I have a book of salvation

Wangqi Division, a study room with simple furnishings. A table, a chair, a bookcase, a game of Go, and nothing else.

Chief Wangqi sat at the table, looking at the howling wind and snow outside the door, silent.

Qing Yi, you are dead.

Just like fifteen years ago, his disciple died again.

Chief Wangqi only found out about this news when the Yamen sent Qing Yi's identity token.

——Even though the Tianshun Perfume Factory was destroyed and countless fairy incense were destroyed, Wangqi Capital never thought that something unexpected would happen to Qing Yi.

Because he knows that Qing Yi is also among the top batch of Xiantian Grandmasters. Although he is definitely not as good as those freaks in the state capital, he is already one of the best in Weishui City.

In addition, with the brass sword bell given by himself to protect his life, no one in the entire Weishui River should be able to do anything to him.

But he was beaten to death.

Died at the hands of the head-picking ghost.

——The head-picking ghost put his hand into his chest and crushed his heart while he was still alive.

The head of Wangqi looked at the bloody brass sword bell on the table, as if there were obscure flames burning in his eyes.

The head-picking ghost is too cautious.

Generally speaking, kill people and get treasures.

But after he killed Qing Yi, he left the brass sword bell at the scene.

Otherwise, I can use this brass sword bell that I personally practiced to find the location of the head-picking ghost.

pity.

Also, since Qing also sacrificed the brass sword bell, he was still beheaded.

Could it be that my initial guess was wrong? Is the head-picking ghost also a Qi practitioner who "opens the sea"?

But who is he? Are you a native of Weishui? Or an outsider?

If it's the former, why were there no traces of it before? If it's the latter, why target the Blackwater Gang so much?

Looking at Qi Sishou, he couldn't get an answer.

The death of his beloved disciple; coupled with the fact that the Wangqi officials sent out to investigate could not find any trace of the head-picking ghost; and the county magistrate has been making small moves in recent days - taking advantage of Qing Yi's death, That guy replaced most of the officials from the Wangqi Division of the Yamen in one fell swoop.

Doubts, anger, irritability... filled the chest of the Chief Wangqi, and he was holding back a sigh of relief.

I can’t get out!

But the so-called joys and sorrows of people are not the same.

Or maybe happiness and joy are always conserved.

Chief Wangqi was unhappy, but Yu Chen was happy.

Not to mention that the two leaders of the Blackwater Gang died, the chief of the Wangqi Division also died, and he was angry.

Just feeling the inner energy in his body transforming into his life energy, and watching the feeling of becoming stronger little by little, made Yu Chen feel satisfied.

No wonder the storytellers told anecdotes that those great people who were successful in spiritual practice were so obsessed with spiritual practice that they went into seclusion for several years without eating, drinking or sleeping.

It turns out that spiritual practice is really addictive!

I was in a good mood today, so I got up early in the morning and cooked a few more dishes.

Braised crucian carp, boiled meat slices, rotten stewed elbow... and two large bowls of rice, eating with gusto.

At noon, when Yu Chen had washed the pots and pans and put them away, the sound of a cart creaking could be heard outside the door of the earthen house.

When Yu Chen opened the door and took a look, he saw the body mover pulling a cart with a black mass of blood and flesh lying on the cart, coming up the mountain.

oops!

Yu Chen raised his eyebrows and looked at the corpse mover, feeling strange.

Corpse movers are indeed corpse movers, that's what the profession is called anyway.

The problem is, the person who moved the corpse is not the person who moved the corpse.

The man who came today is also a tall and strong man, but he is no longer the bold and majestic innate grandmaster.

Someone changed.

"Little brother, are you the gravekeeper of Qingfengling?" The new corpse mover patted his head: "My name is Niu Zhu, you can just call me Zhu Zhu. From now on, I will be responsible for moving corpses. That’s it, if you have anything to help me with, I can do it, just tell me!”

He slapped his chest and grinned stupidly.

Yu Chen also smiled, greeted a few words, and asked about the last corpse mover.

Niu Zhu said that he didn't know the specific situation, but he just heard from the person who assigned him a task at the Yamen that the last corpse mover had gone back to sweep the streets, so he came to replace him.

During the conversation, Niu Zhu was also an honest person, but also a bit silly, and he quickly became familiar with Yu Chen.

And what can a person who moves corpses and a person who looks at graves talk about?

Naturally, most of the topics revolve around the dead.

Just like the corpse dragged up by corpse mover Niu Zhu today, it is worth talking about.

It's early this morning. Aren't there beggars in the Hanqiao slum looking for something to eat?

But in the coldest month of winter, there was nothing edible to eat, so the beggar thought to himself and tried his luck.

But unexpectedly, he actually found it!

In a dilapidated room, there was a dead black dog, lying motionless!

The beggar is overjoyed!

Thank you for the gift of nature!

I dragged this dead black dog away and prepared to cook it and eat it.

But the broken pot he picked up earlier was too small, and the black dog was too big to fit inside.

The beggar sharpened the tiles and prepared to cut the black dog open and cook it for dinner.

But as soon as the dog's skin was cut open, the beggar was so frightened that he peed his pants when he saw the scene inside!

Instead of flesh and blood and internal organs, this black dog’s skin is actually a human being!

A teenage boy!

Human skin and dog skin are stuck together!

Although the beggar is hungry, he still doesn't dare to do such evil things as cannibalism!

Shocked, he reported to the official.

After the yamen came and conducted an autopsy, the murderer was basically identified!

——A few days ago, didn’t the people of Weishui spread the news that a stranger came with a talking dog? Perform everywhere in the market, and reward them with money after eating enough.

What a coincidence.

The official who received the report happened to have seen the excitement and recognized the disemboweled black dog almost at a glance. It was the talking dog!

Immediately, the Qiqiao was filled with smoke!

Dogs speak human language? !

No!

That's a man dressed in dog's skin and being treated like a beast!

At that time, the Yamen wanted the outside juggler, and the whole city wanted him!

It's a pity that this guy seems to be a veteran, and he knows that the secret of the black dog will be discovered sooner or later. The inn where he is staying is already empty, and he doesn't know where he is hiding.

And this poor child, who was covered with a black dog's skin and treated as a beast, was also entrusted by the Yamen to move the body to the Qingfengling Mausoleum, ready to be laid to rest.

"What a bastard!"

Speaking of this, Niuzhu scolded angrily while digging a hole: "None of these jugglers is good! You are a teenage boy! Being locked up in this thick dog skin all day long! What a misfortune!

I heard from storytellers in the county that this is a kind of magic called "creating animals". The half-grown doll and the freshly killed dog are poured with hot blood, the dog's skin is smeared with ointment, and it is applied to the doll's body. Sew it up immediately. Over time, the doll will become both a human and a dog. You can use it to make money by juggling! "

At this point, Niu Zhu, the seemingly naive corpse mover, spat again, "These guys who are so capable of doing anything for money or anything unconscionable will be punished sooner or later!"