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

"when!"

"It's time, open the door!"

As the dawn broke, a gong sounded and the large iron doors of the crematorium opened one after another.

Qin He walked out of the crematorium carrying Ma Tuzi's ashes.

Xu Changshou opened the door and saw Qin He was very happy to be alive. He said, "You can have a bye tonight."

Qin He suddenly felt that this was not a reward, but a punishment.

A corpse is a reward.

But there's no way to explain this. How can I say that there's a reward for burning corpses?

Or are you addicted to burning corpses?

cant.

Be low-key, be low-key.

Otherwise, others would think that he was a madman or a fool. What was even worse was that the traitorous minister who had the backing of the Di Lu might even be watching the crematorium.

However, Qin He still asked, shouldn't the Feiyu Guards deal with Ma Tuzi's body? Why did they return to the crematorium?

Xu Changshou had made a friend of Qin He and said, "Things have been turbulent lately, and the Feiyu Guards can't handle it all. From now on, unless the corpse is particularly fierce, we will have to deal with it ourselves."

Qin He asked again what the "unrest" was about.

Xu Changshou shook his head and said that he was not very clear either. He only heard that some inexplicable things had recently sneaked into the capital and were very dangerous.

Qin He was stunned, not knowing whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

……

The sun rose, and Qin He didn't go to have breakfast. He had a big meal of noodles yesterday, and he estimated that he would be able to go three to five days without feeling hungry.

Carrying Ma Tuzi's ashes, Qin He went outside the city, dug a pit and buried Ma Tuzi's ashes.

Ma Butcher saved his life, and this was the only thing Qin He could do for him.

Next to him is Liu Chengji, a scholar from Longchuan. The two of them are together, so they have company.

I just don’t know if a scholar and a butcher have any topics to talk about.

……

Qin He spent the next day and night feeling a bit bored.

In the past, I thought that I had to work at night and keep alert during the day. If a person is too weak, his yang energy will be weak and accidents will be easy to happen.

There is no such urgency now.

It was a bye that night, and the fifteen years of internal energy made him not feel sleepy.

Sitting in a corner, Qin He couldn't help but wonder whether he should go to the old alley?

Li Cuzi didn't have fifty cents, but he still had some.

Just yesterday, I saved thirty cents for both meals today.

Take Li Guizi with you, let him show you the way, and help him realize his glorious dream of fighting for the continuation of mankind.

Contribute some more GDP to the Great Le Dynasty.

Right, what a wonderful thing.

There is a saying that goes, if you are rich, you should help the world; if you are poor, you should take care of yourself.

We carried guns together, did that together... More brothers mean more paths, right?

But then I thought again, it didn't make sense. Fifty cents, what if it turned out to be a dinosaur?

When it comes to spending money to buy warmth, you get what you pay for.

Fifty cents, most likely a dinosaur.

Qin He suddenly felt that Li Guizi's glorious image had become even more majestic.

With nothing to do, after dark, when the crematorium started working, Qin He took the bowl and walked out.

What to do?

Make yogurt.

Qin He was a foodie before he came to this world. He loved the eight major cuisines, barbecue skewers, spicy snacks, dark cuisine... There was very little he had not tried, and he was very picky.

In this world, forget about the sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty flavors. People are even reluctant to put more salt.

Half a roast goose tasted like one cooked in water. Qin He was so greedy that he couldn't expect anything else. He only had one thing, and that was yogurt.

Yesterday I passed by a cattle farm where there were a lot of cows with calves, so I went to get some.

Xu Changshou, who was on night duty, saw Qin He walking out and asked, "Going out?"

"I'm going out for a walk." Qin He grinned.

"Alright, it's a rare bye day." Xu Changshou nodded, and without asking any further questions, he gave a warning: "Although there's no curfew at the dock, don't stray too far. It would be bad if the patrolling yamen runners misunderstood you. Go early and come back early."

"It's my saving grace, thank you, sir." Qin He agreed and left the crematorium.

Turning around and looking back, the entire crematorium was shrouded in a faint smoke. The black smoke slowly rising from the crematorium roof twisted in the night wind, looking like huge black snakes, which was extremely weird.

