Evening.

Return to the mortuary.

Li Ping'an counted the corpses first, no more, no less than sixteen.

It is the job of the undertaker to count the number, and if it is lost, it needs to be reported to the yamen, and the trace will be investigated by the arrester.

If it is found that the evil demon steals the corpse and practices the exercises, the imperial court will send the three masters to arrest it, or issue a reward official document, and have its own knife catchers to hunt down and kill the murderer.

"Save a few more and pull them out of the city and bury them."

Li Ping'an was looking through the iron leg exercise booklet in the courtyard, and it didn't take long for the guys from the wood shop to send a wooden stake for the exercises, and spent another tael of silver.

"Practicing martial arts is really spending money everywhere!"

The stake is half buried in the ground, and the ground is more than one person high, and the thickness of the hug is closed.

Li Ping'an used hot water to dissolve the pill, and according to the exercises, it was evenly applied below the knee and above the ankle.

"First type, split legs."

The right leg was raised to the highest level, and he slashed at the stake with all his might, and there was a crisp sound.

Hiss –

Li Ping'an gasped, his calves were numb from pain, and he soon felt wisps of hot air drilling into the flesh, and the bruises on the surface of the muscles disappeared visibly with the naked eye.

"The ointment has taken effect, go on!"

There are a total of 18 types of leg methods for iron leg work, splitting, whipping, poking, kicking, drilling, and kicking......

The left and right legs alternated in cycles, hitting the stake like raindrops, and the severe pain made Li Ping'an's face twitch, and he gritted his teeth and endured the repeated performance of the iron leg skill.

A quarter of an hour later.

The ointment gradually wears off, and the bruising can no longer be cured.

Li Ping'an sweated like rain, walked back and forth in the courtyard with trembling legs, and sat down to rest until his heartbeat returned to soothe and soothed.

Looking at the exercise book again, it mirrors the exercises just now.

Swinging his legs in the air, correcting non-standard moves, as an elite who has been educated for the exam, he naturally knows how to study efficiently.

"No wonder there are few people practicing martial arts!"

"It's not enough to have exercises and silver, but also to have enough perseverance, those sons can't stand the pain of refining the body."

Li Ping'an took a break and went to the Westinghouse to light a fire and cook.

Simple rice porridge, put a few more spoonfuls of rice, boiled thick chopsticks.

Snoring and drinking three bowls, he was only seven points full.

"I eat a lot more than usual, and with the profundity of martial arts, I will eat more in the future, and even eat rice to not be hungry, I have to eat meat!"

"Brown rice is cheap, you can eat as much, and it's also rich in vitamins."

"Pork is cheap meat in Daqian, and rich people don't eat offal, so they can buy pig offal to supplement their strength."

"If you have the opportunity to get the ointment formula, you can save money by refining the medicine yourself......"

Li Ping'an carefully calculated how to spend every penny on the blade.

……

Following.

Early morning.

Wow oh oh -

The neighbor's big rooster crows on time, waking Li Ping'an from his deep sleep.

"Stew this guy sooner or later!"

Li Ping'an got up to wash, warmed up the porridge left over from last night, and went to the mortuary with his books on duty.

Half a minute commute to work is really comfortable.

The work of the mortuary officer was still very leisurely, and no one sent the corpse, so Li Ping'an lay on the free chair to participate in the exercises.

Volleying your legs, chopping whips and kicks, and performing iron leg moves.

"The effect of the ointment is a certain time, as long as you practice the moves, you can practice a few more times each time, and save a lot of money over time!"

It's noon.

The door slammed.

"It's time to live."

Li Ping'an opened the bolt of the door, and there was an old man in black standing outside, wearing a white scarf on his head, a red rope around his waist, and a thin and rickety figure.

The sack was draped over his back, and the corpse lay on the sack.

One end of the hemp rope is tied to the old man's shoulder, and the other end is tied to the chest of the corpse to ensure that the corpse's feet do not fall to the ground, which is the rule of the corpse collector.

