Cultivating Immortality: Start by burying corpses in a border town and become proficient!

It is the end of March.

At the end of spring, a drizzle is falling.

As the evening arrives, the sky is dark. Outside the southern border town, the torches that have just been lit in the shantytown are shaking with immature light, and it is difficult to illuminate anything.

"Unpleasant weather, tsk!"

Cursing in his heart, He Bo, the corpse manager, stood at the door of the attic, hesitated for a moment, and stepped out into the humid and sultry rain.

The drizzle could not wet his clothes, and his feet did not touch the water. After walking out of Qingyayuan, he quietly cast a spell, stepped into the shantytown, and quietly passed through the people coming and going here.

They only felt a chill in their hearts, as if some prehistoric beast passed by, and subconsciously made way. Looking around, they could not see anything, and immediately broke out in cold sweats, and were very afraid, and did not dare to stay any longer.

He Bo moved forward silently, with a clear goal.

The Buried Corpse Courtyard!

Because the leader here, Du En, hadn't asked him for wages for a long time.

Perhaps he had learned his lesson and was afraid, so it wasn't something worth noting.

However, no one had died in the Buried Corpse Courtyard for a long time.

Although He Bo thought that this was actually quite good, it saved him from wasting time meaninglessly here.

However, when he thought of Du En's calm face, he couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

So, today, he finally took action and came to see the situation.

Just when he got close to a certain distance, he couldn't help but stop and raised his hand to fan his nose.

"What's the stench?"

In the humid and sultry air, there was a faint stench of decay, which seemed stubborn and continuous.

"These bastards are really stinky. Tsk, just stop here and use your spiritual sense to take a look."

He Bo took a few steps forward with difficulty and used his spiritual sense to observe the Buried Corpse Courtyard.

He could barely reach the courtyard, and he didn't want to get any closer.

Now, Du En and the others hadn't come back yet, but He Bo didn't have to wait for long. In the drizzle, six people stepped on the muddy water under their feet and hurried back here.

Their whole bodies were wet, and five of them couldn't help shivering.

They were the people who buried the corpses.

Because on rainy days, the evil spirits were particularly difficult to dissipate, and they were easily carried by the rain and flowed onto the bodies of the people who buried the corpses, so it was inevitable that the evil spirits would penetrate their bodies.

Now that they came back, they immediately took off their dirty and wet clothes, drank a few bowls of the cold exorcism soup prepared in the morning, and then squatted together, like a few white quails, huddled together for warmth.

Du En also drank a bowl to moisten his throat, then moved out the clay stove and started a fire.

The temperature of the flame dispelled some of the moisture.

"It looks the same as always, no different from a beast."

He Bo watched from a distance, still sneering in his heart.

He also noticed something strange. Du En didn't take off his clothes. His face was still the same as before, calm and indifferent.

And in his hand, he was holding a big owl.

"Rotten owl?"

He Bo was just surprised, and then he saw Du En boil the water and start bleeding and removing the hair.

"Bad luck!"

A foul smell immediately filled the air and became a new force, which immediately made the rotten smell thicker and caught He Bo off guard.

He hurriedly stepped back a few steps, shook his sleeves, his eyes full of disgust, and then he couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha! What did I think was going on? So this is it!"

Why didn't he ask for wages, but he didn't die? Apart from other things, how did he make a living?

Food and daily necessities, especially food, there is no fasting in the Qi Refining Period, and here, you can only buy it with spirit stones.

Without wages and extra income, normally speaking, a few people should have starved to death.

However, now he has completely understood that these guys were forced to eat those rotten owls!

"That's right! Maggots are only fit to eat rotten meat!"

He Bo was relieved and comfortable. Looking at Du En's face again, he didn't think he was calm and indifferent, but numb and had already paralyzed his face.

Also, his breath was faint and vague, obviously due to his previous secret move!

So he was very straightforward and didn't look at it carefully. He was very disgusted with this place and turned away in a hurry.

Du En didn't notice the secret peeping of the corpse manager, but he was actually prepared for it.

The stench was one of them.

At the same time, at present, his breath-retaining technique has already broken through to the point of being familiar with it.

Practicing ten times a day, the continuous aftertaste can just cover the whole day, and some adjustments can be made in the details, so that in front of those who are interested in peeping, it seems that he has been secretly injured and has not recovered, which is very lifelike.

When the big owl started to stew, Du En could take a shower and wash clothes.

When he came back from doing chores, the others were gathered around the stove, their faces began to turn red.

Compared with the past, the speed of recovery was obviously much faster.

When they saw Du En coming, they naturally stood up to avoid him, then stepped past him and started queuing up to take a shower.

"Old Ning, how are you?"

Du En asked Ning Cai at this time.

"Ahem...very good!"

He was still prone to coughing as usual, but it was much better than before, and the amplitude of coughing was very low, especially in today's horrible weather, the evil spirits did not worsen, and he himself could not help but marvel.

Obviously, during this period of time, after everyone's collective efforts, continuous efforts, and some guidance from Du En, their spiritual food cooking finally began to enter the threshold, and they could make stewed owls that barely entered the level.

Although the taste was still very bad and quite unpalatable, as long as it was really effective, it was not a problem at all!

Ning Cai ate and ate, not to mention the new residues before, even the old root of the disease began to be relieved, and the complexion of his face was visibly improving recently.

If this continued, sooner or later, it would be completely solved!

Not only him, but others also changed.

Of course, their changes were not big, because even with the help of spiritual food, the breakthrough of this cultivation level was still calculated on the scale of more than ten or twenty years.

Even so, this was already a qualitative leap!

After asking the question, Du En returned to the stove, watching the fire and adding herbs, while thinking silently in his heart.

"It's been calm recently, but summer is coming soon, and the rain is getting heavier and heavier. If there is a typhoon this year, the impact will obviously not be small."

In addition to natural weather factors, there are also human factors.

"The Blood Eagle Gang is quite honest now, so there is no need to worry too much for the time being. However, the evil cultivators are completely unpredictable and cannot be taken lightly."

"And the manager He Bo, he also needs to continue to be on guard..."

Du En now reviews every day to make sure he has not missed anything.

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