This immortal cannot be cultivated anymore

Chapter 34 As long as the salary is paid, it doesn’t matter whether the person is alive or dead (please recommend a monthly ticket)
  The world may seem safe on the surface.

But there is really an undercurrent inside...

Zhao Sanyuan is dead.

Li Zhengjing also died.

If Lin Yuan hadn't been strong enough and mastered two sets of rough martial arts to an extremely proficient level during this period of time, he might have died.

At the moment, Liefeng Martial Arts School doesn't dare to cause trouble to him, but what happens after this incident ends?
  You know, Liefeng Martial Arts School is different from local martial arts schools like Jianglong Martial Arts School. Behind the martial arts gym, there is a headquarters and franchises...

Would such a behemoth tolerate his own existence?
  Although Lin Yuan believed that he was right, they obviously did not think it was their fault.

You must not have this sense of luck...put your own safety on a possibility that others may not care about.

Just practicing "Na Yuan Zhen Jue", even though the speed of progress is very fast, it is still step by step.

On the contrary, Li Zhengjing's death gave him a wake-up call...

He can greatly improve his own strength through the spiritual energy in the bodies of those who have died.

After listening to Lin Zhengying's popular science, Lin Yuan understood that the system of cultivating immortals in this world did not seem to involve cultivating the mind, but only blindly improved strength...

Then things like divine consciousness will naturally develop.

But there is no doubt that the strength of immortal cultivators is far superior to their character.

This can also understand why the whisper of residual consciousness appears.

The monks' minds are much stronger than those of ordinary people, but they are not completely different. They have lost their bodies and been wrapped in aura. Over the long years, they simply cannot stand the boredom. It is quite reasonable to become crazy.

But now this is convenient for Lin Yuan.

He doesn't have to worry about his character, he can just focus on improving his strength.

Although he can't do it if he is asked to take the initiative to kill people and seize souls...

Lin Yuan thought that he was not a good person. If he found the wallet, he would want to keep it for himself. But when he saw someone falling, his first thought was to help him.

He is just an ordinary person.

But sometimes, you don’t have to make it yourself if you want to find a dead person.

Like a hospital?
  That is to say, Lin Yuan's "Na Yuan Zhen Jue" cannot absorb resentment into his body. Otherwise, in a hospital, a place that best demonstrates humanity, the abundance of resentment will definitely make him fly straight into the sky like a rocket.

Therefore, Lin Yuan went straight to Qinghua First People's Hospital as soon as possible after school.

He couldn't enter the morgue.

But when he wandered around the various departments and inpatient departments of the hospital, no one would ask him...

After staying in the hospital for a whole day, I did see two old men die.

It's just such a natural death, but almost no spiritual power overflows.

According to Lin Yuan's speculation, it should be that as he grows older and his body fails, his spiritual power has been dissipated in the process. By the time he dies, there is almost only an empty shell left.

As for accidental death...

I can only say that this kind of thing can only be touched...

After all, those who died unexpectedly, except those with special status, would be taken to the hospital for rescue, while ordinary people would be sent directly to the crematorium.

Huh?
  Lin Yuan, who had gained nothing all day, suddenly felt as if he had caught Hua Dian.

It seemed like he was in the wrong place.

Lin Yuan immediately rushed to the crematorium.

Sure enough, there were two families holding funerals.

He seemed to be vaguely aware of the spiritual power in the air, but he arrived a little late, and the spiritual power had been almost decomposed.

But it was exactly what he expected.

The crematorium is more suitable than the hospital as an advanced place to improve your strength.

Even if dead people don't happen every day, as long as they happen every few days, there won't be any problem.

But it doesn’t seem right to wander around a place like the crematorium every day...

You can't just leave a dead person and pretend to be a relative when you see them, right?
  Although Lin Yuan didn't feel sorry for the 200 yuan, as time went by, the management staff would definitely wonder where he got so many relatives.

But Lin Yuan didn't have any other options.

After returning to the hotel.

Lin Yuan turned on his computer and started searching for temporary worker recruitment information.

Without parents, there is no source of livelihood.

Although there is a guarantee of 100,000 yuan, if this money is wasted until the Longmen exam is passed, it will definitely be stretched after that.

Lin Yuan's original plan was to find a job that would not delay school immediately after the martial arts class.

Anyway, since he became an immortal, his energy has become very strong...

