The strongest mortician

"Brother Master, what's the matter with you?" Xiao Xi, the young boy who was rescued by Shen Shen from the whip, held the mortuary box he had just received, and looked at him worriedly.Shen Shen withdrew his gaze, patted Xiao Xi's little head and replied, "It's okay. I'm not an expert, just call me by my name."

Xiao Xi's older brother, Xiao Tan, has a gentle and handsome appearance, and has been sitting beside Xiao Xi in the carriage, pulling Xiao Xi when he is impulsive and causing trouble.He then touched the little boy's head. "Call me Brother Shen." After finishing speaking, he nodded towards Shen Shen, "Just now, thank you Brother Shen for your help, otherwise something happened to Xi'er, and I would really have no face to face the deceased Mrs.

The two Xiao family brothers, although dressed in rags.The whole body has an extraordinary temperament, the big one is gentle and elegant, and the young one is cheerful and upright. He has received a good education at first glance, but for some reason, he has fallen into such a situation.

Shen Shen has no intention of exploring other people's family affairs. He is now full of thoughts on the main tent. The record is necessary for him to start work in the coffin.The fairy master wearing a mask lives in the main tent.

"What the hell are you sending out here, let us use these junk things to encoffin?" The burly man in the carriage making trouble, his name was Zhu San, he was a pig butcher.Zhu San cursed, "My butcher's knife is sharper than this one."

There are no more than ten kinds of burial tools issued by the army.Blunt knives with rusty blades and worn edges, crudely made pliers.A few rolls of rough hemp thread, two steel needles thicker than ordinary embroidery needles, the needles are no longer sharp, and you don’t feel pain when you stick your fingers, let alone penetrate the skin of the body to suture the body.Plus a bottle of strange-smelling mixed wine in a clay pot, which seems to be used for disinfection.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that these tools have been used repeatedly, and I don't know how many embalmers they have experienced.

The blade is also mixed with some impurities, and it was made by melting some scrap iron.Xiao Xi's little face collapsed, and Xiao Tan's expression was also solemn. Even if he was mentally prepared, he might know that the conditions would be very difficult, but he never wanted to be a mortician, and he was so despised to such an extent.No one refuted Zhu San's words, and no one echoed them, so the atmosphere was a little depressed for a while.

Xiao Xi raised a confused face and asked Xiao Tan: "Brother, why did we choose to be an embalmer? Is such a choice really okay?" Xiao Tan took the child's head into his arms and sighed softly: "Little Xi, I have never regretted my choice. But you are free, you can choose your own life again.” No matter what you choose, my brother will support you.Xiao Tan didn't say these words, but his eyes were gentle but firm.

"Tools have never been a roadblock to the embalmer. Isn't the biggest obstacle the human heart?" The faint voice, without ups and downs, was just thinking about today's weather. Shen Shen didn't even open the box to check it, he was the first one to register with the orderly.

Xiao Xi was slightly stunned. He glanced at the young man at the door who was signing against the light. The confusion on his little face was gradually replaced by firmness. When he escaped from that devil's den with his brother, he made up his mind that Xiao Xi would do whatever his brother did. What to do, isn't it the mortician? He is determined!The expression on Xiao Tan's face was stunned. He looked at his younger brother's little face that had regained his courage, and then turned his head to look at the young man at the door. His gentle and jade-like face was stained with a smile. The young man's face was still pure and delicate, and his eyes were clear. There is no confusion.Yes, the biggest obstacle is the human heart.I am fearless, why is it difficult to enter the coffin?

"Cut, what are you dragging?" Zhu San deliberately raised his voice when he saw someone coming out of the tent.The little boy Xiao Xi glared at him viciously, grinned his teeth and waved his small fist at Zhu San.Before the other party could react, he dragged his brother and quickly ran away.

Yicheng is windy and sandy, surrounded by the Gobi Desert and Populus euphratica forest. Outside the city, there is a large uninhabited desert, and the temperature difference between day and night is also huge.After nightfall, the embalmers were arranged in a tent.The tent was narrow, and a few strips of rags were randomly spread on the ground.The cotton quilt that was sent out was covered with patches, the core inside was cold and hard, and the cotton had condensed into balls, scattered here and there inside the quilt cover.Everyone was exhausted by boats and cars, and they had just arrived and experienced the one-eyed shaming during the day. They were already exhausted physically and mentally.Not long after, snoring started everywhere.

Taking advantage of the darkness, a figure disappeared from the tent. The bed that originally belonged to him was vacant for a while, and was rolled over by the sleeping men around him. It was no longer visible that there was one person missing in the crowded tent.

Shen Shen dodged a few times to avoid the patrolling soldiers. He was already at the foundation establishment stage. After slowing down his breathing and pace, he completely merged into the night, which was hard for ordinary people to notice.In the entire army, except for the immortal master who didn't know how deep he was, the chief general with the highest cultivation level was only at the sixth level of Qi training.

The biggest threat is the immortal master in the main tent.Shen Shen was hidden in the darkness, he didn't dare to get too close.

