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

Sun Bing was so scared that his neck shrank and he quickly covered his mouth and dared not speak.

He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until Qin He left.

He picked up the marrow cleansing pill and sniffed it to soothe his racing heart.

"Don't run!"

"stop!"

"..."

Just then, the shouts of pursuit came towards him from the center of the camp.

Sun Bing hurriedly put the marrow cleansing pill close to his body and looked over there intently.

Soon, a person came running over from a distance.

His body was short and wide, like a big earthenware jar. He was holding up his trousers with both hands and rushed towards him at a speed as fast as a whirlwind.

Sun Bing's eyes suddenly widened.

Yu Balang!

Wasn’t he killed by a master?

Is this person rushing over a human or a soul?

If it is a soul, will it chase after its own corpse?

Sun Bing was suddenly shocked and guilty, and quickly dodged away.

With a whoosh, Yu Balang rushed out of the gate and rode away like a cloud of dust.

Immediately afterwards, a strong stench hit the face.

The stench made Sun Bing feel dizzy and even woke up his men who were trapped in a dream.

Now Sun Bing finally confirmed that Yu Balang was alive and had not been killed by the master.

After more than ten breaths, Zhao Dahai and others who were pursuing them also arrived at the gate.

"Your uncle, you run really fast!"

Looking at Yu Balang's back as he rode away, Zhao Dahai could only stop, feeling powerless.

This stutterer seems to be stronger than before, running so fast.

When everyone saw Zhao Dahai stop, they also stopped.

"Master Zhao, what should we do?" someone asked.

Zhao Dahai said bitterly, "What else can we do? Send a pigeon to the leader and tell him that Yu Balang has plotted to murder two Dharma protectors and has already escaped."

"Yes!" someone answered and hurried to take care of it.

"Go back and set up camp, double the patrols, and wait for the leader's instructions." Zhao Dahai waved his hand.

Everyone then turned back to camp. Sun Bing saw them and bowed as he said goodbye: "Goodbye, my dear masters! Thank you for your hard work. I will sweep the snow for you tomorrow~"

Soon, everyone left.

Sun Bing stood up, looked in the direction Qin He disappeared, then looked in the direction Yu Balang disappeared, then looked back at the backs of Zhao Dahai and the others. His face gradually became puzzled, and he muttered softly: "Why does it feel a bit chaotic?"

……

"Oh!"

In Qin He's separate crematorium, the Flying Corpse King was thrown onto the crematorium.

"Hoho~"

Even though the Flying Corpse King was hit by thirty corpse-suppressing nails, his scarlet eyes were still twitching, and his sharp teeth and mouth were whistling, refusing to surrender.

The corpse-suppressing nails even emitted bursts of green smoke, and turned red and hot, being corroded by the strong corpse aura.

Seeing this, Qin He became more and more satisfied and liked it more and more. This was definitely a corpse of the "beloved concubine" level, and the reward would not be bad.

Suddenly, the unhappiness of losing a shoe disappeared without a trace.

By the way, you bastard with diarrhea, don’t let me know who you are, otherwise I will make sure you experience what “shit mushroom” means.

He even asked Xu Changshou for a new pair of shoes.

It's so unhygienic.

Without further ado, Qin He rewarded the Flying Corpse King with ten corpse-suppressing nails.

It turned out that it was still not enough. The body was shaking less vigorously, but it was still shaking, and the corpse-suppressing nails were still melting. What was even more abnormal was that the places that had been injured before showed signs of recovery.

Qin He was really surprised.

It is worthy of being called the King of Corpses. It is powerful and awesome.

Forty big and thick ones still couldn't make it subdue.

Depending on the situation, it can be promoted to a "Royal Concubine".

But this is not a big problem. Qin He added ten more nails just to test the strength of this Flying Corpse King.

If forty doesn’t work, then eighty. If eighty doesn’t work, then one hundred and sixty. It’s no big deal.

When Qin He had nailed seventy-two nails, the Flying Corpse King was completely defeated.

The corpses will not burn easily when the furnace is opened. The fire of the abyss is becoming increasingly difficult to burn these perverted corpses.

But Qin He has plenty of time and is not in a hurry.

Then three more bodies were put on the stove, including the bald man. Their skin and flesh were intact and only needed to be cleaned up a little.

Finally, it was Li Yao's body. This guy was split into two by the Flying Corpse King, which really increased Qin He's workload. It took him half an hour to sew him back together.

By the time we finished our work, it was already late at night.

The five corpses were burning quietly. Qin He went to check on the giant turtle that was transforming in the bucket, only to find that the entire bucket was filled with foam and had a very strange fishy smell, and the body was not visible.

I looked at the little yellow cow again. Its body had grown a little bigger and it was sleeping soundly with a heavy sniff.

Not finding anything unusual, he lay back down on his bed.

Next comes the time of waiting.

An hour later, except for the Flying Corpse King, the other four corpses were cremated one after another.

The bald man rewarded a copy of "Tiyunzong".

Tiyunzong: After learning this technique, you can leap up and surpass the ninth heaven.

This skill was a bit strange, and Qin He was stunned for several seconds.

Can you surpass the ninth heaven with one leap?

Then what? How do I get down?

Fall down?

Qin He learned but didn't dare to try.

If I fall from the ninth heaven, I might become the first time traveler in history to be killed by myself.

Seal it decisively.

When one day I become a birdman or learn the Tathagata Palm, I will be able to use it.

The other two rewards are a copy of "Iron Sand Kung Fu" and a copy of "Wild Fox Fist".

One is a technique, the other is a skill.

There's nothing particularly outstanding about it, but it's a skill after all. If you practice it to perfection, you can still dominate the world.

The last one is Li Yao. I don’t know if it’s because he just took office, but the reward he received doesn’t match his status. To put it bluntly, it’s diarrhea. It turned out to be a book called “Duck Raising Techniques”.

Duck-raising technique: After learning this technique, there will be no more difficult ducks to raise in this world.