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- How many densely packed corpses can there be? The number must be innumerable. Can so many corpses be bred in captivity in a short period of time?
How many dead bodies do you need? In this modern society, you can raise dozens of them, which is considered the limit, because although many people die, more than 90% of them must be cremated, unless it is in a remote village or in a ravine. Because the government can't supervise it, there is a possibility of burial, but there are basically no burials in the city, and even high-ranking leaders have to walk through the fire when they enter Babaoshan.
The corpses in the Yang family¡¯s ancestral tomb all came from the war-torn era decades ago. In modern times, only a large number of dead people can be found in that year, and the only function of the Yang family¡¯s keeping these corpses in captivity is to protect the Yang family¡¯s ancestral grave. It is used to prevent Feng Shui from being destroyed by outsiders.
It doesn't matter how many corpses die, but what if half or more than half die?
Does it hurt, does it hurt?
It may take a little effort for others to deal with corpses, but if it is Xiang Que who can condense the real fire of Samadhi, corpses can burn a large area at once. This kind of fire is their natural enemy.
In the palm, a cluster of scorching flames suddenly rose, jumping and burning in the palm of Xiang Que. Wang Kunlun and Wang Xuanzhen couldn't bear the scorching of the real fire of Samadhi and quickly backed away. It is more chubby, once it is stained with bone scum, it can be burned without any residue.
"Shua, Shua, Shua" Xiang Que flicked his fingers three times, and the three clusters of flames suddenly scattered towards the corpse. As soon as the flames fell into the corpse, it was like falling into a frying pan, and a big fire began to spread. Spread around.
"Hey, hey, hey" The burned corpse let out a scream, and then it was turned into ashes in an instant, and an open space was burned out where the real fire of Samadhi fell in the blink of an eye.
Outside the ancestral grave, there was an old man with twitching corners of his mouth, a few drops of cold sweat dripping down his forehead, there is a kind of pain that you can¡¯t describe how it hurts, this kind of pain is called distressed.
What Xiang Que said was accurate, the knife really hit the old man's heart, these corpses were all accumulated by the Yang family for nearly a hundred years, especially in recent years, there has been no production, so it's okay to die a few A few dozen would be a luxury, and a hundred would be fatal. What if it was half of them?
Xiang Que only lit three clusters of real fire and stopped, but nearly one-third of Shi Lai died.
Wang Xuan really said rather displeasedly: "Are you planning to take a break and come back, or have you misfired?"
"It's all burnt to pieces, the three of us don't even think about going out." The right way to stop is to give the other party a warning, and at the same time tell the other party that I have the ability to burn all your corpses to the ground. .
But Xiang Que really wanted to burn all the corpses to death, or it might have triggered the opponent's bottom line, and he might deal with them ruthlessly when he was furious.
As soon as the real fire dissipated, one-third of the corpses that died quickly faded away, and there was no one left in an instant. Yin things like corpses are most afraid of fire, and Samadhi real fire is the most positive and hot thing in the world. Flame is their natural enemy, even if they don't burn themselves but just feel it, corpses will flee in a hurry.
The feng shui circle in the ancestral grave suddenly disappeared, and the scene returned to its original state.
"Old Xiang, it's really unnecessary for you to send me here. It won't be such a trouble if you go there yourself." Wang Xuan really felt that he was quite ashamed, but he didn't understand how embarrassing he was when he came.
"I take you, the top Captain Mojin, for granted," Xiang Que said with a sideways glance at him.
"Do you know that chatting like this will make you have no friends?"
An old man walked over slowly with his hands behind his back and his waist bent.
The three of them looked over, especially Xiang Que's expression froze. He couldn't see the depth of the other party and felt a deep fear in his bones.
Don't look at this old man as if he had stepped into the coffin with one foot, but when he stood there, even a war criminal as fierce as Wang Kunlun was a little scared.
This is human instinct.
The sixth sense tells us that the fear of living things is innate.
Thieves will feel guilty when they see the police, students who have made mistakes will tremble when they see the teacher, and men who are afraid of their wives will take the initiative to find the washboard when their wives get angry.
Feng Shui onmyoji masters will also feel a sense of fear when they see masters who are more than one level higher than themselves.
Under the concentration, Xiang Que is not afraid, he has all means.
This old man is definitely Yin Yin, because Xiang Que has no desire to resist.
A pair of cloudy eyes swept around the three of them, and finally fell on Xiang Que.
"You burned my raisedThese little things, did you check how many there were when you died?" The old man stretched out a finger and pointed at him: "Samadhi real fire, not bad, not bad, it is very rare to be able to refine the real fire of Samadhi at this age, no wonder You dare to rush to the mountain so recklessly, you must be quite reliable."
"Mr., I'm not very good at math, and neither is my memory." Xiang Que smiled.
"Then let me do the math for you. There were a total of 123,864 corpses, and 21,532 died. A large part of the remaining ones were frightened. If you are depressed, I won¡¯t forget it with you.¡±
Wang Xuan was really speechless, and asked: "Master, how did you come up with this number, mental calculation is not so fast."
"I'm talking nonsense." The old man glanced at him and said, "The number of deaths is not the point. The point is that a lot of people died. Young man, you should know how hard it is to get corpses, right?"
"Ah, it's quite rare," Xiang Que said honestly.
"How about I put one on you for a while?" The old man raised his head and asked.
The three of them looked at each other, Shi Lai said that more than 20,000 were killed, which means that more than 20,000 were hit on them, not to mention human beings, even if a target was stabbed hundreds of times with a knife, it would look like a hornet's nest that's it.
"Grandpa, why don't I find two old women and you come on them? Women at thirty are like wolves, forty are like tigers, and fifty are like tigers. They can sit on the ground and absorb dirt. You can do it as often as you want, but our small bodies really can't stand it." "Ah," Wang Xuanzhen said with a blink of his little triangular eyes.
"Enclosed noise"
Xiang Que looked at him and said, "Mr., just say you're going to kill us directly."
"Your lives? Is it worth it? Can you get back those corpses? This is what I want to say," the old man said calmly.
"No, that's not the tone." Xiang Que shook his head, and said calmly, "You have an appeal, right? Corpse lame is just an excuse, even if I really pay you these corpses, will you do it?"
The old man suddenly smiled darkly, and said: "You know what I want, hand it over and I will let you go."
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