At the same time, Feiyuwei.

Several Feiyu officials carried a corpse covered with a shroud into the gate.

"What's the matter?"

Shen Lian's voice sounded. He was standing on a ladder, with his back to the door, his figure stretched very long by the candlelight.

The bookshelves next to it are full of books of all kinds, and the tall bookshelves take up most of the place.

The ones at the top require several steps of ladders to reach, which is spectacular.

"Commander, Lord Qianhu, the Destiny Coin has appeared again." A Baihu said with cupped hands and fists.

Shen Lian stopped flipping through the book, paused for a few breaths, and then continued reading.

Ji Chengliang, who was on the side, stepped forward and slowly lifted off the white cloth on the corpse, revealing a bloody face underneath. The blood condensed into black and clung to the face, like a mangy toad, which was horrifying.

"Where was the body found?" Ji Chengliang asked.

"Qianhu, the body was found in Nancheng. He was a jailer. He was attacked when he got up at night. He was sent to us as soon as he was discovered." Baihu said hurriedly.

"Take it down and send it to the cremation hall." Ji Chengliang waved his hand. When several officials carried the corpse away, he couldn't help but gritted his teeth and cursed: "The moon is not full today, they dare to despise the Feiyu Guards."

"Anger that cannot be resisted is meaningless." Shen Lian said calmly.

Ji Chengliang's face looked ugly, but he couldn't say anything to refute him.

Even the Flying Fish Guards have places they dare not touch.

For example, the Royal Palace.

When evil appears in the palace, the Feiyu Guards will be helpless.

"Commander, how should we deal with this matter?" Ji Chengliang asked.

"Throw all the collected copper coins of destiny to the east city." Shen Lian finally turned around at this time and looked at Ji Chengliang, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"You want to alarm him?"

Ji Chengliang's expression changed greatly, and he said: "But we don't know whether that person is evil or not. We..."

"Gamble." Shen Lian said.

…

Crematorium.

"Bang!"

An object with corpse-suppressing nails inserted all over its body fell heavily on the crematorium.

The frightened and sleepy big bastard jumped up.

The big bastard opened his eyes and saw Qin He sliding down from the beam.

"Sir, who is this?" the big bastard asked curiously.

When Qin He returned to the crematorium, he hurriedly walked out without saying anything.

"Bad guy."

Qin He gave two extremely accurate yet vague answers, saying: "Open the furnace and try to finish it before dawn."

"There's only one hour left now." Big Bastard reminded.

I have burned some corpses recently and gained experience from them.

The average corpse takes about two hours, and the more ferocious corpses will take half an hour longer. If the blowing does not stop, it can be shortened by half an hour. The speed increase will obviously consume more physical energy.

Of course, it also depends on the body shape and how many things are burned in one furnace. The more the number, the slower the speed will naturally be.

There is only one hour left before dawn. The time is not a matter of whether we can catch up, but that there is simply not enough time.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up." Qin He glared at it.

The big bastard shrunk his neck and didn't dare to say any more nonsense. He hurriedly lifted himself out of the bucket by his neck and came to the crematorium.

When he saw it, his eyes widened in shock.

This man hasn't breathed his last yet.

The big tortoise instinctively recalled that when he was eating spicy food, Qin He said that a person accompanied him to eat fried beef with chili peppers, but he felt uncomfortable and vomited it out, and then the person was burned by him.

Afterwards, the big bastard always thought that Qin He was just trying to scare him, because Qin He looked very fierce, but after contacting him, he found that he was not a bad person.

Never expected that!

It's true!

The man was so nailed that he could only twist his body, his mouth was blocked, and he groaned in pain, his face full of despair.

Burning people alive directly is like the first time a big girl gets on a sedan chair.

It's both novel and scary.

It's alive.

This is a life.

At this moment, the big bastard's impression of Qin He turned to moody and ruthless.

"Why are you still stunned?" Qin He saw the big bastard stunned and urged.

"Yes, yes, get ready now."

The big tortoise nodded hurriedly like a chicken pecking at rice, and hurriedly got ready to go.

Qin He looked at the man on the corpse cremator, opened the soundproof cover with his fingers, and removed the cloth from his mouth, saying: "I usually don't burn living people, do you have any last words?"

"Are you actually a corpse cremator?" Although the man was desperate, his eyes were still filled with disbelief.

Qin He was so strong that he could not have imagined that this person was actually a corpse cremator.

What is a cremator?

It's a job that only homeless beggars with lowly jobs do, exchanging their lives for steamed buns.

His status is not even as good as that of Ye Xiangfu who collects manure and delivers juice in the city.

The situation is precarious and bad luck still exists.

He could not imagine the huge status gap between such a powerful person and the corpse burner.

"I asked you to say your last words, but I didn't ask you to ask questions." Qin He said.

"Can you not burn me?" the man asked in horror.

"No." Qin He shook his head with a firm tone.

"I have money, I have a lot of gold and silver, and I have a lot of secrets. I...I'll tell you everything, don't burn me!!" The man almost collapsed.

"These are not important to me at all." Qin He still shook his head.

"So what's important to you?"

"Not having you is very important to me." Qin He said with a slightly cold tone: "Back then, a corpse cremator took my life, and today I must pay him back."

"You won't end well if you kill me!"

"It doesn't matter, just come."

"Let me tell you, there is a more powerful person behind me. A considerable part of the skin we peeled off was used by the current emperor's wet nurse. You can't kill me... Wuwuwu..."

The man collapsed completely and screamed.

Qin He simply blocked the cloth for him again, shook his head speechlessly and said: "You are much worse than the person I burned alive before, and you are called a tough guy."

While he was talking, the big bastard was already ready quickly.

Burn coals to start the furnace, and then invite the fire of the abyss.

The man's struggle in the raging fire has become a thing of the past. There are tens of thousands of people on the pier. He had to go to the Dongcheng crematorium twice. This is his fate.

God wants to take him.

The big bastard was blowing the wind with all his strength, and the kerosene was poured on as if it was free of charge.

Qin He's method of playing really scared it. He was afraid that if Qin He was even a little bit dissatisfied, he would do the same to it and it would be over.

Moody people are the most unreasonable.

Under its external force, the speed of corpse incineration has once again reached a higher level.

Within half an hour, the corpse was charred, and almost at the same time as the cockcrow sounded, the shadow puppet performance came on.

Qin He finally understood what the fanged ghost-headed handkerchief was.

Human beings have three souls and seven souls.

The three souls dominate the spirit, and the seven souls dominate the body.

The first soul is called Corpse Dog, the second soul is called Fu Ya, the third soul is called Bird Yin, the fourth soul is called Swallowing Thief, the fifth soul is called Fei Du, the sixth soul is called Zhihu, and the seventh soul is called Stinky Lung.

That fang ghost head is actually something called a ghost.

The formation of ghosts must be fresh corpses, refined through secret methods.

To be specific, this faceless ghost is made from the fourth of the seven souls, the "thief-swallowing" soul.

The so-called swallowing thieves refers to removing dead skin and maintaining vitality.

If a normal person is scared away and swallows his soul, he can grow from a child to an old man in three to five days.

After being refined into a ghost, the thief soul still retains the ability to swallow the thief soul. As long as it is given nutrients, it can produce something that can keep people alive and keep their appearance unchanged.

And its nourishment is the human face.
Chapter completed!