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Chapter 65 Digging a Pit

“Twenty-sixth.”

The number of people was counting silently in his heart. Zuo Zhicheng took his life away in Toch's desperate gaze.

"It's 26 people." Since the numbers match the count before doing it, the next thing to do is to deal with the corpse.

No matter what era it was, after killing people, it was the best way to hide the other party. The grove that Toki and others brought Zuo Zhicheng to was also a good place to hide the corpse. It was just that their techniques were not professional before.

Zuo Zhicheng walked into the bushes and found the shovel he had fallen out before. Then he began to dig a hole in the open space in the woods.

According to Zuo Zhicheng's experience, burying a corpse like this requires at least two meters deep to dig a pit. Second, the corpse buried by Tochi is burying at first glance, and it is probably less than one meter deep. At such a shallow distance, it may be able to be washed out by water on rainy days or be turned out by animals, and it is easy to smell the smell of corpse. In Zuo Zhicheng's opinion, this is amateur.

So after a while, Zuo Zhicheng had to dig a hole for the body again, so that he would save him from being discovered one day, which would implicate the twenty-six corpses created by Zuo Zhicheng.

After this calculation, there are 27 corpses in total. For safety reasons, Zuo Zhicheng has to dig a total of 27 pits two meters deep. If it were the previous life, he might not have been able to dig them one day and one night. Fortunately, his physical strength has increased greatly now and he has long been at the level of monsters, so it has been much easier to dig the pit.

Once again, he pushed a body into the pit, Zuo Zhicheng buried the big pit under his feet, then rammed the buried soil, and then re-layed the weeds around him.

It looks like nothing has happened.

"It's been a long time since I did this kind of thing."

While doing the burying of the body, Zuo Zhicheng couldn't help but remember that when he killed someone in Mexico City in his previous life, he also transported the body outside the city and planned to bury it.

But who knew that he had just dug a meter deep and found that someone had buried the body in the place where he was digging.

At the beginning, he had to fill the pit again, and then crossed a distance of fifteen kilometers and dug another pit to release the body. Now that he thought about it, things that felt very hot at that time seemed to have become interesting memories, Zuo Zhicheng thought so.

After burying the body and returning to Xiaolan's house, he had to explain that he was helping the restaurant wash the dishes. This is also the excuse Zuo Zhicheng has been saying recently. In fact, he has indeed gone there a few times recently to help others wash the dishes.

"Brother Zuo, you have worked so hard. I think you'd better not work so late in the future. You have to practice martial arts and clean during the day." Xiaolan helped Zuo Zhicheng pinch his shoulders and said with some distress: "Is it sour?"

"It's okay." Zuo Zhicheng said: "You go to bed first, you have to get up early tomorrow."

"I'm fine." Xiaolan naturally insisted on not sleeping until now because Zuo Zhicheng had not come back. She yawned and asked, "Brother Zuo, are you hungry? Do you want me to make some food for you?"

Seeing that the other party looked like a kitten that had not woken up, and forced himself to say this, Zuo Zhicheng rubbed Xiaolan's head and said, "It's nothing. I'm tired. I'll wash and go to bed first. You can go to bed first."

"Yeah." Xiaolan nodded and yawned again: "Then I'll go to bed first, good night, Brother Zuo."

"Good night."

Fortunately, two months ago, Mr. Song sailed out to sea and went fishing in the ocean, which saved Zuo Zhicheng a lot of explanation.

However, although the recent few late comebacks have been covered up, Zuo Zhicheng still feels that it is time to find an opportunity to move out of Xiaolan's home. Otherwise, as more and more things happen, the possibility of exposure will be greater, and it will be easier to implicate Xiaolan and his daughter.

About two hours later, Zuo Zhicheng stepped into the night again like a black ghost, and routinely circled around. After confirming that no one was following him, Zuo Zhicheng once again came to the secret base.

The process is still similar every day. First, I practice true martial arts in the yard, Beipeng Chuantian Style. Looking at the purple innate Qi, under the tempering of the true martial arts, I became stronger and stronger.

Because of the previous need to recover from injuries, Zuo Zhicheng could not exercise well. So far, the proportion of purple innate qi has reached 45%.

After finishing the practice of true martial arts, there is a half hour of practice about nourishing Qi Haoran.

In this way, no matter whether it is windy or rainy, he always practices consistently every day, and Zuo Zhicheng witnessed his strength step by step.

In fact, if there is no spiritual food, and the daily exercise is limited, Zuo Zhicheng may not have gone to the martial arts hall to practice martial arts during the day. Then change to a way to conceal his identity, and perform exercises that exceed the limit every day like in an ancient tomb.

Unfortunately, without the psychic food, Zuo Zhicheng's work is limited. Basically, the amount of training exercises every night has reached the maximum. If it exceeds it, it may have been exercised, causing various hidden injuries and internal injuries.

As for the news about psychic food, Zuo Zhicheng has been investigating in Xinlu Port for a long time, but still has no relevant information. It seems that the psychic food of this era is already more intimate than he imagined.

After finishing the exercise, Zuo Zhicheng came to the basement, lit the oil lamp, and came to the experiment table.

On the table, several black utensils were put together, and next to them were piles of black and gray unknown metal.

These on the table are all daily uses bought by Zuo Zhicheng from a stall. According to the information he collected and the inspections he conducted, many metal vessels of this era still contain a lot of lead elements.

This is also a very normal thing, just like he had guessed before. After all, in the history of the earth, the element of lead has been recognized by humans for a long time because of its wide distribution, easy to extract, easy to process, high ductility, and low melting point.

Then it is used in various daily use, weapons, gunpowder and even makeup.

It seems the same in this world. Humans still discovered the existence of lead very early and used it as an alloy element in various metal tools and vessels.

The reason why Zuo Zhicheng wanted to collect these things was to extract some lead and make a radiation-proof suit for himself. The reason why he did this was to prevent the Taoist priests from psychic vision and detect the existence of innate qi.

After all, his innate qi covers a very high area now, and ordinary people cannot detect it. However, once a person who practices Taoism uses spiritual energy to see, he can find his difference.

Even if the other party had seen the Ghost Fist, he could immediately see that the two people were the same person. Although Zuo Zhicheng had not encountered such a situation in the past few months, in order to prepare for the future, Zuo Zhicheng also began to prepare.

After all, this underground base was originally built to create similar gadgets.

The ordinary days passed by day. Zuo Zhicheng practiced martial arts and made things according to his own pace, helped the martial arts hall or Xiaolan solve some small troubles, while he became stronger and stronger bit by bit.

Master Jiang was busy with various things in the Wushu Association. Jiang Qing was also known by many other martial arts staff because of the establishment of the association, and was enthusiastically pursued by several people.

Boss Song has been going out to sea and has not returned. Zuo Zhicheng simply put the opportunity to move out after Boss Song returns. Xiaolan, who lives alone and encounters danger.

Time passes slowly until trouble comes again.

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