However, the result disappointed Qin He.

Through shadow puppet interpretation, Qin He saw the fanged handkerchief again, but it was still in the last moment of the deceased's life.

It happened very suddenly, just like the way Ma Tuzi died.

In other words, the handkerchief had no intersection with the deceased's life, and the purpose of its appearance was to skin him.

If I have to say something different, it would be that the fanged ghost head on the handkerchief is becoming more and more lifelike.

Under the night, the capital is full of murderous intent, and unspeakable monsters and monsters choose people to eat.

If sewers are the conscience of a city, then in this era without sewers, the crematorium is the conscience of a city.

Obviously, the Feiyu Guards have noticed that the supernatural incidents of face-flaying have become more and more serious, but they are unable to solve them.

This is probably the most consistent characteristic of troubled times: seeing the problem but being unable to do anything about it.

Without any clues, Qin He didn't bother to pay attention and continued to burn the corpses.

Two more bodies were burned later.

Even if the day's work is completed, most of the corpses stored in the corpse cremation hall have been removed, and corpse cremators like Qin He are no longer needed.

After eating the last meal of steamed buns, the same Chang Wen Chang Baihu came to pick him up and sent him out of the imperial edict.

The crematorium didn't say anything about the rewards, and the cremators didn't dare to ask.

They each put dozens of meat buns in their pockets, which is considered as receiving the reward.

Qin He didn't care. Apart from giving Zhang Zhenzhen Talisman or some money, he couldn't think of anything else the Corpse Burning Hall could give him.

Men, you have to have backbone.

If you don't open your mouth, I won't.

Just so arrogant.

Chang Wen sent several people out of the imperial edict, and finally said: "If there is a reward, it will be delivered in the next two days, go back."

After saying that, the person went back.

Well, I finally got some hope.

Compared to the group of people in the crematorium, they can barely be considered "good people" and they don't regard the cremator as a piece of paper to wipe their butts.

Naturally, no one among the corpse cremators took them seriously. They said goodbye to each other and dispersed.

No one knows if they will live until tomorrow, so no one is wise enough to make an appointment for a date to get together again.

Outside, the sun is still shining brightly, and looking at the sky, it's already noon.

The autumn mood is getting stronger, a gust of wind blows, and the body is covered with chicken skin.

Qin He remembered the two sets of clothes he ordered, so he went to the tailor shop first, picked up the clothes, and then went to the hall.

I washed myself thoroughly and made myself clean before walking around the city.

I slept for more than two hours before, and my energy was almost restored.

In the streets and alleys, the topic of the Donglin Lords' crusade against the Five Tigers of the Eunuch Party was intense. In some oblique places, you could even see some small-character posters, which were all used to create public opinion. As soon as they were posted, they were swarmed by the people and snatched away.

Paper is a good thing in this era. It can block the wind when you stick it on the window.

Qin He ran over and grabbed one, only to see four big characters written on it: "Quest for Eunuch".

Content: Since the Yu Song Dynasty, eunuchs have brought disaster to the country, and our dynasty has been suffering from illness for a long time. Nowadays, the emperors are rampant, refugees and bandits are everywhere, and the government and the public are in turmoil. All because of the power of eunuchs, they cause chaos and a smoky atmosphere. Eunuchs have crippled roots, crippled people, and crippled aspirations.

Looking at you, you are greedy for power and domineering, you should be the leader of my court...

With nearly a thousand words written eloquently, it can be regarded as criticizing the eunuch as an individual with no flaws.

The Chunqiu style of writing in it was framed and blamed, and Qin He was dumbfounded when he saw it.

But ordinary people don’t understand that, as far as purpose is concerned, it’s enough.

Another look at the signature: Fushe

Qin He was immediately disgusted.

When it comes to the Donglin Party, just talk and talk, and a bunch of clear-minded people still have to show some respect.

These guys like Fushe are completely shameless.

How should I put it? Donglin is also divided into conservatives and radicals.

This Fushe was created by a group of Donglin radicals. They would gather to give advice when there was nothing wrong. A bunch of trolls and keyboard warriors gathered at Xiangshan Courtyard.

