I am a coroner, and I have some knowledge of martial arts!

"According to the latest news from this station, the Immortal Seeking Sect's Changqing True Monarch has proposed the eliteization of immortal cultivation and has extended invitations to True Monarchs and Immortal Cultivators from all over the world to come to the capital to discuss important matters..."

"The All-Under-Heaven Alliance's Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand, Jue Wuchen, has discovered a Level One Secret Realm, attracting sects from all sides to gather..."

"The nine-tiered spiritual platform of Master Juewu at Foshan Temple forged the supreme golden Buddha..."

Inside Lao Su's funeral service shop, the television was playing the hottest news.

Su Wuchen yawned, picked up a feather duster, and cleaned the dust off the items.

This is one of Su Wuchen's daily routines.

My younger brother, Su Wuming, is currently in high school and lives at school, so he's the only one looking after the shop.

The shop was small, just two unassuming noodle shops with two floors and a backyard. The lower floor was filled with various handmade funeral supplies, while the upper floor was the living quarters of Su Wuchen and his younger brother Su Wuming.

The old man bought this shop with his savings of many years, and there is still a loan of 380,000 yuan that has not been paid off.

Since the old man suddenly passed away from a cerebral hemorrhage a month ago, Su Wuchen has inherited the funeral shop and the loan of 380,000 yuan. In his grief, he awakened to the mystery of his unborn child.

Su Wuchen found this contradictory yet harmonious modern martial arts world very frustrating.

Here you'll find strong warriors capable of moving mountains, cultivators who can fly on swords, monks who travel far and wide in arduous training, and of course, many more ordinary people who rely on technology.

However, this has nothing to do with Su Wuchen.

He has a debt to pay, and there are less than five days left until the repayment date this month.

Su Wuchen originally had some savings, but after handling the old man's funeral last month, he became short of money and dragged it out for a month. According to the purchase agreement between the two parties, if he could not repay 10,000 yuan this month, the other party would have the right to take back the house and auction it off.

At that time, Su Wuchen and his brother will truly be homeless.

After wiping the dust off the items, Su Wuchen sat down in the boss's chair and picked up the "Basic Manual for Beginners in Cultivation" that he had read countless times.

The "Basic Handbook for Beginners in Spiritual Practice" was distributed uniformly 381 years ago.

Updated once a year.

Their slogan is that everyone can practice, everyone can become an immortal, and everyone can become a Buddha.

The cultivation methods contained within are the three strongest cultivation methods currently available.

One seeks immortality, another practices martial arts, and yet another seeks enlightenment.

Besides these three, there are various other unique cultivation methods, but they are not widely known or practiced by many people, so they were not printed in the book.

There were some fingerprint-like oil stains on the page, and the footer was yellowed and curled up, but Su Wuchen did not find any treasure inside.

As for the so-called entry into martial arts, the cultivation of qi and the foundation building, and the attainment of Buddhahood in a single thought, these are nothing but fantasy.

But that's normal.

Although the major sects vigorously promote their respective cultivation methods, not everyone can master them.

Even with the most widely circulated and heavily promoted "Basic Manual for Beginners in Cultivation," only one in a hundred people can truly feel its effects.

Ding Ding Ding!

"Hey, how are you? This is Old Su's funeral home..."

"Su Wuchen, there are only three days left until the repayment date. Have you prepared the money?"

"It's clearly five days..."

Su Wuchen corrected him, only to be met with an angry rebuke: "You've been dragging this out for a month! If you can't scrape together ten thousand yuan within three days to pay off the loan for the past two months, you'd better pack your things and get out of here!"

beep.

Su Wuchen glanced at the phone that had been hung up and couldn't help but sigh.

Trying to scrape together 10,000 yuan in three days? Isn't that making things difficult for me?

呲呲!

A screeching sound of brakes rang out from outside.

Su Wuchen turned his head and saw a burly man in a constable's uniform stride in.

Behind it, a long, nearly five-meter-long skid mark was left.

Su Wuchen's gaze fell on the newcomer's shoes.

Why aren't the soles of his shoes worn out?

"Burying the Corpse Su..."

"Zhao Fei, I have a full name. Please call me Su Wuchen, thank you."

"Okay, bury the body, Su."

Zhao Fei nodded and said with a smile, "I've brought you some business."

Su Wuchen said expressionlessly, "I'm very busy."

Zhao Fei was his childhood friend and also his classmate from elementary school to high school.

His grades weren't great, but he was incredibly physically fit.

He's always been the class's tough guy, a major headache for the teachers.

It was precisely because of his unique physical advantages that he successfully entered the ranks of martial arts practitioners in the year he graduated from high school, becoming a glorious constable.

Zhao Fei pouted, glanced at the game Su Wuchen was playing, and said, "I'm not trying to be mean, but why don't you study this perfectly good beginner's manual instead of spending all your time holed up in this little shop playing games?"

Seeing that Su Wuchen remained silent, Zhao Fei changed the subject and said, "Come with me."

Su Wuchen: "What, has my affair been exposed?"

"Nonsense!"

Zhao Fei chuckled and explained his purpose, "Someone died in Hezhong Community yesterday, a truly gruesome death, so you were the first person I thought of!"

"Thank you, I'm fine."

"..."

Zhao Fei rolled his eyes. "I mean, you're coming with me to collect a corpse."

"Where's the coroner?"

"Then don't worry about it."

Zhao Fei waved his hand dismissively, "Pack your things and come with me now."

Su Wuchen pursed his lips. Is working in the government office easy?

of course.

The work itself is easy, but getting paid for it is difficult; you might even end up doing unpaid work...

"I'm very busy."

"A subsidy of five thousand yuan, in cash. I know you're short of money..."

"Why didn't you say so earlier!"

As soon as Su Wuchen finished speaking, he vanished without a trace. When Zhao Fei looked in the direction of the sound, Su Wuchen was already standing outside the door, carrying a box. "Let's go."

"efficiency!"

Zhao Fei laughed, turned around and closed the roller shutter door, then squatted down and patted his own shoulder.

"Come up."

Su Wuchen rode on Zhao Fei's shoulders and felt the houses on both sides rushing past. In just three minutes, they arrived at Hezhong Community.

hiss!

Su Wuchen pressed his hand to his chest, his face pale. "Why the hell did you run so fast?"

Zhao Fei remained calm: "I just broke through to the ninth-grade Great Perfection realm, and I couldn't control my power for a moment."

Did I ask you that?

Su Wuchen rolled his eyes and followed Zhao Fei to the scene of the crime.

Inside a cordon that keeps strangers away, several police officers are investigating the scene.

"Officer Wang, he's the Su who buried the corpse I was talking about."

"Okay, go collect the body."

Officer Wang merely glanced at Su Wuchen and paid him no heed.

He's just an ordinary person.

Upon entering the room, the stench of blood filled the air.

The furniture and walls throughout the room were stained with blood to varying degrees.

The sight of the scattered organs and limbs on the ground made Su Wuchen feel dizzy, nauseous, and vomit.

No wonder someone took on this job.

It was a scene comparable to a lone hero running onto the national highway in the middle of the night to scare people.

No normal person could stand that.

"Can you handle it?"

I tried my best.

Su Wuchen glanced back at Zhao Fei before beginning to clean and piece together the corpse.

Su Wuchen froze on the spot after picking up just one foot.

[You touched the remains of a martial artist and gained one-tenth of his cultivation!]

"...?"