Secret Talent At The Beginning, Burning Corpses Can Make You Stronger

As soon as Huang Chengren heard it, the last trace of scarlet in his eyes slowly dissipated, with tears streaming down his face, he knelt down and kowtowed three times to Qin He: "Huang Chengren, thank you for your kindness."

"You have to remember what I said, ten days is your limit." Qin He stood up and accepted it three times; today is Huang Pizi's destined end of life, three thousand merit forgiveness for ten days plus a human body.

"Huang Chengren didn't dare to disobey orders, and dared to ask for the name of an expert." Huang Chengren knelt down and kowtowed again.

"I am the Great Immortal of Qingniu, go." Qin He flicked his sleeves, and three thousand merits were slapped on Huang Chengren.

Huang Chengren immediately turned into a short and thin old man, wearing a gray coat and a flat headscarf, bowed and bowed: "The immortal is so kind, Huang Chengren will repay it in the next life."

After speaking, he turned and left.

The fog lingering in Liang's mansion finally dissipated, and everything was clear.

Qin He lay back on the couch and couldn't help patting his face.

Three thousand merits!

Just let it out!

There are only a few hundred merits in Xianyun Temple every day, and it is still decreasing.

Enough to save ten days.

Meat hurts.

In the future, it's better to keep things light.

I am just a cremator, I can't save all living beings, I can't change the world and people's hearts.

Five bodies had not yet been completely incinerated.

After getting up and adding some firewood, Qin He continued to lie down.

Overhead, the sky is like washing, a bright moon hangs high, and the full moon is approaching.

An hour later.

The five corpses were incinerated one after another. Because they were ordinary corpses, the process of lifting them up or turning violent had not yet been completed, and the rewards were mediocre.

A total of seven years of Taoism, three years of inner strength, and two fruits of strength were given.

With a twist of the wrist, a power fruit was taken, and he put it to his mouth and bit it down.

"Kach~"

Strawberry flavor, sweet and thirst-quenching.

...

It was already midnight by the time the corpses were burned.

Qin He put out the fire and walked out of the Liang Mansion.

In the end, it turned out that good guy, except for the old housekeeper, all the Wuyang Wuyang group of Liang family members were gone.

"Great Immortal, that demon..." The old butler instinctively glanced into the house.

"It's already flat, your house is already clean."

"Thank you Daxian, thank you Daxian!" The old housekeeper was overjoyed and bowed repeatedly.

"Where's your master?" Qin He asked.

"My lord...he, he has been frightened these days, and he doesn't know when the immortal will come out, so he went to the inn first." The old housekeeper looked ashamed.

"Is it."

Qin He glanced at him.

Liang Shijie calculated clearly.

If he flattened Huang Chengren himself, Huang Chengren would most likely throw out his dirty words of "broken promises", and he would be ashamed to face others.

If I can't win Huang Chengren, there is no need to wait.

It must be dead.

"Your master is not kind." Qin He pointed.

"My lord~ this, I~ I'm sorry, Daxian." The old housekeeper's face suddenly became more ashamed.

"Forget it, the matter is over, just don't forget to fulfill your promise." Qin He waved his hand, walked away, and soon disappeared into the night.

Qin He is no longer interested in Liang Shijie's right and wrong.

This person's luck has come to an end, and he will be imprisoned soon, his life will be cold, and his fortune will be poor.

What Liang Shijie didn't know was that if he "sealed" Huang Chengren, he would indeed be unlucky for a while, but in the end it would be brighter and more prosperous.

People's blessings are luck, fate, and human effort.

It is not only subtraction, but also addition.

Fortune depends on misfortune, misfortune depends on blessing, people are doing it, and heaven is watching.

It's ridiculous that Liang Shijie is lucky, but he only sees subtraction.

The Liang family was full of sorrow, and Huang Chengren's century-old penance was destroyed.

A single thought will lead to eternal doom.

...

In the middle of the night, Qin He returned to the crematorium.

As soon as he took off his mask and changed his clothes, he swaggered and knocked on the door of the crematorium.

"It can be regarded as coming back." Xu Changshou's voice came.

Soon the door opened, and Xu Changshou asked Qin He: "Where have you been, and when did you come back?"

"I went into the city, missed the time to leave the city, and was locked inside. Only now did I find a chance to come back." Qin He panicked without blushing, heartbeat, or hands shaking.

