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

Return trip.

Four-legged wind technique!

The bull riding technique is already very fast, and with the triple wind technique, it is as fast as lightning.

Qin He was very satisfied with the two yellow cloth bags hanging around his waist.

Tonight, there is another great harvest.

One is a gujiang, the other is an Ermahun.

What, keep the spoils for yourself?

No, no, no, Qin He is not keeping it all to himself.

Qin He did not steal anything from the crowd.

This is called seizure.

Hey, the spoils are different after they pass through the hands of that bastard Ermahun.

Originally, Qin He wanted to take An Zhongjiu with him, but he changed his mind.

Keep this big guy, he will come in handy sooner or later.

So he gave up.

"Moo moo moo~"

On the way back, the calf cried excitedly.

Such a fast speed is unprecedented.

I believe there is absolutely no other cow in the world that is faster than this one.

Qin He sped all the way, shaking every three minutes, shaking every three minutes. In just half an hour, Qin He returned to the crematorium.

When the four officers on duty saw this, even though they were obscured by the secret, they showed a slight surprise on their faces.

My goodness, Qin He didn’t come back until it was dark, and when he came back he was exhausted and riding a cow?

"Where has Brother Qin gone?" Although Ling Zhonghai was surprised, he still greeted him with a smile. Thinking about it carefully, Qin He's brain often went crazy, so there was no need to be too surprised by what he did.

"I went out for a walk. Are you busy tonight?" Qin He asked.

The three villains exchanged glances, hesitating about how to respond, when Xu Changshou spoke up, "We're not busy today. There are already fewer bodies in Tonggu Village today. Two rooms are vacant, so you can rest."

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

Qin He waved his hand, smiled, and rode the cow into the crematorium.

As the door closed, the three villains looked at each other. Gao Linkun asked quietly, "Is Qin He imitating the Green Ox Immortal?"

"Of course it is. I noticed it the last time he wanted this cow." Li Tie said.

"Alas, the disease has not improved." Gao Linkun shook his head.

After saying that, the three of them looked at Xu Changshou, who was stunned. "Why are you looking at me?"

"Didn't you say that there was a blind fortune teller in Changling Lane who could diagnose hysteria?" Ling Zhonghai asked.

"Yes, there is one, but I don't know if it works." Xu Changshou nodded.

"We should try our best. We can't go on like this. In the past, people would come back after dark, but now, there's no one to be seen during the day." Ling Zhonghai said.

Qin He is a capable and lucky general in charge of the East City Crematorium.

It is Christmas Eve every day in the Dongcheng Crematorium now. If Ling Zhonghai can hold on for a while longer, he feels that he has a chance of promotion.

Lord Liu from the Military Affairs Department has verbally commended me several times.

The crematorium's tasks are completed daily without incident. This is performance, and one can even speak with confidence and a louder voice.

"Okay, I'll take him to see it tomorrow." Xu Changshou nodded.

……

Inside the crematorium.

Qin He was in a good mood and cast the soundproofing spell.

Cleansing corpse and singing at the same time.

“Haaha, haaha!”

"Beautiful West Lake celery, sweet yams! Spring taro in wine, slippery swallows!"

"If the fish are round, a thousand carps will be stewed together; if the fish are not round, the noodles will be hard to hold."

"..."

The big turtle stretched out its neck and looked at it in surprise.

Where did I get these two more corpses? Why are you so happy?

One of them had his pockets filled with shiny gold bars and silver, indicating he was very rich.

The other one was quite strange. Its face was blurry and it didn't look like a human at all. Its body was white and hairless, and it looked like a lotus root node. No one knew how it died. Its skin was torn and its forehead was stabbed, but there was no blood. It didn't look like a living creature.

"Master, what is this?" the big turtle asked curiously. Qin He was in a good mood, so he was bolder.

"This is a crow zombie." Qin He said with a smile.

"Zombie?" The big turtle exclaimed when he heard it.

"You know about the Zombie?" Qin He was stunned.

The big bastard nodded and said, "I've heard from godfather that the guzheng zombie is a kind of corpse worm transformed from the Western Regions. Others say it's a result of the accumulation of corpse qi, which gradually gave rise to corpse spirits over the years. Its most notable characteristic is its ability to control dead objects, making it extremely difficult to deal with by ordinary means. It's said that this thing is afraid of only one thing: thunder from the sky."

Qin He nodded after hearing this. This was consistent with what he had seen and heard.

It is simple to say about the Zombie, but its simplicity is also extreme, which can be called abnormal.

Physical attacks and general magic attacks are almost ineffective. You have to use a big move to kill the enemy at the moment when the thunder is restrained, otherwise it will be extremely difficult to kill.

Qin He asked a few more questions afterwards, but that was all the big turtle knew.

Qin He didn't bother to do anything. He carefully cleaned the two bodies, put them on the stove, lit the coal and started working.

The big turtle got busy.

As the body was burning, Qin He discovered that there was nothing abnormal about Ermahun's body and it was cremated normally.

But this crow zombie takes a long time to burn.

Ermahun was almost burnt, but the feathers of the gull were only slightly curled.

There is no doubt that this is another set of bones that is extremely difficult to burn, just like the previous ghost corpse.

"Tiezhu, thank you for taking extra care of me."

Qin He looked at the big turtle. This corpse would definitely not be completely burned tonight. He had to put it away during the day and continue burning it at night. This cycle would repeat over and over again until it was completely burned.

The furnace in the crematorium can be kept running, but there is a soul-capturing lamp there, and the rewards are suppressed too much, so it is not cost-effective.

"Don't worry, sir. I will burn it as soon as possible." The big turtle didn't feel burdened at all. Instead, he said it with great enthusiasm.

Only by being needed can you avoid being abandoned.

The big turtle was very clear about this, not to mention there was a cow next to him.

This is not a good situation.

"Good, I'll give you a reward after you finish burning it. Do a good job." Qin He smiled with satisfaction.

"Yes, sir." The big turtle nodded repeatedly.

"Cuckoo~"

But just as the big turtle finished speaking, his stomach suddenly rumbled.

Qin He was stunned and looked at it.

The big turtle froze and said, "Master, the Strong Beast Pill seems to... make me hungrier, and you were just singing a song about eating."