The Sixth one was also dead.

Including No. 9, two corpse burners died in the corpse burning center last night.

Nine screamed when they died, so they were immediately discovered.

No. 6 died silently. He was not sure until he opened the door and found that his headless body was lying on the ground, bleeding all over the ground.

The corpse, which should have turned into ashes, broke into the roof and fled. It was unknown whereabouts and the head of No. 6 disappeared.

The surviving sixteen corpse-burning corpse maker had no expression on their smoky faces, fear, gladness or anything else.

No one said anything. The corpse burner was just a cheap business of exchanging life for steamed buns. His status and situation were not as good as Ye Xiangfu in the city. Most of them were from refugees.

The most common refugees have seen are corpses.

Already numb.

Not long after, three factory workers wearing flying fish suits came to the No. 6 burning corpse room to track the escaped corpse.

But this has nothing to do with Qin He and other corpse burners.

The escaping corpse will never return to this burning corpse site regardless of whether it is caught or not.

Including the transformed corpse captured by the duty officer in Room No. 9 will also be sent to another place for disposal.

The corpse burners lined up to hand over the ashes, and each received fifteen cents of copper coins, which was the meal money for a day.

The ashes are mastered, the family will take them away, and the unowned ones will fall into the canal.

No one knew the identity of the scholar except Qin He, so naturally no one would take him. Qin He thought about it and said to the duty officer: "Official, can this bucket of ashes be handed over to Xiao?"

Xu Changshou glanced at Qin He strangely, waved his hand impatiently and agreed.

He had no intention of caring about what Qin He wanted for this useless ashes. Anyway, he was unparalleled and was feeling bored.

Two corpse burners died last night and one of them turned into a corpse.

The corpse burner can attack again when he dies, but if the corpse turns into a corpse, the corpse burning center will definitely be killed.

A caravan was run half a year ago, and the next night, the caravan was attacked, and none of the thirteen people in the caravan survived. If it were ordinary merchants, it would be fine, but the caravan of the King of Wei was attacked.

Who is the King of Wei? The current nine thousand years old in Dali, the palace and court are below one person and above ten thousand. It is the emperor's most trusted right-hand man.

No one knew how angry the King of Wei was. Anyway, the Dongcheng Military Police were beaten halfway from top to bottom, and the four officials on duty were thrown into the imperial prison, and there was no news again.

It is still a matter of lack of this matter if I can go to the burning house to seek this tolerance.

I never thought that only half a year, the same thing happened when I was on duty.

"But don't happen to anything." Xu Changshou prayed secretly.

...

Qin He walked out of the city with the scholar's ashes, and came to a remote place, digging a hole to bury the ashes.

A branch was peeled as a tombstone and engraved with the words: Tomb of Liu Chengji, a scholar in Longchuan.

Since you are drowned in the water, don’t enter the water again.

The son of the dignified county magistrate was buried like this.

Also buried were his knowledge, his love, hate, and his golden list.

There is one person missing in the world, but it seems that there is nothing missing.

...

Back to the vicinity of the corpse burning house, the sun has risen.

The canal transport wharf that had been silent all night became lively.

The Grand Canal winds from the horizon, connecting the heart of the Great Li Dynasty and the rich fish and rice land in the south, full of food, military pay, taxes, silk, cotton, porcelain, coal, wood and countless passenger and cargoes heading north, supporting the Great Li Dynasty's shaky rule over the north.

The man is like an ant moving a house unloading and loading the goods one by one.

They shouted commands and stepped on the bridges that were bouncing up and down. The goods bent over but still walked as fast as they were on the flat ground.

Countless customers on the shore bargained, with the crowds of people and the excitement was very lively.

A group of refugees rushed outside the footsteps to wait for selection, wanting to sell some strength to stutter. Footsteps covered their heads with their noses, and their faces were full of disgust. They pointed to the two hundred pounds of stone lock next to them and said, "Release the stone locks by lifting them. If you can't lift them, leave quickly."

