in the edge

Chapter 551: People are also weapons, and can also be sharpened
It is impossible to get anything out of a dead body, at least not from other people.

But for Du Chengfeng, it was a different matter. After all, he had long known that there was no real death in this world. Just like the incense head who was fatally injured just now was able to hold on through the support of his mind, he could also call the dead incense head back from his long sleep.

Although it was true that he himself was not good at this, Zheng Qixing, who was an expert in death, was still wandering around the town and had not left.

"Isn't this...not good?"

When Du Chengfeng arrived at Mr. Wang's mansion, Zheng Qixing, who was still in charge of the corpse soldier, was a little hesitant.

"I want to let these dead souls rest in peace, not to make them restless like before. Doing this kind of thing is really a bit..."

Having said that, he actually had the intention of refusing, and the reasons were sufficient. This kind of thing was in serious conflict with Zheng Qixing's own practice. If he was the previous unlucky star, doing such a thing would be a piece of cake. However, Zheng Qixing's practice direction was already going in the opposite direction, so it was naturally not a good idea for him to do such a thing as resurrecting the dead.

"Oh, how about I do it myself?"

Du Chengfeng started scratching his head.

It's not impossible for him to do it himself, but it's hard to say whether he can succeed. After all, the person he wants to resurrect this time is not a strong man with an iron will, but an ordinary person who burns incense - perhaps with the blessing of Wu Shi San, the other party's will can be made so strong that it can be called crazy, but after the effect of the drug fades, or even the person turns into a corpse, Du Chengfeng can't say for sure whether this person's spirit can support resurrection.

But the matter has been put to this point and there is no way to avoid it, so Du Chengfeng simply prepared to force his way through.

"Forget it, let my younger brother do it."

Seeing that Du Chengfeng was really going to force his way, Zheng Qixing sighed and agreed.

After all, if he does it himself, things will be under control, but if Du Chengfeng does it, God knows what this undead will become - although according to Du Chengfeng, this undead had committed some sins in his life, but in Zheng Qixing's eyes, this undead is just an undead.

Sins are left for the living, and Zheng Qixing has always treated the dead souls sleeping in peace equally.

"Fortunately, the body is still warm, so there is no need to make any other preparations... But I have to tell you in advance, brother, after you finish asking questions, you must let the dead soul rest well."

"rest assured."

After seeing that the corpse had gradually opened its eyes, Du Chengfeng also nodded slowly.

Facts have proved that Zheng Qixing's secret method is indeed reliable. In just a moment, the dead Xiangtou has woken up again - but the first thing Xiangtou did after waking up was not fear, but ecstasy. The expression of joy was simply incomparable.

"May Maitreya bless me! I am immortal..."

Snapped--

Before he could finish his words, Du Chengfeng, who couldn't bear to watch anymore, slapped Xiangtou in the face.

Perhaps it was because the body, having died once, was too fragile. Even though Du Chengfeng had carefully controlled the force, the man's neck still twisted twice on the spot, and his head looked towards the back.

But even so, the incense head was still conscious, and even took the initiative to twist his neck, which was twisted into a pretzel, and continued to shout at Du Chengfeng. As for the content of his shouting, it was nothing more than the protection of Maitreya Buddha, saying that he was immortal. No matter what method Du Chengfeng used, it would be meaningless, and he would definitely be punished when Maitreya Buddha came to the world.

Faced with the incense head who was unable to communicate, Du Chengfeng could only turn around and look at Zheng Qixing.

"What can you do?"

"This……"

Zheng Qixing was also a little confused. Obviously, as he had been a knight before, he was well-informed, but he had never seen such a villain before.

As for the name of the deceased Maitreya, Zheng Qixing knew nothing about it. Even though Du Chengfeng asked him again and again, Zheng Qixing was still at a loss - it was not even a matter of his lack of experience. After inheriting the position of the Death Star, Zheng Qixing also inherited everything from this future self, including strength, knowledge, experience, and even various aspects.