"Sixth master, where did the person die?"

Li Ping'an turned sideways and got out of the way, and the sixth master walked in silently, and found an open space in the mortuary room to put down before speaking.

"The displaced people from the north, the land temple in the south of the city froze to death."

This is also the rule of the corpse collector, after carrying the corpse, he can no longer speak, just think that he is a white sedan chair to send the soul to the funeral, and rashly speaking out will be contaminated with ominous.

There are many similar rules, such as the dress of the sixth master, for example, he must carry the corpse, but he cannot carry it.

Whether these rules are useful or not, whether they are based on false rumors or the experience of human life, Li Ping'an doesn't know, and he doesn't want to test it with his life.

Li Ping'an took out five pennies: "This is far away, the sixth master of hard work." ”

The sixth master put away the copper money with a smile, you can buy half a catty of brown rice, enough to eat today.

"That's what we're doing, and we'll come back tomorrow."

There is never a shortage of dead people in the winter in the capital, and the sixth master will not be sad for his kind, let alone lament the difficulties of the world, just thinking that he can eat enough by carrying one more body.

Li Ping'an sent the sixth master away and began to observe the corpses.

"The deceased was smiling, the skull was open, the skin was blue and black, and the body position was naturally stretched, which was consistent with the characteristics of freezing to death......"

People who freeze to death will hallucinate, and the brain will send false signals and will die in a hazy warm feeling, not as painful as starvation, but with a smile on their faces.

"The corpse spot is bright red, completely fixed, does not fade, and dies for more than a day......"

Li Ping'an hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand and began to search for the corpse, from the top of his head to his chin, to his neck, chest, limbs, and abdomen, which was particularly important, and he pinched it three times.

This is the Li family's secret corpse touching hand!

It is said that he originated from his great-grandfather, who was a tomb robber in the first half of his life, and his methods were extremely clever.

If you open a hole in the coffin and touch it in, without destroying the body of the deceased, you can scavenge all the valuable objects, and even the silver beans that have been broken off the bones are not left.

Later, he was robbed, broke his leg, and did not dare to go to the grave again.

changed his career to become a Yongxingfang mortuary, and he was good at reading medical books on weekdays, and combined with the technique of touching gold, he created a corpse touching hand.

If there are valuable objects in the corpse, they will never be able to escape detection, and the officials can squeeze out a few taels of oil and water after searching for clean prisoners.

It was by touching the corpse that the four generations of the Li family did not worry about eating and drinking, and they also saved more than 300 families.

Li Ping'an has been inherited since he was a child, following his grandfather's corpse for more than ten years, coupled with several years of experience in surgery, it can be said that the hand that touches the corpse is better than the blue.

Once it is used, you can detect a piece of paper between the bones!

"There's something in the small intestine!"

Li Ping'an opened the bamboo box and made an opening with a knife three inches to the lower right of the corpse's navel.

The corpse was frozen stiff, no blood was coming out of the wound, and the clips poked inside, carefully removing the hard object.

Gravel blocks.

The size of the thumb belly, irregular shape, sharp and angular, it is not good to eat it in the stomach, and it will rot the intestines.

Li Ping'an silently sewed up the wound and helped the deceased to make a good appearance.

"May you be rich in the next life!"

There is no sorrow, only simple blessings.

Due to professional reasons, there is a lot of suffering in the ward, and there is a lot of life and death in the operating room, and the emotional threshold has become extremely high, and I am often complained by friends about being indifferent and ruthless.

Li Ping'an came to the backyard and smeared the pill on his leg.

Bang bang bang bang kicked the stake, his legs were numb and he didn't care, and after a quarter of an hour, he was still not happy, and he turned into a pill again, and kicked for half an hour before stopping.

The whole body was warm, and the sweat soaked through the soapy clothes.

"Whew-"

Li Ping'an breathed a long sigh of relief, forming a half-foot-long white mist, and most of his depression was vented in his heart.