The strongest mortician

I'm very hungry, I haven't eaten anything decent for three days in a row, and the jingling water in my stomach can't resist the burning sensation of hunger in my stomach.Today, I can finally have a full meal.Fan Ruichuan was so hungry that his hands and feet were weak, and he thought a little excitedly.

The General's Mansion opens every month on 25th to help the poor. The thick, soft and rotten fragrant white porridge and the steamed white and fat big white steamed buns are handed out to everyone. It's not that kind of pretending The porridge of a rich businessman who shows his benevolence and justice can be compared.

He lined up at the door before dawn in the morning. The door was empty, and the lanterns were still burning with candles. The mighty stone lions guarding the door were a bit terrifying in the bright sky.Fan Ruichuan was not afraid at all, he dragged his limp body to lean on the stone lion, squinting his eyes for a nap.The first one is an absolutely strong guarantee that can't be said. When there are more people, there is still a tough battle to fight.

I wanted to take advantage of the time before the door was opened to rest and relax. I closed my eyes, but my mind was extraordinarily clear, and I even started some rambling thoughts.Fan Ruichuan didn't have this name before. His name was Fan Si'er. His father was a gambler and alcoholic. He would beat people when he drank.His father was furious, but luckily it was verified on the spot that Fan Si'er was his seed, otherwise he might have been beaten to death as a punching bag.

It's even more careless to choose a name, Fan Si'er, if he commits a crime, he can't wait for him to commit something and die without seeing it.

On his 16th birthday, his father was drunk, so he picked up a table and stool and beat him when he was in the mood. Adults had two tables and stools with thick palms, and beat him desperately.He felt that he was going to be killed.So, he resisted. The drunken man looked fierce, but in fact he had no resistance at all. He killed people easily.

Killing people, or killing his father, Fan Si'er was very calm.

There is also a sense of relief that this day has finally come.He calmly cleaned up the scene, wiped off the blood on the ground, changed out the bloody clothes, and took the time to clean up the "property" hidden in the cracks in the wall in the study, which was actually dozens of copper coins.While leaving, ghosts and ghosts went to the room of his mother who had never met.

The room was locked, and the old and decayed brass lock opened at the touch of a touch.The desktops and cabinets are full of dust, and the walls are full of cobwebs. No one has stepped in for more than ten years.Fan Ruichuan searched and found a small silver longevity lock in her mother's dowry, with two characters engraved on it, which Fan Si'er didn't recognize.Putting it into the baggage with the idea that it is worth a few dollars.

Packing and tidying up, a small package can go easily.Fan Si'er was about to run away.

Before going out, Fan Si'er passed by the dead ghost father's corpse, she didn't feel the slightest guilt or panic, she squatted down after thinking for a while, and manipulated the corpse into what he wanted.Then he stared at the big hole in his dad's head.Not very satisfied.

"Ah, it's a bit heavy, the wound doesn't look good."

Later, the wanted criminal was illiterate and could only wander as a beggar.

The dozens of copper coins were quickly spent, and when he finally pawned the Longevity Lock, he heard the owner of the pawnshop read the words on the Longevity Lock.

Rui Chuan.

It sounds very cultured and nice, and Fan Si'er likes it.Maybe it was taken by the teacher who eloped with his mother.

The longevity lock was exchanged for two taels of silver.

From then on, his name changed from Fan Si'er to Fan Ruichuan.

His thoughts floated back from the depths of his memory, and Fan Ruichuan began to stare at the ground under the stone lion's feet in a daze again.I don't have any special feelings about the General's Mansion. Even if I have eaten so many relief food from other people's homes, I will not starve to death by relying on this relief every month.I was grateful to Dade when I received the porridge, but I didn't take it seriously in my heart.

The general's mansion is the canteen.

Today was also the first to grab the steamed buns and finish the porridge. Fan Si'er burped and felt that the "canteen" was as full as ever.

Before meeting him, Fan Ruichuan only came to the General's Mansion for the sole purpose of eating.

After seeing him, his purpose was still only one, but it changed from eating to meeting him.

The day I first saw him, it was snowing lightly.The weather is very cold, and the cold wind blowing in the frontier city is like a blunt knife cutting through flesh.People seldom go out in such weather, but that day was abnormal.

Festive red lanterns were hung under the eaves of every household, and people wore newly-made quilted jackets, carrying the best food and supplies from each family in their hands.From the warm indoors to the cold outdoors, the bright smiles on their faces seem to dispel the biting cold wind.

Fan Ruichuan was wearing a thin spring shirt with patches, and his sleeves were seven points too short.Hands tucked in the sleeve holes, hunched over and shivering in the cold wind, said auspicious words to people.

"The general is mighty."

"The general must win."

"A general is invincible in a hundred battles."

People are also extraordinarily generous, even the most stingy vegetable seller on weekdays laughed and lost her teeth, and stuffed him with a roasted sweet potato from the dustpan.