However, after searching the information in his mind, Zheng Qixing still couldn't find any clues related to "Rebirth of Maitreya".

"This is not right."

Zheng Qixing also frowned.

If it were someone else, they would have just not heard of it. After all, everyone has their own lives, so it is normal not to have heard of it. But this is not the case for Zheng Qixing. He is in charge of a large number of dead souls, and the knowledge and information of these dead souls are almost the same as what he himself has understood.

The information of the dead souls came from the mortal world, and the information of Zheng Qixing himself came from heaven. No relevant information could be found on either side, which meant that no matter whether it was among the powerful or among the mortals, they actually didn't quite know what this deceased Maitreya was all about.

But looking at the appearance of the incense head, this Maitreya Buddha does not even seem like something new.

"…Is there really such a thing?"

Du Chengfeng was also a little surprised. He didn't expect Zheng Qixing to react so strongly.

"Didn't you say this matter has nothing to do with you?"

"This……"

Zheng Qixing smiled embarrassedly.

That was indeed a bit embarrassing, after all, he was really reluctant to help at first, but now when he heard the name "Rebirth Maitreya", Zheng Qixing inexplicably felt a sense of crisis in his heart - especially the word "Rebirth", which sounded so eye-catching that Zheng Qixing held his breath and concentrated almost immediately.

After all, he is doing the same job now.

He was trying to return these dead souls to eternal sleep, which was actually equivalent to sending these dead souls to the afterlife.

"So it's because we're in the same industry!"

Du Chengfeng immediately understood what Zheng Qixing meant.

As the saying goes, actors hope to win awards, and crosstalk performers hope for the death of their colleagues. Zheng Qixing is not a crosstalk performer, but the crisis brought by such colleagues is even more intense - after all, crosstalk performers will not fight each other with weapons, but the great ones will really fight to the death.

Especially in this situation where the Taoist traditions are extremely similar, it can almost be said that one side must be determined to be superior.

For these powerful people, seeing a person of the same Taoism reach a higher position than themselves is almost a negation of everything about him, which is no different from killing him.

In fact, death can be considered a better ending, after all, if you die you won't be eaten up completely.

But for a powerful person like Zheng Qixing who has studied death in depth, they have ten thousand ways to prevent their opponents from even dying. After all, even a dead soul has its own value. Before contributing the final value, death is really too luxurious.

"Anyway, why don't you try to ask the question first, this kid..."

Looking at Xiangtou who was still yelling, Du Chengfeng couldn't help but feel a headache.

It is obvious that this incense head has been eaten up completely. Even though he has died once, he is still clamoring for the name of the Reborn Maitreya - although this incense head seems to have independent consciousness, his thoughts and ideas have basically been swallowed up by the Reborn Maitreya of unknown origin.

They only know how to chant the name of Maitreya, and as soon as they open their mouths, they say Maitreya is coming. This does not seem like something a normal and rational person would do.

Besides, it would be too noisy. "Let me do it. I know what I am doing this time."

After realizing that it was most likely his colleagues who were responsible, Zheng Qixing no longer had any intention of holding back. He just raised his hand and waved, and Xiangtou, who had been shouting, fell into a daze.

This suppressed most of Xiangtou's consciousness, and was also the way Zheng Qixing usually suppressed those dead souls. This was the posture of asking questions seriously.

However, Du Chengfeng held Zheng Qixing down at this time. He didn't want Zheng Qixing to ask about "rebirth in Maitreya" right away. After all, if he really asked that, it would be too untechnical, and the incense head would definitely give a long speech like before.

As a police chief, Du Chengfeng has his own professional qualities and he also knows a little about interrogation methods.

"How many people are there in your sect? Where do you usually gather?"

"do not know."

Xiangtou, stunned as a fool, shook his head stiffly.

"IDK."

"……Um?"

Du Chengfeng frowned slightly.

How could they not know how many people there were? They didn't even know where the party was going to take place? What was going on with these people?

"Then say you know."

"Rebirth into Maitreya..."

Xiangtou started talking as soon as he opened his mouth, which made Du Chengfeng cover his mouth and push it back.

