The strange way of immortality: I become a god in a strange world

The corpse of the sand scorpion guard pushed out seemed to be asleep at the moment.

The face is rosy and the breath is gentle.

The exposed skin is all wiped clean and shiny.

Even the hair is meticulously combed.

There was not the slightest smell of blood on the body, there was a faint sandalwood.

The whole person no longer has the hideousness, unwillingness, and horror that he had when he pushed forward before.

What appeared in front of Jin Ziyi and his subordinates at this moment was definitely a carefully disposed corpse.

This craft....

Compared to the old man of the camel, it is not too much!

The old man of the camel has more than thirty years of experience than the teenage brother in front of him.

This little brother named Lin Soul actually has such craftsmanship!

It is worthy of being a nine-generation hereditary white pawn corpse collector.

Jin Ziyi's subordinates, who were not convinced before and wanted to see Lin Soul ugly, were deeply impressed at this moment.

He looked at Lin Soul and almost sacrificed his knees.

He's blind!

A blind man who does all his work so slippery, what about himself, he still doesn't believe him?

Jin Ziyi's heart was also very shocked!

I thought that Lin Soul could make the corpse almost the same.

Just finish the most urgent task in front of you first.

As everyone knows, when he saw the first corpse stitched by Lin Soul, he immediately knew that he had picked up the treasure this time.

This white pawn named Lin Soul is definitely a talent that is rare to see in a hundred years!

The experience and skills and techniques accumulated by the ninth white pawn are absolutely shocking.

Really.

The town has never disappointed!

The blind boy Lin Soul who came here has the skills of sneaky work.

"Lord Kim, please test."

Lin Soul stood in the shadows of the room and said softly.

Jin Ziyi took a sharp breath of hookah.

"Snap!"

He slapped his thigh sharply.

"Good!"

"This technique is a pawn craft that the old man has never seen before, and you really have a pair of earth-shattering ghost and god hands."

"Our Past Life Institute has always believed that 'serving death is like serving life', and we have a natural cooperative relationship with the corpse collectors of the Zhenji White Pawn."

"Brother Lin Soul, such a craft is really a blessing for my Jin Ziyi and the entire Past Life Institute!"

"Come, put this hero who sacrificed his life for the country into an ice coffin, and store it in a pure ice morgue to wait to be sent back to Dayu together!"

Jin Ziyi was so excited.

With a white pawn talent like Lin Soul, his future work in the Past Life Institute will be easy to do.

"Without further ado, go ahead."

Lin Soul said.

Jin Ziyi originally thought that Lin Soul would ask for a slight rest.

Unexpectedly, he directly asked to continue sewing the body.

"Good! Quick, send the second corpse in.

"Like the first one, this corpse had its heart removed, bleeding from its face, and experienced great terror before its death."

Jin Ziyi continued to introduce the appearance of the corpse to Lin Soul.

"Got it."

Lin Soul pulled the corpse in and continued his white pawn sewing the corpse.

This body is almost identical to the first one, and it seems that it died from the same cause.

This corpse was also a sand scorpion guard before his death.

It seems that some kind of existence kills with one blow, removing the heart.

And before he died, he should have seen something extremely terrible, and the expression on his face was very hideous.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret.

When the three incense sticks were lit, Lin Soul confessed to the corpse.

He was not in a hurry to sew the corpse, but came to the front of the corpse and searched for it with his hand in his long hair.

Really!

Again I found a slender and sharp object on my head.

Just like the previous corpse, it was pulled into a kind of illusion as soon as it came into contact.

Lin Soul had expected this.

Just when his spirit was forcibly pulled into the illusion realm, Lin Soul concentrated on mental visualization.

The

heavenly millstone in the spirit world appeared, and slowly and anciently started again.

Crush the unopened illusion with ease.

Lin Soul gently incorporated this unknown thing into the "centipede mouth".

Let's save up and see.

But I found that when the second slender and sharp object entered the "centipede", it was tightly adsorbed with the first piece.

"Click~"

is like two magnets sucked together.

This?

Lin Soul put the two small things sucked together in the palm of his hand and pondered confidently.

At this moment, it was clear that this should be a small fragment after some kind of item was broken.

It is one, but for some reason it is broken.

At this moment, the two fragments attracted each other on their own and merged into one.

The fragments of what exactly it was at the moment could not be seen.

After all, there are only two small fragments, and it is impossible to peek into the whole picture.

Can forcibly pull people into the illusion of the original god "desolation" of this place.

This thing must not be simple!

Even Lin Soul faintly guessed that this time Hanhai City's exploration of the Seventh Altar of the Barren Man suffered heavy casualties that might be related to this thing.

Lin Soul put these two pieces into the centipede.

Quickly start today's sewing of corpses.

Light three incense sticks and paste the "corpse talisman".

The sewing needles flew back and forth, stitching up broken wounds, shaping instead of hearts, and smoothing and hideous faces.

The special ointment paints a rosy makeup, ignites sandalwood to remove the bloody smell from the body.

Hair binding, grooming, dressing.

Lin Soul did all this familiarly, and when he was finished, he once again confessed to the corpse.

It was immediately pushed out.

Jin Ziyi and the others, who were waiting outside the door, were also startled when they heard the door open.

So fast, is the second body done again?

Wouldn't fool you, would you?

After seeing that the second corpse that passed through Lin Soul's hand maintained the same level as the first.

Jin Ziyi was completely relieved.

Completely relieved of Lin Soul's craftsmanship and skills.

This son has a great future!

With such a craft is still so young, do you want to find a way to walk through the back door and leave him in the Hanhai City Past Life Hospital?

Well, this matter has to be planned slowly, in short, first find a way to give him some sweetness.

After all, he still has to be here for several years, slowly closing his relationship with him and trying to keep him in the Dead Life Hospital!

Jin Ziyi made a small calculation in her heart at this moment.

"Poof!"

The subordinates behind him suddenly knelt down to Lin Soul.

"Little brother, please take my knees!"

"Just before, I questioned your craftsmanship, but I didn't expect you to have such a magical white pawn craft."

"I really can't see Tarzan! Damn it, guilty! "

Bang bang!

This guy kowtowed three times to Lin Soul.

"Please, Lin really can't stand it."

Lin Soul hurriedly gave in.

Jin Ziyi took a sip of shisha and said lightly:

"Even if you are also a person who knows mistakes and can correct them, the talent of Lin Soul's little brother is definitely at the master level."

"Don't forget, Lin Soul is a white pawn sent by the Zhen Weisi!"

"The town has never let us down!"

"Quickly go and load the ice coffin and send it to the morgue."

Jin Ziyi waved his hand to signal the handyman to get up and work.

"Yes, my lord!"

The miscellaneous servant got up and cast a deep look at Lin Soul.

I went to work with my men.

"Go ahead."

Lin Soul spoke.

He was looking forward to what the slender fragments hidden in the corpse's hair could eventually synthesize?

How can this thing work on the Seventh Altar of the Arashi?