I was forced to cultivate immortality when I just wanted to lie down

Chapter 35: Not a family, don’t enter the same family
Murder and set fire to the gold belt, repair the bridge and repair the road without corpses.

In today's world, treacherous people sit high in the hall, while loyal people lie low under the eaves. In this world, there are often the sighs of valley horses, but no cries of roosting phoenixes.

Those who repair bridges and roads are starving and have no food to eat, while those who commit murder and arson are ostentatious and wealthy.

There is a road cleaner in Linhe. He is usually invisible and unobtrusive, but he often uses killing to stop killing and fire to fight fire. In the long run, although he has no achievements in repairing bridges or repairing roads, he has brought a little clarity to the heavy world, which can be regarded as immeasurable merit.

The night was thick with fog. Xu Qing finished his work and pushed his cart out the door. After walking a few blocks, he heard the night watchman's call:
"At midnight, all is well—boom!—boom, boom!"

This was followed by the sound of a gong announcing the night watch, one slow and two fast.

The cart creaked past, and the night watchman came towards him. When he saw Xu Qing, he glanced at him with a lantern in his hand. He thought he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was. He must have seen him somewhere before.
The night watchman saw Xu Qing looking at him sideways and said with a smile, "You look familiar to me. Why are you out working in the middle of the night?"

Xu Qing looked at the gong in the watchman's hand and the clapper hanging on his waist. He thought that if he lifted the cloth cover on the cart, the watchman would bang the gong and shout at the top of his lungs, "Murder! Robbers are out to kill people! Everyone, wake up quickly! Prevent theft!"

Tsk, what a hassle! No wonder thieves hate night watchmen and dogs the most, they both have such loud voices!
Xu Qing stopped the car, took out a silver note from the Tiandi Silver Bank, which was used to burn for the dead, from his jacket bag, and took out a charcoal pencil to write on it.

After finishing, he handed the paper to the night watchman and grinned, "To be honest, I just bought a new house yesterday and am currently moving. But since you asked, this is my shop's main business, so you might as well learn about it!"

The night watchman took the paper money for the deceased, took a quick look at it with the lantern in hand, but he didn't understand it.

"I can't read, so tell me what your shop does."

Xu Qing smiled shyly and briefly explained the various services provided by his own medical clinic.

In short, whether you want to visit the graves of the living or lie in the coffins of the dead, you can come! Even if you don't have money, it doesn't matter, our shop also has new charity care projects.

Even if you are a beggar living on the streets, without any money, freezing to death or starving to death, as long as someone helps to bring you here, we will arrange a burial for you free of charge. We guarantee that you will be buried in peace and will want to come back next time you are reborn!
The night watchman's face turned green after hearing this. After asking around, he found out that it was a newly opened shop for the dead on Jingxia Street.

No wonder he felt that the other person looked familiar. Not long ago, his second uncle passed away, and it was this person who performed the funeral and held the funeral!

The night watchman thought to himself, you better shut up! How dare you say such dirty words? Even if your shop is visited by a wealthy man, no one would want to go there!

The two night workers parted ways unhappily. Xu Qing returned to his new house. The two pits dug in the yard could only bury two people. He had no choice but to pick up the hoe and shovel again and dig two new pits. Only in this way could he bury all the bodies transported this time.

In the dead of night, Xu Qing leaned on a shovel and looked at the fertile land in front of him. There were more than twenty corpses lying there. He just had to wait for the number to reach a hundred. Then he could wait for the evil spirit to condense and cultivate, and then the fruit of the rampant ghost soldiers would be produced!
However, although the feng shui of the new house is good, there is still potential that has not been fully tapped.

At dawn the next day, Xu Qing finished absorbing the moonlight and Yin energy, and when it was almost daybreak, he walked towards the East Market Miscellaneous Street.

At this time, the dim lights illuminate the city, and in the faint light of dawn, you can vaguely see the tall tiled buildings in the distance.

Xu Qing walked into the sundry goods street and found that the vendors who got up earlier than the chickens had already started their business.

There are also all kinds of people walking around and stopping in the morning market on the street.

Xu Qing walked around the streets and found that the materials for refining corpses to break through the Silver-Armored Zombie had reached a bottleneck. He had been paying attention for a long time but had not collected the last few key items.

"Ghost Jade, old cat evil, three feet of ghost face soil under the grave."

None of these things are common in the market, and they can only be found through the channels of the underworld business.

Xu Qing wanted to ask the hunter he had dealt with before about this matter, but he hadn't been seen for several days. He didn't know if he had gotten the few dozen taels of silver and was too lazy to sell furs anymore.
However, he went to the morning market not only to look for materials for preserving corpses, but also to find some items that could improve the feng shui and tap the potential of his own haunted house!
One morning, Xu Qing pushed a cart filled with all kinds of strange objects.