Even if you work as a duck, I believe you can make a lot of money, not to mention other jobs.

It's just that he didn't have a clue about what kind of job to find before, but now it seems that he already has one. He rummaged around for a while, and sure enough, in the most remote corner of the most part-time recruitment website, he found recruitment information about the crematorium, which seemed to have existed for a long time.

[Qinghua Crematorium is recruiting three night shift workers. The working hours are from 10pm to 5am. The salary is favorable and the salary is negotiable! 】

Lin Yuan directly dialed the number.

Soon, a voice from the other side asked: "Hello?"

Lin Yuan asked: "Hello, I see you are recruiting nighttime temporary workers, right?"

"Can you stay up late?"

"How much is the salary?"

"Are you afraid of dead people?"

“Are you okay with workers being underage?”

"Can you bear the glare from your relatives who think it's bad luck because you work at a crematorium?"

"Sorry, my whole family is dead."

"You are the kind of worker I'm looking forward to. When can you go to work?"

........................

A detailed chat.

It was settled quickly.

Daily wages are settled daily.

300 yuan a night!
  I work about seven to fifteen days a month.

It doesn’t matter if you are a minor...

The other person generously revealed that because a regular employee at the crematorium didn't want to work the night shift, he specially used part of his night shift bonus to hire a temporary worker to help him.

So it doesn't matter if you are a minor or not, because what they did is inherently illegal, but they have been taken care of, and they are all related people. If you are a minor, you don't have to worry about being fined.

After chatting on the phone, Lin Yuan went for an interview that night.

The person keeping vigil was an old man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties. His hair had turned gray, but he was still energetic and smiling. He looked like someone who could not help but think of his grandparents.

Seeing Lin Yuan arriving, he asked Lin Yuan why he did this.

Lin Yuan's reason is also very reasonable...

Both of my parents are dead, and I don't want to sit back and have nothing to do. I want to find a temporary job, but it can't affect my schooling during the day, and it happens to be that this place is not far from Ju'an Community.

Not surprising, after all, they are all in the old city.

"No wonder you want to find a job at our crematorium."

The old man’s surname is Dong.

The specific name was not mentioned, but Lin Yuan was asked to call him Uncle Dong.

When he heard that Lin Yuan's parents were dead, his eyes became much kinder.

He reassured: "Don't worry, although you are on night shift, the crematorium needs someone to guard it, and you can help someone when they need help. As long as you are not afraid, you can actually sleep well at night. After all, it is not every day." Everyone is dead, right?"

Lin Yuan smiled bitterly and said: "Only those who have a way out have the right to be afraid. People like me... In order to keep this job, even if the dead man jumps up and runs away, I have to catch him back to ensure that I can keep this job." Job, otherwise where can I find such a suitable job?"

"It's true, alas...it's true that hemp ropes are cut at the smallest points, and bad luck only seeks out the poor! Let's go, I'll show you where to sleep."

Old Dong took Lin Yuan to the guard room.

The place is not small, covering more than twenty square meters, and the white tiles have been mopped spotlessly.

There was a bunk bed with a few simple boxes and some sundries on top. The bed below had been neatly made and looked clean.

"Actually, the recruitment information has been posted a long time ago, but generally no one dares to come here to work, so these things are very clean and you don't need to take them from home."

"But I sleep here, where do you sleep?"

Old Dong shook his head and said: "I am getting older, but I really can't bear to stay up late. Now that you are here, I can go somewhere else to have a peaceful sleep. Don't worry, I will pick up your shift at five o'clock every morning. "

"Thank you, Uncle Dong!"

Lin Yuan thanked him.

"Here, here is your duty list. Just come at the time you check off. There are only about ten days of duty in a month."

"Can I come over and take a look when you're not at work?"

Lin Yuan explained: "The main reason is that it is quiet here, so I can practice martial arts or do homework and feel at ease."

Old Dong laughed and said: "Of course there is no problem, it's just that there is no salary. Are you still a martial arts disciple? That's great, martial arts make people brave... No wonder you dare to come here, it seems you can work for a while longer .”

Lin Yuan was surprised and said: "How come there are other people here who have been here, and they haven't been here for a long time?"

"of course not."

The old director hurriedly shook his head in denial and sighed: "I told you, there are not many people willing to take this job."

(End of this chapter)