If anyone else had been there, they would have kicked the corpse off without hesitation. But Chen Luo wouldn't. His Uncle San wouldn't either.,Normally, corpses of beggars who died of old age don't need to be worried about. But these martial arts practitioners are different. Most of them die from assassination, and some even carry poison on their bodies even after death. Many young undertakers were poisoned to death while collecting the bodies of these martial arts practitioners. Besides martial arts practitioners, there is another type of corpse that needs to be careful: disaster victims. Because many disaster victims died of illness, even after death, they can still spread diseases and cause death.,Chen Luo glanced at the stray dog raised by his uncle. He remembered when he first came to the city and stayed with his uncle, this mangy dog had bitten a hole in his pants. In the corner, the mangy dog, its tail stiff with anxiety, was hidden away from the foul stench, sensing that something bad might be about to happen.。