On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Qin Kun returned to Linjiang.

In the room, Qin Kun considered the skills for a few days and finally finalized them.

'The Autopsy'

Introduction: Broken tendons and broken veins, punctured points and dissolved corpses

'Burst'

Introduction: Yin and yang, can be compressed and triggered, shocking and intimidating

Two skills, 6000 merits, not much, the key is better than other skills, it may be easier to cultivate.

Qin Kun, who has cultivation experience, is no longer the hairy boy he used to be, the autopsy hand, obviously wants to make a breakthrough on the corpse, of course, it may also be the flesh, but it is a little bloody.

Explosion, read the introduction, you know that it is to stimulate yin and yang in the body, and it should be a Taoist technique that promotes yin and yang.

'Ding! Congratulations to the host for learning to dismantle the autopsy! ’

'Ding! Congratulations to the host for learning to blow up! ’

In an uproar, a pile of metal objects fell on the table, Qin Kun picked it up and looked at it, and found that it was an iron finger cover.

The claw-like finger covers, the back is rounded, the front blade is as sharp, and the five finger gloves, Qin Kun wears them on his fingers, and it feels very awkward.

The apple on the table was pinched up by the iron claw, and suddenly with force, the apple was cut into a pile of pieces, Qin Kun looked at his fingers, this thing is quite sharp, not to mention the autopsy, it feels like processing wood.

As for the explosion, Qin Kun's mind turned, and his other hand was held in the void, and he suddenly felt that the spiritual energy in his body was converging in the palm of his hand, and a stream of hot qi was separated and poured into his palm.

"My day! Scald! ”

In the spiritual power, the moment the yang energy was decomposed, the palm of his hand burned like grasping a piece of old iron, Qin Kun rubbed his palm, not knowing what the situation was.

Try Yin Qi again.

The aura converged in the palm of his hand again, and as soon as an extremely cold air appeared, his hand became cold and numb, Qin Kun hurriedly stopped, the temperature of his hand was no different from the corpses touched in the morgue.

After two attempts, Qin Kun couldn't grasp the essentials, but he was amazed that after the separation of yin and yang, the temperature difference was so huge.

It seems that there will be a lot of trying to get the gist of it.

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On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, at half past 12 p.m.

Qin Kun drove the locomotive, carried two bottles of wine and cold dishes, and drove to the funeral home, ready to find Tuwa to drink two glasses.

Every year, there are people on duty at the funeral home, and this year it is Tuwa.

During the New Year, the mortality rate is very high, and many old people survive the New Year, and after meeting the wish to get together for the New Year, they will pass away, which can actually be regarded as one of the joys and sorrows. Because there are more pitiful, some old people left before they could survive the New Year. In contrast, the former left more peacefully.

In the funeral parlor in Linjiang City, the cremation building is not open at night, which is a custom, so the entire funeral parlor compound, only the office building, and the ice coffin hall is lit up.

The corridor of the office building was empty, only the sound of Qin Kun's footsteps echoing, and at the corner of the stairs going upstairs, he would always inadvertently see some phantoms squatting there, greedily looking at the wine and food in Qin Kun's hands.

On the 4th floor, Qin Kun stood at the top of the stairs and said behind him: "Don't follow, this is not a place for you to wander, you have to enjoy the incense, there is it in the Ice Coffin Hall." ”

Several phantoms looked at each other in surprise, hesitated for a moment, and walked down.

Qin Kun shouted Tuwa's name, walked into the office, a charcoal-like ghost was playing with a computer, with a brazier under his feet, and turned his head when he heard the words: "Qin Dishi is here?" My master has gone to the Ice Coffin Hall. ”

Behind Qin Kun, Niu Meng and Skinning jumped out, and enthusiastically punched the sacrificial furnace ghosts: "How is the New Year?" And what about the black? ”

The sacrificial furnace ghost beckoned: "Brother Niu, peel the skin, sit down quickly, Xu Daozi's black and white impermanence is just right, add you two after this fight!" ”

Qin Kun glanced at this group of rabble, and knew that playing games had no pursuit at all.

A few lively ghosts were left here, and Qin Kun went to the Ice Coffin Hall to find Han Yao.

