Chapter 93 Hold a Cremation for Yourself

"My wish? See for yourself." The dead soul handed the food box to Chen Fang.

"I can't understand the words on it." Chen Fang said.

"If you are young, don't always think about working hard. Look, if you are uneducated, you may not even be able to eat." The dead soul taught.

You are right, I reflect on it, Chen Fang is very ashamed to see the dead soul who is chattering and teaching him a lesson.

"My wish is to relieve my hunger. In fact, most of the wishes here are like this," said the dead soul.

"Huh? You still need to fill your stomach in this state?" Chen Fang was surprised.

"It's not just the hunger in the stomach, but also the hunger in the spirit. There's nothing here except wrestling," said the dead soul.

"Um, where did the food come from?" Chen Fang asked.

"The corpses of mutated creatures, to be honest, only cooking can provide a little interest." Revenant said.

It's frightening to think about it carefully, if the food here is the corpse of a mutant beast, then...Chen Fang didn't dare to think about it.

"Of course the food for mutated creatures is dead people, and it's useless to keep them anyway," said the dead soul.

Chen Fang's face turned pale.

"Actually, it's normal, isn't it? People eat mutant creatures, and mutant creatures eat people." Revenant said.

"and you……"

"After my death, my body was also sent to the feeding ground. Alas, only the bones were sent back," said the dead soul.

"Are there any mutant creatures among the dead souls?" Chen Fang asked.

"No, only intelligent races will become dead souls in the arena."

"Oh, how can you satisfy your wish?" Chen Fang returned to the topic.

"Private property, let things become our private property, then we can be satisfied." Revenant said.

"How to do it?"

"The most commonly used method now is to burn things, but the success rate of doing so is not high, and even if it succeeds, it may not necessarily fall into the hands of the wisher, and it is very likely that it will randomly fall into the hands of other people in an area .” Said the dead soul.

Burn something? With an inexplicable sense of familiarity, Chen Fang always felt that something was about to pop up in his mind, but he couldn't catch it.

"It's rare for someone to chat with me. The people who come here are all lifeless and don't want to communicate. I'm happy today. I'll give you the box of food in my hand." After the ghost finished speaking, he stuffed the food to Chen Fang.

"Thank you, I haven't asked your name yet." Chen Fang asked after taking the food box.

"Wu Liuqi, a businessman who can fight in the mortal era, well, I'm leaving." The dead soul turned and left after speaking.

"If I want to find you, I should do so." Chen Fang said.

"Hehe, young man, do you want to get free food from me? It's impossible. It won't be free next time. If you want to find me, just stand at the door of the cafeteria and shout." Wu Liuqi said and left.

After Chen Fang watched him leave, he returned to the cell the same way.

"Aren't you disappointed? It's hard to get food here. Usually, the first meal is served in the arena. You only need to kill a mutant creature and eat as much as you can before it's teleported back. Those who drink blood like hair, They are almost becoming beasts." The middle-aged man said mockingly after seeing Chen Fang.

Chen Fang didn't answer, but sent the food box to the middle-aged man, and said in his surprised eyes, "Half for each person, it's a see-off for you."

see off? Although there is a high probability that I will die in the end, but if you are so straightforward, you will have no friends, the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched.

"Thanks, but you should eat by yourself, and you will have some strength to play later."

The middle-aged man refused, even though his stomach was rumbling under the smell of food, and even though he kept swallowing his saliva, he still refused.

"Eat it, if you become a dead soul after death, just take care of me." Chen Fang said.

"Thanks."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment when he heard Chen Fang's words, he couldn't laugh or cry, but he didn't refuse any more.

After sharing some food for the middle-aged man to eat first, Chen Fang took the other half of the food and sat on the other side. Seeing that after the middle-aged man finished eating the food, his originally sluggish spirit recovered a lot, so he started to eat.

"My name is Lin Zhan, what's your name, little brother?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Chen Fang."

"It's rare to see someone as kind as you, who can be so friendly to strangers." Lin Zhan sighed.

"Hehe." Chen Fang smiled.

"This thing will relieve your boredom. It's useless for me to keep it. I guess I might not be able to make it for the next game." The middle-aged man threw out a notebook and a pen.

"Thank you." Chen Fang didn't go to get it right away, but after eating the food, he picked it up with a box and checked it carefully.

"I take back what I just said, you kid has a dark belly, don't worry, it's just an ordinary item." Lin Zhan smiled wryly, feeling that he was just being tested for poison.

"I don't know you very well. Be careful and make no mistakes. We are both adults. Please understand." Chen Fang continued to check without looking up.

Understand the wool, you hurt people so much, the middle-aged people slander.

"This is what I usually use to draw when I'm bored. It's not bad." The middle-aged man couldn't help but said after seeing how carefully Chen Fang inspected it.

"Well, it's okay."