Du Chengfeng was scratching his head for a moment after failing to interrogate him. Now it seems that this kind of torture and interrogation is not his strong point. If this incense boss had any weapons on him, it would be good. He could directly learn about the incense boss's past by polishing the weapons. To put it in a rounded form, it is almost the same as directly adjusting the surveillance camera, and things will immediately become extremely clear.

But that's where the problem lies.

This incense master has no weapons on him.

This incense head is created by the strength of one's mind, and no weapons are needed at all. The firm will is his sharp blade, and the incense stick mixed with the Five Stones Powder is his handle. If this method is used, ordinary people in the world will die a violent death, so there is really no need for any weapons.

But this also made Du Chengfeng a little numb for a moment. It was the first time he encountered such a situation where he had no weapons to sharpen.

"unless……"

Du Chengfeng couldn't help but think of a battle long ago.

That was the fight between him and Emperor Taizu of Southern Chen, and also one of the few battles in which he did not sharpen his weapon - only because Emperor Taizu of Southern Chen himself was that weapon. When he touched Emperor Taizu of Southern Chen at that time, he was directly drawn into Emperor Taizu of Southern Chen's past experiences. This was also an extremely rare and special situation.

So, let's look at it now...

"Can humans also be considered weapons?"

Du Chengfeng began to fall into deep thought.

Theoretically speaking, no, after all, people don't have blades or handles, and they are not made of iron, so they are naturally unrelated to weapons - but if you look at it from an abstract perspective, people can really be considered weapons, and maybe even the most useful weapons.

Of course, this does not mean that you can pick up a person and use him to make a one-legged bronze man spear, but that people themselves do have the potential to be used as weapons.

Or in other words, humans themselves have the potential to be tools.

Just like this incense head, it is a useful tool for the Maitreya Buddha hidden behind. This useful tool can increase believers for himself, harvest incense and vows, and can even be thrown out at a critical moment to cause chaos and lead the situation to the direction he needs. Of course, when necessary, this useful tool can even be used to kill people. After all, judging from the incense head's intention, he would be willing to die for the Maitreya Buddha.

Anyway, this incense head believed in the words of the rebirth of Maitreya from the very beginning, and felt that death did not exist at all. No matter how many times he died, he could be resurrected again and go to the Pure Land.

"From what this incense head said, it must be a powerful being behind this."

Zheng Qixing's face already looked a little grim.

"Death is dead. This kind of thing should not be passed down. If someone knows how to do this, he is not an ordinary person."

"So I came to see you."

Du Chengfeng said this, but he was still thinking about the thought just now.

If humans can be used as weapons, then humans can indeed be polished - or in other words, he has polished mountains and rivers, so there is no reason why humans cannot be polished. Moreover, the one in front of him can't even be considered a human, but a ghost, and the previous death star also used the ghost as a weapon.

In other words, the undead themselves can be polished and their memories can be extracted.

Or in other words, there is nothing in this world that cannot be polished!
"What's wrong?"

Zheng Qixing, who was standing by, had already noticed that Du Chengfeng's expression looked a little strange.

"Did something happen? You look so pale..."

"It's okay, I just realized something."

Du Chengfeng smiled and felt relieved.

This was a real realization. He hadn't felt this relaxed for a while. Although it was only a small step forward in terms of thinking, it was a big step forward in terms of ability.

Since we are in this idealistic world where we have seen ghosts, as long as we have a strong will, everything is possible.

Then when he firmly believes that the corpse in front of him is a weapon, he can polish the corpse itself like polishing a weapon!

"Please help me and ask Mr. Wang to bring a large wooden barrel over, as well as hot water and towels, and preferably some soap nuts."

"...What are you going to do?"

Zheng Qixing was stunned and didn't understand what this meant for a moment.

Why are we suddenly talking about these things? What does this have to do with the question?
"Of course it does."

Du Chengfeng pointed at the corpse of Xiangtou in front of him.

"I'm going to give him a bath."

(End of this chapter)