For the Chinese New Year, the temperature in Linjiang City is already low, and the ice coffin hall is several degrees lower, Qin Kun used to read an article when he was at work, for ordinary people, people are in too low temperatures, in fact, it is very easy to hallucinate, because the cruel environment will make people lose the desire to survive, and the body will open the self-protection mechanism, which will fill people's minds with some beautiful things.

And in this kind of lifeless ghost building, it is basically a place where people don't even have time to hallucinate.

An old woman kicks away the paper figures who want to catch her, a child is playing with a ball and a paper figure, and a sissy is painting red nails to the paper figures.

In short, the ice coffin hall for the New Year is more lively than the funeral home.

These ghosts buried in Xishan Cemetery were burned by their families to worship, all of them were wealthy, and there were also people who gathered to gamble, the corners of Qin Kun's mouth twitched, and he felt that their days had become more and more moisturized over the years.

"Master Qin is a good ......"

"Master Qin is here?"

"It's been a long time, Master Qin...... What have you been busy with lately? ”

"Master Qin, would you like to eat something?"

Some of the dead ghosts who Qin Kun had helped to bury in the past were greeting Qin Kun with shy faces, and Qin Kun responded one by one, causing some new faces to be surprised, and they all asked where this young man was sacred.

Tuwa stitched together a corpse in the sewing room, apparently having jumped to her death, her face distorted due to the collapse of the bones, and she had to cut an opening from the bottom of her neck and stuff it with filling.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Han Yao turned around and found that it was Qin Kun who came.

"Brother Kun? There are also drinks and food...... Rare guest......"

Han Yao grinned, smiled innocently, and stuffed the filler into the deceased's body, and his face could finally be seen.

"For the New Year, I knew that you were on duty at night, so I came to take a look. Have you been working hard lately? ”

Qin Kun walked into the disinfection room, lit three incense sticks on the incense burner, and chatted with Tuwa while eating cold dishes.

"It's okay, Curator Wang brought two disciples out and helped a lot. After Lao Qu's death, he was a little disheartened and recommended me to be in charge of the funeral home. ”

Uncle Qu's death has always been Curator Wang's heart disease. Lao Wang is 60 this year, the old man is dead, and the wedding for his son Wang Yaya a year ago is not called a person on the road of life and death, and the retreat is obvious, and he has reached the age of retirement.

"Two new arrivals? Where is it? ”

"Xiao Zhou, Xiao Guo, come here. Meet Qin Dishi. ”

In the sewing room next to it, two young men walked out.

The face is very young, jerky, and even a little cowardly.

"Huangquan Tianfu is nine folds, and nine mountains and nine rivers are the same in the world...... Linjiang, Zhou is not easy. ”

"Huangquan Tianfu is nine folds, and nine mountains and nine rivers are the same in the world...... Linjiang, Guo is different. ”

Less than twenty years old, dressed like the apprentices hired by the funeral home, the two took off their gloves, knocked their palms into the shape of a ghost's head, and saluted Qin Kun.

Zhou Buyi had two big eyes, looking younger than Guo Wei, and grinned: "Master Qin? I've heard Master mention you many times......"

Guo Wei nodded vigorously: "I've heard it too." Master said that you are the backer of our funeral home. ”

Qin Ye?

This title is too much of a river.

Qin Kun smiled helplessly: "Lao Wang, are you going to send you to me?" Okay, if there is a long-sighted person who provokes you in the future, I will support you. ”

The two of them are happy, and it is enough to have this promise.

Tuwa opened his mouth and said: "The guests of Xudu Gate are divided into martial artists and Wenmenke, and Zhou Buyi is the personal inheritance of Director Wang, and he is a Wenmen guest. Guo Wei took the path of Uncle Qu, that is, a martial artist, and Director Wang asked you to point out Guo Wei. ”

At that time, Yang Shen passed this trick to Qu Chengyang, which was also to add a little more self-protection power to the martial arts guests, since there was a inheritance, Qin Kun would not cherish himself with a broom, and nodded.

"Okay, look at Xiao Guo's figure is not bad, I'm not a good teacher, but I will, and I won't hide it."

Zhou Buyi was overjoyed, elbowed his partner, Guo Wei scratched his head and smiled: "Thank you, Qin Ye!" ”