"You are really brave enough to climb out of the city over the wall. No matter if you catch it day or night, you will be fined and punished." Xu Changshou was taken aback, and said: "Don't do such a thing next time, You treat it as a hut, you can come in if you want, and get out if you want."

"Understood, I will pay attention next time." Qin He smiled.

After closing the big iron gate, Xu Changshou led Qin He into the duty room. At this moment, Ling Zhonghai, Li Tie, and Gao Linkun were sitting around the brazier warming up the fire, warming wine and ordering snacks.

"If you don't come back, I'll report you missing." Ling Zhonghai glanced at Qin He, took a sip of his wine enjoying himself, and wasn't angry.

"It's late, so what~ I'll punish myself with three glasses." Qin He grinned, took the wine jug and poured himself wine, not polite at all.

Ling Zhonghai hastily held down the jug: "There is no penalty, I will rely on this jug of wine to keep out the cold tonight, save it~"

"That won't work. If you come back so late, you must be punished."

"If I don't punish you, that's fine."

"That's not okay, it's the rule."

"Fuck the rules, I'm the rules here."

"..."

After a while, Qin He happily drank a glass of "self-punishment" wine.

The wine is so-so, but it can't hold it because it was snatched.

The thing that was snatched, it is incense!

"What corpse did you send tonight?" Putting down his wine glass, Qin He grabbed another handful of peanuts on the table.

Xishi beheaded during the day, maybe one or two decapitated corpses could be handed over.

"Seventeen, including two beheaded corpses," said Li Tie who had just put down his wine glass.

Qin He secretly thought it was a pity that he missed it.

At this point, the corpses that should be recovered have already been recovered, and those that have not been recovered are almost burned.

But compared to the temple, it's nothing.

Afterwards, the few people chatted nonsense, from the wild dogs in the mass grave to the grand lord in Xiaohonglou, and from the grand lord to the current buzzing Qingniu Daxian.

"Great Immortal Qingniu, the mana is boundless!"

"moo~"

Gao Linkun put his fingers together and poked at Li Tie, who patted him back.

"I don't know if the mana is weak or not, but Fei Yuwei digs three feet and fails to find him, so he is not an ordinary person."

"Maybe it's not a human, but a demon, or else I can gather merits in private."

"Some rascals have taken bull riding as a fashion. If they have horses and don't ride bulls, they show off in the market, and the price of the cows they buy has increased. The owner of the cattle shop, Miao, has made a fortune this time."

"If I had known earlier, I would have raised cattle. I would have made a fortune." Li Tie said.

"You raise cattle? Why don't you ask the Great Immortal Qingniu to adopt you as a godson?" Gao Linkun teased.

"Then I don't know him. If I do, I'd rather be a godson or a real grandson." Li Tie didn't feel ashamed at all.

Qin He glanced at Li Tie, shook his head and was speechless.

Sure enough, people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. Once a person is famous, he will not mention a lot of shit. The arrangement behind it is enough to scare people.

After chatting for a while, Ling Zhonghai looked at Xu Changshou and asked, "Changshou, didn't you secretly go to meet your friend yesterday, how is it?"

Xu Changshou put down his wine glass and shook his head: "She's as skinny as a bamboo pole, she doesn't look lucky, and the most important thing is that she's still afraid of fishy smell, so how can I do that?"

When Qin He heard this, he stopped delivering snacks to his mouth, and looked at Xu Changshou in shock; then he heard Xu Changshou say again: "My uncle is in the salted fish business, so he can't enter my Xu family if he is afraid of fishy fish." door."

"You just miss that tofu beauty?" Li Tie laughed.

"I think it's probably true!" Gao Linkun also laughed.

"How many have you dated?"

"Tofu Xishi Futai~!"

"It's not like a bamboo pole, it's protruding forward and backward, hey~"

"Marry one and marry another~"

A few people said something to each other, which made Xu Changshou blush.

Qin He also enjoyed watching it.

During this period of time, Xu Changshou went to eat tofu nao when he was free. Looking at Yang Qiaoer's eyes, he wished he could swallow her alive.

I thought Xu Changshou was just old.

Looking at it now, I'm afraid this guy is really tempted.

Twenty Lang is old and has not married yet.

"what!!"

Just as he was laughing, a scream came suddenly.

Qin He turned his head like lightning, in the No. 18 crematorium.