Weird Taoism: I became a god in a strange world

The life of the white soldiers in Tianlao is very boring and plain.

In addition to time, the health and life of the white soldiers are also lost every day.

But the white soldiers, who are hereditary, have lived like this for generations.

The white soldiers have developed a life of indifference and instant enjoyment.

Zhao Tou and his friends would gather together to play for money whenever they had no tasks.

But since Lin Hun got the "Longevity and Nourishing Gu Method", his life has regained vitality.

He puts on a dead person's makeup every day to cover up his body that is now as strong as an ox and a tiger.

After breakfast that day, Lin Hun brought a full set of corpse collection equipment and came to a gate of the white soldiers in Gui District and waited silently.

This gate is covered with array talismans.

It is the only passage connecting the white soldiers area and the black soldiers area of ​​Tianlao.

Tianlao is divided into white soldiers and black soldiers.

White soldiers deal with corpses.

Collect corpses, resist corpses, drive corpses, sew corpses, burn corpses...

Black soldiers deal with prisoners.

Interrogation, custody, food delivery, forced confession, torture...

The white soldiers and the black soldiers are clearly separated by this talisman door.

Today, I received a notice from the black soldiers that a black soldier died in the prison and the white soldiers need to collect the body.

It happened to be Lin Hun's turn to be on duty. He had finished his breakfast and waited here early.

This door can only be opened from the black soldier's side.

It shows that the black soldier has a much higher status than the white soldier.

About a cup of tea later.

"Squeak..."

The door was pushed open, revealing a jailer's head.

"Hey, you white soldier look unfamiliar. It shouldn't be long since you took over your father's job?"

This black soldier is only in his twenties and speaks in an old-fashioned manner.

"Yes. Please lead the way."

Lin Hun took out his walking stick and placed it horizontally in front of him.

"Oh, he's blind... blind. Hey, you said you were born in a white soldier family and your life is miserable enough, but you are blind."

"My name is Gu Tianfu. My mother has always said that I have a miserable life. I didn't expect to meet someone who has a more miserable life than me, Gu Tianfu, today."

"Let's go, follow me. Our 'Black Prison' holds many terrible beings. Don't walk around as a blind man, otherwise you can't blame me, Gu Tianfu, if you are torn to pieces by those strong men."

The black soldiers in the prison call the area they manage "Black Prison".

Maybe it's to distinguish it from the area of ​​the white soldiers.

Gu Tianfu kept talking about this, and bent down to pick up the front end of Lin Hun's cane.

He held the cane and led Lin Hun forward.

He is a warm-hearted guy.

Lin Hun let Gu Tianfu hold the cane and lead him in front.

Every step he took, a footprint began to light up in the memory palace in his mind.

Slowly forming a passage to the "Black Prison" of the Heavenly Prison.

Gu Tianfu led Lin Hun for a while and came to a cell.

He stopped far away, covered his nose and stopped moving forward.

"Brother Gu, are we there?"

Now that Lin Hun has reached the middle stage of the warrior realm, his sense of smell has also been greatly improved.

He had already smelled the familiar stench of corpses of the white soldiers.

Death in the Black Prison is the most common thing, and this is not surprising.

"Hey, we're here, we're here. Go forward ten steps and turn left. There are body parts in that cell that you need to deal with."

"Hey, my mother has always said that I have a miserable life since I was a child. It's okay to be a hereditary black soldier, but today I have such a job."

Gu Tianfu muttered.

Lin Hun followed his words and walked forward ten steps and turned left.

Touching the door of the cell, the stench of corpses became stronger.

He changed into the white soldier's work clothes and lit three incense sticks in the southeast corner of the cell.

"Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt has its creditor. I have no choice but to make a living!

Touch your body! Don't blame me! God bless you! May you ascend to heaven soon!"

Then he lowered his head and started working.

He tried to pretend that he was moving slowly and fumbling around.

In fact, he had already opened his "Night Owl" eyes the moment he stepped into the cell where the accident happened.

It was like daylight in the darkness.

The cell where the accident happened was dark, and no one dared to light a lamp.

Lin Hun's "Night Owl" eyes gradually became clear.

He deliberately lowered his head so that no one could see his eyes.

