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

The toxins in the body were quite powerful, and the internal strength had little suppressing effect. The numbness began to subside after the peak, but it was very slow, like peeling off silk threads from a cocoon.

Qin He estimated that he would have to spend the night lying on the ground.

But since the danger was over, he didn't care. He could sleep wherever he lay.

Thinking of this, Qin He fell asleep after a while. He used his internal energy to protect his heart meridians just in case, and ignored the poison.

……

Besides, Xu Changan and the other three are really unlucky.

I don't know what tricks the imperial criminal used, but the blood and footprints stretched all the way. We chased him for several hours. At that rate, a normal person would have bled out long ago.

But if this wasn't possible, he wouldn't be able to catch up with such a serious injury.

But if you say you can't catch up, the blood on the ground along the way is very fresh, and you can tell at a glance that it has just flowed out.

At the beginning, he felt that there was great hope, but after several hours, Xu Changshou felt that something was wrong. It was most likely that he was being tricked.

He had many friends and had heard many strange stories, but he didn't dare to say anything. The sky gradually turned white, and Chang Baihu's face became darker and darker.

Obviously, the criminal was very important to Captain Chang. Otherwise, according to the nature of the Feiyu Guards, they would have withdrawn their troops after chasing him out of the scope of Tongzhou City.

Generally speaking, these people are too lazy to even leave the city.

This piece of land left Tongzhou long ago and went all the way south along the Grand Canal to Tonghui.

There is no point in saying more, just grit your teeth and pursue it.

Just like that, a group of seven or eight people chased for another half an hour.

"Whoa whoa……"

At this moment, a rooster crowed from nowhere in the wilderness.

I heard a "thump" in front of me, and the sound of something falling to the ground.

Everyone was cheered up, drew their swords, and surrounded the direction of the sound.

It’s not far, just a few dozen steps away.

At first glance, there was a "person" lying on the ground, with blood in his arms, a face painted with red and green, eyes, nose, ears, mouth, head, body, hands and legs... Oh, the skin was yellow paper, the bones were bamboo, and there was a pair of embroidered shoes on the feet.

This is a paper man!

He was holding a dead musk deer in his arms, and blood was still flowing from it.

Everyone was dumbfounded. They chased for a whole night and only got this thing.

Captain Chang's face turned completely black.

There is no need to look for it. After being fooled all night, even an ant would have run away long ago.

Things have come to this point, no matter how unwilling I am, this is the only way it can be.

They found a dock, and Captain Chang showed his token and requisitioned a ship, leaving Xu Changshou and the other three behind, and returned north without success.

It’s not that he deliberately left four people behind, but the boat was too small to accommodate so many people.

Xu Changshou and his four companions were unwilling to ride in the same boat with Captain Chang, who was angry, so they got a relief.

The boat fare is a little expensive, and it took four people to pool their money together to get it. Unlike Captain Chang, who could requisition money as soon as he showed his token.

They both received government subsidies, but the difference between them was so huge.

Naturally, the four people on the road couldn't help talking about the paper man. It was really weird. If you were good at talking about it, you could set up a stall at the corner of the alley and tell stories.

As they were talking, the old boatman at the stern suddenly interrupted, "Gentlemen, are you talking about the Cicada Clothes Technique?"

The four of them became interested when they heard this and immediately asked what the Cicada Clothes Technique was.

The old boatman was also talkative, so he told them the origin of the cicada skin technique.

It is said that thousands of years ago, the eighteen provinces of the Han area in the East were divided into three dynasties.

Zhuge Shenji led six expeditions to Qishan and the Central Plains, but they were unsuccessful. Finally, during the sixth northern expedition, he fell ill from overwork and died in the army at Wuzhangyuan. To prevent the Shu army from suffering losses on the way back to Hanzhong, Zhuge Shenji secretly gave Jiang Wei a plan to retreat before his death.

Following Zhuge Shenji's instructions, Jiang Wei ordered craftsmen to imitate Zhuge Shenji's appearance after his death. They used the skin of a golden cicada as paper, yellow bamboo as the skeleton, burnt willow as ink, and fox armpit as the hair to draw the paper man's face, thus making a paper man.

