I borrowed my brain from the Emperor

Chapter 3 Grave Digging
  Night falls.

After the lights went out at the third uncle's house, Chen Luo changed his clothes and went out for the second time.

It’s not convenient to do anything during the day, but night is perfect for digging graves!

Ever since he awakened Goldfinger yesterday, he has never forgotten it. I was busy testing medicines and preparing things during the day, so I could get started at night.

It's completely dark now, and the neighbors on both sides have turned off their lights and gone to bed. The dogs are all lying down, so it’s a good time to go out and run errands. Taking advantage of this gap, Chen Luo was going to try to dig out the group of people buried yesterday. There are so many charlatans, read each one, maybe you can meet someone who has peerless martial arts in his mind!
  In order to prevent poisoning, Chen Luo also prepared special equipment.

Leather gloves and a mask, and a bag of detoxification pills and a few test bugs in the hand. With just these few things, he spent all the money he paid for burying people with his third uncle last time. If the third uncle knew about this, he would definitely be beaten.

In a small place like the county seat, there are no people on night watch. Because it is located in the hinterland, the city walls are in disrepair. Chen Luo easily found a gap and climbed out.

Relying on his memory, Chen Luo carried his bag and hurried on.

The surrounding area gradually became desolate. Chen Luo lit a lantern and continued deeper along the path.

In the dark valley at night, insects chirp and birds chirp.

The night crow made a strange cry in the dead tree, and its scarlet eyes stared at Chen Luo walking in the mountains.

"arrive!"

Chen Luo breathed a sigh of relief.

Someone who has been buried with Third Uncle for such a long time can be considered to have some experience. Even if it is a night road in the mountains, he still has the confidence to walk. The dangerous job of burying corpses naturally has its own unique skills inherited.

Chen Luo lit the corner lamp in his hand and hung it on the crooked neck tree nearby.

He reached out and took off the shovel from his back. After spitting twice, he started digging.

Because he filled the soil himself, Chen Luo remembered it very clearly, and soon he dug out a straw mat.

He carefully pushed aside the soil above, and sure enough he found the body of the Jianghu guest buried underneath.

"You'll know if it's an hallucination once you try it."

Holding back the stench of the corpse, Chen Luo opened the straw mat. The pungent smell hit his face, and he almost vomited out the food he had eaten the previous night. Fortunately, I was mentally prepared and could withstand the smell.

He reached out and took out a bamboo tube from his waist, and released the poison-testing insects inside. This is a small bug in the shape of a scorpion, all black. When Chen Luo took it out, the insect was curled up into a ball. After smelling the smell of the corpse, he stretched out his body. The little guy stretched out his pliers and fiddled with the corpse twice, and then crawled around the corpse twice.

It took a while before they curled up together again and turned into a little ball.

Not poisonous!

Chen Luo breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he put on the deerskin gloves he had prepared during the day and carefully reached out and placed his hand on the body.

"Remaining brain waves were found and the damage degree is 97%. Do you want to read it?"

"Read!"

Chen Luo shouted directly, but there was no one at the moment anyway.

‘Widow Wang is really big, but it’s a pity that there will be no chance to develop it in the future. ’

Familiar brain waves intervened in the brain, and the obsession with the corpse before death quickly appeared in Chen Luo's mind, but this result made Chen Luo's expression stagnant. When I looked at this stinking Jianghu guest again, I felt bad.

I went through so much trouble to dig one out in the middle of the night, but I ended up reading about such an obsession!

Unwilling to be reconciled, Chen Luo waved the shovel again and started the second round of digging.

"Read!"

This time, Chen Luo spoke directly without waiting for the system prompt.

‘Cuihua, wait for me to come back! ’

‘I hid three taels of silver under the crooked neck tree next door’

They touched the corpses one by one, until Chen Luo felt a little numb at the end.

None of the last obsessions in the heads of these dead charlatans are reliable, either private money or concubines, and some of them have a sense of responsibility and miss their families. For Chen Luo, these obsessions are meaningless to him.

Fortunately, the last corpse gave him something to gain.

‘If you take Black Belly Grass at the third level of qi and blood, the chance of breaking through the internal training will increase by three levels. ’

Internal training?

What state?
  Chen Luo didn't know, but he remembered it.

Sooner or later, he will embark on the path of martial arts. Even if his third uncle fails tomorrow and cannot find someone to introduce him, it doesn't matter. As long as he picks up the shovel and the broken lamp, he can dig out a piece of sky in the cemetery.

After a night of toil, by the time Chen Luo had buried these people again, it was almost dawn.

He dragged his tired body back to the city.

When we arrived at the city gate, the soldiers above had already begun to yawn.

There are already several people here in the dog hole that Chen Luozui was in. It seems that they are all people from the surrounding villages who come to attend the market. They took shortcuts here because they don't want to pay the city fee.

Those who know this road are basically nearby residents.

Just like fare evasion in scenic spots, no one exposes anyone.