There were things like locust tree saplings that could nourish Yin and gather evil spirits, bell-shaped flowers that could sense corpse qi and produce flowers similar to tung tree bells, beasts that welcomed evil spirits, cow skulls, pig skulls, antique chairs with missing legs, bizarre Buddha statues of unknown origin, and dressing mirrors with distorted mirrors that could distort a person's face.
These dark and shabby objects that ordinary people avoid like the plague are actually of endless use to him.

After the locust tree seedlings were planted in the yard and the bellflower seeds were sown, Xu Qing spent a lot of effort to hang various animal heads in a ventilated place. After they dried naturally, they became beautiful decorative ornaments.

Outside the coroner's shop, Xu Qing had just returned the cart he had borrowed from a street coffin shop. Before he could open the shop for business, he saw a strange customer wandering around the door of his shop with a gift of bacon in his hand.

The customer was wearing a long gray gown, with his half-white hair tied in a bun. In addition, he had a white scarf draped over his shoulders.

Xu Qing raised his eyebrows at this outfit and strode over to open the door for business. No matter who it was, they were guests. How could he be afraid?

"Are you Master Liu's apprentice?" The fifty-year-old student carrying the bacon gift suddenly asked.

"Yeah!" Xu Qing took off the door panel and raised his chin, looking quite proud.

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Wang Lingyuan sighed softly, his expression reminiscing.

"I once studied under Master Liu for a period of time. Unfortunately, I failed to impress him. I never imagined that he would accept you as his disciple."

“.” This time it was Xu Qing’s turn to remain silent.

What kind of development is this? Liu Youdao's former followers come to him, his current disciple, to reminisce about the past?
After entering the shop, Wang Lingyuan took a quick look around. Before he could take a closer look, he saw the tablets dedicated to Master Liu and Master Yang.

"Master Liu is really gone," he muttered to himself, then turned to Xu Qing and said, "I learned martial arts from Master Liu, so he is half my mentor. I would like to ask for the loan of two incense sticks so that I can offer my respects."

Xu Qing had no objection, so the two of them decided to pay their respects together.

In the end, Wang Lingyuan couldn't help but ask him about the cause of Liu Youdao's death.

Xu Qing shook his head and sighed, his face unable to hide the grief and sorrow.

It is said that a son wants to support his parents but they are no longer around. The evil people of Tianxin Sect come and go without a trace, and he, as a disciple, wants to avenge his master, but he can't do it.

I feel truly ashamed, ashamed of my predecessors, and ashamed of heaven and earth.

Xu Qing narrated the past with a mixture of truth and lies. Wang Lingyuan felt the same way and his face was filled with sorrow, he even shed tears thinking about it.

It’s really fate that plays a trick on people.

"Xu'er, you'll be alone from now on. If you need any help, feel free to come find me in the detention room. Although I'm just an autopsy coroner, I can still help."

Seeing Wang Lingyuan's genuine feelings, Xu Qing simply went along with it and did him a favor, saying, "Brother, you first learned from my master. We have a master-disciple relationship. From now on, you can just call me Junior Brother. There's no need to be so distant."

"What about Junior Brother?"

"Hey, Senior Brother!"

Wang Lingyuan's beard trembled with excitement. Xu Qing took advantage of the situation and asked, "Senior Brother, performing autopsies in the classroom is a skill that can be considered a livelihood. To be honest, I, Junior Brother, would also like to learn another skill. I just wonder if I can follow Senior Brother and become an autopsy apprentice in my free time."

"Of course, I don't need to pay. I just love learning this kind of craft, nothing else."

"Junior brother, you are so eager to learn. No wonder Master Liu accepted you as his disciple. I am ashamed of myself." Wang Lingyuan was moved again when he heard this. As for Xu Qing's suggestion of learning skills, he readily agreed.

Afterwards, Wang Lingyuan talked about his past experiences of autopsies and crime scene investigations, and his words were full of respect for Liu Youdao.

Perhaps he still had doubts about Xu Qing's identity, and during this period he seemed to ask intentionally or unintentionally about the professional topics of how the corpse driver raised, collected and refined corpses.

Xu Qing answered questions fluently from beginning to end, and his words contained many new insights into corpses. Wang Lingyuan was also a fellow cadaver lover, and when he heard the wonderful parts, he couldn't help but praise them again and again.

He thought that he was worthy of being Master Liu's disciple. Although he was older, he had not learned even a fraction of what his junior brother had.

In just one or two hours, two strangers who had never met before suddenly became like a family just by talking about corpses.

(End of this chapter)