After Touching Corpses in Yizhuang, I Became a Martial Sage in the World.

Chu Xiu, the most cowardly corpse collector in Qingyang City, has a rotten secret in his stomach: the body of a warrior who died violently has not cooled down, and he can pick up a trace of the body by touching it. Three years, four hundred strands. He just wanted to save money, get rid of his humble status, and leave this cannibal city. It wasn't until that snowy night when the "corpses" picked up from the mass graves opened their eyes and the Tiqi from the Zhenwu Division broke through the door of Yizhuang that Chu Xiu realized that every corpse he touched was pushing him towards a three-hundred-year-old death situation. There are nine levels of martial arts, and the first level is the most respected. Everyone in the world says that Yong has no saint. Then let them see what it means to be the best in the world by touching corpses.