Immortality: I can absorb the memories of the dead

After three rounds of drinking, Zhou Yi, who was slightly tipsy, threw down two coins and stood up and walked towards the prison.

On the way, he could clearly feel that something seemed to be staring at him from behind. Until he entered the prison, several beggars changed their faces and immediately turned into birds and beasts and scattered.

"It seems that this world is more dangerous than I thought."

Fortunately, he was a coroner in the prison, and the prison provided food and accommodation. As long as he could survive, he didn't have to worry about safety issues.

Zhou Yi returned to the room, drunkenness surged in his heart, and he fell asleep.

In the dream, ten thousand years later, he became the supreme emperor of heaven, commanding hundreds of millions of heavenly soldiers, and the peerless empress knelt in front of him and put up her hair.

"Hey, hey, don't, don't, it's not appropriate. Sister, you can't do this"

"Zhou Yi, wake up, wake up."

When Zhou Yi was dreaming, he was awakened by someone. He opened his eyes and saw a face full of beards and a mouth full of yellow teeth, which almost frightened him to death.

Zhou Yi rubbed his sleepy eyes and said in a daze:

"Brother Wen, I have finished my duty today."

"What do you mean today? You really drank too much, it's the second day."

"Hiss~!"

Zhou Yi couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. He didn't dare to drink too much. He came back yesterday at noon and slept for half a day and a whole night! It's probably because he just came through, and his soul is still a little tired.

"Hurry up, Ma Jailu asked you to do an autopsy."

"Another dead person?"

"Lao Hu was drunk last night and locked up the thugs of the two gangs together. My goodness, no one was breathing early in the morning. Ma Jailu and Tian Jail Cheng are there."

"I'll go right over."

Zhou Yi quickly put on his cloth shoes and followed him to the inside of the prison.

From a distance, he saw the prison keeper with his hands behind his back and the prison keeper with his hands on his chest, talking about something face to face against the prison door. Inside the cell, there were several pieces of white cloth.

The prison chief is named Tian Wenjing. It is said that he is a failed scholar. He was appreciated by the warden and was appointed as the chief of Tianlao.

The prison head is named Ma Guocheng. It is said that he and the warden survived the sword and gun, and even blocked the sword for the warden.

The two are one literary and one martial, and they are known as the two great dragons and phoenixes under the seat of the warden of Kyoto!

The jailer Lao Hu, who was standing by, was hunched over, with a pale face and trembling, saying:

"Ma Laotou, Tian Laocheng, please save me, I will never drink again."

"If we save you, who will save us? There are people behind the Giant Whale Gang and the Tiger Gang. The Duke of Qing and the Ministry of Personnel sent people to talk to the warden early in the morning and want to investigate this matter strictly. You should prepare for your funeral."

Lao Hu looked desperate.

"Tian Laocheng, Ma Laotou."

Zhou Yi came up and bowed.

The two nodded and immediately said:

"Do an autopsy immediately and register it."

"Yes."

Zhou Yi nodded and walked into the cell quickly with a pen and paper.

He lifted the first piece of white cloth, and there was a burly man underneath. His head was beaten into a pig's head, and his eyeballs were eroded. It was very scary.

I used to hear that gangsters don't care about their lives, but I didn't know how scary it was until I saw it with my own eyes.

He put his hand on the other person, and the voice sounded again in his mind.

[Detected the residual memory of the deceased, do you want to absorb it? ]

Zhou Yi absorbed it directly.

[You bastard from the Tiger Gang, you agreed to act, but you are so cruel, take my punch! ]

[It's over, it's over, I'm going to die, I can't go to Xinghualou anymore, the new Xiaohong is very smooth and has a nice voice, I just tasted it once. ]

After searching his memory, Zhou Yi looked indifferent.

After what happened yesterday, he was no longer surprised by these things.

I don’t know if it’s because there are no technological products and entertainment in this world, but most of the thoughts of most men before they die are related to women.

No wonder the previous generation in the previous life gave birth to a group of people.

He put down the white cloth, took out a pen and paper to write it down, and came to another person to take a look. This person also died from an arrow wound. Zhou Yi touched the other person’s body, and a few more memories appeared in his mind.

[Haha, I have syphilis, I spit on that guy, and the poisonous blood will enter his mouth, and he will be infected with syphilis sooner or later! ]

Zhou Yi’s face changed suddenly.

“Fuck you!”

He wiped his hands hard on the grass, and when he touched the corpse again, he only touched it lightly with his fingers.

[You bastards of the Giant Whale Gang, I’m going to fight you! Black Dragon Eighteen Hands! Eye-piercing style, stomping style, and cutting off the offspring style]

‘Black Dragon Eighteen Hands, is it a martial art? ’

Zhou Yi secretly remembered it in his heart and continued to observe.

The injuries of the remaining few people were also similar, but their memories were different.

[The gang gave me ten taels of silver to go to jail for the young master. I will bury him under the willow tree outside the Tianlao first. When I get out, I can go out to drink wine. ]

[The innkeeper's wife's throwing stones are bigger than my butt. I would have touched it last night even if I had known that I would have risked my life to touch it. ]

Soon, Zhou Yi wrote down all the autopsy features and corpse memories, and came to the two of them. Lao Hu had been taken away.

"Tian Laocheng, Ma Laotou, this is the file, please take a look."

Tian Wenjing took the file written by Zhou Yi.

"No need to take a look. I still trust your level."

"Thank you, Laocheng. If there is nothing else, I will go back first."

"Go back."

"Yes."

Zhou Yi walked out while carefully recalling the memory just now, and soon he got a skill - Black Dragon Eighteen Hands!

He couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

"Finally got the skill. From now on, let the world feel the pain!"

When he came outside under the willow tree and dug out ten taels of silver, Zhou Yi quickly went back to learn martial arts.

One month later, in my own room.

Zhou Yi finished his work, exhaled a breath, looked at the masterpiece in front of him with a smile, and nodded with satisfaction.

The eyes, throat, chest, crotch, feet, knees and other weak points of the straw man in front of him have all been torn to pieces.

If it were another person, I'm afraid it would be terrible.

"The Eighteen Black Dragon Hands are really powerful. They specialize in the vital parts of the human body. They are simple and crude and can cause death without repercussions. They are really necessary for traveling around the world and killing people."

However, he also discovered that there seemed to be an invisible gas in his body, like a long snake, flowing with the blood in his meridians.

"I heard that people who practice martial arts can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into their bodies to form true energy, wash away the physical body, and use this to improve their personal strength?"

Zhou Yi shook his head. He still knew too little about martial arts.

My predecessor wanted to go to a martial arts school to learn from a master, but was suppressed by the rules of this world and couldn't hold my head up.

How can you be a teacher for a day and be a father for life? How can you be rude and not come to visit during the holidays? How can you study for three years and work for seven years and still have to pay tuition.

These problems directly cut off my predecessor's path to learning martial arts, so he didn't know much about martial arts.

"It seems that I should find someone to learn about martial arts."

"Zhou Yi, the canteen is open for dinner. If you go late, you won't get anything to eat."

The jailer's shout came from outside the door.

"Coming."

Zhou Yi said hello, put on his coat, and went to the dining hall to eat with everyone.