I am immortal in history

"I am originally a Sandan person from Wollongong. I can discuss yin and yang like the back of my hand, and I can protect the universe..."

Li Ping'an hummed a little tune and strolled down the street with his hands in his hands.

I buried a carload of corpses this morning. My life span has increased by about twenty days, and I feel very happy.

"If you continue to live like this, not only will your lifespan not be reduced, but you will still have a surplus of three to four months every year!"

After Li Pingan discovered that burying corpses earned merit, he wanted to occupy all the corpses in the capital. There were at least five to six hundred corpses in Bai0bafang City every day.

Yongxingfang is located in Beicheng, adjacent to the imperial palace. It contains the important offices of the imperial court such as Sansi and Jingya. It belongs to the first-class square in the capital.

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

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

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

Li Ping'an slept with half his eyes open in Yongxingfang, but he didn't dare to sleep at all when he went to Nancheng.

The public security in Nancheng is chaotic. Cases of sliding doors and locks, breaking into houses and killing people occur from time to time. There are also hidden criminals and demons who go crazy and kill people randomly.

"Safety first, let the collection of corpses take its course..."

Li Ping'an passed by Huichun Hall and bought some medicinal materials for stopping bleeding and detoxifying, and also bought a pack of quicklime for self-defense.

Throw it at the enemy, blind him and run away.

Fighting is impossible. If you hide in a strange city, you will be nowhere to be found in the vast sea of ​​people. After a few decades, all dangers will disappear.

Return to the mortuary.

There were three carts parked at the door, piled with corpses, old and young, large and small. A rough count of at least twenty of them.

There were several jailers standing next to them, 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: "Is this the nine rebel clans?"

Zheng Laosi shook his head and imitated the prison chief's speech, with a nasal voice on purpose: "It's just three tribes. Too many people can't die together. We are very careful in doing things!"

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

"Fourth uncle has been promoted?"

"Thanks to Master Si Yu, Xiao Xiao has been promoted!"

Zheng Chabo looked bright and said with a smile: "Xiao Anzi, if you don't come to work under our command, you will have a much better future than a coffin officer."

The jailer of Tianlao is a rare good job among subordinates. Not only is he rich in salary, but he also has great hidden power.

No matter what your status is outside, you must be obedient and filial when you are in the prison.

"Thank you Uncle Fourth for your kindness."

Li Ping'an decisively refused and found an excuse: "Before my grandfather passed away, he told him that the executioner was the job passed down from his ancestors and must not be thrown away."

"That would be a shame."

Zheng Chabo breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and he just said it, showing off his status and face, how could he have the ability to arrange for people to be on duty in Tianlao.

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

"You guys hurry up and carry the mat. The interrogation will continue later. Mr. Qi has sent word that we must torture out the rebels' confessions."

Zheng Chabo stood still, urging his jailers to work, pointing at the corpses and telling them.

"This is the father of a rebel. The old guy is very tough-talking. It took him three rounds of torture before he spoke..."

"The younger brother who rebelled against a thief, this big guy is a soft-footed shrimp. Once the splint is on, he will admit whatever he asks..."

"The son of a rebel, hehe, I heard that his wife will live forever, but it's a pity that she was not sent to the prison..."

"The daughter of a traitor and her husband's family have to go to Caishikou..."

"..."

Li Ping'an felt quite unhappy when he saw the child's corpse.

"Fourth uncle, why don't you just take him out of the city and bury him? This will save you a lot of trouble."

Say something from your heart.

Li Pingan was unwilling to accept the corpses in the prison. Nine out of ten prisoners who were not beheaded in the execution ground were unjust, false, and wrongly convicted.

Convicted of committing suicide out of fear of guilt, he will die without any evidence, and he will have both money and merit.

People who died unjustly have a lot of grievances. If one day they encounter a fake corpse or a resurrected soul, the ancestral peach wood sword may not be able to suppress it.

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

Fear flashed in Zheng Chabo's eyes, and then he said solemnly: "Xiao Anzi, every rule in the world, whether explicit or implicit, must have been set after something happened."

"The people in front of us have taken the path, so let's just follow it and don't take any shortcuts."

If you take a shortcut, something will happen sooner or later!

Li Pingan nodded in agreement, thoughtfully in his heart.

The undertaker belongs to the underworld profession, and there are also corpse collectors, paper makers, coffin makers, tomb robbers, etc. Each family has many rules that are unclear whether they are true or false.

Such as carrying a corpse without saying a word, tying paper without dotting the eyes, fishing for three things but not fishing, lighting candles and blowing out lamps, etc. Are these rules set by the predecessors after being robbed?

"We have to abide by the rules from now on."

"Respect ghosts and gods, touch corpses and put incense on them, don't leave them when they are seven, don't bury them when they are nine... No matter if they are true or false, safety comes first!"

Li Ping'an made a bow in front of the corpses around him, then went to the backyard to take out the incense burner, with the ancestral peach wood sword on his waist.

After lighting three sticks of incense, they touched the corpses one by one.

Starting from the rebel father, and then uncles and brothers, no matter men, women, old or young, every corpse was carefully explored.

"There's something in my stomach."

Li Pingan cut open the abdomen of the corpse, inserted tweezers into it, and pulled out a jade finger.

After cleaning, it was flawless and simple in shape. It was worth at least a hundred taels.

"Half a year's worth of ointment is here!"

It was the first time that a corpse was touched and shipped, and it was worth a lot of money. Li Ping'an couldn't help but look happy.

Continuing to explore, I found another harvest.

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

"Suicide by swallowing gold!"

It was the first time that Li Ping'an saw this kind of death. He fell to death with the weight of gold. Not only was the process long and slow, but the pain was far worse than killing himself or hitting a wall.

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"She must have been a girl who loved to dress up during her lifetime."

Li Ping'an helped the woman sort out her remains and repair the damage to the body. He was considered the embalmer she hired with money.

After exploring the corpses of the remaining adults, it's a pity that I couldn't win three yuan in a row.

There are also the corpses of three children, two boys and one girl. The older one is six or seven years old and the younger one is three or four years old. Their bodies are covered with whip marks and their prison uniforms are stained with blood.

Jailers interrogated prisoners regardless of their age, and would even deliberately torture children in front of their parents to easily obtain the confessions they wanted.

"The world is like this, I'm just a humble citizen..."

Li Pingan shook his head and sighed, taking out tools to repair the wounds of the child corpse.

Children are different from those adults.

The adult has independent thinking, enjoyed the benefits of the prisoner, and spent the money robbed by the prisoner. There is a cause and effect, and he deserves to die.

Children are ignorant and do not understand the world, which makes people feel pitiful.

Li Ping'an was sympathetic, but he also understood the court's approach and even had some support.

Only by frightening the officials and the people with the method of sitting together can we avoid the death of a criminal who is rich for three generations. The premise is that the misfortune will not harm the family, but the blessing will not harm the family!

"Is there something?"

When Li Ping'an was repairing his abdominal wound, he clearly felt a foreign object on his fingers.

The tweezers were inserted along the wound, and he took out an animal skin package. After wiping away the blood, he opened it and saw that there was only a letter wrapped inside.

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

"Big toad energy!"

Li Ping'an quickly scanned the text, and it turned out to be a Taoist secret method of refining internal organs. After practicing, the stomach pouch will continue to become stronger.

Eat more and digest well.

If you eat three meals from others in one meal, one point of food is worth three points of others' food.