The female corpse had a pretty face and a slim figure, with rouge and powder on her face. If you smelled it carefully, there was a faint body fragrance.

The cause of death was suffocation. There was an obvious mark of strangulation on the neck. The body was clean and there was no dirt. It seemed that he had not crawled out of the soil. It was unknown what had happened.

It is easy to deal with the corpse once it is clean. All you need to do is wipe off the rouge and powder on the woman's face.

This is also the rule for cleaning corpses. Before cremation, the corpse must be restored to its original appearance, otherwise the ghost catcher will recognize the wrong person and something serious will happen.

The woman was dressed in mourning clothes and her face was cleaned with a wet cloth. Without the color of makeup, the woman's face returned to its original appearance, but her complexion was a little gray, which is a normal phenomenon after death.

Overall, her appearance has not changed, and she is not the type that will look terrible after removing her makeup.

At this time, Qin He also discovered that the female corpse was holding a white handkerchief in her hand. He pulled it and found it was very tight.

I tried to pull it out with both hands but couldn't. I looked at it carefully and found that it was a piece of Suzhou embroidery with fine stitches and a red pattern on it. Unfortunately, it was held in my palm and I couldn't see the whole picture.

Qin He didn't dare try again. The female corpse was so obsessed with the handkerchief that she must be very obsessed with it. If he used force, something bad might happen.

Without further delay, he immediately moved the body to the furnace and burned it with air. The body made him feel uneasy.

A corpse wrapped in red clothing has never been an auspicious sign.

In the blazing flames, the corpse lay motionless, with no signs of transformation.

But Qin He was still worried, so he reached for the oil barrel next to him, used a ladle to scoop up a spoonful of kerosene and poured it on the female corpse. He never took his eyes off the corpse and was ready to use the corpse-suppressing nails at any time.

Kerosene is used for cremation, and the quantity is very small. Cremators are very frugal and will only use it when they encounter a corpse that looks very bad, so that it can be cremated as quickly as possible.

However, Qin He's pupils shrank at this moment.

It wasn't that the corpse moved, but he discovered that the handkerchief held in the woman's hand... was gone.

The female corpse's palms were open, empty.

A chill rushed from Qin He's feet to his head, and he quickly took several steps back.

The handkerchief was not burned because there was no ash in the palm of the hand, it simply disappeared.

Qin He held the corpse-suppressing nail in his hand, and his palms were sweating.

The five years of internal energy that had just been released into the body was obviously stimulated by something and was surging back and forth.

The tenseness of his back told him that there was something behind him.

Qin He had no idea what that thing behind him was, but it didn't move. Perhaps it was his internal energy, or perhaps it was the corpse-suppressing nail in his hand.

You must not look back at this time, otherwise it will be fatal in an instant.

This is a supernatural event that is even more bizarre than the zombie apocalypse, and involves something on another level.

For Qin He, every minute and every second of the following time seemed extremely long.

Under tension, the passage of time no longer feels real.

I don’t know how long it took, half an hour or an hour, the corpse in front of me gradually turned into charcoal.

The negative energy behind him slowly retreated and disappeared without a trace.

Qin He breathed a sigh of relief and slowly turned around. There was nothing behind him, as if the feeling just now was an illusion.

The huge gray-white curtain slowly dropped, and the sound of wooden clappers knocking pierced the dim light.

The shadow puppet performance seems both real and unreal, it is the life story of the female corpse.

She was the child of an official and had been able to read and write since childhood. Her father was the Right Censor-in-Chief of the Censorate.

Four years ago, his father and twelve officials in the court jointly impeached the current Wei Qiansui for seven charges, including corruption, forming cliques for personal gain, and causing chaos in the harem, in an attempt to overthrow the eunuch party in one fell swoop.

But they failed. The officials who signed the agreement were imprisoned and killed, the men were sent to the army, and the women were sent to the religious wards.

The so-called Jiaosifang was a brothel specially built for the enjoyment of the powerful and wealthy in the Ming Dynasty.

If a woman on criminal record entered there, she would be walking into a tiger's mouth. The only way out was to be noticed by some powerful people and redeemed, otherwise her fate would be very miserable.

Because the woman could read and write, play musical instruments and sing, she soon became quite talented and her reputation spread. Finally, during a dance performance, she was noticed by Xu Huai'en, the son of King Zhongshan, and was redeemed from Jiaosifang.

However, what awaited her was not a turning point in fate, but death.

After entering the Prince of Zhongshan's Palace, she lived a life like in heaven for a while, with no worries about food and clothing, and Xu Huai'en was very kind to her.

However, the good times did not last long. One day, after the woman finished her dinner with the service of her servants, she suddenly felt hot all over and had sex with a guest in a daze.

This scene happened to be witnessed by Xu Huai'en. Xu Huai'en was furious and ordered the woman to be strangled to death on the spot.

A talented woman of her generation died in such a confused manner in a wealthy mansion.

After the woman died, a cold wind blew everywhere. The servants in the palace thought the body was an ominous sign, so they sent it to the crematorium.

The shadow lights are captivating, the judgment is weighing, the man in black robe opens his golden mouth: his smile is as beautiful as a flower, his voice is melodious, but if you don’t know people’s hearts, it’s useless even if you are full of talent.

The ripples on the water dissipated, and a ray of light appeared around Qin He. His mind reminded him: You have gained ten years of Taoism.

Qin He was delighted. This reward was quite good.

I used to chat with other cremators, and they said that the monks and Taoists who specialize in dealing with supernatural events compete with each other in terms of their Taoist skills.

The cremators couldn't explain what Daoxing was exactly. It seemed to be another system that ran parallel to internal energy, but it focused on targeting demons, ghosts, and spirits. It could be used to hurt people, but it was far less direct than internal energy.

After ten years of practice, dealing with small-scale supernatural events is no problem. For ordinary people, it will take at least ten years of hard work to reach that level, and they also need to be taught by a master.

It seems that this reward is indeed closely related to the corpse that is burned. The reward for supernatural events is much better than that for ordinary corpses.

What Qin He didn't understand was why supernatural events occurred with the woman's body. The disappearing handkerchief was never performed in the shadow play from beginning to end, which was really strange.

However, Qin He is not the kind of person who likes to dwell on trivial matters. If he can't figure it out, he will just stop thinking about it.

Anyway, the reward has been obtained. What he wants to do now is to make himself stronger as soon as possible. His current strength is still far from enough to protect himself.

Roll up your sleeves and get to work.

"what!!"

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from not far away.

Qin He hurriedly looked in that direction. After a few days of silence, people finally started dying again.

I don’t know which crematorium it was.

Soon the officer on duty gave the answer.

"The vacancy in crematorium number two is needed, please fill it in as soon as possible!"

Qin He was stunned.

Number two is the oldest crematorium worker in the East City Crematorium. His name is Ma Tuzi. He used to be a pig butcher and survived the crematorium for half a year thanks to his evil spirit.

I didn't expect that it would come to an end tonight.

……

After daybreak, the cremators gathered at the door of Room No. 2 and watched Ma Tuzi's body, wrapped in black cloth, being carried onto the corpse transport vehicle and taken away.

When we can no longer see each other and have dispersed, that means we have said goodbye.

People will still remember him within three to five days, because it is very rare for someone to survive in a crematorium for half a year.

But in half a month, when people mention "Ma Tuzi" again, they may have to recall it.

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