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

Just over an hour after leaving the city, Qin He returned to the city.

Although I have seen the imperial prison in shadow puppet shows, it is not as real as experiencing it in person.

During the hundreds of years that the Dali Dynasty was established, countless lives were lost here.

There are corrupt officials, there are loyal and capable generals, and there are also ordinary people. As for which type of people is more numerous, no one can tell.

The so-called imperial prison is a prison where the emperor directly arrests people by imperial decree, bypassing the three judicial departments and directly interrogating suspects.

Initially, it was just an inquiry room set up privately by the emperor to improve judicial efficiency.

If there is an imperial edict, he will be brought to trial; if there is no imperial edict, he will be left idle.

However, as time went on, the Imperial Prison gradually became a permanent institution. Without the emperor's decree, the Feiyu Guard could fabricate evidence to arrest ministers and common people at will. After being imprisoned, they would be tortured into confessing, creating "ironclad evidence." The outcome was either tortured to death for those who refused or executed for those who did.

Later on, the imperial prison became more and more independent from the emperor and became a tool for powerful eunuchs to exercise terror and intimidation.

Qin He went in with his face covered. He walked left and right for a full quarter of an hour, then obviously went underground and walked for a long time.

When the mask was removed, they had already arrived at the crematorium.

Standing in front of Qin He was a huge stone gate.

There were also five crematorium workers next to them, wearing the same coarse linen clothes as Qin He, all of whom were conscripted.

"Rumble..."

The stone door slowly opened, revealing a deep corridor inside, shaped like a tomb passage.

"Go in, someone will assign you tasks. If you want to get out alive, you need to be quick with your hands and feet, be careful with your ears, keep your eyes sharp, and be careful with your mouth." Chang Wen said, turned around and left. Looking at his back, he seemed to be in a hurry.

Several crematorium workers looked at each other, and finally looked into the depths of the corridor. There were dim fire lamps hanging on the wall, and there was a flickering fire at the end.

I walked in timidly, feeling a little scared and curious.

Unlike their nervousness, Qin He was much calmer.

Because Anbagu had been here, although a few spots on the corners of the wall had been cleaned, there were still black stains that were difficult to completely cover up. Those were dried bloodstains.

Looking up, the top of the corridor was pitch black.

But Qin He knew that it was not the top, but the bottom of a huge rock.

Once an emergency occurs, this huge rock will fall down and become an extremely heavy stone gate, isolating the inside and outside of the crematorium.

Anbagu was almost trapped inside if it weren't for his extraordinary speed.

The end of the corridor was getting closer and closer, and the fire was getting brighter and brighter. When we turned the corner, a river of fire came from nowhere and passed under the crematoriums.

Unlike the crematoriums outside, the crematorium here is not locked. Strictly speaking, there is no door at all.

All the crematoriums are posted with talismans to suppress corpses. More than 20 crematorium officials are busy cleaning corpses, sewing corpses, carrying corpses to the furnace, cleaning the furnace, and shoveling ashes. What they do is basically the same as the crematorium workers. The only difference is that there is no need to blow air. They just need to open the lid under the crematorium and fire will come out from underneath.

Qin He recognized it; it was underground fire.

The fierce fire from the underground dragon veins is extremely yang and strong, and is an ideal fire source for cremating evil corpses.

In the middle of the crematorium, there was a seven-pillar palace lantern that emitted a faint white light and slowly rotated.

This made Qin He's eyes light up slightly.

The Soul-Capture Lamp is the seventh of the Nine Corpse-Suppressing Devices.

People have three souls and seven spirits. The three souls are responsible for the spirit, and the seven spirits are responsible for the body.

After a person dies, the soul flies away and the spirit dissipates. The soul goes to the underworld, and the spirit disappears in the world.

If the soul lingers, it is a supernatural event. If the spirit does not dissipate, it is a corpse transformation.

The soul-capturing lamp can capture the remaining soul in the corpse, thus achieving the effect of suppressing the corpse.

It is a magical weapon for suppressing corpses.

Even though it is only ranked seventh, it is actually the highest-level item that can be produced in the corpse-suppressing industry, because the eighth-ranked Corpse-Suppressing Pill and the ninth-ranked Seal of Rebirth only exist in legends.