His eyes gradually became able to see things.

Corpses all over the floor.

The floor and walls of the cell were covered with splattered blood.

Bone fragments, body fragments, and broken skin were scattered all over the floor.

A piece of clothing was under his feet.

The uniform of the black soldier.

It looked like it was directly torn apart by some strange force.

Was the dead black soldier torn to pieces alive by the prisoners in this cell?

That should be the case.

Lin Hun pretended to grope on the ground and pieced together the pieces of the body.

Sewing the body.

It is also a job of the white soldiers in the Tianlao prison of Zhenguisi.

Why is this white soldier hereditary?

One is for loyalty and reliability.

The other is because the white soldiers need to collect corpses and sew them.The skills of collecting corpses and corpses are all inherited from the family.

So Lin Hun looked very professional in collecting the corpses at this moment.

"Master Wei, why are you here?"

Gu Tianfu was startled by the sound of footsteps and turned to look.

A middle-aged man with a strong back, tall stature and a stern face walked over with a dragon-like step.

Unlike the generally pale and bloodless faces of the jailers.

This master has a ruddy face and strong vitality.

He glanced at Gu Tianfu lightly and said "hmm".

The latter bowed respectfully.

Master Wei is the "Recordant" of the Black Prison, second only to the Supervisor.

The Supervisor does not manage the daily affairs of the Black Prison on weekdays.

The Recorder is fully responsible for management.

So this Master Wei has a very high status in the Black Prison.

Gu Tianfu did not expect him to appear here.

Lord Wei said nothing, and quietly watched Lin Hun who was collecting the corpse ten steps away.

"Brother Baizu, what can we analyze from this body?"

Lord Wei suddenly asked.

Lin Hun's organization belongs to Baizu, and Lord Wei of the Black Prison has no control over him.

So Lord Wei was quite polite.

"Reporting to Lord Wei, the body was broken into 28 pieces. Judging from the tearing of the skin and fascia, it should have been torn to pieces by some kind of great force."

Lin Hun answered truthfully.

Of course, he hid the blood splattered on the cell wall that he could see.

"This person is a black soldier in my Black Prison. When delivering food, he was bewitched by the murderer to open the chain and was torn to pieces by the murderer on the spot."

"Although it is forbidden, we are comrades. Brother Baizu, please try to be careful when sewing the body so that the comrades can be complete?"

Lord Wei said slowly.

Gu Tianfu behind him was slightly stunned.

The high and mighty Lord Wei actually came to the scene for a black soldier who was killed for breaking the law.

He even asked the white soldier to treat the body well.

Lin Hun collected all the body parts at this moment and took out a set of tools for sewing the body from the cloth bag he carried with him.

There were a total of 108 special needles of different sizes.

There were a total of nine rolls of special threads, thick and thin.

There were also more than a dozen bottles and jars of special ointments.

All of the above were refined by the Zhengui Division and distributed to the white soldiers.

He did not stop working and replied:

"Please rest assured, Lord Wei, this is the job of the white soldiers."

"Although the white soldiers and black soldiers belong to different groups, they all belong to the Zhengui Division and are comrades."

"We will do our best to bury this brother intact."

He said in a low voice, but full of confidence.

Lord Wei nodded secretly and watched Lin Hun sew the body.

Lin Hun first took out a large needle, which was called a "bone-breaking needle".

He skillfully put on a thicker special thread and sewed up the broken bones with the bone-breaking needle.

Because it was made by the Zhengui Division with special materials and techniques.

The bone-breaking needle can easily penetrate the hard skull, leg bones, etc., and sew up the broken body.

The thread is transparent and cannot be seen after it penetrates the body.

After the large bones were spliced, the originally broken body can now be seen as a "human".

But because the face and skin were severely damaged, the original appearance could not be seen.

Next, it is necessary to change to a slightly thinner needle, called a "tendon-piercing needle".

As the name suggests, this needle and thread sew up the fascia, internal organs, and outer skin one by one.

One stitch and one thread.

The magic appears.

Slowly, it has the appearance of a human.

Lin Hun's hands are very steady, and he works neither hurriedly nor slowly.

Strive to restore the body of this black pawn to the highest level.