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

"That's right, what are you doing so hard, make yourself comfortable and not shabby." Qin He turned around with a smile on his face, persuading him.

"Don't ask too much, I will never tell you the core." The masked demon gritted his teeth.

"I know, I know, don't get excited, I'm not Feiyuwei, I didn't say I'm going to turn you upside down, it's a deal, you can bargain."

Qin He pulled the stool again, Shi Shiran sat down, and said with a smile: "Then let's start chatting."

"My first name, what's your name?"

"Feng Jingyu." Masked hesitated for a moment, and said with some reluctance.

"how to write?"

"The wind that blows the wind, the shock of the bird, the feather of the feather."

"Feng is a surname that is rare." Qin He inspected it slightly.

"Do you think I'm stupid enough to lie about this kind of thing?" Feng Jingyu said in a very aggressive tone.

"Okay, next one, did you forge that dwarf puppet?" Qin He was not annoyed, and continued.

"no."

"Taught by Bailian?"

Feng Jingyu's eyes flickered, he hesitated for a moment and said: "Yes, and no."

"How to say?" Qin He became interested.

"My Holy Cult is no longer one. The group of corpse refiners are nominally under the Holy Cult, but they are actually their own faction. I can only tell you so much."

"Very well, that's a great start."

Qin He smiled with satisfaction, and said: "Then, can I understand it this way, the information about the group of corpse refiners is not considered the core secret of the White Lotus Sect, at least not for your sect."

"You devil." Feng Jingyu's face changed, but he didn't refuse clearly.

"Welcome to hell, believe me, devils are often more trustworthy than gods." Qin He's smile became brighter.

"You ask." Feng Jingyu struggled for a moment, and chose to compromise.

"What is the origin of the group of people refining the corpse, and what is the purpose of refining the corpse?"

"Corpse Refining is a very ancient tradition, even older than the White Lotus Sect. The past is hard to tell. In the past hundred years or so, they have gradually formed a hall called Corpse Refining Gate, which is very mysterious."

"What is the purpose of refining the corpse?"

"Corpse puppets can be used to fight, earn money, and cultivate. They have many uses. It is said that some high-level corpse puppets are exactly like living people, lurking in the market."

"Are they all using living people to refine corpses?"

"Living corpse refining is only one type, there are many more."

"Where did the corpse puppets in your hands come from?"

"Purchased from the Corpse Refining Gate."

"What are they used for?"

"This is a core secret, I refuse to answer." Feng Jingyu stared.

"Okay, then I'll change another one. Where is the person who sold the corpse puppet to you?" Qin He narrowed his eyes.

"This is also a core secret, I can't..." Feng Jingyu said.

Qin He stood up and interrupted directly: "This is the last question about the White Lotus Sect, I must know."

Feng Jingyu's face immediately turned as if he had opened a dyeing workshop, and he said for a long time: "Only this time, this person's whereabouts are very secretive, I don't know where he is, I only know that he will open an altar to refine corpses every month on the night of the full moon. "

"Good."

Qin He nodded in satisfaction, and said, "Then the last question, what is the spell of your bag?"

As he spoke, Qin He took out a yellow cloth bag from his pocket.

...

After a while, Qin He walked out of torture chamber No. 10 satisfied.

Chang Wen and the others waited not far away, not daring to eavesdrop.

Qin He recruited him and said a few words, then left after playing with his authority and went to the cremation hall.

Pulling fingers to count, this charming corpse has been burned for more than ten days.

Although the longer the time, the better the reward, but thinking of this, Qin He couldn't help scratching his head, and wanted to know the progress.

The last time I saw Wei Wu flashing out the mace that had been stabbed into Mei's corpse, I think it should be soon.

At this time, a cremator happened to pass by, and Qin He caught him and questioned him. The situation was almost as expected, and the cremation took only a few days.

Therefore, Qin He's purpose of this trip was successfully achieved. After leaving Zhao Prison, he returned his clothes and returned to the crematorium.

When I first arrived at the crematorium, there was a person kneeling at the door.

At first glance, it turned out to be the old housekeeper of Liang Shijie's family, Laifu.

Ah!

There is no need to ask Qin He to know that it must be Liang Shijie's family that has suffered.

The corpse of God Liang who was burned last time only treated the symptoms, not the roots.

The harmful things lurking in the dark haven't been removed yet.

Sure enough, when Lai Fu saw Qin He coming back, he immediately got up and threw himself in front of Qin He, crying: "Master Qin, save my Liang family quickly, there are monsters in the Liang family, and they killed me in a few days." There are more than twenty people in the family, the Liang family has been ruined, the family is ruined!"

"More than twenty people died?"

Qin He was a little surprised, that thing was much more fierce than he expected.

Laifu nodded, grabbed Qin He's clothes and begged, "Master Qin, please help me and save my Liang family."

"There are so many mages, monks, and Taoist priests in the world who don't want to look for it, but you are looking for me, the cremator. It's wrong. Besides, wouldn't it be better for you to report this kind of thing to Feiyuwei?" Qin He asked strangely.

"Don't dare to lie to Master Qin, I did invite a few mages before, but they were useless. The monster was provoked even more fiercely. As for Feiyuwei, my master..."

"Not all the way, Donglin Party?"

Lai Fu hesitated for a moment, nodded, and said: "I also invite Master Qin..."

"Sorry, not interested."

Qin He's face darkened, he threw him away and entered the crematorium.

joke.

I have to go if you ask me?

I was unhappy last time, but I am not in the mood this time.

As for how many members of the Liang family died, two ultimate philosophical questions can be perfectly answered.

One is none of your business.

One is none of my business.

That's right, none of my business.

Laifu was stunned. Qin He's unwarranted refusal instantly shattered the hope that had just risen in his heart. He instinctively got up to stop Qin He, but was stopped by Yang Baitou who rushed out of the duty room. Yang Baitou raised his beard and said : "The place where soldiers and horses are important, idlers are not allowed to enter, if you dare to step in, believe it or not, you will be turned away and sent to soldiers and horses."

Yang Baitou was much more involved than Qin He in this matter. Last time Qin He managed to get a reward back, Yang Baitou got Liang Shijie's promise of "thank you very much", but in the end he didn't get any more, and he was so angry that he was half dead.

The old man looked amiable and aloof from the world, but he was actually careless.

Qin He didn't bother to care about the rest of the matter, and went straight back to the crematorium.

Seeing Qin He coming back, Dawangba stretched out his long neck from the bucket, and said, "Master, that man came again while you were away."

"Who?" Qin He was taken aback.

"It's the one who flipped through your things last time."

Qin He narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a little annoyed.

Your uncle, if there is a way to heaven, if you don’t go, you will go twice if there is no way to hell.

I didn't have time to clean you up two days ago, but I dare to come today.

Alright, I'll cook you decently tonight.