However, Li Xun slowly poked his hand toward Chen Ping'an's evil corpse in the wooden coffin. There was a corpse-suppressing talisman suppressing it. When Li Xun touched the evil corpse, the evil corpse did not react much.

However, Li Xun shivered and subconsciously retracted his hand. The evil corpse was so full of evil spirits that it seemed as if it had touched the thousand-year-old Xuanbing in the moment.

Staring at the evil corpse, Li Xun reached out to close the coffin and carried the coffin on his body. The method of burial scriptures flowed in his heart. A stream of extremely pure and pure evil origin energy was absorbed by Li Xun after passing through the coffin.

I don’t know how long it has passed, but Li Xun only felt the continuous evil spirit disappear, and a feeling of loss arises from the bottom of his heart.

When his eyes opened, a faint glow of newborn light spread in the sky. I never thought that it would pass in the middle of the night, but Li Xun was feeling his own changes with a little excitement.

To be honest, it was only half a month since he traveled to this world. During this period, he almost always studied various common sense and matters that night watchers need to pay attention to in Fengchi County Night Watch. He only had some time to practice the burial scriptures when it was late at night.

It is conceivable that under this situation, Li Xun's cultivation in the Burial Sutra can be almost negligible, and he can almost say that he has no cultivation at all.

However, now, Li Xun felt a cool breath rising from his dantian and flowing along the tendons and veins all over his body. He subconsciously clenched his fists, and a crackling sound came.

"I have increased my cultivation for at least one year!"

It was not until this time that Li Xun suddenly understood why someone would say that for them, the corpse evil was both a crisis and an opportunity.

It was only midnight that absorbing the origin of the evil corpse from the evil spirit is enough to be as good as nearly a year of practice. If it weren't for the night watchman to face all kinds of strange evil spirits, there were scary death rates, I wonder how many people would choose to enter the Night Watch and become a Night Watchman.

He reached out and grabbed the wooden coffin and carried it on his back, but he could clearly feel that the coffin on his body became much lighter. Obviously, this did not mean that the coffin had become lighter, but that Li Xun had achieved one year of cultivation and his strength had obviously become stronger.

After patting the coffin behind him, Li Xun faced the newborn Chaoyang and said, "It's time to go on the road, Chen Ping'an, don't make any trouble, I'll send you home!"

In the wooden coffin, Chen Ping'an, who had gathered the original qi of the Yin Evil gathered due to resentment, was absorbed by Li Xun and fell into silence. He didn't know if he heard Li Xun's words, but he suddenly opened his eyes full of white eyes while Li Xun stepped.

But at the same time, a mysterious light rippled in the corpse-suppressing talisman. Chen Ping'an, who had changed, returned to calm again. However, if you observe carefully, you will find that strands of shady aura gathered towards Chen Ping'an again.

Daliu Town

There were shrill crying sounds in the middle of a small house at the east end of the town early in the morning.

"My son, why did you leave for your mother and go first..."

"My miserable son, how can you tell your father, how can you tell me that the gods are shooting the flower..."

Early in the morning, the security chief came to the Chen family to inform the Chen family of the news that Chen Ping'an's father was a peddler and had been doing business outside for many years. Only Chen Liu, the eldest son Chen Ping'an and the second son Chen Pingkang were left in the Chen family.

Almost a month ago, the eldest son Chen Ping'an was abducted by Huazi in the town. Since then, there has been no news. When I never thought that when I got the news again, it was about Chen Ping'an's death.

The security chief Chen Ying and the two chiefs looked at Chen Liu, who was crying there, with a little ridicule in their eyes, which felt like they were watching someone act.

The neighbors around seemed to have some concerns, and they were not too close to the house of Chen Liu's family. They gathered together in groups of three or five, pointing at the open door from afar.

"Poor little Ping'an..."

"How unfair God, Xiao Ping'an is just a child!"

When Li Xun walked into Daliu Town, he didn't have to look for it. He saw the gathering crowd and the wailing sounds that could be heard from afar.

