On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Qin Kun returned to Linjiang.

In the room, Qin Kun considered his skills for several days and finally finalized it.

‘Corpsy Hand’

Introduction: Broken tendons and veins, prick the acupoint to relieve corpses

‘Explosion’

Introduction: Yin and Yang Qi can compress and stimulate the soul and intimidate the soul

Two skills, 6,000 merits, not much, the key is that compared with other skills, it may be better to practice.

Qin Kun, who has experience in cultivation, is no longer the young boy before. The corpse-removing hand is obviously going to be able to make a breakthrough on the corpse. Of course, it may also be physical, but it is a bit bloody.

The explosion of qi, you can tell that it is the one that stimulates the yin and yang energy in the body. It should be the Taoist technique that stimulates the yin and yang energy.

‘Ding! Congratulations to the host for learning to remove the corpse!’

‘Ding! Congratulations to the host for learning to explode!’

A pile of metal objects fell from the table. Qin Kun picked it up and looked at it and found that it was an iron finger condom.

The finger condoms are like claws, the back is round and the blade on the front is as sharp as the front. Qin Kun feels very awkward when he wears five finger condoms on his fingers.

The apple on the table was pinched by iron claws, and suddenly it was cut into pieces. Qin Kun looked at his fingers and said that this thing was quite sharp. Not to mention untied the body, it felt like processing wood.

As for the explosion, Qin Kun changed his mind and grabbed the other hand in the void. Suddenly, he felt the spiritual energy in his body gather in the palm of his hand, and a stream of hot air was separated and poured into his palm.

"My day! Hot!"

In the spiritual power, the moment the yang energy was decomposed, the palm of the palm was burning like a piece of iron being grabbed. Qin Kun rubbed the palm of his hand, not knowing what was going on.

Try the yin energy again.

The spiritual energy gathered in the palm of the palm again. As soon as a cold air appeared, the hands became numb. Qin Kun stopped quickly. His hands were warm, and there was no difference between the corpses touched in the morgue.

After two attempts, Qin Kun couldn't grasp the key points, but was amazed that the temperature difference presented after the separation of yin and yang energy was so huge.

It seems that you have to try more to get the key points.

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The sixth day of the Chinese New Year, at 12:30 pm.

Qin Kun drove a motorcycle, carried two bottles of wine and cold dishes, and drove to the funeral home, preparing to find a local kid to have two drinks.

Every year, there are people on duty in the funeral home, and this year they are native children.

During the New Year, the mortality rate is very high. Many elderly people have fulfilled their wish to meet during the New Year and passed away after they have fulfilled their wishes for the New Year. This is actually one of the joys and sorrows. Because there are even more pitiful people, some elderly people left without having to last until the New Year. In contrast, the former leaves more peacefully.

In the Linjiang Funeral Home, the cremation building is not open at night. This is a custom, so there is only an office building in the entire funeral home courtyard and the lights are on.

The corridors of the office building were empty, with only the sound of Qin Kun’s footsteps echoing. When you go upstairs, you will always accidentally glance at some phantoms squatting there, looking at the wine and food in Qin Kun’s hand greedily.

On the 4th floor, Qin Kun stood at the stairs and said to him, "Don't follow me, this is not a place for you to wander, you should enjoy the incense, there is the Ice Coffin Hall."

Several phantoms looked at each other in surprise, hesitated for a moment, and walked down.

Qin Kun shouted the name of the turtle baby and walked into the office. A coke-shaped ghost was playing with a computer, with a brazier under his feet. Hearing this, he turned around: "Is Master Qin coming? My master has gone to the Ice Coffin Hall."

Behind Qin Kun, Niu Meng, skinned the crowd and jumped out, enthusiastically punching the sacrificial furnace ghosts: "Is it okay for the Chinese New Year? Are you turning black again?"

The sacrificial furnace ghost greeted: "Brother Niu, peel it, sit it quickly, Xu Daozi and I have just three black and white impermanence, and we will add you two after we beat you!"

Qin Kun glanced at the mob and knew that playing games would have no pursuit at all.

Several ghost messengers who love fun were left here, and Qin Kun went to the Ice Coffin Hall to find Han Yao.