Even the skills of Qinhe's Nine Corpse-Suppressing Instruments did not record their detailed production methods.

Qin He's eyes flashed.

The art of looking at qi.

In an instant, countless residual souls lingered around the soul-capturing lamp like moths flying into a flame, and the fuel of this lamp was the residual souls.

With the soul-catching lamp, there is no possibility for ordinary corpses to rise from the dead.

Even if a corpse is resurrected, it will be suppressed by the soul-capturing lamp and become slow in movement.

Looking at this crematorium, it is filled with deathly aura and bad luck, even worse than the crematoriums in the east of the city. It is only relatively clear around the places where the corpse-suppressing talismans and soul-capturing lamps are posted.

Besides that, there are people.

All crematorium officials had a string of copper coins hanging on their bodies. The coins emitted a yellowish light, which drove away death and bad luck from their bodies within a foot away.

Moreover, each of them had various faint lights shining through their shoulders and heads.

That is a phenomenon that only people with special fate and luck will experience.

There is no doubt that the "hardware" and people here are first-class.

It is worthy of being the crematorium under the Feiyu Guard.

At the same time, Qin He discovered again.

There is an extremely heavy iron door on one side of the crematorium. Strands of extremely rich death energy are intermittently overflowing from it and flowing into an inconspicuous pottery jar in the corner.

The thread of death energy was as thin as a hair and hidden in the darkness. If Qin He did not possess both night vision and qi-viewing skills, it would be impossible for him to discover it.

There seems to be great danger hidden behind the heavy iron door, and something is being planned.

In just a few breaths, Qin He had a rough idea of ​​the secret of the Corpse Cremation Hall through the art of observing qi.

After the Qi-gazing Technique was withdrawn, everything returned to normal, even the protective copper coins of the crematorium official became plain and simple.

"What a bunch of idiots! They've been busy all day and just sent these filthy things like white linen paper to the graves. They're trying to fool the ghosts!" A cremator with a face full of flesh and only one eye threw the fire hook in his hand to the ground fiercely.

Even without using the Qi-scanning technique, Qin He could still feel the incredibly strong evil spirit from him.

He was the leader of this group of crematorium officials. Each of these crematorium officials had around three or four copper coins for protection, but he had the most, a string of seven.

When strangers travel around the world, they often use special marks to represent their identities.

Such as the copper coins on a Taoist priest's body and the magic ring on a monk's staff.

These marks are all customary conventions. If anyone violates them, Taoists and Buddhists all over the world will attack him.

What is very different from the world they came from is that the Taoists and monks in this world are quite fierce. They fight against demons and ghosts, and have bad tempers. They will draw their swords and chop people if they disagree with them, but no one dares to impersonate them to cheat.

In comparison, the composition of the Jianghu knights is the most chaotic, with people from all walks of life, from the upper nine classes to the lower nine classes, and a mixture of good and bad.

This is off topic.

Back to the cremator, the cremation of corpses originated from Taoism. Although it was later mixed with other schools of thought, it still followed Taoist customs and used the number of copper coins to represent one's status and rank.

"Wei Wu, give those seven innocent dead ghosts to them to practice with first."

The one-eyed cremator gave another order, took off the dirty apron around his body, and threw it hard on the corpse cleaning table.

The sudden loss of a group of crematorium officers caused him great losses, and the crematorium was filled with corpses.

"Yes, Master."

A long-faced young man agreed, put down his bucket and shovel, and walked towards Qin He and the others. He first looked them over, then said, "I will arrange your tasks for the next few days. The work you will do is similar to what you did at the crematorium. You will mainly be responsible for the less aggressive corpses. Do your best. There will be rewards after completing the task."

After that, he assigned each of Qin He and the other six a crematorium, designated a corpse to practice on, and gave them some instructions on how to start a fire. Then he left, saying, "There's no door to the crematorium. If a corpse rises, you can run. Someone will come and clean it up."

The six cremators looked at each other again, remembering Captain Chang's warning, and did not dare to speak. They all walked towards the place designated by Wei Wu to place the bodies.

When the shrouds were lifted, there were seven decapitated corpses.

A closer look revealed that their heads were shaved clean, with only a few thin rat-tail braids left at the back. They were the seven "Di Lu spies" who were beheaded in the West Market during the day.