Listening to the wailing, Li Xun couldn't help but sigh. The greatest helplessness in life is separation from life and death, not to mention the pain of losing a child. A white-haired man sent a black-haired man. You can imagine how bad news it was for his elders when Chen Ping'an's death was sent back.

Li Xun carried a coffin on his back, and he was extremely eye-catching all the way. When he saw Li Xun coming from afar, many people couldn't help but say, "Here, come, the night watchman sent Xiao Ping'an back."

The surveillance chief Chen Ying hurriedly brought two surveillance chiefs to greet him, and respectfully bowed to Li Xun, "The surveillance chief Chen Ying of Xiadaliu Town has met the Night Watcher."

Li Xun waved his hand, saw the door wide open, and the wailing squeaking sounds of the yard, and he couldn't help but pause slightly, and subconsciously said to the chief security officer: "Is this Chen Ping'an's home?"

He was already at the door of his house. Under normal circumstances, the Chen family should have cried out long ago. You should know that he sent the scholar back to his hometown not long ago, but his relatives at home were waiting at the entrance of the village early.

Chen Ying hurriedly said, "Sir, it's here that Chen Ping'an's father is doing business outside and never returns for many years. There are only Xiao Ping'an's mother and second son Chen Pingkang in the family."

While speaking, Chen Ying shouted into the yard: "Liu, Xiao Ping'an is back. Why don't you come out quickly, as a mother?"

Until now, a charming voice came: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Li Xun couldn't help frowning at the first glance when he saw Liu. It was really that Liu didn't look like a dead son. You should know that the news about the Night Watch would be transmitted to the deceased's home one day in advance. Even the local villagers and seniors would take some time to pass the news, but they would definitely give the deceased's family a buffer and make arrangements for funerals before the Night Watch arrived.

But Liu was wearing gorgeous clothes in front of him, with red vermilion on his lips and fragrant powder on his body. He sounded like he was crying, but there was no trace of sadness in his eyes.

It seemed that he had noticed Li Xun's strange look. The chief of security chief Chen Ying shouted at Liu with a bad expression: "Liu, have you howled enough? Chen Cheung-lang is not at home, so you will decide what's going on in the family. Xiao Ping'an's body needs to be buried today. You can choose a tomb for Xiao Ping'an at the location of your Chen family's ancestral tomb."

Almost as if it was a conditioned reflex, Liu suddenly looked up and opened his eyes wide and shouted: "Why should he enter the ancestral tomb of the Chen family..."

Li Xun couldn't help but be stunned and looked at Liu in a little astonishment. Chen Ping'an, as the eldest son of the Chen family, had died, so why could not enter the Chen family's ancestral tomb? But looking at Liu, he seemed to be not allowed to enter the ancestral tomb. Is this going to make Chen Ping'an a lonely ghost?

Neighbors in the distance pointed and pointed in the distance.

"Tsk tsk, this Liu is really not a good person!"

"Poor Xiao Ping'an, he can't even enter the Chen family's ancestral tomb. This child's life was miserable, and he was even more miserable after his death!"

In the coffin on Li Xun's back, Chen Ping'an, who had been silent, was not sure what was stimulating, but suddenly opened his eyes full of white eyes and stared at the lid tightly, his face becoming more and more ashen.

At the same time, a stream of evil spirit eroded the corpse-suppressing talisman that suppressed Chen Ping'an's corpse like a tide. The cinnabar mark on the corpse-suppressing talisman was gradually becoming dimmed.

Chen Baochang looked at Liu with a gloomy face and said, "Chan Liu, it's okay that you are domineering all day long. It's related to Xiao Ping'an's funeral. You have to keep a thread of your work, just to accumulate good deeds for yourself."

Liu immediately pinched his waist and said, "Is the Chief of the Security Bureau scolding me, Liu Cui'er for being ungod? Come and see, everyone, the Chief of the Security Bureau..."

After stomping his feet, Chen Baochang cursed angrily: "It's simply unreasonable."

Li Xun just watched coldly and suddenly said, "Everyone, Chen Ping'an's coffin is ready. Now I want to put it in the coffin."
Chapter completed!