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

Miao Yongde was sucking half a noodle in his throat and almost choked when he heard this.

"Why not?"

"It looks like he's lost his yang. Boss, please go and take a look."

When Miao Yongde heard this, he quickly dropped his chopsticks and went to the cowshed.

When I got there and saw it, I was shocked.

The bull in the cowshed, which was specially used for breeding, lay on the ground grunting and foaming at the mouth. He was breathing in more than out, and the whip under his crotch was stretched out long, and the white frost was dripping like milk, and he couldn't stop it.

"This, this, this...how could this happen?" Miao Yongde was anxious.

This breeding bull is a high-quality breeding bull bought from outside the country. We spent a lot of money on it and hope it will breed and produce foals.

How come he suddenly lost his erection?

"Hurry... hurry up and get Ma Huozhe."

Ma Tuozi, a veterinarian from the Animal Husbandry Department.

Soon the camel came over. The old man, hunched over, looked around the bull for a few times and shook his head: "Boss, this bull is no good. It has lost its virility. Even if it survives, it will no longer be able to farm. Report it to the authorities and have it slaughtered."

"oops……"

Miao Yongde let out a howl and sat on the ground.

I just broke a cattle post two days ago, and today I broke another cow.

Bad luck.

……

"Shopkeeper, give me a basket of steamed buns."

As the sun rose, at a steamed bun shop on the corner, several boatmen who had just gotten off a boat were shouting at the owner.

The shop owner came forward apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, we're sold out of steamed buns today."

"What?"

"You've sold out of steamed buns so early in the morning?"

"Exactly, who are you kidding? You're not going to raise the price, are you?"

The shop owner quickly waved his hand and said, "The steamed buns haven't increased in price, they're just sold out. It wouldn't make sense for us not to attract customers. Thank you for your patronage. We really don't have any today."

A few boatmen didn't believe it, so they reached out to turn over the steamer. Finding that it was indeed empty, they left cursing.

The shop owner wiped the sweat from his forehead, walked back to the shop, and walked towards the only customer in the shop, with a frightened look on his face: "Sir, are these steamed buns of mine...?

"Check out."

Qin He grinned, revealing a row of dazzling white teeth, and stuffed the last half of the steamed bun into his mouth.

"Okay, nine...nine cents."

Qin He took out a small amount of silver reluctantly, weighed it for the shop owner, and added twenty coins before leaving the shop.

Qin He walked back, rubbing his belly, feeling a little worried. He had spent half a tael of silver on breakfast, and his family's savings were completely drained.

Originally, I could have survived for three or two days thanks to the last meal Xu Changshou treated me to, but maybe it was because of the poisoning last night, I was starving from head to toe this morning.

He had no choice but to pay money to come here to eat steamed buns, and they were whole grain steamed buns.

The shop owner didn't take away any of his steamed buns; he ate them all.

Even with this, I was only 70% full, and the immortal skills only added two years of internal strength.

There were many rewards for burning corpses, but there was no money. Qin He even had to learn a book about eating immortals, which made him feel a little regretful.

Being hungry is a terrible feeling.

However, some of the rewards can be exchanged for silver, such as the Golden Wound Pill.

It's such a pity that not only did the female thief get an advantage for nothing, but she almost lost her life.

The loss is terrible.

I won't do it again next time.

Just as he was thinking about how to get some money to fill his stomach, a corpse transport vehicle came towards Qin He.

When pedestrians saw this, they all retreated, fearing that they would be contaminated by bad luck.

The corpse cart was packed to the brim, and the wheels made a heavy friction sound. The shrouds were not enough to cover all the corpses, revealing their skinny limbs. They were all refugees and beggars who died of starvation.

The two corpse carriers pushing the cart were also refugees. Like the cremator, they were temporary workers hired by the government because it was too busy.

But the treatment is much worse than that of many crematorium workers. It is said that they only get two thin meals a day and no wages.

Wave after wave of refugees came to the capital area along the canal, but the population of the capital area did not increase. Instead, the number of mass graves increased and their scope became larger and larger.

Watching the corpse transport vehicle go away, Qin He's eyes gradually brightened.

There aren't many bodies in the crematorium, but there are plenty in the mass graves.

That's not a mass grave, it's simply a mountain of gold and silver.

Qin He returned to the crematorium, took a shovel and walked to the nearest mass grave.

Unlike the eerie and silent place imagined, the mass grave here is extremely lively.

Groups of fat and strong wild dogs ran everywhere, digging up graves and corpses, or chasing and biting people. Every corpse they dug out was a feast for them. After the noise, the ground was in a mess, and the crows in the trees swarmed down to fight for the remaining broken bones and flesh.

Nature always follows the principle of not wasting any energy. The corpses abandoned by the human world have created a paradise here.

A half-grown mangy dog ​​had just swallowed a piece of meat in its mouth, raised its head, and suddenly saw a person coming from not far away with its scarlet eyes.

A man carrying a shovel.

The mangy dog ​​tilted its head, feeling a little strange. In its world, it had never seen such a person.

It has only seen people pushing carts with edible people lying on them.

"Wang Wang Wang..."

The mangy dog ​​started barking.

The dogs also noticed this strange uninvited guest, and the fresh smell made them restless.

The leader of the pack was a large one-eyed dog, leading three or four other dogs slowly approaching the newcomers, its scarlet eyes gradually revealing a fierce light.

"Wang!"

The big dog jumped up and pounced on the person.

The man stood still and swung the shovel gracefully, his body straight and his waist strong. At this moment, the shovel seemed to have turned into a golf club.

The big dog let out a scream and flew out.

The dogs fled in all directions, startling the crows in the trees and making them fly away.

The mass grave finally quieted down.

Qin He carried a shovel and looked around, frowning slightly.

If you want to dig up a body, you must find a new grave. There is no need to look at the old grave because the body has long turned into bones.

But looking around, not to mention the new graves, even the old graves have been completely destroyed by wild dogs.

He had heard about the dog problem in the mass grave before. It was said that the wild dogs would not bite anyone except the people transporting the corpses, and no one else could get close to them. The government had even surrounded and cracked down on them several times for this reason. He never expected it to be so serious.

There were bones everywhere under the feet that had been dug up by wild dogs, and the place was in a mess.

Qin He gave up his beautiful fantasy and started wandering around the mass grave with the idea of ​​making a profit from every body he found.

We dug in six or seven places but didn't find any bodies that could be burned.

Just then, a corpse transport vehicle arrived at the foot of the mountain.

Qin He's eyes suddenly lit up again.

Whatever you think of will come true, this is the "right" way.

Qin He found a place to hide.

The two corpse carriers pushed the cart very vigilantly, looking around constantly, and started digging a hole after finding a suitable place.

The pit was dug very shallow, only about a foot deep. After the five bodies were lifted down, the covering soil was just enough to cover them. It was obvious that the man was an old hand and did not waste any effort at all.

After they left, Qin He came to the grave mound and was about to shovel the soil when he suddenly froze.

We have the body, but what should we use to burn it?