"I am a loose person in Wollongong, talking about yin and yang, Baoding Qiankun ......"

Li Ping'an hummed a little song and walked around the street with his hands in his hands.

This morning, a cart of corpses was buried, and the life expectancy rose for more than 20 days, and the mood was very refreshing.

"If you live like this, not only will your longevity not decrease, but you will still be able to make a surplus for three or four months every year!"

After Li Ping'an found out that burying corpses to earn merit, he wanted to occupy all the corpses in the capital, and there were five or six hundred corpses in Baibafang City every day.

Yongxingfang is located in the north city, adjacent to the imperial palace, there are three divisions, Beijing Ya and other important offices of the imperial court, belonging to the capital of the first-class square city.

The common people are quite wealthy, the officials patrol diligently, and there are few homeless beggars.

Nancheng is a slum area, with broken tiles and cold kilns, mosquitoes and flies scattered, and the mortuary there can collect five or six corpses every day.

"It's just that Nancheng is too messy!"

Li Ping'an opened half of his eyes when he slept in Yongxingfang, and he didn't dare to sleep at all when he went to Nancheng.

The public security in the south city is chaotic, and cases of sliding doors and picking locks, burglaries and murders occur from time to time, and there are hidden murderers and demons in the rivers and lakes, who launch crazy to kill people indiscriminately.

"Safety first, let's take care of the corpse as it comes......"

Li Ping'an passed by the Huichun Hall and bought some standing medicinal materials to stop bleeding and detoxify, and bought a bag of quicklime for self-defense.

Throw at the enemy, blind and then turn around and run.

It is impossible to fight, and if you hide in a strange city, there is nowhere to find the sea of people, and after a few decades, all dangers will be dissipated.

Return to the mortuary.

There were three carts parked at the door, and there were piles of corpses, old and young, large and small, and a rough count of at least twenty or so.

There were several jailers standing next to him, led by Zheng Laosi.

"Xiao Anzi, I've been waiting for you for half an hour!"

Li Ping'an hurriedly stepped forward to open the door: "This is the anti-thief nine clans?" ”

Zheng Laosi shook his head, imitating the Lord of the Prison to speak, deliberately nasal voice: "It's just the three clans, there are too many people to die together, let's do things carefully!" ”

Li Ping'an raised his eyebrows, and noticed that Zheng Laosi was wearing a navy blue coat.

"Fourth Uncle has been promoted?"

"Lord Meng Si Prison values it, and he has been promoted a little!"

Zheng Cha's face was pale, and he said with a smile: "Xiao Anzi, if you don't come to our command on an errand, you will have a much better future than the undertaker." ”

The prison guard is a rare beauty difference among the officials, not to mention the abundance of oil and water, and the invisible power is still great.

No matter what identity you have outside, you have to be obedient and filial when you enter the prison.

"Thank you Fourth Uncle for your kindness."

Li Ping'an decisively refused, and found a reason to prevaricate: "Before grandpa died, he told him that the undertaker was an ancestral rice bowl and must not be discarded. ”

"That would be a shame."

Zheng Cha breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and he just talked about it, showing off his identity and face, how could he have the ability to arrange for someone to go to the prison on duty.

A jailer's position can be sold for thousands of taels in the market, and it is priceless.

"Hurry up and carry the mat, and you will continue to interrogate later, Qi Gongzi has passed the word, and he must torture the thief to confess."

Zheng Chapo stood still, urging his jailers to work, pointing to a corpse and telling the story.

"This is the father of the thief, the old guy is very hard-mouthed, and it took three rounds of torture to speak......"

"The younger brother of the thief, a big man is a soft-footed shrimp, as soon as the splint is on, he will admit what he asks......"

"Anti-thief son, hehe, I heard that his daughter-in-law's immortal closed moon shy flower, but unfortunately it was not sent to the prison......"

"The daughter of the thief, even her husband's family, has to go to the vegetable market......"

“……”

Li Ping'an saw the corpse of a child, and his heart was quite uncomfortable.

"Fourth uncle, why don't you just pull it out of the city and bury it, it saves a lot of trouble."

Speak from the heart.