Fan Ruichuan gobbled it up, stuffing the food he got into his mouth with all his might, and the beggars around him stared at him. After eating this meal, there might not be another meal.

On the tower in the distance, the horn of victory suddenly came.After three consecutive beeps.

The city gate with a height of four or five people was opened, and smoke and dust fell from the huge wooden door. A pair of cavalrymen were neatly formed, with extraordinary momentum, and their thick armor shone coldly in the sun.

One person takes the lead.Claret horses, red-tasseled spears, young generals with red lips and white teeth, full of heroic spirit.

Baked sweet potatoes fell to the ground.It was picked up and eaten by other beggars.

Fan Ruichuan's mouth was stained with sweet potato scum, his mind became a paste, and there was only one figure in the depths of his pupils.

He knew he was done.

He wants to be close to him, wants to know him, wants to know everything about him.To be a useful person, to be a useful person to General Bai Yi, became Fan Ruichuan's obsession at that time.

Fan Ruichuan is illiterate, so he can't be a counselor; his physique is not as good as ordinary soldiers, so he can't be an officer.After much deliberation, Fan Ruichuan became an embalmer.

He traveled with the army during the war, and lived in the alley behind the general's mansion like other embalmers when he was off.

Fan Ruichuan's brain was active, and he was amazingly talented in encoffining, and he quickly stood out.After one person buried hundreds of corpses at a time, Bai Yi met him.

It was the first time he met Bai Yi face to face, and he was so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands.

When asked what reward he wanted, he blurted out the courage out of nowhere.

"I want you."

Everyone was silent for a while, and burst out laughing.Bai Yi was also amused by him, and laughed along with him, his smile was more dazzling than the sunshine outside the window.No one took a 17-year-old seriously.

Two years is enough to mature a young man.People will die in war, and the people around Bai Yi are constantly changing. Fan Ruichuan is like a shadow, standing beside Bai Yi all the time. He defends Bai Yi from the enemy's bullets and assassin's surprise attack.The relationship between the two is also getting closer and closer between life and death.Fan Ruichuan's eyes on Bai Yi were so hot that he couldn't hide it. The nervous General Bai didn't notice it. He likes to pounce from behind every day, hugging people's necks and shouting desperately.

"Drinking flower wine, brother?"

Although I know that this person has a heart but no guts.Fan Ruichuan would still be unhappy, when will this person get enlightened.

It's a pity that I was injured and couldn't go out with the army. When the general returns from this expedition, I will tell him my heart.Fan Ruichang thought so.

Bai Yi never came back.

Yicheng was broken, and the iron hooves of the Rong people broke through the gate of the border city. People cried and cursed, calling his general a deserter, saying that he would die a bad life.The person who said this did not see the sun the next day. When he put down the knife, Fan Ruichuan was thinking, this time he is not here, his general is alone in the desert, will he be afraid?

In the 30th year of Daye, Fan Ruichuan infiltrated the Rong people; in the same year, the leader of the Rong people died, and the first living corpse was born.

In the 31st year of Daye, the Rong people were in civil strife and fighting broke out everywhere.

In the 32nd year of Daye, Fan Ruichuan cooperated with the monarch of Daye's new dynasty inside and outside, and the Rong people were destroyed.

In the 33rd year of Daye, Fan Ruichuan found Bai Yi's dead bones in the yellow sand.

Kissing the dry bones, a crazy idea took shape in his mind.

In the fifth year of Daye 330, Fan Ruichuan met his general again.He was so excited that he was at a loss like a child, but he was quickly doused with cold water. His general, the treasure he held in his palm, was contracted to become Di's living corpse belonging to others.

He hates it, he is not reconciled.

The more Bai Yi loathes and rejects him, the more crazy Fan Ruichuan is. He has nothing to lose.

He did a lot of wrong things and pushed his generals farther and farther away, but he also managed to keep people at his side, and they raised chickens and fed fish and lived the ideal life.

Until his general questioned him crying, his expression was so guilty and sad that Fan Ruichuan's heart hurt when he saw it.

He put his arms around people and told his general: "Don't be afraid, I will take care of it."

Fan Ruichuan was smiling when he gave his life to Bai Dianlin.Bai Dianlin's injuries sustained during the siege of the Beast Sect had not been treated for a long time, and he was holding his last breath.The method of exchanging lives was originally prepared for his generals. If there was no Shen Shen contract with Bai Yi, Fan Ruichuan planned to exchange most of his own life for Bai Yi.

Now in the process of fighting against the Beast Sect, Fan Ruichuan's vitality was seriously injured, and this time it was really a life for a life.

When the confusion was about to dissipate, Fan Ruichuan heard his general holding him tightly and weeping bitterly. They were all living corpses who couldn't shed tears, and what flowed out of Bai Yi's eyes was black and red blood.

He wanted to tell him, stop crying.

I wanted to wipe away the red stains on his cheeks.

But the eyelids became heavier, and the hand that was raised in mid-air fell weakly.

May the rest of your life be safe and happy every day.

General, I love you.