Chen Fang looked at the animals, plants, portraits, and the paintings of gold, silver and copper coins on it, and he really felt that they were lifelike.

"I originally wanted to be a painter, but unfortunately the old man in my family insisted that I be the master, so I had to give up painting and become a... Forget it, it's useless to say anything now." The middle-aged man fell into memory after speaking.

Chen Fang ignored him, confirmed that the notebook was only for drawing, picked it up, and seemed to think of something, after a while, he felt so lucky... Oh, it shouldn't be like a brain twitch, and he tore up the notebook. The paper with the coins on it was found and a portrait was also torn off, and then a low-level core was taken out and synthesized together.

After the synthetic light passed, three paper coins appeared in Chen Fang's hands.

Ming coins: used for sacrifices, issued by "the world is very good". How to use: burn.

Heaven and earth are doing well? What the hell, isn't it a bank?

Chen Fang stared blankly at the Ming coins in his hand, and there were pictures in his mind. In the pictures, there were ash boxes on wooden desks, incense on a copper stove, three sacrifices and nine rituals, a raging brazier, people kneeling on futons, paper money pricking, incineration and worship. .

"It turns out that it can still be like this."

Chen Fang said blankly, he recalled some memories, and at the same time had some doubts, but he has something to do now, so put aside any doubts.

Chen Fang left the cell with Lin Zhan's puzzled expression, ran to the door of the cafeteria, and called Wu Liuqi's name loudly.

"Why? I'm not full. If you want to ask me for food, you can, but it's not free." Wu Liuqi, who came out of nowhere soon, came to Chen Fang and said.

"No, I want to borrow something from you." Chen Fang said.

"Borrow something? What can I lend you?" Wu Liuqi was confused.

"Lend me your bones." Chen Fang said.

"Borrow my bones? What are you using them for? Make soup? That's not acceptable." Wu Liuqi said.

"Take it and burn it to ashes." Chen Fang said.

"Yup?" Wu Liuqi asked.

"Put it in a box." Chen Fang.

"Are you sure you're not kidding me?"

"No, I'm doing something that is likely to change your status quo."

"..."

Wu Liuqi and Chen Fang looked at each other expressionlessly, the scene was very awkward.

"Well, I can see the sincerity in your eyes. Anyway, you have been hanging it as a specimen, and it's annoying to look at."

Wu Liuqi couldn't hold back his face, and finally agreed, because he was very curious about what Chen Fang did to change the status quo, and he didn't care about what would happen to his own bones.

"Wait, I'll get it." Wu Liuqi said and left. It seemed that he was also very bored and looked very positive.

After Chen Fang waited for a while, Wu Liuqi came over with a pair of skeletons hanging on a wooden frame.

"Take it and burn it."

Chen Fang took the wooden frame, found a remote place leeward, asked Wu Liuqi for some wood to make a bed, put the bones on the fire.

The raging fire engulfed the bones, and Wu Liuqi stood aside with a complex expression, watching his own bones gradually turn to ashes.

"The deceased has passed away, and the condolences will change." Chen Fang stood aside and said.

? ? ?

What are you talking about? My own bones are so mournful, Wu Liuqi's head is full of black lines.

"Hey, old Wu, why is this?" A dead soul saw the movement and came over.

"Old Zhang is you, please arrange a cremation for yourself." Wu Liuqi said.

"Cremation? Is there such a method of burial? It's not that there are no bones left." Old Zhang was puzzled.

From ancient times to the present, there has never been such a burial method as cremation, but there has been fire, but that is the old school of criminal law.

"Why is there nothing left, why don't there be ashes left?"

"Why, are you planning to burn ashes to paint the walls? That's not enough."

The two dead souls were talking nonsense there, Chen Fang took care of the fire, and added more firewood when he felt that his vitality was low.

After burning for about an hour, it was considered finished. When the fire was extinguished, Chen Fang picked out the charcoal with a stick, collected the ashes, and found that there were more wood ash than bone meal.

"There are impurities, I don't know if it will work." Chen Fang muttered in a low voice.

"What did you say?" Wu Liuqi asked.

"Find a box." Chen Fang said.

Wu Liuqi complied, and found a box to collect his ashes with Chen Fang.

"Why is it so heavy?"

Seeing the ashes that had to be tamped several times to hold them, Wu Liuqi was a little surprised. As for his bones, which only weighed a few taels, they felt much heavier after being burnt to ashes.

"How else can you say that death is heavy." Chen Fang made a fool of himself.

"And then?" Wu Liuqi asked.

"Next, we need to prepare some things." Chen Fang said.

For the table, move it from the cafeteria; for the incense burner, put it on top of the food box; for the brazier, take a pot for the kitchen; for three incense sticks, find a piece of wood and cut three sticks, as long as it can emit smoke; He handles it by himself, and let him make the sacrifice himself.