From the beginning of this turbid world, the Taoist priest descended the mountain.

This time, however, the forestry department did not choose to cut it open like last time.

Instead, one can sit cross-legged on the bed, using one's own yang energy to ignite the furnace of the heart fire, and use the yang body's furnace fire to fight against the fire.

The icy feeling continued to permeate my entire body.

Lin Ye gritted his teeth, and even with the sounds like ghosts wailing in his ears, he did not slacken in the slightest.

As long as the stove on my body is lit, I won't be afraid of this human-faced sore causing trouble.

"Thump-thump—thump-thump—thump-thump."

The sounds of Lin Can's voices faded into the distance, replaced by the sound of a heartbeat, the warmth of which dispelled the chill.

A warm current flowed once again from the Shaoyang Heart Meridian in the chest to the limbs and bones.

Forestry did not stop this rhythm, but maintained this feeling of inner fire, continuing to burn the furnace of the body.

He didn't know how much time had passed until his stomach rumbled, at which point he realized how much time had gone by.

But burning this stove really can ward off human face sores!

He opened his eyes, his hunger pangs intensifying.

Lin Ye swallowed hard, quickly put on his clothes, grabbed the money, and ran out.

He came to a stall run by an older brother who had fled from Guanzhong and usually made mutton stew.

Upon seeing Lin Ye approach, the older man greeted him, "Oh, it's you. What would you like to eat?"

He recognized him; it was Uncle Lin's second apprentice, the one who had held down the ailing Mei family girl when the Mei family rice shop had that accident.

"Three bowls of mutton stew with bread, please."

The vendor was taken aback. Looking at Lin Ye's physique, he didn't think he was the type to eat three bowls of rice.

It wasn't until Lin Ye slammed the money on the table that...

He hurried to the pot, first serving three bowls, then getting some steamed buns for Lin Ye.

The proper way to eat paomo (pita bread soaked in broth) is to break it into pieces, add some chili while it's still hot, and then put the soaked pita bread in. The authentic way is to enjoy it with the broth and the pita bread inside – the broth contains the pita bread, and the pita bread contains the broth.

But forestry is like a starving ghost reincarnated; it first takes a big bite of bread, then gulps down several spoonfuls of soup.

Break it apart to eat? By the time you've broken it apart, you'll probably be starving.

Before he'd even finished chewing, he poured more vinegar into the bowl. He ate it with the soup and steamed bun, along with the garlic.

The owner was terrified by the fierce and aggressive way the man ate. "Who is this guy? Is this how you eat steamed buns?"

"Boss, give me three more bowls."

The forestry worker realized that this thing was making him hungrier the more he ate. Three bowls were definitely not enough. It seemed that igniting his inner fire to fight the human-faced sores had consumed a lot of his energy.

The waste we've lost has to be replenished through food.

Eating and sleeping are the best and simplest ways to nourish the body.

After that, Lin Ye ate a total of eight bowls of steamed buns and soup before he was full.

(The martial arts path of the heart and lungs, where eating, drinking, and stance training are all forms of cultivation. Even though this human-faced sore is related to the 'Teng Technique' left behind by the [Southeast Evil Spirit True Lord], it's nothing in your eyes. Your control over the heart fire has improved significantly, Qi and Blood +1)

[Yearly Ruler: Forestry]

[Qi and Blood: 7]

[Strength: 5] (Method: Life Fire Furnace)

[Agility: 3]

[Divine Sense: 2] (Method: Spiritual Vision)

"Phew..." Sure enough, after practicing the Heart Fire technique and taking nutritional supplements, my whole body felt refreshed.

A warm feeling flowed through his body, and Lin Ye felt that with the increase of 1 point in his Qi and blood, his body seemed to have entered a completely new state.

When he opened his eyes again, there were already quite a few people gathered around him.

He had clearly never seen anyone eat eight bowls of mutton stew in one meal.

However, thinking back to the news that came from Mei's rice shop.

