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

"when!"

At dawn, with the sound of a gong, the doors of the cremation room opened one after another.

The cremators walked out of the crematorium one after another and looked at No. 7.

There were no screams last night, and it is unknown whether Qin He is still alive.

Xu Changshou opened the door of Room No. 7 nervously, only to see Qin He lying on the ground, his neck shrunk in shock, and he thought so.

Just as he was about to announce that Room No. 7 was vacant, he saw Qin He's chest heaving and snoring happily.

not dead?

Xu Changshou hurriedly observed that there were only embers left in the hearth, the burnt corpse, and traces of shoveling ashes.

Looking up, there was a hole in the roof.

In the iron bucket next to it was half a bucket of fresh ashes, still steaming.

Xu Changshou was confused, the body should have been incinerated, but what happened to the hole?

Patting Qin He awake, Qin He was startled when he saw Xu Changshou.

"When did you fall asleep?" Xu Changshou asked.

Qin He was confused: "I don't know."

"The body was burned?"

"I do not know."

"How did the hole in the roof come about?"

"I do not know."

Xu Changshou: "..."

Qin He looked at the cremator, and then at the ashes in the barrel, with a look of disbelief: "Master, did you burn the body for the little one last night?"

Xu Changshou: "..."

After some questioning, Xu Changshou confirmed that a supernatural event had occurred in Room 7.

The damned Qin He didn't die, the murderous corpse that should have been thrown at people was cremated, and the cremated corpse was probably not Qin He.

What exactly happened can't be traced. Qin He didn't know when he asked, but he didn't know when he fell asleep until he was patted awake.

Xu Changshou didn't bother to pursue it anymore. Anyway, the body had already been incinerated, so this matter was considered a turning point.

Master Liu came after dawn, and saw the ashes in the bucket, his face was as white as lime, he dug in the bucket twice, and sat on the ground with a howl, crying more sadly than his dead parents.

All the cremators looked at it inexplicably, Mr. Zuo Shilang didn't cry when he delivered the corpse yesterday, why did he start crying today?

Master Liu slowed down, and under the guidance of Xu Changshou, he came down to room No. 7. When he saw the hole in the roof, his face was green and white and then red, and he staggered away as if he had opened a dyeing workshop.

The corners of Qin He's lips raised slightly, he just wanted to burn a few more corpses quietly, and he didn't want to be watched by the court officials.

The inexplicable attack on Liu Cang's transformed corpse, and the inexplicable appearance in the hole on the roof of the cremation room were enough to divert the eyes of Master Liu from himself.

Weighing the half catty of silver in his hand, Qin He grinned, saying that he can have a good meal today.

Usually, there are three meals for fifteen cents a day. If you want to be full, you can only eat steamed buns with mixed noodles, and the taste of birds has long since faded from your mouth.

Tang Ji Restaurant is the best restaurant near the crematorium. There are about ten tables on two floors.

Coarse sackcloth, smoky, strange thing is that the teeth are white, hehe Yile said to him: "The shopkeeper, just eat."

Tang Tiankui was a little confused about this guy's way. If you want to say that he is a beggar, he is dressed like that, but he doesn't look like him.

The Grand Canal is full of people from all walks of life, and there are a lot of people cheating for food and drink. He dare not greet everyone in it.

Besides, whoever goes to the restaurant early in the morning will get noon no matter what.

"There is silver."

Qin He was very kind, taking out the silver from his pocket and showing it to Tang Tiankui.

Tang Tiankui saw that the money was genuine, and immediately put on a smile and greeted Qin He inside: "What would you like to eat, sir?"

"What do you want, hurry up, I'm hungry." Qin He rubbed his belly.

I don't know how powerful eating immortals are, anyway, the side effects come out first, the kind of hunger, the kind that sticks to the back when hungry.

"Hey, guest officer, you came a little early today. I haven't started the fire in the back kitchen, but there is half a roast goose left in the back kitchen yesterday. How about I ask the cook to heat it up and serve it to you?"

When Qin He heard that the roast goose was so good, he ordered two more bowls of shredded pork noodles, fearing that he would not be able to eat enough.

Soon half a roast goose was on the table. This was Qin He's first meat meal in this world. The taste of the single round was incomparable to the time and space when he came here, but he couldn't hold back his hunger. Anything was delicious when he was hungry.

After eating half a roast goose with two bowls of noodles, Qin He found that he only felt a little bit in his stomach, and he was far from full.

"Shopkeeper, three more bowls of noodles." Qin He stretched out three fingers.

Finished three bowls.

Still not enough.

come again.

not enough.

come again.

not enough

again

...

Tang Tiankui and the waiter's waiter looked dumbfounded.

A stack of noodle bowls has been piled up in front of the table, more than twenty bowls.

Xiaoer looked shocked, "Shopkeeper, how can this person be so edible, won't he be stuffed to death?"

Tang Tiankui was also quite surprised, but he had more experience and knew some anecdotes and strange things. The man in front of him was definitely not an ordinary person.

Ordinary people have long been exhausted, and looking at him like this, it seems that it is not over yet.

"Go, let the back kitchen continue. If there is too much cooking, it will be our breakfast." Tang Tiankui ordered Xiao Er.

Xiao Er smiled happily. The guest officer ordered shredded pork noodles. He hadn’t served meaty noodles for several months, so he secretly asked the cook to order more meat.

After eating more than 60 bowls of noodles, Qin He finally received a reminder: You have fed your Wu Zang Temple, and your internal strength has increased for five years.

A sense of fullness of about seven or eight points replaced the previous hunger.

"Shopkeeper, pay the bill." Qin He put down his chopsticks.

It's not that I can't eat anymore, but I'm afraid that I don't have enough money.

I used up all 200 corpse nails last night, and I have to save some money to buy nails today.

After leaving Tang Ji Restaurant, Qin He looked at the remaining half taels of silver in his hand, feeling a little worried.

The appetite for Xiangong is too scary. I ate more than four taels of silver for a meal, and it was still pasta. What should I do in the future?

Even if it is replaced with zamian steamed buns, it will not last for two days.

And this is still seven to eighty percent full, Qin He instinctively felt that if he tried hard, he might be able to eat a whole cow.

But I was worried, and I had to continue to do things. I went to the blacksmith's shop and bought another two hundred nails.

When he returned to the crematorium, the mason was repairing the hole in the roof. Xu Changshou, the supervisor, was in a good mood and chatted with Qin He with a smile.

After the mason finished repairing the roof, Qin He rested in the crematorium for a day. After dark, he found that he was not hungry.

"when!"

The time had come, and with the sound of a gong, the doors of the crematoriums were closed and locked, and the day's work of the cremators began again.

In front of Qin He was the corpse of a woman, dressed in red, whose origin was unknown.