Secret Talent At The Beginning, Burning Corpses Can Make You Stronger

Just over an hour after leaving the city, Qin He returned to the city again.

Although I have seen the prison in shadow puppetry, it is not as real as experiencing it in person.

Dali has been in power for hundreds of years, and it is unknown how many lives have been swallowed here.

There are corrupt officials, there are loyal ministers, and there are low-level people. As for which type of people is more, no one can tell.

The so-called imperial prison is the prison where the emperor issued an imperial edict to directly arrest and arrest suspects, bypassing the three judicial departments.

At the beginning, he was just an inquiry room privately set up by the emperor in order to improve judicial efficiency.

There are edicts for trial, but no edicts for idleness.

But with the development of time, the Imperial Prison has gradually become a permanent institution. Without the emperor's imperial edict, Feiyuwei can fabricate evidence to arrest ministers and civilians at will. Those who refused to "confess" were tortured to death, and those who were willing to "confess" were executed at the execution ground.

As time went on, the Imperial Prison was separated from the emperor and became a tool for Quan Eunuch to carry out terror and deterrence.

Qin He went in with his face covered. He turned left and right and walked for a quarter of an hour. Then he obviously went underground and walked for a long time.

When the mask was lifted, the cremation hall had already arrived.

In front of Qin He is a huge stone gate.

Next to him were five cremators wearing coarse linen clothes like Qin He's, all of whom were conscripted.

"Boom..."

The stone door opened slowly, and inside was a deep corridor, like a tomb passage.

"Go in, someone will assign you jobs inside. If you want to get out alive, you have to be diligent in your hands and feet, your ears must be deaf, your eyes must be bright, and your mouth must be tight." Chang Wen said something, turned around and left. in a hurry.

The cremators looked at me, I looked at you, and finally looked deep into the corridor. There was a dark fire lamp hanging on the wall, and a fire was flickering at the end.

I walked in timidly, a little scared, but also a little curious.

Different from their apprehension, Qin He was much calmer.

Because Ambagu has been here, although the mottled corners of the wall have been cleaned, there are still black stains that cannot be completely covered up, which are dried blood.

Looking up, the top of the corridor is pitch black.

But Qin He knew that it was not the top, but the bottom of a boulder.

Once a critical situation occurs, this boulder will crash down and become an extremely thick stone gate, isolating the inside and outside of the cremation hall.

Ambakok would have been almost trapped inside, if he hadn't been so fast.

The end of the corridor was getting closer and closer, and the flames were getting brighter and brighter. Turning the corner, a river of flames came out of nowhere and passed under the crematoriums.

Unlike the cremation room outside, the cremation room here is not closed and locked. Strictly speaking, there is no door at all.

All the crematoriums are pasted with corpse amulets. More than 20 cremation officers are busy cleaning the corpse, sewing the corpse, carrying the corpse to the furnace, cleaning the hearth, and shoveling the ashes. The things they do are basically similar to the cremator. The only difference is that there is no need to blow air, and only the furnace cover under the cremator needs to be opened, and the fire will emerge from below.

Qin He recognized that it was ground fire.

The raging fire from the underground dragon veins is extremely masculine and strong, and it is an ideal fire source for incinerating murderous corpses.

In the middle of the cremation hall, there is also a palace lantern with seven pillars emitting a faint white light, slowly rotating.

This made Qin He's eyes light up slightly.

The soul lamp is the seventh among the nine dead bodies.

People have three souls and seven souls, the three souls govern the spirit, and the seven souls govern the body.

After death, the soul flies away, the soul goes to the underworld, and the soul dissipates in the world.

If the soul stays, it is a supernatural event, if the soul does not dissipate, it is a corpse change.

The soul lamp can capture the residual soul in the corpse, so as to achieve the effect of suppressing the corpse.

In the town of corpses, this is called an artifact.

Even though it is only ranked seventh, in fact it is the highest level object that can be made in the corpse suppressing industry, because the eighth corpse suppressing pill and the ninth life seal only exist in legends.

Even the skills of Qin He's Nine Weapons of Corpse Suppression did not record their detailed production methods.

There was a glint in Qin He's eyes.

Hope Qi Art.

