After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Chapter 166

"Alas~ Greedy little brat." Qin He shook his head and turned away.

I can't give any more. If I give any more, it will be like a favor being paid in vain, and Hou Xiaoliu might even stay here and refuse to give up.

That's absolutely not okay.

If he doesn't leave, how will the news of the appearance of the Green Ox Immortal spread?

How to “let the bullets fly for a while”?

Qin He gave away the steamed buns, but it was not charity. You have to give in order to gain.

……

After leaving the Immortal Temple, Qin He returned to the crematorium. The big turtle had already sent the two corpses selected today on their way.

The chicken zombie didn't come up.

Because the two selected corpses were tall, they could only move to the back row.

Qin He pondered for a moment, then immediately picked up the yellow cloth bag containing the zombie and went out again.

After a day of tossing and turning, the entire capital was trembling in fear. Except for the patrolling soldiers and the night duty officials, the entire capital was in darkness.

Even the brothels that were bustling at night only had two or three dim lights.

The emperor was furious, and the Feiyu Guard of the Bingmasi was ordered to arrest people on a large scale.

It would be a lie to say that I am not afraid.

Since the founding of the Dali Dynasty, the Feiyu Guard has been a sharp knife in the hands of the emperor.

The emperor has no control over what the knife wants to do, but with just one imperial decree, the knife will become unparalleled in the world.

Even if you are a third-rank official, no one would dare to file a complaint to the emperor on your behalf if you were struck down with a sword.

The countless ghosts and monsters that usually roamed in the darkness seemed to have sensed danger and were lying dormant.

Except for one person.

Qin River.

He carried the Embroidered Spring Sword and leisurely came to the gate of Zhaoyu. His face was covered with crackling sounds and he walked in casually.

At this moment, Zhaoyu was still escorting prisoners in and out. The gatekeeper only checked Qin He's identity token and let him in.

Entering the underground prison, Qin He turned left and right and arrived at the crematorium.

The people in the crematorium were busy. Qin He took a look and found that the bastard Wei Wu was not there.

He's slipped away again. This guy really likes to be lazy.

Qin He didn't go in because the time was not right, but it was almost time.

The first wave of corpses is coming to an end, and there are not many corpses in the hall. It is estimated that the cremation hall will not take extra time.

After all, they were busy all day.

So Qin He wandered around leisurely in Zhaoyu.

Wow, there are so many people.

The cells are almost full.

It must be said that although the Feiyu Guards are very reckless in arresting people, nine out of ten people who are sent to Zhaoyu Prison are not wrongly accused if you use the Qi-Seeing Technique.

The remaining one was simply not destined to die.

When it comes to arresting people, Feiyuwei is quite professional.

Of course, there are also a very small number of people who were arrested for inexplicable reasons.

For example, in front, there is a fat monk.

He was tied up and carried on a long horizontal pole by a group of Feiyu officers, and was swayed towards the torture chamber.

The leader was Chang Wen, a captain from the second arrest team. His joyful expression was like that of an old farmer slaughtering pigs during the New Year.

A white-faced monster left, and a fat man was captured.

It's a good thing to atone for one's sins with merits.

"Woo woo woo...you~family Buddha~"

The big monk struggled hard, his big bald head shaking and he shouted incoherently, making the flying fish officers who were carrying the fishing rods sway back and forth and lose their balance.

This monk is also very strong.

Qin He passed by and shook his head speechlessly.

How many times have you been in and out?

What's wrong with Feiyuwei?

Play Zhuge Liang's Seven Captures of Meng Huo?

Looking back again, eh.

Another person comes.

Who?

The absent-minded Wei Wu.

The little bastard was happier than normal temperature, and the smile on his face could no longer be concealed, looking completely filthy.

Pushing a cart in his hands.

Qin He took a quick look.

Good guy! !

A cart full of cow dung!

This grudge of cow dung is getting bigger and bigger.

I don’t know where to start.

Pay it back endlessly.

"What a sin!"