During the Chinese New Year, the temperature in Linjiang City is already low, and the Ice Coffin Hall is several degrees lower. Qin Kun read an article when he was at work. For ordinary people, when they are at a temperature that is too low, they are actually very prone to hallucinations, because the cruel environment will cause people to lose the desire to survive, and the body will open up a self-protection mechanism, making people's minds full of some beautiful things.

And in this lifeless ghost building, it is basically a place where people don’t even have time to create hallucinations.

Several paper men walked in the aisle, with their eyes and noses on their noses, and their behavior imitated humans. They were restraining ghosts. An old woman was kicking away the paper men who wanted to catch her, a child was holding a ball and playing with the paper men, and a sissy was considerately painting the paper men red nails.

In short, the ice coffin hall during the New Year is more lively than the funeral home.

These ghosts buried in the Xishan Cemetery were burned by their families. They were all rich and powerful, and there were also people who gathered to gamble. Qin Kun's mouth twitched, feeling that their days were getting more and more nourishing over the years.

"Hello Master Qin..."

"Master Qin is here?"

"Long time no see Master Qin... What are you busy with recently?"

"Master Qin, can you eat something?"

Some dead ghosts who Qin Kun used to help bury were greeting Qin Kun with a shy face. Qin Kun responded one by one, which surprised some new faces and asked who the young man was.

Tuwa sewed a corpse between the corpse. It seemed that he had jumped off a building and died. The collapse of the bones caused his face to be twisted. He had to cut a hole from under his neck and stuff it into a filling.

Hearing footsteps, Han Yao turned around and found that it was Qin Kun who came.

"Brother Kun? There are also wine and food... rare guests..."

Han Yao grinned, smiled honestly, stuffed the glue into the dead, and finally could see his face.

"It's the New Year, if you know you're on night, come and have you had a hard time recently?"

Qin Kun walked into the disinfection room, lit three incense sticks on the incense burner, and started chatting with the local kid while eating cold dishes.

"It's okay, Director Wang brought two disciples out and helped a lot. After Lao Qu died, he became a little discouraged and recommended me to be responsible for the funeral home."

Mr. Qu's death has always been a heart-wrenching problem for Director Wang. Lao Wang is 60 this year, and the old friend is dead. He held a wedding for his son Wang Yazhou a few years ago and did not call him a person in the path of life and death. He had a clear intention to retreat and was at the age of resting his life.

"Where are the two new Fengdu disciples??"

"Xiao Zhou, Xiao Guo, come here and meet Qin Dizhi."

Two young men walked out in the corpse slit next to them.

His face is very young, and he is even a little cowardly.

"The ninth level of the Huangquan Tianfu, the nine mountains and nine rivers are the same... Linjiang, Zhou Buyi."

"The ninth level of the Huangquan Tianfu, the nine mountains and nine rivers are the same... Linjiang, and Guo is different."

Under twenty years old, dressed like the apprentice hired by the funeral home, the two took off their gloves, knocked their palms into a ghost-shaped head, and saluted Qin Kun.

Zhou Buyi has two big eyes, looking younger than Guo Dun, and grinned, "Mr. Qin? I heard from Master mentioned you many times..."

Guo Duan nodded vigorously: "I have heard of it too. Master said you are the backer of our funeral home."

Master Qin?

This name is too eccentric.

Qin Kun smiled helplessly: "Old Wang is going to send you to me? Okay, if you are not afraid of you in the future, I will support you."

The two of them were happy, and this promise was enough.

Tuwa spoke, "Fengdu Guests are divided into Wu Guests and Wen Guests. Zhou Buyi was personally circulated by Director Wang and was a guest of Wen Guests. Guo Dun is following the path of Mr. Qu, that is, Wu Guests. Director Wang asked you to give me some advice on Guo Dun."

At that time, Yang Shen passed this move to Qu Chengyang, which also added a little more self-protection to Wu Junke. Since there was a heritage, Qin Kun would not cherish it himself and nodded.

"Okay, Xiao Guo's body is not bad either. I'm not a good teacher, but I know, and I won't hide it."
Chapter completed!