During Setsuna, countless remnants lingered around the lamp, like moths to a flame, and the fuel of this lamp was remnants.

With the soul-removing lamp, there is no possibility of ordinary murderous corpses being raised.

Even if it is a dead body, it will be suppressed by the soul lamp and become slow in action.

Looking at the crematorium again, there is a lingering spirit of death and bad luck, which is even worse than that of the cremation in the east of the city. It is only clearer near the corpse-suppressing talisman and the soul-absorbing lamp.

Besides, there are people.

All cremators had a string of copper coins hanging on their bodies, and the copper coins gave off a yellow light, expeling death and bad luck a foot away from the whole body.

And for each of them, there are various faint lights on the shoulders and the top of the head.

That is a phenomenon that only people with special fate and luck will have.

There is no doubt that the "hardware" and people here are top-notch.

As expected of the Burning Corpse Hall under Feiyuwei's command.

At the same time, Qin He discovered again.

On the side of the crematorium, there was an extremely heavy iron door, and strands of extremely strong dead air were overflowing intermittently from inside, and merged into an inconspicuous clay pot in the corner.

The thread of death qi was as thin as a hair, hidden in the darkness, if Qin He hadn't possessed the night vision and qi watching skills at the same time, it would be impossible to find it.

There seems to be great danger hidden behind the heavy iron gate, and something is being planned.

In just a few breaths, Qin He got a rough idea of ​​the secrets of the crematorium through the qi-watching technique.

Withdrawing the Qi Watching Technique, everything returned to the original state, even the copper coins used by the burner officer to protect himself became plain and unpretentious.

"A bunch of idiots, after a busy day, they sent a few pickles and white linen paper to the grave, fooling ghosts!" A cremator with a face full of flesh and only one eye left fiercely threw the fire hook in his hand on the ground. on the ground.

Qin He could still feel the surprisingly strong evil spirit on his body even if he didn't use the prospect air technique.

He is the leader of this group of cremators, because the copper coins for the body of these cremators are about three or four, and only he has the most, a string of seven.

When strangers walk in the rivers and lakes, they often use some special symbols to represent their identities.

Such as the copper coins on the body of Taoist priests, and the dharma rings on monks' walking sticks.

These marks are all established by convention. If there is a transgression, Taoism and Buddha all over the world will attack it together.

It is very different from the world we came to. The Taoist priests and monks in this world are quite fierce. They fight monsters and ghosts, and their tempers are also explosive. If they disagree with each other, they will slash with their swords, but no one dares to pretend to be them to cheat.

In contrast, the composition of Jianghu knight-errants is the most chaotic, with both upper and lower ranks, and both mud and sand.

This is off topic.

Back to the cremator, the cremation party originated from Taoism. Although there are also hundreds of schools of thought behind it, it still follows the Taoist custom, and the amount of copper coins represents the rank of status.

"Wei Wu, distribute the seven unjust dead ghosts to them to practice first."

The one-eyed cremator gave another order, took off the dirty apron around his body, and threw it hard on the corpse cleansing platform.

The sudden loss of a group of cremation officers caused him a lot of losses. In the cremation room, there were already piles of corpses everywhere.

"Yes, Master."

A long-faced young man agreed, put down the bucket and shovel in his hand, and walked towards Qin He and the others. He looked at them first, and then said: "I will arrange your tasks in the next few days. I will do the same work as you in burning corpses." It’s almost the same, mainly responsible for some less fierce corpses, work hard, and there will be rewards after the task is completed for good performance.”

After speaking, he directly allocated a cremation room to each of the six Qin He, designated a corpse for practicing hands, and explained some precautions for igniting the fire, then left again, and finally dropped a sentence: "There is no door to the cremation room. You can run away after picking up the corpse, and someone will come and clean it up."

The six cremators looked at me again, and I looked at you, remembering Chang Baihu's warning in their hearts, they dared not speak, and walked towards the place where the corpses were designated by Wei Wu.

When the shroud was lifted, it turned out to be seven decapitated corpses.

Taking a closer look, his head was shaved and shiny, with only a few slender rat-tail-like braids left at the back. They were indeed the seven "Di Lu's master craftsmen" who were beheaded in Xishi during the day.