The first thousand five hundred and fifty-three chapters
"Qin Yu, what are you doing?" Mo Yongxing asked with some confusion when he saw the owner of the hand holding his hand.
"The bones of dead people cannot be piled up. This is disrespectful to the deceased." Qin Yu looked at Mo Yongxing and said seriously.
"There are so many things to pay attention to?" Mo Yongxing curled his lips. Everyone was dead, even the corpses were rotting, and only a pile of bones were left. But he still pays so much attention to it. In Mo Yongxing's eyes, what can he do?
It's already pretty good to collect his body for him.
"Otherwise you think picking bones is so easy?"
Qin Yu glared at Mo Yongxing angrily, "Not only can dead human bones not be stacked, but if they are skulls, they must be placed with the front facing up. Look at the dead human skulls we have placed. Are they all
Like this.”
After Qin Yu's reminder, Mo Yongxing realized that it seemed to be true. The skulls of the children on the red cloth were all arranged neatly, without any swaying.
"Oh well."
Mo Yongxing responded bitterly and continued to pick up the skulls. Ten minutes later, all the human bones in the entire flower bed had been picked out and placed all over the yard. It was shocking.
"No wonder these flowers bloom so brightly, it turns out they have absorbed nutrients from the dead." Mo Yongxing had admired these flowers before, and even picked one and smelled it for a while. Now she thought that the stems and roots of these flowers absorbed human flesh.
I almost spit out the nutrients.
"Grandmaster Qin, what should we do now?"
Chimuzha looked at Qin Yu. The bones of these children were all mixed together. With so many corpses, it was almost an impossible task to identify which type of corpse each human bone belonged to.
.
"Otherwise, bury these children together and make a clan tomb." Huangfu Zhenchuan on the side suggested.
In the history of Hongmen, there has been such a precedent. In the past, Hongmen was anti-imperial and was brutally suppressed by the imperial court. When the other brothers of Hongmen went to collect the corpses, there was only a pile of nothing left.
The heads of the bodies were dead, and it was impossible to identify each other, so they had to be buried together.
Of course, there is an argument for burying them together. It is not just burying them together. However, Qin Yu shook his head and said, "Bury them separately."
"Master Qin, is there any way to identify these bones?"
After hearing Qin Yu's words, Chimuzha showed surprise on his face. Since Qin Yu would say this, there must be a way to separate these bones.
"With the birth date and name, it should be possible."
Qin Yu raised the piece of paper in his hand, and then said to Mo Yongxing: "Go to Zhang Haisheng and ask the relatives of the children on the list to wait at the door. They must be related by blood. If the parents are no longer here, they must be of the same race.
So can future generations.”
"good."
Mo Yongxing walked out, but Zhang Haisheng had also rushed back and was waiting at the door of the mansion. After hearing Qin Yu's instructions, he immediately went to summon the villagers. After a while, nearly a hundred villagers stood outside the mansion.
, of course, there are still some who are just watching the fun.
"Qin Yu, everyone is waiting outside, what are you doing now?" Mo Yongxing walked into the mansion and shouted directly.
However, he was stunned for a moment after saying this, because Qin Yu was sitting cross-legged on the ground at this time. There was a table behind him. There were bowls on the left and right sides of the table. There were flames burning inside. You could see
Yes, the flame was ignited because there was a talisman in the bowl.
"What is Qin Yu doing?" When Mo Yongxing saw Qin Yu like this, he stepped lightly, walked to Chi Mu Zha's side, and asked in a low voice.
"I don't know what Grandmaster Qin is doing, but maybe it has something to do with soul summoning?" Chimuzha said with some uncertainty.
"spiritualism?"
"It should be to summon the souls to claim the bodies. However, some of these children have been dead for decades, and the souls may have even gone to the underworld or dispersed. I'm afraid it will not be easy to summon them."
When Chimuzha thought of this, he frowned. No matter how powerful the spiritualism is, there are two points that cannot be escaped. One is the object that summons the soul, and the other is whether the soul being summoned still exists.
First of all, if the soul has gone to the underworld, it is impossible to recall it by spiritualism alone. Unless you go to the underworld and bring the soul up in person, this is too difficult.
And if this soul encounters any accident and is already gone, it will be even more impossible to cause it.
However, what Chimuzha didn't know was that the souls of these children had actually been devoured by Junjun. In other words, the souls of these children did not go to the underworld, but completely disappeared.
Spiritualism is impossible to work.
When the flames in the two bowls on the table were completely extinguished, Qin Yu stood up from the ground, holding the piece of paper in his hand. After scanning it quickly, he folded the paper into a strange shape with both hands. Then, with both hands
As soon as it was released, the paper burned with a "boom" and turned into a ball of fire.
"go!"
Qin Yu shouted softly, and the fire ball flew and circled above the human bones on the red cloth, each bone flying past. Finally, when Qin Yu shouted loudly, the fire ball instantly turned into countless small fire points, and the
It disappeared into the human bones.