Where is Xiangshanyuan?

The famous Jinjin Cave and Jiyuan in the capital.

A bunch of literati did nothing all day long, and went to the courtyard every day to talk loudly. Every one of them was a living Duke of Zhou. They gnashed their teeth hating themselves for not being in a higher position, and then vented their full resentment on women's bellies.

Hey, this is Fushe.

Qin He rubbed it and threw it away quickly, for fear of contracting the disease, as the words had a powdery smell no matter how he looked at them.

However, seeing how rampant the Donglin Restoration Society is, with small-character posters posted on the 9,000-year-old forehead of King Wei, it seems that the strength of the Donglin Party in this era is much stronger than that of the time and space where I came from, at least it has not been suppressed by the Eunuch Party.

Friction, seizing the opportunity and daring to bite the eunuch.

Thinking about the grand canal as wide as the Genjiang River, it seems understandable that the Donglin Party is a wealthy businessman and the spokesperson of the big landlords in the court. The wide canal will only make them richer and more powerful.

It is only natural that Donglin is more powerful.

After wandering aimlessly for a while, Qin He left the capital and went to the blacksmith shop.

Tie Sanqi has already finished building the shovel. The shovel is made entirely of steel and is six feet long. It does not reflect light even when the dark autumn sun shines on it. The shovel is very thick, with an open edge, and the weight distribution is very subtle.

Although it is just a very simple shovel, it fully shows the skills of an old blacksmith.

The cost of making it was not cheap, only half a tael of silver. According to Tie Sanqi, the steel didn't absorb heat very well, so it had to be burned for half an hour to break it, which consumed a lot of charcoal.

Qin He happily paid the money and walked back with the shovel, feeling quite confident.

This thing has contaminated too many lives. Even if it is reforged, the murderous intent will still remain.

As I was walking, there was a sudden bang and a voice sang:

"Sweeping away the remaining barbarians and setting up the emperor's headquarters, dragons and phoenixes are dancing in Cui Wei. On the left is the sea and the sky, and on the right is the Taihang Mountain. The nine sides are majestic with swords and halberds, and all the countries are wearing clothes. The people of Taiping are happy and happy, and they will live forever.

The sun shines brightly together in Jinou."

Qin He stopped and followed the sound, only to see a dark shed at the corner of the street, surrounded on three sides, with a yellow cloth hung inside, and a lamp lit behind the cloth.

It turned out to be a shadow puppet show stall.

Qin He became interested. He had never been exposed to folk shadow puppetry. In later generations, entertainment was prosperous, and shadow puppetry had long declined. He knew that there was such a thing in the world, but he didn't expect to see this craft with his own eyes today.

Shadow puppet play is a typical street art. The shadow puppets are thin and light, with simple props. It is commonly known as "one shoulder". Whether it is exciting or not depends entirely on the hands, feet and a mouth.

The old man was obviously an expert in his profession, and he used three feet of raw silk as a stage, and he only used his ten fingers to express his humor.

A single word tells the story of eternity, and millions of soldiers dance with both hands.

The performance is a widely circulated folk play "Yue Wu Taming the Yellow Dragon". Storytellers, opera singers and music listeners all love this play, because it is a household name and the common people love to listen to it.

Across the tents, stories from the past are recounted. Under the lamps, drums and music are waved, playing the joys and sorrows of separation and union, and the evil and treachery of the past ages are performed.

The thin shadow puppet was endowed with a soul under the hands of the old man, making it seem like an illusion and reality.

Qin He was fascinated by the scene. When the shadow play ended, the sun was already setting in the west.

Next to the old man, a young man offered a tray with a tray offering rewards. However, the world was difficult and the onlookers were cash-strapped, so only three or five copper coins were placed in the tray.

The old man and the young man were not upset, and he said goodbye to the guest, saying that it was getting late and he would come back tomorrow.

Just as he turned around, he heard a "dang" sound and a silver coin fell into the plate.

The old man was stunned and the young man was delighted.
Chapter completed!