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

Primary Thunderbolt: A small spell from the abyss. After learning this spell, you can summon a tiny thunderbolt into the air.

Voice Changing: Learning this technique will allow you to imitate any sound you hear.

Spell: Learn this spell and you will no longer have to worry about controlling objects. Note: This spell is only effective on magical instruments and below.

Qin He took a glance and smiled with satisfaction.

It's worthy of being called a zombie, this is what a reward should be like.

All of them are skills.

Especially the elementary thunder-falling technique, which is also a product of the abyss.

This thing called heavenly thunder, even if it is weak, carries the power of heaven and earth and is the best way to suppress evil.

Products from Abyss are definitely top quality and you will not be disappointed with the results.

The second one is the voice changing technique. This thing is combined with the magic clothes, the disguise technique, and the body shrinking technique.

That's a set.

The last loophole was plugged.

Let's go to the palace someday. The current emperor still has no children, which is really frustrating.

To eat the emperor's salary and share his worries is the nature of a minister.

What?

Qin He is not considered a minister?

To shut up.

Don't treat crematorium officials as non-cadres.

The third one is spell casting.

What if I pick up a magical weapon somewhere in the future, especially one that comes in male and female varieties, right?

No need to worry about spells anymore.

This is a universal spell that can be used with any magical weapon.

And the effect is outstanding, maybe we can develop some other strange functions.

There's nothing you can do about it. This is a skill. It's just so unreasonable. You have to accept it.

"Master, it's all cremated, what should we do with the ashes?"

After a moment, the big turtle picked up the ashes on the stove and turned to ask Qin He.

This time we are occupying someone else's crematorium, and what to do with the ashes is a problem.

"Pack up this furnace of ashes and leave the other two furnaces alone." Qin He pointed to the crematorium where the scholar was.

The scholar's life is a cause for regret.

Qin He couldn't tell whether he was really stupid or just stubbornly clinging to the beautiful world in his heart.

When turbidity becomes the norm, innocence becomes original sin.

A world that calls for heroes is unfortunate, and a world that cannot tolerate innocence is sad.

The scholar is naive, childish and ridiculous, but he is not wrong. What is wrong... is this turbulent world.

"Yes, Master."

The big turtle nodded, and after letting the ashes cool down a little, he found a jar and put them in.

Qin He put it away and put it in the space under his armpit.

The small cemetery in the suburbs of Beijing hasn't had any new graves for a long time.

……

After leaving the crematorium, Qin He climbed over the wall and returned to the camp.

The Linqing corpse chaos is finally over.

Jump zombie summon and gather all the black-haired zombies in the city together.

Then he was taken away by a wave.

After the sky turned over, the crematorium dispersed to carry out its mission.

Tu Baishou and Gong Tianxing led the main forces of the Corpse Burning Hall and three hundred Feiyu Guards, accompanied by five thousand Beijing troops, and rushed to the battle to attack and defend the frontier city, which was also a strategic support point - Jinan City.

The rest of the troops split into four groups and dispersed to other places.

The East City Crematorium is heading north.

There were ten crematorium officials led by Wei Wu, and ten crematorium craftsmen led by Xu Changshou and Li Tie.

The fifty accompanying Feiyu Guards were led by the centurion Chang Wen, and the three hundred accompanying soldiers were led by a captain named Dou Laoliu.

The team of nearly 400 people still looks very powerful.

One can tell their status from their mounts.

The cremator and the Flying Fish Guard each had a good horse, and their carriages were loaded with all kinds of supplies.

The cremator was almost there, but he still had oxen, carts, and donkeys.

The three hundred soldiers who accompanied them were quite poor, and they had to rely entirely on their two legs to travel.

The weapons were of various kinds and covered in rust, some of which were only half corroded. However, he had a lot of clothes on, and they were of various kinds, both new and old.

At first glance, I thought they were tenant farmers harvesting wheat for some landlord.

Qin He was surprised. Aren’t these officials too perfunctory in their treatment?

I don’t know how others feel, but Wei Wu’s face was extremely dark.

The 300 people accompanying them were guards assigned by the Governor's Office, who were specifically responsible for the protection and safety of the crematorium group.

But looking at the nature of these people, if something happens, they will run faster than rabbits.

What the hell is the guard?

"Alas, we can only rely on ourselves." Chang Wen shook his head helplessly, also under great pressure.

The entire Lu area was filled with smoke.

The White Lotus Army does not distinguish between soldiers and civilians, and no one knows where they will gather. In addition, there are corpses everywhere and demons and monsters are everywhere.

You may encounter situations at any time.

The Feiyu Guards, with only fifty people, are too weak.

However, the captain had no awareness of being weak to the military captain. It was not known whether he had never seen weapons before or if he was just like that. He was cheerful, short, fat and dark, and his smile showed his naiveté.

He was wearing a suit of paper armor from the opera troupe, holding a sword with a rusted sheath. He patted his chest and assured Wei Wu, "Don't worry, Master Wei. I, Dou Laoliu, am here to keep you safe. Anyone who dares to attack you, Master Wei, will be sent packing."

The result is good.

It would have been fine if he hadn't patted his chest, but when he did, the armor actually cracked.

Wei Wu's face suddenly became even darker, almost as dark as Dou Laoliu's. He resisted the urge to argue with others and asked someone to give him a horse and a set of armor.

We’ll talk about whether you can protect me first, just don’t cause any trouble.

Dou Laoliu took the armor and the horse.

Ho!

He was so happy, as if a fifty-year-old bachelor had just married.

He couldn't wait to try it out, so he called a group of people to carry him onto the horse.

But the horse was too tall and didn't cooperate much, and Dou Laoliu was too short and fat, so the group of people couldn't lift him up no matter how hard they tried.

Finally, Chang Wen couldn't bear it anymore and found him a ladder.

Dou Laoliu suddenly felt that this ladder was very useful, and asked someone to tie it to the side of the horse so that he would always have it available.

……

Ignore all the distractions along the way.

After rushing all the way, the team arrived at the first stop of the trip as it was getting dark.

A village attacked by black-haired corpse monsters.

At this moment, the entire village had been burned down. Many black-haired corpses were lying on the ground, and the ground was covered with messy claw marks.