Shaking his head, Qin He went to Niuxing.

It was pitch black inside the cattle market, without even a light.

I walked around but didn't see anyone. Well, I'd better save money, do it myself, and have enough food and clothing.

Feeling his way inside, Qin He arrived at the cowshed.

The cows discovered Qin He, the uninvited guest, and cried a few times, but soon became quiet.

Qin He looked left and right, but it was too dark to see anything. He could only see the vague outlines of a group of cows.

He sneaked in but didn't dare to fire. He just touched whichever one he could find. He squatted down and felt under the cow and grabbed the nipple.

The cow cried out uneasily and looked back at Qin He.

"Hush, don't be afraid. I'm going to borrow some rations from you."

Qin He hurriedly touched the cow's back to comfort it, and when it calmed down, he immediately started milking it.

But after squeezing for a long time, not a drop of milk came out.

Qin He was speechless. He had milked cows in his previous life and it was very easy for him to produce milk. It seemed that it was due to the breed.

This is a yellow ox for plowing the fields, not a dairy cow.

Speed ​​up your hands, and activate the Shadowless Hand.

When you focus, your hand speed will be incredible.

It's really a skill, it produces milk very quickly.

It's just that the cow is grunting and not cooperating very much.

In a short while, Qin He squeezed out a full bowl of milk.

He climbed over the wall out of the cowshed to finish his work and returned to the crematorium.

Xu Changshou had disappeared, and the other three officers on duty were also not there, so Qin He went straight back to the crematorium.

Taking out the bowl of milk from his arms, Qin He found that the milk was quite white, but a little thick and had a strong taste.

Variety differences are everywhere.

But the thickness is not a problem, just add some water and it will be fine. The strong smell may disappear by the time the yogurt is ready.

The technology of making yogurt is very simple. Just boil the milk, stir it and simmer it, then let it cool and wait overnight.

What? Yeast? Sugar?

Sorry, Qin He, this is a skill and is not needed.

We don’t know the principle, don’t ask, it’s magical if you ask.

Qin He added water and started a fire, then started working.

……

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

Let’s talk about Xu Changshou. Not long after, Qin He returned to the crematorium and didn’t see Xu Changshou. Where did he go?

Time goes back.

Qin He had just left the crematorium when Xu Changshou noticed a woman in white staggering in front of him, shouting for help, and a few thieves with knives were vaguely chasing after her.

Xu Changshou's heart tightened and he immediately called three officers.

The four of them quickly reached for their swords and took defensive stances.

Soon, the woman in white came closer, her skirt stained with blood, her face full of anxiety and panic, and she kept shouting, "Sir, help me, help me!"

"What's going on?" Xu Changshou asked.

The woman pointed at the people chasing after them and said, "Sir, they are Dilu spies, disguised as Feiyu Guards... They are committing murders everywhere, and many people have died outside."

"A Dilu spy?!"

Xu Changshou's scalp tightened involuntarily, and the other three officers' expressions also changed drastically.

The Dali Dynasty is now facing internal and external troubles, and the external trouble is the Di Lu from the north.

If the Di Lu army has less than ten thousand men, they will be invincible.

The Dali Dynasty suffered a series of defeats in recent years. Last year, 80,000 elite border troops were completely wiped out by 30,000 Di Lu.

Di Lu has become known in the streets as a demon with three heads and six arms who specializes in eating people.

Moreover, there are indeed many Di Lu spies lurking in the capital, who are either spying or assassinating, and sometimes they just want to create panic. They commit crimes every once in a while and are even more brutal than demons and monsters.

The most recent incident happened a month ago. More than 100 people from seven households in Laojing Hutong were killed overnight and set on fire. The night patrol officers rushed to encircle and suppress the rebellion, but they were ambushed and dozens of people were killed or injured. The Di Lu side disappeared without a trace, leaving only one body behind.

"Close, close the door, don't let them in." One of the officers shouted hurriedly.

The four of them hurried to close the gate. After all, the crematorium was a government office, with high walls and a large courtyard.

Just as the door was about to be closed, the thief was already outside, banging on the door and cursing, asking the people inside to open it.

"Flying Fish Guard is on duty, open the door quickly!"