"Boom!"

Suddenly, a thunderbolt fell from the sky and fell into the city.

The power of the sky shocked the entire capital, and all the people shrank their necks with horror on their faces.

I don’t know what’s going on in Beijing lately, there’s always thunder.

The world is in chaos, and Lei Du likes to mess around.

It's so strange.

Qin He, who was eating candied haws on a stick and walking to the gate of Zhao Prison, couldn't help but stop and look up at the sky.

"Brother Xiao Wu, didn't you just leave your shift? Why are you back again?" Baihu, the gatekeeper, said to Qin He with a smile.

"Oh, isn't Liang Shijie beheaded? I'm worried about the body and want to go in and take a look." Qin He grinned.

"Brother Xiao Wu is really dedicated, so you're busy." The guard at Baihu nodded quickly.

"Okay, see you later."

Qin He threw away the toothpick of the candied haws and walked in quickly.

Naturally, Qin He couldn't let go of the corpse of a third-grade official. He went in and burned it. He couldn't blind the soul-sucking lamp in vain. He also took a look at how the corpse was burned.

The hundreds of people on duty watched Qin He go in with confused expressions on their faces.

This little brother Wu always feels weird. He doesn't say anything about chewing candied haws, but his tone is still easy-going.

Aren't those perverts at the Corpse Burning Hall always have dead faces?

What's going on?

Turning left and right, we came to the cremation hall. The corpse had indeed been delivered, and there were blood stains on the ground extending all the way into the cremation hall.

The stone door had been closed, and it was obvious that the people from the cremation hall took the body and left again.

No wonder the guard of hundreds of households said that Wei Wucai was on duty.

Qin He looked left and right and saw no one, then his body went in softly.

In the corpse-burning hall, the smell of blood lingered.

The thirty or so members of the Liang family occupied a large area, neatly arranged.

Other than that, there were no other bodies.

Porridge distribution has begun in the city, the number of corpses has obviously decreased, and the crematoriums have been idle recently.

There was still a fire in the cremation room that had not been extinguished, so it was natural that he was frozen.

Qin He didn't know what the people in the corpse-burning hall looked like when they saw the corpse, but it was enough that the corpse was still being burned.

When I walked over and took a closer look, I saw that less than half of the corpse had been burned, and its body was black and red, but its bones were very different from those of humans. There were tiny sharp teeth in its mouth, which looked a bit creepy.

Shaking his head, Qin He threw away a few smell-purifying spells and prepared the tools to start work.

It's a bit troublesome to deal with the decapitated corpse. There are three layers of sewing on the inside and three layers on the outside. It also has to be drilled with steel, otherwise it won't be able to stand up.

What's more, there are more than thirty in number.

But now that he has come, Qin He will naturally not give up.

Mosquito meat is still meat no matter how small it is. The sooner you work hard, the sooner you can become invincible.

There is still a long way to go.

Even with the blessing of shadowless hands, it took Qin He more than half an hour to clean all the corpses.

There were thirty-seven corpses in total, all put on the furnace, two small ones in one room, and one large one in one room.

There is definitely resentment, after all, beheading is a death in vain.

I burned about three or four corpse-suppressing charms and rewarded four or five corpse-suppressing nails before I was done.

But what surprised Qin He was that Liang Shijie was quiet.

I don’t know whether he knew that he had sinned deeply, or he just woke up before his death, so he no longer felt any resentment.

If that's the case, then it really complies with the saying: Don't cry until you see the coffin, and don't give up until you reach the Yellow River.

…

Qin He here has just finished his work.

The gate of Zhao Prison.

Wei Wu walked to Zhao Prison with a constipated look on his face.

That dead monk is stuck in Zhao Prison and won’t leave!

The master's wife gave him another death order and told him to take him back today.

Thinking of that fat face shouting, "If you can kill me, I will not go out," Wei Wu had the urge to hack him to death.

But if you really let Wei Wu kill him, Wei Wu wouldn't dare.

If this dead monk really loses some parts, the great master of Jinguang Temple will have to overturn Zhao Prison.

A dead monk has nothing to fear.

When the guard at Baihu saw Wei Wu, he looked like he had seen a ghost and said, "Brother Xiao Wu, you...when did you come out? Why didn't I see you?"

Wei Wu was stunned and thought, "You don't care when I come out."

Ignore him and continue walking forward.

But as he walked, Wei Wu was stunned, "That's not right!"

At noon, when I finished picking up the body and went off duty, this guy greeted me.

Could it be that...your uncle, the impostor is here again!

Wei Wu hurriedly turned around and grabbed him: "Did you see me go in just now?"

The look on Baihu's face changed and he nodded, "Yes, I saw you go in half an hour ago, but I didn't see you come out. That's strange."

Wei Wu clapped his hands and shouted: "That's weird, please warn me! Someone is pretending to be me and is up to no good!"

The guard at Baihu suddenly opened his eyes wide, and thought to himself, no wonder the one in front of him looked wrong, he was lying.

"Beep beep~~"

Soon, a harsh whistle sounded.

A group of guards shouted and sealed the door and called for help.

Wei Wu even went straight to Commander Shen's study at the Yamen Office.

Great Immortal Qingniu!

I've caught you!

This time he wants to invite Shen Lian, a freshly minted external force master.

When they caught the Great Immortal Qingniu, they drowned him in cow dung.

Not long after, Wei Wu saw Shen Lian.

"Great Immortal Qingniu?" Shen Lian's eyebrows twitched slightly.

On both sides, Yu Wenjing and Ji Chengliang's expressions changed.

They knew much more than Wei Wu knew.

Catch the Green Bull Immortal?

What to catch?

Why arrest?

What should I do if I am not caught and offended?

These...are all problems.

The situation is so clear now that I can think about it on my knees.

Both Ermahun and Aqi Ge died at the hands of the Great Immortal Qingniu.

And two days ago, Tu Baishou swore in public that he never came to see Lord Shen.

He was a cold-blooded pervert who burned corpses. Lord Shen was almost dead, but he didn't even look at it. Maybe he would just wait to burn Lord Shen's body.

That's a long way off. The key point is that Tu Baishou didn't come, so who else could come that day besides the Great Immortal Qingniu?

Can this be caught?

He was the one who saved Master Shen, and he still has the kindness to be more powerful.

The two looked at each other and both looked at Shen Lian.

Only Shen Lian can make this decision.

Whether Qing Niu Daxian will catch him or not, or whether he will be seen or not.
To be continued...