"Han Xin orders troops, the more the better."
Qin Yu kept making gestures with his hands, but shouted in his mouth: "In the past, when Han Xin came to call for troops, he called for generals and called for soldiers. Today, our division comes to call for orders, and every drop of blood is a sentiment."
“Where are Zhang Zijun’s family members?”
Qin Yu's voice reached the door of the mansion. Outside the door, Zhang Haisheng quickly shouted to an old man: "Grandpa, Grandmaster Qin wants you to come in."
"Hey, okay, okay."
An old man in his nineties, with the support of Zhang Haisheng, tremblingly walked into the mansion. When he saw the old man, Qin Yu frowned and asked Zhang Haisheng: "Is there any Zhang Zijun family?"
Any other relatives?"
"Master Qin, Zhang Zijun died 60 years ago, and the great grandfather is Zhang Zijun's biological father." Zhang Haisheng explained quickly.
No need for Zhang Haisheng to explain, Qin Yu also understood why this old man came in. His son died sixty years ago. This is probably the eternal sorrow in this old man's heart.
"Old man, I'm sorry to bother you." Qin Yu walked up to the old man and grabbed the old man's hand. He didn't see any movement from Qin Yu. When he let go of the old man's hand, Qin Yu felt an extra drop in his palm.
Blood.
Seeing the drop of blood on Qin Yu's palm, Chimu Zha was shocked. The next moment, he patted his brain and said: "Yes, why did I forget that there is another trick, drop blood to identify bones? Grandmaster Qin wants to
Perform the art of identifying bones by dripping blood."
"What the hell is bleeding to recognize bones? I've only heard of bleeding to recognize bones." Mo Yongxing curled his lips and said at the side.
"Recognizing bones by dripping blood and recognizing relatives by dripping blood have similar meanings, except that one is for living people and the other is for dead people. If they come from the same bloodline, there will always be some people with the same bloodline. In terms of modern science,
It's called genetic inheritance, but we call it bloodline, and this bloodline doesn't just refer to blood."
Chimuzha's expression was a little excited, "It turned out to be a technique like dripping blood to identify bones. I had only read about it in an ancient book before. I never thought that this technique actually existed. This person's eyes were opened."
After hearing what Chi Mu Zha said, Mo Yongxing rolled his eyes. The old man had only heard of Qingqing. Seeing him so excited, he thought he knew something. This made Mo Yongxing swallow back what he originally wanted to ask.
In the stomach.
"Ashes return to dust, soil returns to earth, the living shall not be buried, the dead shall rest in peace, receive plaques, and enjoy incense offerings. Zhang Zijun, on the 24th day of June in the Guisi year, today your father will take your body home and bury it on a selected day.
, if I hear it, respond quickly."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Yu flicked out the drop of blood from his palm with one finger. The drop of blood hovered on top of the red cloth and began to rotate.
As the drop of blood rotated, Qin Yu's eyes were fixed on the human bones on the red cloth. Although others did not know what would happen next, they also held their breath and stared at these human bones.
After a while, Meng Yao opened her lips, but she immediately reacted and covered her mouth because she saw a skull and some bones starting to stand up among the human bones.
"Human bones responded, relatives picked the bones and put them into coffins." Qin Yu raised his eyebrows when he saw this scene, and the next moment he said to the old man.
At this time, the old man was already full of excitement, and a line of old tiredness fell down his wrinkled old face, "My son, it has been sixty years since your grandmother set up a grave for you, but you just don't want to."
Go back, dad will take you home today."
The old man walked towards the red cloth tremblingly. Looking at the old man's mental state, Qin Yu frowned. The red cloth was full of bones. He was afraid that when the old man picked up the bones for his son, he would step on other children.
of bones.
When Zhang Haisheng saw Qin Yu's frown, he felt a sudden change in his heart, with a look of regret on his face. He would have never let the grandpa come over if he had known it. If this made Grandmaster Qin unhappy, what would happen to the rest of the matter?
At that moment, Zhang Haisheng stepped forward to support the old man and carefully picked up the standing human bones on the red cloth. During this process, no one except the uncle touched these human bones, because only relatives can pick up these human bones.
, otherwise, with Qin Yu's strength, he can directly control these human bones to float.
After the old man had picked out all his son's bones, several villagers came in carrying a small coffin. After the old man put his child's bones into the coffin, he knelt down to thank Qin Yu, but Qin Yu stopped him.
.
The old man left, and with this experience, the next person, Zhang Haisheng, brought in a middle-aged man.
"Ashes return to ashes, soil returns to earth, the living shall not be buried, the dead shall rest in peace, receive plaques, and enjoy incense offerings. Zhang Zifeng, at the 14th hour of the eighth month of the Guisi year, today your nephew will take your bones home, and choose
He will be buried in the sun. If I hear it, I will respond quickly."
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