Candles were lit in the main tent, a strange melody prelude, a violin that did not belong to this era, and the sound of twelve o'clock at midnight came from the main tent.Shen Shen closed his eyes, his face was calm, the people in the tent seemed to love this black film as much as he did, and after playing it three times in a loop, Shen Shen felt relaxed. When he first arrived in a different world, the restlessness and agitation hidden under the calm appearance The restlessness dissipated with the familiar rhythm.

The rhythm stopped, and the candles in the main tent went out.Shen Shen opened his eyes, he didn't return to the tent arranged for the morticians to live in, he randomly found a dry poplar tree with strong branches near the station, the sky was used as a quilt, the ground was used as a mat, there was a faint light invisible to the naked eye The golden light of merit enveloped the person resting on the tree, and was absorbed and transformed by that person along a fixed track.

A few quarters of an hour after Shen Shen left, the main tent, which had already extinguished the candles, was lit up, and the fairy in white appeared outside the tent in the blink of an eye.The dozing guard trembled in fright, and hurriedly said: "Immortal Master atones, villain... villain is just..."

"No problem." Under the moonlight, the silver mask of the fairy master in white had a cold sense of light, and Bai Dianlin held his chest that was out of rhythm. He felt the same throbbing as when he first found the "temperament box" in the secret realm. move.

From this day on, Shen Shen came to listen to the music every day.When Zishi came, Choushi left with a night dew on her body, and the music in the big tent was also on time every day, never falling.Inside the main tent, the candles were flickering, and the silver-masked fairy sat cross-legged in meditation. His eyes were closed, and his crow-black eyelashes trembled slightly. With the sound of soldiers changing shifts outside the tent, the trembling frequency became more and more intense. Opening her eyes, Mo Yu's pupils reflected the burning candlelight, her chest tightened, stirring the familiar excitement, the hour had come.

The huge spiritual consciousness belonging to the Venerable Xuanling Bai Dianlin centered on the main tent, like a big net, scattered in all directions, patrolled the entire Yicheng from inside and outside, and then moved towards the desert outside the city.Ordinary people don't know it, but all practitioners tremble and turn pale.General Yicheng, who had the highest cultivation level, was also feeling uncomfortable at this time. He wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead with great effort, and looked at the position of the main tent in doubt.

Shen Shen noticed it as soon as the spiritual consciousness came out, so vigilant, his delicate lips were slightly pursed, hidden in the night, his breathing was slow, he was careless.He maintains a special practice method, and he is more inclined to practice the merits of Buddhism than Taoism.

But not all of them are completely similar. For example, even if he is inspected by a strong man who is several times stronger than him, he has not found any abnormality in him.He is just an ordinary person, a tree, a pebble, the most imperceptible dust in the air.

Frowning and retracting his spiritual sense, there is no abnormality. Bai Dianlin's spiritual sense has passed through the entire Yicheng, not letting go of a corner. Could it be that there are masters hiding in the dark in this small Yicheng?He shook his head, not daring to say anything else, his mental strength was far higher than that of practitioners of the same class, and those who could compare with him were all unborn old monsters.

Someone came to the door of the tent, and the armor rang: "But someone disturbed the Venerable?" The door of the big tent was lifted without wind, General Yicheng was startled, and he raised his foot and bowed to enter.A voice as cold as ice and snow sounded: "No one has disturbed this seat, but recently I have seen the depths of the desert, and there is a faint surge of devilish energy, and I am afraid that something will happen."

The general looked relieved, and replied: "That's right, thank you for reminding me, Your lord doesn't know that there is a group of uncivilized barbarians living in the depths of the desert for generations. Those barbarians are ignorant and live together with monsters. There are quite a few half-humans and half-demons, and the demonic aura felt by the Venerable may be due to the fact that more babies have been born among the barbarians recently, but they are all low-level monsters, which are not worth mentioning."

Thinking of those things, General Yicheng showed a bit of contempt on his face. The deformity that even ordinary soldiers can easily kill is just a little more terrifying. The recruits may still be afraid when they first see them, but his soldiers in Yicheng strung together Three is not a problem.Thinking of this, General Yicheng still said: "The general will pay more attention in the end, my lord, please stay at ease."

Although I don't know why this dignified Qingwei Sect Xuanling Venerable came to this small temple in Yicheng, the general was puzzled when he received the notification from the sect.However, as long as he serves this god well, maybe he can get a lot of benefits from it.

Bai Dianlin looked indifferent, and reminded him to do what he had to do. The things in the depths of the desert were not completely human anymore, but their combat power was indeed not strong, and it was inconvenient for him to intervene in mortal battles.

Waiting for the person to leave, Bai Dianlin frowned and thought for a while. He did feel some kind of attention in the past few days. His spiritual sense didn't find anything abnormal, but his strange and precise intuition told him that someone was watching the tent. watching him.

Who is it?

Bai Dianlin was walking and thinking, when he appeared several zhang away, he stopped suddenly, half a footprint remained on the sand beside the poplar tree.