My Skills Are Not Serious

　　 "My wish? Look at it for yourself." The soul handed the food box in his hand to Chen Fang.

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

　　 "You are young, don't always think about coming out and working hard, you see, there is no education, you may not even be able to eat food." The soul said.

　　 You are right. I reflect on it. Chen Fang looked at his mouth chattering and teaching his dead soul with shame.

　　 "My wish is to relieve hunger, in fact, most of the wishes here are this." said the soul.

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

　　 "It's not just the hunger of the stomach, but also the hunger of the spirit. There is nothing here except for the fighting," said the soul.

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

　　 "The corpse of the mutant creature, to be honest, only cooking can provide a little interest." said the soul.

　　Thinking about it is extremely scared, if the food here is the corpse of a mutant beast, then...Chen Fang didn't even dare to think about it.

　　 "The food of the mutant creatures is of course the dead, and it's useless to keep it anyway," said the soul.

　　 Chen Fang's face turned pale.

　　 "In fact, this is normal. People eat mutant creatures, and mutant creatures cannibalize people," said the ghost.

"then you……"

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

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

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

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

　　 "Private things, let things become our private things, then we can be satisfied." The soul said.

　　 "How to do it?"

"The most frequently used method now is to burn things, but the success rate of this is not high, and even if it succeeds, it will not necessarily fall into the hands of the wishing person, and it may randomly fall into the hands of other people in an area. "The soul said.

　　 Burn something? With an inexplicable sense of familiarity, Chen Fang always felt that something was about to come out of his mind, but he could not catch it.

　　 "It's rare for someone to chat with me. Everyone who came here was lifeless and didn't want to communicate. I'm happy today. I'll give you this box of food in my hand." After the ghost said, 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 will fight in the Mortal Era, okay, I'm going to leave." The soul turned and left after speaking.

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

　　 "Hehe, boy, 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 canteen door and shout." Wu Liuqi finished speaking and left.

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

"Are you disappointed? The food here is not easy to get. Generally, the first meal is solved in the arena. As long as you kill a mutant creature, you can eat as much as you can eat and drink blood before sending it back. They are almost like beasts." The middle-aged man said mockingly after seeing Chen Fang.

　　 Chen Fang did not answer, but sent the food box to the middle-aged man, and said in his surprised gaze, "One person and half, it is considered to be seen off."

　　 See off? Although there is a great chance that he will die, but if you are so straightforward, you will have no friends, and the corners of the middle-aged people's mouth will twitch.

　　 "Thank you, but you'd better eat it yourself, and you will have some strength to play afterwards."

　　 The middle-aged man refused, even if his stomach is gurgling under the smell of food, even if he keeps swallowing saliva, he still refuses.

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

　　 "Thank you."

　　 The middle-aged man was stunned after hearing what Chen Fang said, a little bit dumbfounded, but he didn't refuse.

　　 divided 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. After seeing the middle-aged man had eaten the food, he had recovered a lot from the original sluggish spirit before he started to eat.

　　 "My name is Lin Zhan, what is 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. I keep it and it's useless. I guess I may not be able to play 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 caught it in the box and checked it carefully.

　　 "I took back what I just said, you guys have a black belly, don't worry, they are just ordinary items." Lin Zhan smiled bitterly, feeling that he had just been tried to poison.

　　 "I'm not familiar with you, so be careful. They are both adults. Understand." Chen Fang continued to check without looking up.

　　 Understand the wool, you hurt people like this, middle-aged people slander.

　　 "This is what I usually use for boring painting, how good is it?" The middle-aged man couldn't help but say after seeing Chen Fang check so carefully.

　　 "Well, it's okay."

　　 Chen Fang looked at the animals, plants, portraits, and the paintings of gold, silver and copper coins on it.

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

Chen Fang ignored him, confirmed that the book was only used for drawing, so he picked it up, as if thinking of something, after a while, he was so happy...oh, it shouldn’t be a brain twitch, and he tore off that one. On the paper with the coins, I found another portrait and tore it off, then took out a low-level core and combined it together.

After 　　 synthesized light, three paper coins appeared in Chen Fang's hands.

　　 Ming Coin: Used for sacrificial offerings, issued "Heaven and Earth are good". How to use: burn.

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

Chen Fang stared blankly at the Ming coins in his hand. There were pictures in his mind. In the pictures, the wooden case ash box, the copper furnace inserted incense, the three sacrifices and nine rituals, the blazing brazier, the futon kneeling people, the paper money smashed, and incinerated. .

　　 "It turns out, it can be like this."

　　 Chen Fang said in a daze, he recalled some memories, and also had some doubts, but now he has something to do, and if he has any doubts, let him go.

　　 Chen Fang left the cell with Lin Zhan's puzzled expression, ran to the entrance of the canteen, and shouted Wu Liuqi's name.

　　 "Why? I didn't eat enough and wanted to ask me for food. It can be ok, but it's not free." Wu Liuqi, who didn't know where he came from, 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 puzzled.

　　 "Lend me your bones." Chen Fang said.

　　 "Lend my bones? What are you doing, making soup? That's not good." Wu Liuqi said.

　　 "Used to burn ashes." Chen Fang said.

　　 "Raised?" Wu Liuqi.

　　 "In the box." Chen Fang.

　　 "Are you sure you are not playing me?"

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

　　 "……"

　　 Wu Liuqi and Chen Fang stared at each other blankly, the scene was very embarrassing.

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

　　Wu Liuqi couldn't collapse his face, and finally agreed, because he was very curious about what Chen Fang did to change the status quo. As for his own bones, he didn't care about it.

　　 "Wait, I'll get it." Wu Liuqi finished speaking and left. It seems that he is also very boring, looking very positive.

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

　　 "Take it and burn it."

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

　　 The raging fire engulfed the bones, Wu Liuqi stood aside with complex expressions, watching his bones gradually turn gray.

　　 "The deceased has passed away, and the sorrows have changed." Chen Fang said from the side.

　　? ? ?

　　 What are you talking about? My own bones are so sad for me, Wu Liuqi is full of black lines.

　　 "Oh, old Wu, what is this?" A dead soul saw the movement and walked over.

　　 "Lao Zhang is you, do a cremation for yourself." Wu Liuqi said ~www.NovelMTL.com~ cremation? Is there such a burial method? This is not a dead body. "Old Zhang puzzled.

　　 Since ancient times, there has never been such a funeral method as cremation, but cremation does exist, but that is the old criminal law.

　　 "Why is there no deposit? There is still ashes left."

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

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

　　 burned for about an hour, and it was considered to be ready. When the fire went out, Chen Fang picked out the charcoal with a stick and gathered up the ashes, and then found that there was more wood ashes than bone meal. After all, this is an informal method.

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

　　 "What did you say?" Wu Liuqi asked.

　　 "Find a box." Chen Fang said.

　　 Wu Liu Qi did so, and found a box to condense his ashes with Chen Fang.

　　 "Why is it so heavy?"

　　 Looking at the ashes that had been compacted several times before they could be loaded, Wu Liuqi was a little surprised, but his few bones, which were burnt to ashes, felt a lot heavier.

　　 "Well, death is heavy." Chen Fang was confused.

　　 "Then what?" Wu Liuqi.

　　 "We need to prepare something next." Chen Fang said.

Table, canteen to move; incense burner, food box on top; brazier, kitchen take a pot; three incense sticks, find a piece of wood and cut three roots, so that it can smoke; oh, there is also a spiritual position with a name engraved, give Wu Liuqi a piece of wood He did it himself, and let him do it himself, and let him live.