Qin He was shocked by his sudden thought.

no!

If this continues, you will become a "terrorist".

"Keep your true heart, keep your true heart!"

Qin He hurriedly threw these evil thoughts out of his mind.

If you can't mess with a result that you may not be able to protect yourself, if someone loses his life, it will break the bottom line.

On the road to pursuing strength, it is very important to keep the bottom line, otherwise one day, people will become demons and demons.

After thinking about it, Qin He found that he had only one way to go.

That is to try to burn the evil corpses as much as possible to make up for the decline in rewards.

Especially the corpses in the center, even if they are suppressed, the rewards will probably not be bad.

Just as Qin He was thinking hard about how to burn these corpses without attracting attention, the one-eyed coroner's loud voice rang out: "This is the time for today's duty. Everyone will go back to rest and come again at Wu."

"yes."

The crematories responded and then sorted out their things and left.

Only three people were left to guard the unburned corpse.

Wei Wu came to Qin He and others and said, "Take you to your place to live, work for another day tomorrow, and you should be able to go back."

After saying that, he led Qin He and others out of the Burning Hall and came outside, pointing to a prison and said, "Someone will bring food later. You can rest after eating. No matter what you hear, you will see, don't pay attention to it, just sleep."

Several corpse burners nodded quickly like a chicken pecking at the rice.

Wei Wu asked everyone to go in, closed the door and locked it and left.

Several corpse burners had a tired face and leaned down directly or lay down. They worked for seven or eight hours, but still stayed up late, without food or drink, and couldn't eat or drink anymore.

It should be almost noon outside now.

Although Qin He was not tired at all, he was not easy to be independent, so he sat down against the wall and looked at the environment.

The prison is very simple, but it has complete equipment, and it has all the equipment for eating, drinking, defecation, urination, and sleeping. Compared with the title of the imperial prison, it is considered a cell with good conditions.

The nearby prisons are empty, and it seems that the imperial prisons do not often treat people preferentially.

Sitting in Qinhe, you can see a corner of the stone gate of the Burning Corpse Hall.

After a while, a factory sent food, a large cage of buns and a bucket of water.

When several corpse burners saw it, their eyes were straightened.

They were all from refugees, and they finally got into the burning corpse and worked hard to survive by eating mixed noodles and steamed buns.

flour?

I can't even think about it.

As soon as the factory opened the door, several corpse burners couldn't wait to pounce on them. They grabbed the bun and swallowed them voraciously, and rolled their eyes choked.

"The starving ghost is reincarnated!"

Seeing this, the factory officer shook his head and locked it away.

Qin He's stomach has not been digested and has no appetite, but he still ate more than a dozen.

I have to sigh that the treatment of eating imperial grain is different.

If the factory can give it to these starving ghosts in their eyes, it will definitely not be a good thing for them, and good things will only be left to themselves.

No matter what dynasty, the public's job is indeed the most delicious, and no one can starve them to death.

A large cage of buns was enough, and five corpse burners ate them, and their belly was round.

"It would be great if we could get here to pay."

After eating and drinking, a short corpse burner said with longing.

"I'm afraid it's a man!"

Another square-faced corpse burner shook his head and said, "This kind of job requires a family member who has a connection. Don't think too much about it. What can you enter the corpse burning hall? It's just a casual talk, a radish that is just a donkey-like work."

Several corpse burners felt it made sense when they heard it, and no one refuted it.

"It's a fate that our brothers can get together. No matter how long we can stay in the future, let's get to know each other. One day, I can't tell you that the bridge will hit you again." The square-faced corpse burner said again.

Several people regained their energy after eating and drinking, and then introduced themselves one by one.

The square-faced corpse burner named Tao Dayong, a native of Liaodong, was fled to the capital.

The short corpse burner named Li Ergou, a native of Lu.

The other two are also from refugees. The last one is not, the one who burns the corpse and burns the corpse talisman, named Qian Mancang, from Cen County, Jingji.

Tao Dayong is more talkative and mysterious and enchanting: "Do you know why so many corpses suddenly appeared in this corpse-burning hall?"

Several corpse burners shook their heads, and only Qian Mancang wanted to speak but stopped. They seemed to remember something and held back.

"Why?" Qin He asked.

He also felt strange that the corpse burning officers in the Burning Corpse Hall were divided into two shifts. Logically speaking, even if they were cut half by the beast Ambaku, it was only a little over a day and it was impossible for so many corpses to accumulate.

Something is wrong, something is wrong.

After Tao Dayong was so encouraging his appetite, he looked carefully at his left and right and said, "I heard that in the past six months, the bodies sent to the capital in various places have been often robbed on the road. Feiyuwei dispatched troops and generals for a long time, and finally found a part of the robbed corpses in a temple."

After saying that, he whispered to the stone gate of the Burning Corpse Hall and said, "Here, just those inside."

"There are also people who rob the corpse, it's fierce and unlucky. What's the point of this?" Li Ergou widened his eyes when he heard this.

"You don't understand this."

Tao Dayong said with a smile: "These corpses are useless to us, but they are of great use to some evil deeds. It is said that they can use corpse sacrifices to refine them into corpse puppets, which is amazing."

Several corpse burners showed surprise on their faces.

Qin He glanced at Qian Mancang specifically and found that he had no surprise or curious expression, as if he knew about this.

"Where is that temple?"

Qin He was interested. Someone must have been a ill-gotten plot. If he could find a nest of corpses, he would make a fortune.

"It is said that it was Jing'an Temple in Liniu Mountain. Feiyuwei surrounded and suppressed there, and many people died." Tao Dayong whispered.

Qin He silently wrote it down, thinking that he had time to go there to see if he could make a fortune.

Liniu Mountain is not far from here, it is only more than a day away.

It’s okay to steal the corpse, but it’s so close to this capital. I really don’t know who is so bold.

After that, Qin He asked a few more questions. Tao Dayong obviously only knew so much, so the topic changed.

As we chatted, we talked back to Feiyuwei. Li Ergou asked: "Don't Feiyuwei have two corpse burning halls, and where is the other corpse burning hall?"

"The Feiyuwei actually only has one corpse-burning hall, and the other one is not called the corpse-burning hall, but the corpse-shaving hall. It was a mistake outside." At this time, Qian Mancang, who had been silent, finally spoke.

"Where is the corpse-town hall?" Li Ergou continued to ask.

Although I am a corpse burner, I am still curious enough about the information about this industry.

"There is behind the big iron gate inside." Qian Mancang whispered.

"ah?"

Several corpse burners were shocked.
Chapter completed!