There is a Tao that is seven days in the cave, and it has been a thousand years in the world.

The Yin and Yang realms are not that exaggerated, but the passage of time is also different.

Simply put, seven days in the underworld and one day in the sun.

The so-called first seven soul-returning night refers to the time when the dead souls arrive at Wangxiangtai. It only takes one day to stay in the underworld.

Qin He leisurely visited the underworld scenery, tasted Mengpo soup, and watched Ling Tianfan and others act, but it took only half a day.

However, in the world of the world, three days have passed!

The most important thing is that Qin He's soul enters the underworld, but his body is on the edge of yin and yang.

If an ordinary person has his soul left his body and no soul suppresses the seven souls, the seven souls will dissipate over time. Once the seven souls dissipate, the body will die and become smelly.

But Qinhe is not an ordinary person or a land god.

The seventh grade of merit golden body, the body alone can become a saint.

Waiting for three days while standing?

That is impossible. I will never wait for three days in my life.

Just as Qin He's soul admires the other side of the ground.

Driven by instinct, his body carried a big shovel and went home by himself.

"Brother Qin~"

"Hello, Master Qi~"

“…”

At the door of the corpse burning house, the corpse burning craftsmen in groups of three or three greeted Qin He enthusiastically.

After Lu Di came back, some corpse burners cultivated their internal strength and looked down on the identity of the corpse burner. They went out to find another person and went out to find another person.

Several new corpse burners came to the corpse burning house.

So Qin He's name was upgraded a step further. The old people in the corpse burning center still called Qin He "Qin Ge'er". The new generation was low, so they sorted according to Qin He's No. 7 corpse burning room and respected "Seventh Master".

It doesn’t matter whether Qin He is good or not. It doesn’t matter what you call me, as long as you don’t call me Qingniu Daxian.

I was in a funny mood and responded with a smile, but I was in a bad mood and said "Yeah".

However, this time, Qin He seemed to have not heard it, and walked straight to the No. 7 Burning Corpsroom, closing the door with a "bang".

Wang Tiezhu, who was concentrating on repairing the door latch, was startled and clamped its fingers.

"Oh! Ah~~"

Wang Tiezhu jumped up from the ground with a clamped face, shook his hands wildly with a twisted face, and looked closely and saw that four of them were blackened with five fingers.

I'll go!

Ten fingers connect the heart!

He couldn't speak except for a scream.

After a long time, he took out Jinchuang Pills, carefully pinched a little bit of the medicine and applied it to relieve the pain.

Then push the door and enter the room.

My intuition told him that something seemed wrong.

When I came back, I didn't say a word and closed the door. I was clearly repairing the door bolt.

I have never been like this before.

When he walked in, he saw Qin He sitting blankly by the bed, not moving or speaking, his face a little dazed.

"Master?"

Wang Tiezhu shouted carefully.

Qin He had no reaction, as if he had not heard the sound.

Wang Tiezhu's premonition became stronger and he got closer and shouted again: "Master, are you back?"

After saying that, Qin He still had no reaction, and didn't even move his eyes, like a statue.

Wang Tiezhu felt a thud and he screamed in secret.

There is really something wrong with me.

"Master... why don't you talk?"

Wang Tiezhu walked closer and reached out to sway in front of Qin He. Seeing that he still didn't respond, he simply grabbed Qin He's shoulder and shook it twice.

This time, Qin He finally reacted, and he turned his head and looked at Wang Tiezhu in a daze. The sound of rubbing the broken glass in his throat seemed to be rubbing against the glass, and he said a word: "Eat."

"eat?"

Wang Tiezhu was stunned for a moment and instinctively looked at the still steaming stove.

He hesitated for a moment, walked over and took two white buns.

This was just steamed from the noodles in the morning. It was fragrant and fresh. I just ate it myself.

Qin He finally took action when he saw the steamed buns.

Grab the steamed buns and eat them, and eat them voraciously.

Two steamed buns, three of them were gone.

Seeing this, Wang Tiezhu simply brought the remaining steamed buns and steamers together.

Qin He continued to eat voraciously, and ate a basket of steamed buns in just a few seconds. He looked up at Wang Tiezhu and said nothing.

But two words were written clearly on his face: Not enough.

When Wang Tiezhu saw this posture, he was not as satisfied as he was not as ten or eight cages.

Qin He knows how much he can eat when he is hungry.

Not many cows!

Maybe he was hungry. Back then, when Wang Tiezhu broke his shell and floated in the wooden barrel, he was even more hungry than this.

Then stop speaking out, your mind will start to become unsuccessful.

Without a word, Wang Tiezhu hurried out and pushed a cart to the dock.

I bought a steamed bun shop in one go and brought back a truck full of white-floured steamed buns.

Continue to move inside and Qin He continues to eat.

Half an hour later, a truck of white-floured buns were gone.

Qin He still didn't say anything, but finally stopped writing "hungry" on his face.

I sat for a while, stood up and looked out of the window.

Look at it calmly, and don't move at all.

After a while, he stared at the crematorium in the room again.

After seeing the crematorium, I went out again, followed the pier and headed south to a cemetery.

What a good guy, Wang Tiezhu didn’t know there was such a place.

Spring is in full bloom, and flowers are blooming all over the mountains and fields. A row of graves are arranged neatly, with beautiful mountains and rivers.

Qin He stood in front of the grave in a daze and returned home for a long time.

He fell asleep until the corpse sent by Guan Mai at night.

The entire process of burning corpses was completed by Wang Tiezhu under Qin He's dazed gaze. There was no fire in Nanming or the fire in the abyss, just ordinary fire pieces ignited.

How many hours have they been burned in total?

After turning over dawn like this, Wang Tiezhu couldn't stand it anymore.

It was sure and sure that Qin He had a problem, and it was probably because he had lost his soul!!

This made it feel like the sky was about to collapse.

In the past, Qin He was the master of everything, and Wang Tiezhu started to burn the corpse and fight.

Now there is something wrong with Qinhe, which makes it feel panicked and doesn’t know what to do.

He has strength and IQ, but he has no backbone.

And he knew the best of what Qin He was. He actually lost his soul at this level, which made him feel unimaginable.

After thinking about it, he found Xu Changshou.

In terms of relationships, Xu Changshou is the person Qin He respects the most and trusts the most.

When Xu Changshou heard that Qin He had lost his soul, he was shocked. After a check, his face looked a little ugly and said, "No, I'm really lost my soul, my eyes were dull, Yin Tang was black, he is now acting entirely on his instinct."

"Uncle Xu saved my master." Wang Tiezhu almost begged.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely be in charge of this matter."

Xu Changshou said, and said, "I know a blind fortune teller. He can cure hysteria and attract souls at the entrance of Changling Lane Hutong. He can try it out first, and then talk about the right symptoms."

"Okay, then let's go now?"

"It's not too late, go now." Xu Changshou nodded.
Chapter completed!