I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

He Min was also very curious about Chen Luo's skills. Her ears were almost callous in the past two days.

What I hear most every day is the praise from the lame horse.

It is said that his senior brother is a martial arts wizard who is rarely seen in thousands of years, but it is a pity that he does not have any more profound secrets. This made He Min, who had been a genius since childhood, very dissatisfied. Everyone was of the same age, but she had been practicing martial arts since she was a child. In this case, even if she was a genius, she would still have the confidence to defeat the opponent.

The accumulation of time cannot be smoothed out by talent.

Both sides stood still and each made a starting stance.

"Brother, be careful!"

He Min waited for three breaths and saw that Chen Luo had no intention of attacking, so he decided to strike first. He saw her retreating and exerting strength, kicking the soles of her feet on the ground. The figure flashed, the five fingers in his hand clenched into claws, and one claw grabbed Chen Luo on the opposite side.

It is the ultimate move in Ma Laizi’s boxing technique, ‘Black Tiger Digging Out the Heart’!

The punch was fierce and originally a power-based punch, but in He Min's hands it became a speed-based punch like a cheetah.

Chen Luo also raised his hand, his hands turned into claws, and he came back first.

Only a 'bang' was heard.

The two fists met in the air, making a muffled sound.

He Min, who was originally full of confidence, changed his face the moment his fists collided, and an overwhelming force hit him from the opposite side. Her arm failed to dodge in time and was fractured on the spot. The person flew backwards like a rag doll, hit the sandbag behind hard, rolled down in a circle, spit out a mouthful of blood, and passed out.

Chen Luo was also dumbfounded.

He only used three parts of his strength tentatively, not even using his inner energy.

I don’t want to feel something wrong as soon as I touch it. The menacing Junior Sister He on the other side was like paper. Her bones were broken at the slightest touch, and she was also knocked away.

"You bastard, why don't you stop?"

The figure of Ma Laizi flew over very quickly, helped He Min up at once, tapped a few acupuncture points as quickly as possible, and put his hand on He Min's pulse to confirm that there was nothing serious. Breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm asking you to lend a hand, not to kill her."

After settling the female apprentice, Ma Laizi pointed at Chen Luo and yelled.

""

Chen Luo looked confused.

He really stopped. If he didn't, Junior Sister He's chest would be penetrated by him. But this must not be said out loud. If you say it, you can't help but make Ma Laizi angry.

"Go back first, I'll take care of Junior Sister's side."

Seeing Chen Luo standing at the edge with a dull look on his face, Ma Laizi couldn't scold him any more and could only let him go back first.

"yes."

Chen Luo has no way to save people, and staying here will only cause chaos.

"When junior sister wakes up, help me apologize to him."

Chen Luo thought for a while and took out a plaster from his arms.

This is what he 'developed' and it's the only gift he can get. I just hope that my junior sister won't blame him when she wakes up, let alone leave any shadow.

Ma Laizi waved his hand impatiently.

When Chen Luo saw this, he didn't stop any longer and turned around to go back.

"Be careful when you fight with people in the future, and try to hold back as much strength as possible, otherwise you will accidentally get into a life-threatening lawsuit, and you will be in big trouble."

When Chen Luo was about to go out, Ma Laizi behind him seemed to suddenly remember and spoke a reminder.

"Disciple knows."

Chen Luo nodded solemnly.

This attack also gave him a general understanding of his own strength. If he attacks with all his strength, he can probably hit a hundred Junior Sister He.

While Chen Luo was discussing with He Min, on the other side, Chen Laosan, who was working in the yamen, heard a piece of news.

Luo Cheng is dead.

This news shocked him.

Even after burying the corpses, he felt something was wrong. It was such a big deal to kill the royal family, so it was impossible for the other party to let them leave so confidently. It was impossible to put himself in their shoes. No one is willing to put their wealth and life on someone else's promise, let alone a person in a position of power like a white-haired eunuch.

He had been fine for several days after coming back, which made him relax. Now that he suddenly heard the news, his uneasiness suddenly amplified.

In order to confirm the authenticity, Chen Laosan made a special trip to take over the task of burying Luo Cheng's body.

"It's so miserable."

When Chen Laosan arrived at the door of Luo's house, the government servant inside happened to come out holding his nose. It seemed that he had just finished handling the scene.

After seeing Chen Laosan's corpse collector's attire, the two of them nodded to him and left.

The case has been investigated.

suicide.

Yamen's errands have always been so simple and crude, especially in this feudal and backward era. As long as the court's face is not affected, Shangguan generally requires that the case be dealt with as quickly as possible. It is best if the murderer can be caught. If not, you can find some refugees to take the blame. As long as the case is closed, it will be fine.

Luo Cheng's whole family was basically dead, and there was no possibility of trouble in the future, so the government just made haste, and the simpler, the better.

As for the truth, who cares?

Chen Laosan pushed the door open and walked in.

There were a row of corpses lying neatly inside the room, eleven in total.

Luo Chenglian, his parents, wife and children, and all related relatives died. The corpse was so burnt that it was beyond recognition and it was impossible to tell who was who. Chen Laosan walked over, knelt down, and began to examine it carefully. He wanted to know how Luo Cheng died.

"Burn first after death."

A voice sounded behind Chen Laosan.

"How long have you been here?"

Hearing the sound, Chen Laosan stopped what he was doing and turned around to ask without any surprise.

The person who came was none other than Wang Laoshuan, who had buried the body with him that day. This old guy must have felt the same danger as him and came to investigate the situation.

"Half an hour ahead of you."

Wang Laoshuan sat down on the edge.

"Luo Cheng's whole family was poisoned to death. I checked their respiratory tracts and found that they were all clean. In other words, after the fire was lit, they did not inhale any dust. On the contrary, strong acid and poison remained in their stomachs. The kind that will kill you if you touch it.”

Under what circumstances would a person be unable to inhale any dust at a fire scene?

No need to think about it.

Wang Laoshuan took out a small porcelain bottle, which contained the evidence he had collected first.

But even if this evidence is in hand, it has no meaning. The county magistrate would not help them seek justice, and would not even ask a single question. They were just three corpse buryers who were as cheap as ants. Opposite them were people from the palace. They knew how to choose with just a little thought.

Wang Laoshuan put the porcelain bottle aside, took out his pipe from his arms, stuffed some tobacco leaves and lit it.

Taking a deep breath, the spicy smell penetrated into the lungs.

"What are you going to do?"

Chen Luosan sat down on the steps on the other side.

He already sensed danger.

This time it was Luo Cheng who died, who will be next? The three of them are just corpse buryers, and the circle of contact they usually have is frighteningly narrow. Who would come to kill them for no reason?

"My granddaughter is out of town and will take her mother's surname from now on."

Wang Laoshuan finished smoking his cigarette, knocked the pot twice at the door, put his things away, stood up and left without looking back.

He cared more about something than death.

Chen Laosan sat at the door and thought a lot. He stayed there until sunset before he came back to his senses.

He doesn't want to die.

But I don’t want my nephew to die even more.

In comparison, his old life is even more despicable.

He suddenly understood Wang Laoshuan. The old man was also afraid of death. But in order to keep his granddaughter alive, he chose to die by himself. Trading one's life for one's life can be regarded as giving an explanation to that adult. Since Wang Laoshuan can make choices, how can he, Chen Laosan, lag behind others!

‘It’s a pity that I couldn’t find a wife for Xiao Luo’