Wangqi Division, a study room, simple furnishings. A table, a chair, a bookcase, a game of Go, and nothing else.

The head of Wangqi sat at the table, looking at the wind and snow outside the door, silent.

Qing Yi is dead.

Just like fifteen years ago, his disciple died again.

This news was only known to the head of Wangqi when the yamen sent Qing Yi's identity token.

——Even if the Tianshun Spice Factory was destroyed and countless immortal incense were destroyed, the capital of Wangqi Division never thought that Qing would have any accidents.

Because he knew that Qing Ye was also among the top among the innate grandmasters, although he was definitely not as good as those freaks in the state capital, but in this Weishui City, he was already one of the best.

In addition to the magic weapon brass sword bell given by himself to save his life, no one in the entire Weishui should be able to help him.

But he was killed.

Died at the hands of the headpicker.

- The head-harvester poked his hand into his chest and crushed his heart.

The head of Wangqi looked at the blood-stained brass sword bell on the table, and his eyes seemed to be burning like an obscure flame.

Head-pickers, too cautious.

In general, killing and looting.

But after he killed Qing Yi, he left the magic weapon brass sword bell at the scene.

Otherwise, you can find the place where the head-picking ghost is with the brass sword bell that you have practiced with your own hands.

Pity.

Also, since Qing Ye had sacrificed the brass sword bell, he was still killed.

Could it be that I guessed wrong? The head-picking ghost is also an alchemist who "opens the sea"?

But who is he? Is it a native of Weishui? Or an outsider?

If it is the former, why is there no trace of it before? If it's the latter, why is it so targeted at the Blackwater?

Looking at the head of the division, I can't get an answer.

the death of the beloved; In addition, the Wangqi priest sent out to investigate could not find the slightest trace of the head-picking ghost; And in recent days, the county magistrate has been making small moves - taking advantage of Qing Yi's death, that guy replaced most of the officials of the Wangqi Division faction of the Yamen in one go.

Doubt, anger, irritability...... Filled with the chest of this hopeful leader, holding a sullen breath.

No, no, no!

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But the so-called joys and sorrows of people are not the same.

Or maybe happy and euphoric, always conserved.

The head of Wangqi was unhappy, but Yu Chen was happy.

Not to mention that the two leaders of the Blackwater Gang are dead, and the chief of the Wangqi Division is also dead, and he is angry.

Just feeling the internal strength in his body transform into the Qi of his life, watching that feeling of becoming stronger little by little, made Yu Chen's heart feel satisfied.

It is no wonder that in the anecdotes told by the storytellers, those who have achieved great things in the path of cultivation are addicted to spiritual practice, and they do not eat, drink or sleep for several years in retreat.

It turns out that practicing this thing is really addictive!

I was in a good mood today, and when I got up early in the morning, Yu Chen cooked a few more dishes.

Braised crucian carp, boiled pork slices, rotten stewed elbow...... Two large bowls of rice were served and eaten with relish.

At noon, when Yu Chen had washed and cleaned up all the pots and pans, there was a creaking sound of a cart outside the door of the earthen house.

Yu Chen pushed the door and looked, and saw the corpse mover pulling the cart, and there was a lump of black things with blurred flesh and blood lying on the cart, and he came up the mountain.

Ah!

Yu Chen raised his eyebrows, looking at the corpse mover, and said strangely.

The corpse movers are indeed corpse movers, and this profession is called this name anyway.

The problem is that this person is not the person who moves the body.

The one who came here today is also a burly and strong man, but he is no longer the bold and atmospheric innate grandmaster.

Changed people.

"Little brother, are you the grave keeper of this Qingfeng Mausoleum?" The new corpse mover patted his head: "I call Niu Zhu, you call me Zhu Cheng, in the future, I will do this corpse move, what is there to help, I can do it, just tell me!" ”

He patted his chest and grinned.

Yu Chen also smiled, greeted him a few times, and asked about the last corpse mover.

Niu Zhu said that he didn't know what the specific situation was, but he heard that the yamen sent him a task to say that the last corpse mover went back to sweep the streets, and he came to replace him.

During the conversation, this Niu Zhu was also a sincere person, and he looked a little stupid, and he quickly became familiar with Yu Chen.

And a corpse mover, a grave watcher, what can they talk about?

Naturally, most of the topics revolve around the dead.

Just like the corpse that the corpse mover Niu Zhu dragged up today, it is too worth talking about.

Speaking early this morning, aren't there beggars looking for something to eat in the slums of Dry Bridge?

But in this cold winter, he couldn't find anything to eat, and the beggar tried his luck in the bottom of his heart.

But it didn't work out, and he really found it!

In a room that had long been dilapidated, there was a dead black dog, lying motionless!

Beggars rejoice!

Thank you for nature's bounty!

So he dragged the dead black dog away, and prepared to cook it.

But the broken pot he picked up earlier was too small, and the black dog was too big to fit.

The beggar sharpened the tiles, and prepared to cut the black dog and cook it for eating.

But as soon as he cut the dog's skin and saw the scene inside, the beggar was so frightened that he peed his pants!

This black dog's skin is not flesh and blood, but a person!

A teenager!

The human skin is stuck with the dog skin!

Although the beggars are hungry, they still dare not do such an evil thing as cannibalism!

Shocked and reported to the official.

The yamen came, the autopsy was completed, and after a set of processes was completed, the murderer was basically determined!

——A few days ago, didn't the people of Weishui spread it again, and a foreigner came with a talking dog? Perform everywhere in the bazaar, eat enough and reward money.

Coincidentally.

The officials who received the report happened to have seen this excitement, and almost immediately recognized the disemboweling black dog as the talking dog!

Immediately, the seven orifices of qi smoked!

Dogs talk about people?!

It's not like that!

That's a man dressed in dog skin, being played like a beast!

At that time, the yamen wanted the foreign juggler, and the whole city wanted it!

It's a pity that this guy seems to be an old fritter, he knows the secret of the black dog that will be discovered sooner or later, and the inn where he lives has been empty, and he doesn't know where to hide.

And this poor baby, who was covered with black dog skin as a beast, was also entrusted by the Yamen to move the corpse to the Qingfeng Mausoleum, ready to be buried in the ground.

"It's too bastard!"

Speaking of this, Niu Zhu scolded angrily while digging a pit: "There is no good thing in these rivers and lakes juggling!" Teenage dolls! Locked up in this thick dog's skin all day! What a sin!

I listened to the county storyteller, this is a kind of evil art called 'animal making', the half-sized doll, the dog that has just been killed, the blood is splashed on the body, the dog skin is coated with ointment, and the doll is pasted on, and it is sewn immediately, and over time, the doll becomes a human and a dog, and it is used to juggle to make money! ”

Speaking of which, Niu Zhu, the corpse mover who looked a little silly and stupid, spat again, "These guys who can do anything with a conscience for money will be punished sooner or later!" ”