When everyone looked at the forestry department again, their curiosity turned into relief.

After all, extraordinary people must have extraordinary abilities. The fact that he was able to hold down the Mei family girl who had bumped into him shows that he was not an ordinary person with strength.

It's normal for people to eat more if they have more strength.

This boy is so greedy that he's bankrupted his father. Uncle Lin of the mortuary must be quite worried.

Lin Ye settled the bill and returned to the mortuary.

Upon entering the manor, one immediately felt a chilling aura rushing past.

Of course, it wasn't a recurrence of the human-faced sore; the sore had already been suppressed by the heart fire ignited by the "heart fire furnace."

It is the "viewing hall".

Lin Ye immediately activated his spiritual vision and saw a dark red aura swirling above the northwest viewing hall.

There are three days left until the 15th of this month.

Judging from this situation, if Master doesn't return soon, the things inside might break out of the coffin.

Qingshi Town, though small, has a unique geographical location, situated at the junction of Hanyang Province, Huizhou Province, and Xiangxi Province.

Corpse drivers from western Hunan and paper-cutters from Huizhou often travel through this area with their fellow practitioners from the "Eight Yin Gates".

In Qingshi Town, there are all sorts of anecdotes and rumors from other places.

Every ten years, the cave masters of western Hunan would select three to five girls of suitable age to become "cave maidens" and go deep into the mountains to serve.

"Li, the paper maker from Huizhou, is an expert in making lifelike paper figures. His paper river cart can even cross the Yin River and enter Fengdu."

"The Ma family of Hanjiang City came from beyond the pass and established their ancestral hall in Hanjiang Prefecture. Every member of the Ma family carries a spirit."

The corpses inside the "Viewing Hall" were left there by a corpse-driving man from western Hunan.

It is said that they were several members of the grain transport gang who died violently in Hanjiang City, the provincial capital of Hanyang Prefecture.

The corpse driver said he had something to do and would come to pick it up in a few days.

But now, half a month has passed, and there has been no news of this person.

Damn it, if we don't take care of this thing, it'll come back to life.

We need to quickly inform our senior brother to make further preparations.

Just then, Senior Brother Lin Hao walked in from outside. He greeted Lin Ye with joy.

"Junior brother, Master has replied. He'll be back on the fourteenth of this month. He said to seal the doors and windows of the hall with talismans for now, and he'll deal with it when he gets back."

Lin Ye felt a slight sense of relief, followed by a surge of curiosity.

"Senior brother, what happened to the corpse inside? People who die violent deaths usually don't look like this."

Lin Hao thought for a moment and said, "These bodies were pulled out of the water, and their bellies were facing down when they were pulled out."

As he spoke, he took out several yellow talismans from his master's room and pasted them on the door and windows of the meditation hall.

But Lin Ye, who was listening nearby, felt a sudden jolt in his heart.

Because he had read his master's book, "The Records of Maoshan Thatched Cottage," which was passed down from his master's master, that is, from his own grandmaster's generation.

It's like a notebook of experience. It records stories of people who retrieved bodies from drownings.

"With back to the sky, the soul remains unchanged; with belly to the sky, magical power is boundless!"

As Lin Hao affixed the yellow talisman, Lin Ye felt the surrounding chilling aura decrease considerably.

But he still looked at his senior brother and said.

"Then why did Master take this job? He could have just let the corpse driver take it back himself."

After listening to his junior brother's words, Lin Hao thought for a long time and said, "The corpse driver and Master are old friends. Most importantly, this matter is related to Master Huang and the new county magistrate."

Upon hearing the name of Master Huang of Goose City, Huang Silang, Lin Ye's heart skipped a beat.

This Master Huang is an acquaintance. The two members of the Tan'er Sect who were killed before were sent to Qing Shi Town on Master Huang's orders.

Unexpectedly, the corpse in the mortuary's "viewing hall" was also related to Master Huang.