Chen Luo didn't have time to spare, so he crawled back to the city along the dog hole, and climbed back through the back wall to return home. The third uncle's snoring in the front room was still there, and it seemed that he hadn't woken up yet.

After putting the tools away, Chen Luo didn't even wash them, covered himself with a quilt and fell asleep.

I was so tired that night that I fell asleep not long after I fell down.

Chen Luo had a sweet dream.

In the dream, he became a hero who could control the wind and rain, with great martial arts skills and flying around. The sword in his hand is invincible, and every time he raises his hand, an enemy will fall. Just as he was painting, his style changed. The sword in his hand turned into a shovel at some point. The clothes on his body became tattered, and there was a curved stick stuck in his back, with a four-cornered oil lamp hanging from the top. The people he killed also disappeared and turned into soil, and the scene in front of him also turned into a cemetery.

A group of graves with no end in sight.

"Why am I digging graves again?"

Chen Luo was stunned for a while. When he wanted to look again, he suddenly heard someone calling him.

"Little bastard, get up quickly! I'll take you to meet someone today."

Chen Luo opened his eyes in a daze and found that his third uncle had entered the room at some point. He was holding a bowl of tofu and two fried dough sticks in his hand, and was greeting him to get up.

He looked up and found that it was already broad daylight outside.

The sun shines in through the window, making the house warm.

"So early?"

Chen Luo shook his still somewhat groggy mind and asked.

"You little brat are not causing trouble for me! Move more quickly." The third uncle impatiently shoved the tofu in front of his face, causing a little splash of tofu.

From what Chen Laosan said, it seemed like he had gone out for a run in the morning.

Chen Luo didn't dare to delay. He picked up the bowl and finished the tofu nao in a few seconds. Then he grabbed the fried dough sticks, kneaded them into a ball and stuffed them in. He almost choked to death after chewing them, but it was his third uncle who handed him a ladle of water in time to save him.

"Wash your face clean and change into clean clothes."

After Chen Laosan said a few words, he went to the front to wait for him.

Chen Luo didn't dare to delay, knowing that this opportunity would not be easy. He quickly got up and packed up.

A moment later, Chen Luo, who had changed his outfit, appeared in the front room.

"Yes, this is a bit humane."

Looking at his upright nephew, Chen Laosan nodded with satisfaction. He walked to the wall, picked up the gift he had prepared a long time ago, and took Chen Luo out.

The third uncle's connections are also very limited.

A corpse buryer can't come into contact with any high-level big shots, and the person who brought Chen Luo to see him is not an earth-shattering big shot, let alone a hidden figure. It's just that at their level, they have some reputations. He is the only one in the circle that Chen Laosan has come into contact with who knows real kung fu.

Even with this kind of connections, Chen Luo would not be able to rely on him without Chen Laosan's help in building bridges.

This world is so realistic.

"The man I took you to see is called Ma Laizi. He was already lame when I met him."

On the way, the third uncle started to tell Chen Luo some precautions.

"I didn't ask about his previous experiences, and he didn't tell them."

Chen Laosan was walking in front, and on the way he took Chen Luo to the entrance of the alley to buy two kilograms of pork belly and three kilograms of loose liquor.

"When I was burying corpses seven years ago, I met a man who was still alive in the pile of corpses. I felt soft and rescued him." Chen Laosan didn't say what he said next, but Chen Luo roughly guessed it.

Chen Laosan is the official corpse buryer, and the people he buries are basically Jianghu people.

Basically, every one of these people has a murder case on their back. For ordinary people like them, they live in another dimension, and getting into trouble with any of them is trouble. Chen Laosan definitely took a big risk when he rescued Ma Laizi from the pile of corpses.

"So he owes me his life. Under normal circumstances, Ma Laizi will never spread his martial arts skills to outsiders. The risk is too high."

Martial arts are taboo among ordinary people.

If word spreads and the government investigates it, none of them, the relevant personnel, will be able to escape.

"I've told you so much, do you understand what I mean?"

Chen Laosan, who was walking in front, stopped and turned back to glare at his nephew who had been silent for a long time.

"Understood, keep a low profile!"

Chen Luo responded immediately.

"Bunny!"

Chen Laosan cursed, but he couldn't hide the joy in his eyes.

My nephew is clever.

The old Chen family has been honest and trustworthy for several generations, and they finally became flexible.

"Get out of the way!!"

The uncle and nephew walked out of the alley. Before they crossed the street, they saw a group of police officers running forward with swords in their hands. The entire street was blocked. A large number of people gathered around, as if watching the fun.

Some voices could be heard faintly in the crowd.

‘Something big happened, Wang Yuan’s family was wiped out. ’

‘I heard that the previous dynasty was involved.’

Rumors from neighbors are always the fastest. True or false is not important, but it does not prevent the uncle and nephew from hearing some key contents.

"Let's go, it has nothing to do with us."

Chen Laosan withdrew his gaze, turned and walked towards another road.

This road is closed, so we have to take a detour.

(End of this chapter)