The refugees looked at the stone lock and shook their heads. They were as thin as a child, but they had the strength to lift the two hundred pounds of stone lock.

Someone refused to give in and immediately got a beating. There were four or five thugs standing behind the little head.

Seeing this, the refugees had to leave one after another.

"A bunch of firewood, no one is responsible for the trouble, oh." Xiaobian spitted and turned around and was about to leave when a voice sounded: "I'll try."

Turning around, he saw a young man in his twenties, wearing coarse linen clothes, standing next to the stone lock at some point. He bent down and raised the stone lock over his head with a "wow" sound.

Xiaoba's head lit up and finally something happened.

Yesterday, I unloaded the goods and overturned a bridge wood, and two strong men died, and there was a shortage of manpower.

"It's not bad, stay."

"How much does it cost?" the young man asked.

"Five ounces a day, thin in the morning, and dry at noon."

"Too little, don't do it."

"I still think it's too little, so I don't go and ask. I still have five-person workers in two meals a day. Who else is besides my three-way trip? How much do you want?"

"Fifteen words."

The young man grinned, and without waiting for the little surprised little head to react, he threw down the stone lock and ran away.

He was so angry that he jumped from behind and cursed.

...

Qin He is very satisfied with his changes.

If I had the strength in the past, I would not have become a corpse burner.

But now, he can't move the place even if he is a master.

I spent all fifteen cents and brought back eight mixed buns and two sesame cakes from the morning market stall.

As for the taste, it is not bad. The mixed buns are black and hard, and they are actually wheat bran, grain peel, bark and grass roots. The taste is bitter and the sesame cake is similar, except that some salt is added.

But fortunately, I can eat enough.

After returning to the corpse burning room and sleeping for a day, after eating the remaining steamed buns at night, the gong sounded, and the duty officer assigned the corpse and closed the door and locked it. The work of the corpse burners began.

What Qin He was given was a dead body, his heart was stabbed in the same way, his arms were cut off, and his body was muddy.

There are three hot characters on the chest: Sanjiang Bang

It seems that he should be a thug from the Cao Gang. After his death, he climbed out of the soil, whether he had resentment or obsession.

The Grand Canal is the golden waterway of money, grain and goods in the world. The entire Dali Dynasty focused on the wealth brought by the canal transportation, forming gangs and factions, and officials and communities were rampant, each with its own minions and forces.

The foot walk, the canal gang, the carriage gang, and the teeth walk are all the kings, and fighting is common.

At the beginning, you often look at what you are looking at, then you start to gesture, gradually escalate, and finally two gangs fight together. The government yamen runners either don’t come, and when they come, they will mingle with people to watch the show. They may even take out a handful of melon seeds from their pockets.

Oh, this knife is awesome!

Oh, ah, it’s not a man to kick the lower body!

Who, you use your strength!

All these things will be like this, and they will collect a body after they have enough eyes. Even if the matter is over, they will continue in two days.

After checking, there was no other problem. Qin He put on his hemp clothes, put on mourning cloth, and then brought clean water to start washing the body.

The corpse burner has the rules of the corpse burner. Before burning the corpse, you must wear mourning clothes and clean the body. If it is incomplete, you have to find something to make up for it and say: You don’t have to worry about your way out. You can be reborn as a wealthy person. Don’t blame the three fires to purify you, so as not to harm the insects. The craftsman wears hemp and cloth to change clothes for you. You can lie down on the Sanqing platform, so don’t let the time pass.

The meaning of the words is that I have put on mourning and mourning clothes to cleanse you. If you are good, don’t harm me. If you harm me, you will miss the time of reincarnation and will be gone when you are reborn.

I don't know whether it is useful or not, but it's just such a rule anyway.

Qin He first washed the corpse, and then sewed the two holes in front and back of the corpse and his arms with needle and thread. After dressing it neatly, he transferred the corpse to the crematorium.

The turbulent oil ignites the coal pile, then bulges in the air, and it quickly starts to burn.

The pungent sulfur smell is mixed with the stinking of corpse, which is very unpleasant.
Chapter completed!