The strongest mortician

There was a person lying in the hole, the edges of his tattered clothes were scorched black, and the blood was mottled. The outline of the white high-level cassock could be vaguely seen.

The man closed his eyes tightly, his face was exquisite and elegant, and the silver mask had long since disappeared.

A slender finger suddenly stretched out from the side, breathing proficiently.

I'm not angry...

Don't be mad!

Excellent burial practice materials.Shen Shen's eyes wandered, and he secretly said that he was guilty.

He bowed to the "dead" in a proper manner, raised his head, and the dimples on his face were filled with sweet wine.He buried practitioners for the first time.

Brother, there is a thread leading in the pit, meeting is fate.I don't know what Xiongtai liked and disliked during his lifetime, and the conditions are simple, forgive me, forgive me.

As Shen Shen spoke, he glanced at the sword that fell beside the "dead man" and was scorched black by lightning.Let this sword be a funeral object.

Rolling up his sleeves, Shen Shen took out the potion from his body and cleaned up the blood and dust on the "dead".Then I took out the wooden comb to comb the hair of the people in the pit, cleaned it carefully, and then applied a layer of antiseptic oil.

The full picture of the people in the pit was finally revealed.Crow-black soft and shiny hair, sharp and handsome eyebrows, a straight nose, thin and moist lips.The perfect facial features of the golden ratio, except for the chief culprit who caused him to cross the "Patriarch of the Bai Family", this is the first time Shen Shen has encountered in the practice world.

After singing the Requiem and confirming that it is correct.Shen Shen covered the sand, and there was a lonely grave in the barren desert.

Pack up and pack up, it's time to move on.

"Swish—swish—"

Shen Shen hesitated in the steps he had already taken.

"Swish—swish—"

Shen Shen suddenly turned around.

A scorched black sword followed behind him, half a foot away.It almost stuck on his back.Looking again, the small sand dune that had been buried had been cut off in half, and the upper half of the "dead" was exposed to the scorching sun.

This sword has actually given birth to a sword spirit.

That's a little tricky.The young man put his slender fingers against the tip of his nose, thought about it for half a second, and decided to act with emotion and reason.He waved at Heibuliuqiu's sword.Coax the children.

good boy.

The scorched black sword body trembled, hesitating, and took a step forward.

Little boy, your master has left and will not come back.I have buried him, and he will go to reincarnation smoothly.Be obediently by your master's side, don't destroy your master's tomb, you know?

Shen Shen put the little black sword back into the grave and covered it with sand.Nodding his head down through the sand with his fingers.

Be good.Um?

Calm and calm.

Satisfied and turned around, just took a step.

"Sand--sand!"

Shen Shen turned his head, half of the place that had just been buried was cut off again, half of the "dead man" was exposed, and the small black sword stood behind him, less than half a foot away.

……

Baby boy, this is not right.The black sword swayed from side to side, and Shen Shen actually understood its meaning.

I don't I don't.

bad boy!

Shen Shen bent down and tied the sword around the waist of the deceased.In close contact, the skin on the face of the "dead" is as smooth as jade, and the eyes are so beautiful with tightly closed eyes.What a pity.

Just as she was about to get up, her wrist was firmly grasped, she was taken aback for a moment, and met a pair of eyes as bright as cold stars.

Shen Shen was stunned for three seconds this time.Slightly surprised.

Is this... a fraudulent corpse?

The "corpse" held him tightly.With a stern face without any extra expression, he just stared at Shen Shen so closely.

The thin lips parted slightly, and the words she spoke had a cold feeling mixed with icicles.

"Dad, I'm hungry."