After watching the big monk and a cart of cow dung enter the torture chamber, Qin He shook his head again and turned to leave.

After walking around for a while, a dull sound spread throughout Zhaoyu.

Qin He's eyes lit up.

The crematorium has closed down.

After hesitating for a while, I walked over and found that the crematorium was closed.

Sensing that there was no one around, Qin He turned his palm into a sponge, inserted it under the stone door, and lifted it up with force.

After raising a crack, he threw the yellow cloth bag in first, then slowly lowered the stone door, and then it "flowed" in.

Body shrinking skill: When you need it, your bones, muscles and skin will be as soft as cotton.

After entering the crematorium, Qin He was secretly delighted.

There weren't many bodies left, but there were still five.

It’s a pity that the coverings are all white, which means they are all local corpses.

After a group of people were killed by Anbagu, the crematorium has gradually replenished its staff, and corpses are rarely left overnight.

But five bodies is also a waste of money.

More importantly, after the Crematorium, rewards will no longer be suppressed.

Qin He smiled, walked forward, took down the soul-capturing lamp from the crematorium, and hung up his own soul-capturing lamp.

They are almost identical. Unless you look very carefully, you can't tell the difference.

After putting away the soul-catching lamp in the crematorium, Qin He started to get busy.

First, we put the zombie in a crematorium, opened the lid of the underground furnace, and started burning it.

No need to worry about fuel this time.

I just don't know how long it will take to burn this time. The last time the ghost corpse burned, it took quite a while.

Then there are the five corpses in the crematorium.

I lifted the white cloth and saw, oh my god.

None of them are complete.

Some were missing their heads, some were missing both legs, some were missing their entire shoulders, and the worst-case scenario was that they had no stomach.

That's right.

The whole stomach is gone.

Above the ribs and the two legs, only a piece of skin was left attached, which was shocking.

All the wounds on the five bodies were very smooth, with extremely sharp tooth marks faintly visible.

In other words, these people were most likely killed by the same creature, which bit off the remaining parts in one bite without any hesitation.

Biting the tendons, bones, skin and flesh is like biting tofu.

Qin He suddenly felt overwhelmed. It was such a big job. Should he burn it or not?

But Qin He hesitated for only a second before deciding to burn it.

As long as conditions permit, it should be burned to the fullest.

This is an aggressive cremator, this is a qualified cremator.

Those who have no legs will have legs repaired, those who have no arms will have arms repaired, and those who have no shoulders or stomachs will also have them made.

Those without a head are more unlucky.

Qin He was free to express himself, and no one knew who the sculpture looked like.

After that, the five bodies were put into the furnace.

As soon as this happened, the cremation talismans started burning one after another.

It was not just ferocious, even the one who was split into two opened his eyes.

Qin He was a little surprised.

Under the soul-capturing lamp and in front of the golden body of merit, anyone who can perform like this is extraordinary.

I can’t understand why the local corpse is so fierce, where did it come from?

But this naturally did not pose a problem for Qin He. After he gave out ten corpse-suppressing nails as a reward, the five corpses lay down contentedly.

But just when Qin He was concentrating on observing the corpse, a corner of an inconspicuous pottery jar was silently pried up from the side of the large iron door inside the crematorium.

Immediately afterwards, a wisp of extremely strong corpse gas slowly flowed out of the jar, and gathered into an almost faint shadow under the shadow of the fire, slowly floating towards Qin He along the shadow of the corner of the wall.

That’s right, it’s floating.

As gentle as a wisp of smoke, silent and unnoticeable.

Even if you don't look carefully, you may not be able to notice any clues even if it passes by you.

But Qin He was sensitive to the situation and turned around like lightning, his whole body filled with magical power.

The shadow reacted very quickly and turned around the moment Qin He turned around, without entering Qin He's peripheral vision.

Qin He looked around with a look of suspicion on his face.

Seeing this, the shadow shook its head and tail, looked very proud, twisted its body, and slowly merged into Qin He's shadow and disappeared.