Li Ping'an was reluctant to accept the corpses in prison, but any prisoner who was not beheaded at the execution site was unjust, false and wrongly convicted.

convicted of committing suicide in fear of crime, and there was no proof of death, and the money and merit were all there.

The unjustly killed person is resentful, and one day when he encounters a corpse and a soul, the ancestral peachwood sword may not be able to suppress it.

"Sending the mortuary is a rule set by the imperial court!"

Fear flashed in Zheng Chapa's eyes, and then he said solemnly: "Xiao Anzi, every rule in the world, whether it is open or dark, must have been set when something happened. ”

"The predecessors have trampled the way, let's go down, don't try to take a shortcut."

Take a short approach, something will happen sooner or later!

Li Ping'an nodded in agreement, thoughtful in his heart.

The undertaker belongs to the underworld business, as well as corpse collectors, paper binders, coffin makers, tomb robbers, etc., each of which has many rules that are not true or false.

Such as carrying the corpse silently, tying the paper without eyesight, fishing three times and not fishing, people lighting candles and ghosts blowing out lamps, etc., are the rules set by the predecessors who were robbed?

"We'll have to follow the rules in the future."

"Worship ghosts and gods, touch the corpse and incense, don't stay when you meet seven, and don't bury you every nine...... Whether he's real or not, safety first! ”

Li Ping'an looked at the corpses around him, clasped his fists and made a circle, went to the backyard to take out the incense burner, and pinned the ancestral mahogany sword to his waist.

lit three sticks of incense, and then touched the corpses one by one.

Starting with the thief father, and then uncles and brothers, regardless of gender, old and young, every corpse was carefully explored.

"There's something in the stomach."

Li Ping'an dissected the abdomen of the corpse, and the tweezers poked into it, and a jade wrench was clipped.

After washing, there is no flawlessness, the shape is simple, and it is worth at least a hundred taels.

"Half a year's ointment is here!"

The first time the corpse was shipped, and it was worth a lot of money, Li Ping'an couldn't help but show joy on his face.

Continuing to explore, there was a harvest again.

From the belly of a female corpse, a gold ingot was taken out, about three taels or more.

"Suicide by swallowing gold!"

The first time Li Ping'an saw this kind of death, he fell to his death with the weight of gold, not only the process was long and slow, but the pain was far better than killing himself and hitting the wall.

The only benefit is probably that you can keep the same appearance as before.

"She must have been a girl who loved to dress up when she was alive."

Li Ping'an helped the woman sort out the remains and sew up the damaged corpses, which was regarded as the mortuary she paid for.

The remains of the remaining adults were explored, but unfortunately they couldn't hit the three yuan.

There were also the corpses of two boys, one woman and three children, the eldest six or seven years old, the younger three or four years old, covered with whip marks, and blood stained through prison clothes.

Jailers interrogate prisoners regardless of age, and even deliberately torture children in front of their parents, so that they can easily get the confessions they want.

"The way of the world is like this, I'm just a small people......

Li Ping'an shook his head and sighed, and took out tools to repair the wounds of the child corpse.

Children are different from adults.

Adults have independent thinking, enjoy the benefits of prisoners, spend the money robbed by prisoners, have cause and effect, and deserve to die.

Children who are ignorant and ignorant of the world will make people feel pitiful.

Li Ping'an is sympathetic, but he also understands the actions of the imperial court, and even has some support.

Only by deterring the officials and the people by sitting together can we avoid the death of a rich prisoner of three generations, and the premise of not being able to do anything to the family is not to be blessed!

"Something?"

When Li Ping'an repaired the wound in his abdomen, his fingers clearly sensed a foreign body.

The tweezers poked through the wound, took out a package of animal skins, wiped the blood and opened it, and there was only a letter wrapped inside.

On the back of the hide, small characters are densely written, and there are more than a dozen humanoid drawings.

"Big toad!"

Li Ping'an quickly swept the text, it turned out to be the secret method of refining the internal organs of the Daomen, and after practice, the stomach pouch will continue to become stronger.

Eat more, digest better.

Eat three meals at a time, and eat one point worth three points for others.