The specific secret technique is unknown. On the day when the Shu army retreated, Zhuge Shenji was seen sitting steadily in the carriage with a feather fan and a green scarf, commanding the army to attack, just like usual.

The enemy army looked at the Shu army from afar, and saw that they were in neat order and with their flags and drums raised. They also saw that Zhuge Liang was commanding with such composure that they did not dare to act rashly.

That night, Zhuge Shenji became even more powerful and actually appeared in front of the enemy camp. The enemy was extremely shocked and worried that they were ambushed, so they set up their camp tightly and retreated.

The stalemate lasted all night. At dawn the next day, a cock crowed and the enemy discovered that Zhuge Shenji had suddenly fallen off his horse. The guards ignored him and rode away.

The enemy commander hurriedly ordered people to go out of the camp to check and found that the person who fell off the horse was actually a paper man.

The enemy commander then realized that he had been tricked and hurriedly led his troops in pursuit, but it was too late. The Shu army had already evacuated overnight, and the camp full of torches was empty.

It was a long time later that news came that Zhuge Shenji had died the night before the Shu army withdrew.

This is the origin of the cicada clothing technique.

This technique originated from Zhuge Liang's secret technique, and later spread to the people, forming many left-wing schools.

It imitates human appearance, speech and behavior, making it difficult for people to distinguish the real from the fake, and thus escapes from the shell of a cicada, so it is called the cicada clothing technique.

After hearing this, the four of them finally understood what it meant to be busy all night, and it really broadened their horizons.

Although I gained nothing, it gave me something interesting to talk about after dinner and tea.

……

It was not yet late autumn, the south wind was still blowing, the boat was sailing smoothly, and the four of them soon returned to Tongzhou Wharf.

After getting off the boat, he hurried back to the crematorium.

We lost our guard last night. If there is any trouble again, it will be very bad.

Fortunately, the crematorium was safe all night, and the four of them finally breathed a sigh of relief. After a tiring night, they were all exhausted. They forced themselves to stay awake, collected the ashes and gave out copper coins, and then went back home.

Before leaving, Xu Changshou thought of Qin He and thought that this silly boy went out last night and he didn't know if he came back.

Xu Changshou was a kind man as a friend, so he came to Qinhe's crematorium.

When I opened the door, I saw the silly boy there, holding a bowl and smelling it.

"What are you smelling?" Xu Changshou was a little surprised.

"Sir, it's... uh, yogurt." Qin He put down the bowl when he saw Xu Changshou come in.

By this time, the poison had been eliminated and his mouth was back to normal. He was preparing to eat breakfast, but he found that the yogurt tasted a bit strong.

I don’t know if it’s a technical problem or a raw material problem.

"yogurt?"

Xu Changshou's curiosity was aroused.

He often drinks sour bean juice, but this is the first time he has heard of yogurt. It is said that milk is drunk by the Rong people on the grassland. Occasionally, people sell dried milk on the market, but it is quite expensive.

Xu Changshou picked up the bowl, smelled it, and asked, "Is it drinkable?"

After being chased all night, he was starving. On top of that, he was severely beaten by Qin He last time and had just paid the boat fare. Now he didn't even have breakfast.

A bowl of milk is in hand, ready.

"It should be okay. Where's the milk?" Qin He said uncertainly.

"Then I won't be polite."

Xu Changshou no longer considered himself an outsider. He tilted his head back and gulped down the yogurt. He licked his lips and handed the bowl back to Qin He, saying, "Your milk isn't sour, it's a bit strong and a bit intoxicating."

Qin He took the bowl and scratched his head, not knowing what the problem was.

……

at the same time.

Niu Xing.

The shopkeeper Miao Yongde got up more than half an hour late, washed up and was eating noodles with the man.

Zhang, the waiter, rushed in in a hurry. "Boss, something bad has happened. Our breeding bull is dying for some reason."