"Boom~"

As soon as the centurion finished speaking, a wooden barrel fell heavily on the ground and rolled towards everyone.

There were fires burning at both ends, and it was shortening rapidly.

It was a ship's submersible thunder cannon.

"Ah~!"

"Thunderbolt! It's a thunderbolt~"

"Run!"

Everyone was immediately frightened out of their wits, rolling and crawling back like crazy.

Suddenly there was chaos.

A group of people ran as fast as they could, and everyone hated themselves for missing two legs.

After about ten breaths.

"Boom~!"

There was a loud noise, and the flames of the explosion shot into the sky, shaking the heaven and the earth.

The gravel and soil flew up and then fell.

All the city guards touched their faces, hands and feet tremblingly.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I realized that I was completely in full shadow.

After that, you looked at me and I looked at you, and everyone was still frightened.

"Son of a bitch!"

The Centurion's face was unsightly.

Thunderbolt cannons are powerful, but they also take a long time to detonate. After all, they are submersible.

If the time is too short, it will not be the water monster that explodes, but the bottom of your own boat.

So there were no casualties.

But that's not the point. The point is, that bastard in the crematorium.

How dare he throw it!

He's not afraid of blowing up people!

"I'll fucking kill you bastard~"

The centurion crushed the roots of his teeth, slashed his sword, and rushed towards the crematorium.

"Tou, don't go!"

“The idea is prickly!”

Several confidants took a look and hurriedly grabbed him.

If you rush forward at this time, no matter whether you win or lose, you won't get any benefits.

After all, the corpse-burning hall is here to help suppress the corpse rebellion, and the governor's office must give it some face.

Moreover, the Corpse Cremation Hall had just suppressed a horrific corpse chaos, so it was not appropriate to have a head-on confrontation with the Corpse Creation Hall.

If we really kill the one inside, Feiyuwei will definitely not let it go due to his urinary nature, and things will get serious by then.

More importantly, Feiyuwei temporarily commandeered the crematorium to burn corpses, which was justifiable.

No matter where the lawsuit goes, it will always be justified.

The centurion was angry, but he was not a fool. Several of his men persuaded him and pulled him away.

At the end of the sentence, he said harshly: "You surnamed Wei, just wait for me. We are not done with this matter. When we return to Beijing, I, Cao Yan, will beat you every time I see you!"

After saying that, he bitterly evacuated with the centurions.

"Cao Yan?"

Qin He muttered the name, his face full of confusion.

Generally, no one in a small household would tell themselves their family name.

Cao family?

Couldn't he be a general of the Cao family?

The Cao of General Cao?

If so, then he really isn't afraid of Feiyuwei.

One skill with two external powers, as fierce as a dog.

"Oh, forget it, whoever you love has nothing to do with me anyway."

Qin He shrugged and lay down again feeling at ease.

The big bastard listened speechlessly and asked the sky.

The man I held in my arms.

Absolutely the best among people.

Strong, stubborn, carefree, and extremely shameless.

You can't find a way to sting this kind of person even if you want to sting him.

…

After a cannon was fired, maybe the city guards were restrained, or maybe the crematorium was in a sparsely populated backstreet where people hated ghosts.

In the middle of the night, no one disturbed the crematorium.

As the cock crow approached, the three bodies jumped to death and were incinerated.

Through shadow puppet interpretation, Qin He saw their lives.

Although the three of them suffered from jumping stiffness, it was caused by corpse poison.

There was no contact during his lifetime.

One is a farmer, one is a military camp scout, and the other is a scholar.

The first two don't have much to say, they are ordinary people, unremarkable.

This scholar, on the other hand, has a bit of an abnormality in his mind.

The scholar's name is Pang Ren, and he is from Laicheng, Ludi.

My ancestor was Mengyin, and although his family was in decline, it was still doing well.

The family has two rice noodle shops, one in the west of the city and one in the east of the city. There are two brothers in the family, the scholar is the younger brother, and there is an older brother named Pang Tian.

Speaking of the two brothers Pang Tian and Pang Ren, they are only one year apart. Their mother was pregnant at the same time and gave birth to these two brothers.

But this personality is completely different.

The elder brother Pang Tian was lawless, and Xu Shi's mother was pregnant in succession, so she had no time to take care of him. He became a wild child when he was a child. He learned to beat people when he was one year old, and learned to open gourds when he was three years old. He made trouble and fought in the streets all day long.

As the saying goes, one year old looks older than three years old.

When the father of the family saw that his brother Pang Tian had little hope in the future, he placed his hope on his younger brother Pang Ren and strictly controlled him. He invited teachers to read the Four Books and Five Classics.

There are all kinds of good things about reading, there is a house of gold in the book, there is beauty like jade in the book; even if you don’t get fame and wealth, it is still good to cultivate one’s moral character.

But one thing is, you can't read the book to death, otherwise it will become sour and rotten.

This Pang Ren studied to death, but he became a saint who helped the world.

Ever since I started reading, my mind has been filled with the principles in books.

When I went to school, I saw a beggar squatting on the street and was very hungry, so I gave the beggar the lunch I brought.

The next day when I went out, I saw the beggar again. He was still very hungry and weak, so he gave me some food.

So from that day on for a month, the beggar squatted there waiting for pancakes to eat every day, and Pang Ren was so hungry that his eyesight was dim every day.

Why is it a month? It was because my brother Pang Tian learned that his brother gave lunch to a beggar every day, so he rushed up to the beggar and beat him up.

Good guy, that beggar received a heavy beating and was chased eight streets by Pang Tian without even breathing. He was so full of energy.

Pang Tian called Pang Ren a fool, but Pang Ren said that "if you do a good deed every day, there will be more happiness."

This is youth.

It becomes even worse when the parents pass away and the brothers split up.

The two rice noodle shops left by their parents are shared by the two brothers.

My elder brother Pang Tian was neither a treacherous nor a businessman. He mixed good noodles with inferior noodles, mixed inferior noodles with noodles, bought and sold by force, bullied the market, and was short-changed. These were all routine operations.

Even if you give me credit, I will win if you frown. At the end of the year, I will bring a bunch of scoundrels to collect the debt. One tael will be rolled into two taels, and four taels will be rolled into eight taels. If you dare not give it, you will not be able to save everything in the mass grave.

There was one more corpse. Killing chickens to scare monkeys killed three people that year.
To be continued...