that Dongcheng Crematorium just passed away.

Unexpectedly, the revenge came so violently that the old nest was completely burned down, including the people and the nest.

Thirteen lives and a large amount of supplies were almost uprooted.

Liu Chang'an could fully imagine how angry Master Aqina would be.

Sitting quietly for a long time, Liu Changan sighed, stroked his forehead and said: "This is the end of the matter, hurry up and ask Lord Aqina for help, we are now passive, Shen Lian returns to Beijing, and Fei Yuwei believes that it won't take long for us to take action. It’s easy to get caught between two sides.”

Gantuji's rare silence was a recognition of Liu Changan's opinion.

Not long after, a carrier pigeon flew up to the sky from Liufu, and quickly flew to the north.

...

After breakfast, Qin He returned to the crematorium and counted the rewards he got last night.

Of the thirteen corpses, nine of them were judged as "non-existent" because they were smashed into pieces with too much force, and the corpses were incomplete. In addition, there was no process of cleaning the corpses, so they were judged as "non-existent", and there was no shadow play performance.

After calming down, Qin He couldn't help feeling a pain in the flesh.

Impulsive, impulsive, impulsive is the devil.

But even so, the rewards given by the corpses of the four elite members of Bayala are still generous.