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Chapter 72: The secret method of exorcising corpses, unintentional people

"Where can I live if I don't live in Yizhuang when I'm driving away corpses?"

The young man saw the person clearly, lay down again, and continued to sleep soundly.

This place is extremely smelly and smells like corpses. Where can I sleep?

Wang Andao's eyelids trembled and he grabbed Tie Tang who wanted to say goodbye.

"Ignore him and do our own thing."

Five mountains of meat stand in front of Tie Tang. Except for occasionally seeing one or two fingers or a scalp with hair, it is difficult to tell which part it is.

Tie Tang glanced at it a few times and asked slowly: "How can we determine the identity of the deceased when it is broken into pieces like this?"

"Tang Huaqing, a county police officer, and seventeen police officers are all missing. The fragments of clothes inside can be seen to be worn by them.

In addition to them, there are some people who went to the government to report missing, and those people are probably among them."

Puchi.

Tie Tang reached into one of the meat mountains with one hand, turned his fingers into claws, and brought out a large piece of minced meat.

Look carefully.

The blood stains have long since dried up and turned into black lumps. The incisions are extremely neat, with some jade-colored broken bones mixed in, and the cut surfaces are flat and smooth.

This is at least a warrior who has reached the marrow-cleansing realm.

He threw back the pile of meat in his hand, found a new mountain of meat, inserted it one after another, and once again there was a pile of scraps in his hand.

The fragments this time are obviously different from the previous ones.

The fracture was scattered into a jagged shape, as if it was crushed to death with unparalleled force and the whole person exploded.

Wang Andao came over and explained: "Some of these people... must have been crushed to pieces with magic power or powerful physical force.

That’s why I say that there should be more than two people responsible.”

Tie Tang walked back and forth, constantly wandering between the five meat mountains, randomly picking out fragments to view.

It's been half an hour.

He just stopped.

"If it was the Jiao Clan who wanted to separate themselves into the current situation, is it possible?"

"Of course, but some techniques can also simulate similar paw prints, which may not be the true body of the dragon."

Tie Tang looked at Wang Ande strangely and said, "For example, that martial arts you performed underwater?"

"What I do is not martial arts. It should be called witchcraft. However, I have no witchcraft power and can only rely on my blood. It's just a show.

Wait...Tietou, you won’t suspect that I am the murderer, right?"

"What are you talking about? How could I doubt you? Witchcraft... It seems that the one who took action must be the Wujin Secret Realm."

Tie Tang was pacing in Yizhuang, snoring in his ears like thunder.

I don’t know why that young man snores so loudly despite being as skinny as a ghost.

He walked up to the boy who drove away corpses and asked softly.

"Little Master, with your ability, is it possible to restore the original appearance of these corpses?"

The snoring stopped suddenly.

The young man opened his eyes, held up his head with one hand, and assumed a sleeping posture.

"My name is Jing Xuan. When you call me by my name from now on, I'm not a monk. I'm a little master all day long. It sounds so embarrassing.

You mean...you want to do business with me?"

Tie Tang was slightly startled and asked tentatively: "What should I do?"

"Your cultivation is progressing so fast. Tell me what pills you took and I will think about it."

"This... I said it was talent, do you believe it?" Tie Tang's expression remained unchanged. He had no so-called elixir at all.

Jing Xuan jumped up from the ground and looked around Tietang.

"Talent? Just you? You can't do it."

"Forget it!" Tie Tang didn't say much. Wang Andao beside him had almost torn his sleeves.

"Tietou, what's wrong with you? Do you have to provoke such a person? I have to hide away. You are really not afraid of ruining your luck."

Seeing Tie Tang turn around and leave, Jing Xuan quickly spoke out.

"You can use any other deal. If you want to recover the body, you just want to get clues. I'll just tell you."

Tie Tang turned around and said calmly: "Tie just feels that... death is a big deal, and one should return to one's roots and be buried in a coffin.

If we can separate them, bury them in the ground, and erect a tombstone, it will be the last comfort for the family of the deceased."

Jing Xuan's ghostly white face showed fluctuations for the first time.

"Do you still have this consciousness? But I am narrow-minded. It is useless for me to chase corpses all day long. I am not as good as you.

But these corpses are so rotten that even with my ability, I can’t completely separate them, so let’s give it a try.”

"Oh? Young master is willing to take action?"

"You said call me by my name, call me by my name!" Jing Xuan was so angry that he jumped up. Two coffins next to him burst into pieces, and two figures wearing black robes, bamboo hats and black veils emerged from them.

Tie Tang and Wang Andao tensed up, their energy and blood surged, and they were about to take action.

"Don't panic, see what I can do."

Jing Xuan took out the soul-catching bell from his arms and shook it casually. Two figures in black robes jumped up and spread to both sides of the five meat mountains.

Whoa!

Three bamboo incense sticks fell to the ground and were firmly inserted into them, followed by two thick red candles that emerged behind the bamboo incense sticks.

Jing Xuan seems to have a treasure bag in his arms, and he can take out anything from it.

He held the Eight-sided Taoist Sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword cut open the palm of his hand, bringing out a few drops of strange blood.

Boom!

Blood drops fell to the ground, and the incense candle spontaneously ignited without wind.

Jing Xuan inserted the eight-sided Taoist sword upside down into the ground, pressed the hilt of the sword with one hand, took out the yellow talisman with the other, and muttered something in his mouth.

"The yang essence shines brightly, and the yin ghosts will fade away; three qi become fire, seven qi form a platform; five thunder qi make a break, which is ominous; it returns to the spleen and stomach, penetrates the bile and enters the intestines."

"Divide, separate, isolate, gather, condense!"

Boom~

The dark sight in Yi Zhuang suddenly lit up with flashes of blue light, like will-o'-the-wisps suddenly appearing.

Near the five meat mountains, the green-headed flies and plump gray rats that were originally buzzing disappeared without a trace.

Green light surged, and the mountain of meat collapsed.

The fragments of residual limbs are like being dragged by countless ants, turning into a trickle and converging in different directions.

Tie Tang and Wang Andao stood aside and were stunned.

Both of them were not afraid of death, and they even reached out to touch the blue light. Apart from feeling a coldness, they had no special feeling.

"Old Wang, how does this corpse-expelling lineage compare to your appointment as a clinician?"

"There is no comparison, there are specialties in the field."

Time passes bit by bit.

There are dozens of piles of debris on the ground in Yi Zhuang, but at the corners of both sides, at the feet of the two black-robed figures, there are also two slightly larger piles of meat.

"My ability only goes so far. I can only separate the corpses of these thirty-seven people. The remaining dozen...there is really nothing I can do."

Obviously.

Even corpse exterminators like Jing Xuan find this kind of troublesome troublesome.

Tie Tang cupped his hands and said, "Thank you so much, little master Jingxuan. I will report this matter truthfully and let the court reward you according to your merits."

"No, just call me by my name. Why do you have to add the word "little master"?" Jing Xuan's forehead was as white as paper, and you could clearly see the beating veins underneath.

At this time, Wang Andao had already walked to the separated corpses, leaned down, and looked carefully.

"Hey, this person has no heart."

He walked around and looked around.

"Tietou, it's strange, these people don't seem to have any heart."


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