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

After dark, somewhere in the wilderness beside the canal.

A raging fire started, and in the center of the fire, the corpses of three giant monsters were burning, emitting green fireworks.

There was a big pot next to the fire, bubbling with steam.

A man, a turtle and a cow sat around and feasted on the food.

Qin He even brought the pot with him on this long journey.

There's no way, an iron pot is not cheap, it costs more than 600 coins.

You might end up being remembered by others.

Besides, it will be useful on the road.

"My Lord, the Black Dragon King stew tastes so good!"

The big turtle looked very relieved after eating it, and the pleasure on his face could hardly be concealed.

The calf held a big crab stick between its hooves, and its eyes were wide with excitement.

Qin He took a sip of the broth, also with a satisfied look on his face, and said cheerfully: "That's nothing, follow me, and I'll take you to eat dragon liver and phoenix marrow in the future."

"Yes, Master."

"Eat, eat, eat. Opportunities like this don't come often."

The bodies of the water monsters were too rich for food, so Qin He only took a part from each of the three water monsters, and the big pot could not hold them all.

Moreover, there are many places where you can take ingredients, so you have a lot to choose from. Just remove the fishy parts and add only a few seasonings to make a pot of delicious broth that is so rich that it almost hangs on the edge of the pot.

More importantly, the water monster has been practicing for hundreds of years, and its meat contains rich essence, which is very nutritious.

Replenishing qi, blood and essence is of great benefit to cultivation.

When eating food with immortal skills, one can sense the essence of the food, making a rumbling sound, and the feeling of fullness comes much faster than eating ordinary food.

The slightly troublesome part is cleaning the corpse, as you have to replenish as much as you cut.

But this is not a big deal. There is not much in the wilderness, just lots of wood.

It can be used for fine carving and can also be used as fuel.

The fire of the abyss is not picky about fuel; it can burn raw wood, but the temperature is lower and the burning progress is slower.

But Qin He didn't ask for time. He was going to spend the night here, so he had plenty of time to slowly burn it.

"Master, when are you going to stew the red carp spirit?" The big turtle didn't have a big appetite. He ate one meal and looked at the next one. It was not known whether he simply wanted to eat or felt that his revenge was not thorough enough.

The calf also became interested after hearing this, and looked at Qin He with greedy eyes.

This pot stew is so delicious and so addictive.

Qin He put down the soup spoon and shook his head, saying, "I'll spare the Red Carp Spirit's life for now, as long as it behaves properly and doesn't do anything shady. This is what I promised it before."

"Oh, that's fine." The big turtle nodded, with a slightly disappointed look on his face.

"What's the grudge between your godfather and the Black Dragon King?" Qin He asked curiously, not knowing whether the hatred was too deep or the big turtle was too narrow-minded.

"They forced my godfather to give confessions. They were extremely bad." The big bastard said, hesitating between words, obviously there was something he didn't want to mention.

This made Qin He even more curious, but he didn't ask any more questions. He thought that he would wait until the body was cremated and everything in the shadow play would be revealed, so there was no need to rush.

“I’m going to die, die, die~”

"Help, help~~"

At this moment, suddenly two sounds passed over the canal not far away, approaching quickly and then going away quickly.

The big turtle was startled, and quickly stretched his neck above the treetops. He looked around in surprise, then lowered his head and said to Qin He, "Master, there are two people flying in the sky. It's amazing."

"Yeah, I saw it."

A faint light flashed in Qin He's eyes. To him, night was no different from day.

At this moment, a strange object similar to a paraglider was flying over the canal. It was seriously suspected to be a piece of cloth, inflated by the strong wind and flying rapidly to the south.

Two people were hanging upside down under the "umbrella".

That’s right, he was hanging upside down. His legs must have been tripped.

The "umbrella" rises and falls, sometimes it can be rolled up very high, and sometimes it can be so low that two people can rub against the ice surface of the canal.

The two of them screamed so miserably that it could make one's skin crawl.

"Master, do you hear the voice of a monk?"

The calf spoke up and said that it and the fat monk had become friends since the last human shit incident, and they could recognize people by the sound of their shit.

"Well, there are not only monks, but also Taoist priests."