Even if you die, I won't die.

This sentence came out of Qin He's mouth, and the three of them looked at each other, unable to tell whether this silly boy made a mistake or did it on purpose.

How can anyone talk like this?

Rushing to death will not pay for your life?

"Ahem, what, just live." Ling Zhonghai said sarcastically.

"That's necessary. I've had my palm read as a kid. I hope I'll live a long life." Qin He smiled with an innocent look on his face.

"You... can also read your own palms?"

Ling Zhonghai felt that his brain circuit was a bit unable to keep up with this silly boy.

"Yes, it's very simple. If you don't believe me, I can help you take a look."

Qin He stepped forward confidently, took Ling Zhonghai's hand and took a closer look, saying, "Hey, sir, you seem to be a short-lived ghost."

When Ling Zhonghai heard this, an evil fire couldn't help but surge up.

ah!!

Can this be tolerated?

cannot!

Absolutely not!

How can anyone curse someone like this?

"You idiot, I'm..."

Just when he was about to spit out the fragrance, Li Tie and Gao Linkun rushed up, covered Ling Zhonghai's mouth and dragged him out.

"Head, calm down, calm down!~, he is just a fool~!"

"You can't be like a fool!"

"Otherwise others will think we are fools too!"

"Woooooooooo..."

Ling Zhonghai fought "hard" but was eventually dragged away.

Qin He was left standing there with a constipated look on his face.

The villain is unqualified, how can you tolerate this?

According to the "normal" plot, the three people should have drawn their swords and cut them, but they avoided them one by one. Out of anger, the three people stuffed all the corpses in today's body at night to avenge their short lives.

Then he will naturally get a super bumper harvest.

But looking at the way Ling Zhonghai was dragged away, the super harvest must have been lost.

Not only is the protagonist unqualified, but the supporting characters are also deficient. How can there be a villain and supporting character who is not just fanning the flames but creating a fight?

The novels written in my previous life were all lies, bah, they were written randomly.

After gathering his mood, Qin He shoveled the ashes and left the crematorium.

The cremators also came out one after another, most carrying one urn bucket, and a few carrying two.

Only Qin He mentioned three.

The three most vicious corpses were disposed of by Qin He, and after surviving the disaster at the cremation site, they finally had a Christmas Eve.

No cremator died.

The corpse-burners began to look at Qin He with more admiration and awe.

They all saw what happened when the corpses were distributed yesterday, and they also knew what happened to the three corpses he burned last night.

Qin He passed the border safely again, which obviously could no longer be explained by luck.

Either you have the ability, or you are lucky enough.

No matter which one, the position of the "first brother" of Qinhe Corpse Cremation Center has been established.

The names of the corpse burners also changed from Qin Wazi to Qin Xiaoge and Qin Brothers.

Several new corpse cremators came over to ask Qin He for advice on how to burn corpses. They finally found a place where they could eat well. Everyone wanted to live a few more days.

But Qin He has no experience, he relies solely on his ability to hold up the scene.

So I can only encourage and deceive, and I can sum it up in one sentence: if you have enough courage, your yang energy will be strong, and if your yang energy is strong, your life will be long.

The new cremators believed in the truth and were grateful.

After handing over the ashes, Qin He carried the shovel and went to the mass grave again.

The position of the first brother in the crematorium is secure, but the king of the mass graves is still close to being defeated.

If the villain is unqualified, he will have to work harder on his own.

…

"drive!"

"drive!!"

While Beijing still feels a little cool in the morning and evening, Luanping, located north of the Great Wall, is already experiencing gusty winds.

The four fast horses raised their front hooves high and then dropped them heavily, splashing up bursts of mud. The men on the horses were wearing swords and armor, with the unique sharpness and murderous spirit of the border land.

The leader was wearing a green robe with flying fish patterns on it.

Unlike the Feiyu Guards who were reduced to executioners in the previous life, the Feiyu Guards in this time and space still continue their original mission.

The Feiyu Guards are divided into the North Town Fusi and the South Town Fusi. The North Town Fusi is internal, supervises hundreds of officials, and scares unknown people. The South Town Fusi is external, spying on intelligence, and keeping the enemy away from the territory.

These four soldiers are the elite soldiers of Nanzhen Fusi. The leader is Shen Lian, the commander of the Nanzhen Fusi banner.

Horses whipping faster, four people and four horses flew across the withered frost plains like a whirlwind.

Not far away, a small, dilapidated village appeared on the horizon.

Shen Lian raised his hand, and the four men and four horses skillfully slowed down their horses and slowly surrounded the small village. Their swords were unsheathed and their bows were strung.

The village was dilapidated and deathly silent except for a few crows in the trees, which were disturbed by the people and horses and made their soul-stirring cries.

Shen Lian glanced at the messy marks on the ground, and finally fixed his eyes on a house in the center of the village.

The blood was rolled in the cold wind and entered the nostrils wantonly.

The four people dismounted and surrounded the house. With a wave of Shen Lian's hand, the four people broke in through the doors and windows at the same time.

There was no fight as there was no one to fight in the room.

To be precise, there was no one alive.

There were indeed four dead people, hanging from the rafters.

The death was horrific, with half of one's legs burned to coke, one's skin skinned, one's intestines taken out, and one's heart and eyes gouged out.

The ground was stained black with blood, and there were various fragments and a complete human skin.

Torture has existed since ancient times, and there are dozens of names.

One is to light the sky lantern.

Smear lard on the prisoner's body and set it on fire.

Lard is warm in nature and not as strong as kerosene, just like lighting a lamp.

Prisoners need to endure the pain of calcination for a long time, and they usually die from exhaustion and wailing.

The second is peeling.

When skinning, cut the prisoner's spine with a knife, split the skin on the back into two halves, and slowly use the knife to separate the skin and muscles, tearing them apart like a butterfly spreading its wings. Those with skillful skills can peel off a complete human skin.

The third is intestinal evacuation.

A hole was made from the prisoner's lower abdomen, all the intestines were pulled out, and used as a rope to strangle the prisoner alive.

The fourth is beheading.

As the name suggests, gouge out the eyes and gouge out the heart.

The four punishments did not take place in a deep prison, but in a small, run-down village, which was horrifying.

The faces of the three warriors turned pale, and one of them looked at Shen Lian, "Master Shen, we are a step late."

Shen Lian's eyes were gloomy, looking to the south. On the ridge, there were endless jagged buildings, appearing from one side of the horizon and disappearing from the other side.

That is the border defense line that has protected the Eastern Territory for thousands of years - the Great Wall.

Shen Lian slowly sheathed the Xiuchun knife in his hand and said: "The flying pigeon passed the message, and the prison slave suddenly crossed the border wall and headed south. His target is unknown, so the capital must take more precautions."

"yes!"

After a while, the flying pigeon flew into the sky, and the four people and four horses kicked up dust and disappeared at the end of the horizon.

The house burst into flames, engulfing the four bodies and the evil that had happened here.

…

Tao Xing 3

Dao Xing 6

Tao Xing 4

You have mastered the art of shrinking.

Slimming Kung Fu: When you need it, your muscles, bones, skin and flesh will be as soft as cotton.

The sun was setting in the west, and Qin He went down to the mass grave with four rewards.

Three corpses are given Taoism, and one is given skills.

The corpses in the mass graves are still different from the corpses in the crematorium. Because the corpses in the mass graves have not mutated, the rewards are relatively poor. Most of them are Taoist, and the skills need to be met by some corpses with rich resumes.

OK.
Chapter completed!