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

"My God, this weasel smells so bad~" In the cremation room No. 7, Wang Tiezhu watched Qin He sew the corpse and said while covering his nose.

If it were any other immortal, they might be able to take two pieces of meat to cook, but the smell of this yellow skin is too strong, and I'm afraid nothing can suppress it.

Ever since the last time they went to Lu and stewed three water monsters on the way, it and the calf have been obsessed with eating animal meat.

"There are two biggest idiots in the world, the fox and the weasel. It would be a shame to these two species if I wasn't naughty." Qin He replied casually, concentrating on sewing the corpse.

After all, it was split into two halves and was as big as a donkey, so it was a bit troublesome to sew it together.

The first thing is to get the demon pill. After getting the demon pill, use the iron nails to nail the broken bones together.

However, it is the meat that is sewn, and after sewing the meat, the skin is sewn, and there are four layers in total inside and outside.

Even with Qin He's speed, it took him two incense sticks of time.

After sewing, the blood stains need to be cleaned. After cleaning the blood stains, the furnace is lit.

Wang Tiezhu took the crematorium and carefully examined the yellow-skinned creature's size. He said, "Master, the little mink looks a lot like this weasel, but the little mink doesn't have that nasty smell."

"One runs on the ground, the other swims in the water, how can they be the same?"

Qin He lay down on the bed, crossed his legs, and asked leisurely, "Where's Xiao Diao?"

After the mink Gu lost its master and was severely injured by the backlash, Qin He fed it a lot of elixirs and finally rescued the little mink and restored its vitality. After bringing it back to the capital, Qin He did not restrain it much.

A hundred steps away is the Grand Canal, a paradise for minks. Occasionally they will come back to take a look at the Qin River, but most of the time they stay in the water.

"It came back once last night, but when it saw you were not around, it went out again," said Wang Tiezhu.

Qin He nodded, and as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a rustling sound outside, from the doors and windows all the way up to the beams.

Then a round head appeared from a small hole in the roof. It had small ears and eyes and snow-white fur, just like a cute snow elf.

"Sir, it's Xiao Diao." Wang Tiezhu looked up and smiled.

Qin He also smiled. After feeding the little mink a lot of pills, the color of its fur changed from white and gray to pure white, and its fur was shiny. Its small body, which was originally one foot long, also grew a little longer.

I have to say, her cute appearance is quite healing.

When the little mink saw Qin He, its black eyes lit up, and then its head retracted. Then a fish tail stretched out, followed by the fish belly, and then...

"Bia!"

A big white croaker fell directly on Wang Tiezhu's forehead.

Wang Tiezhu hurriedly hugged it in his arms and said happily, "Master, we have a midnight snack!"

Qin He was also happy. The little guy remembered to bring some good things back home to honor him.

Not bad.

A large whitebait fish weighs about four or five pounds, and it is difficult to drag it back.

The temperature in the north is not high at this time of year, and warm-loving whitebait is rarely seen on the market, let alone such a big one.

"Let's have grilled fish for supper," Qin He ordered.

"Yes, Master."

Wang Tiezhu hurriedly poured a spoonful of kerosene on the crematorium and then ran to deal with the fish.

The little mink slid down the pillar, jumped a few steps, and sat on Qin He's belly, wagging its furry tail happily.

Qin He reached out his hand, touched its round little head, and casually cast a magic spell to identify demons.

Identifying monsters: This is a Jade Pure Silk-Haired Marten, with a clear spiritual root. It is a species of Xuanshui and possesses some unknown ancient bloodline.

When Qin He saw it, the smile on his face became even wider, and he sighed that Miao Qianhe of the Poison Witch Sect had really good taste.

Without saying a word, Qin He immediately took out a beast-strengthening pill from the space under his armpit, peeled it off bit by bit, and carefully fed it to the little mink.

The little mink smelled the fragrance of the elixir and gobbled it up excitedly.

Not far away, Wang Tiezhu saw this scene and was immediately jealous.

A big white cunning cat in exchange for a powerful beast pill?

This is such a good deal!

I worked myself to death and was always eager to do the work, but I have only been given the Strong Beast Pill three times so far.

I am biased!

However, Wang Tiezhu didn't dare to say anything more. It was good enough that he didn't kill anyone to silence them during the incidents of his uncle running naked and fighting birds. At this juncture, he didn't dare to meddle in other people's business.

Dabai Diao was dealt with in no time. Wang Tiezhu burned the body and Qin He grilled it.

In just half an hour, a grilled fish that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside was ready, served with various snacks and dried meat, and a pot of plum wine from Shandong.

It was a delicious midnight snack.

Even the little mink was chewing on half of the fish head with relish.

After a midnight snack, Huang Xian’s shadow puppet show also began.

The Huangxian's name is Huang Fei.

Compared with Huang Chengren, the yellow-skinned man who committed murder and failed to get a title, it is much luckier.

It was born in the fairyland outside the Great Wall, absorbing the spiritual essence of heaven and earth, and feeling the waxing and waning of the moon. In just ten years, it understood the method of cultivation.

The Huangxian family discovered it while patrolling their territory and brought it back to their residence. After another 150 years of hard training, it successfully transformed and officially became a member of the Huangxian family.

The four great immortal families of Beiyuan are not blood families, but ethnic families.

All the descendants of the immortal family respect the head of the immortal family as their ancestor and the person they bring into the family as their father.

Of course, there are blood ties within the immortal family, but they only account for a very small part.

In the Dharma-Ending Age, it is extremely difficult to cultivate a child who can successfully transform into a human form among a limited number of blood relatives. One can only cast a wide net in the vast jungle to maintain the prosperity of the tribe.

Therefore, Huang Fei actually has no blood relatives in the Huangxian family. He only has a "father" who brought him back to the Huangxian family, but he also died before he transformed.

In a group without blood ties, internal strife is bound to be serious.

Therefore, Huang Feizi did not like people of the same race, but instead made friends with Liu Wenlong and Wei Tianyang, who were also from the four great immortal families.

That is, the snake fairy and the hedgehog fairy.

The three men became sworn brothers, not asking to be born on the same day of the same month of the same year, but asking to die on the same day of the same month of the same year.

It is not clear how true the brotherhood is. Anyway, judging from the results, the first two sentences are a bit empty, but the last two sentences are quite effective.

But to be honest, after the three of them became brothers, they helped each other and spent more than two hundred years together, achieving the super-level rank. In the Northern Plains, they were also notorious and feared by the people.

Until the four great immortals were invited by King Di to go south to eliminate the "Green Ox Immortal", they all died in one night for various reasons.

As for the Rat Immortal, he was added later to make up the numbers, which is why he was excluded.

Shadow puppetry is neither exciting nor bizarre. It is more like when the time comes, heaven and earth are on your side, but when the luck is gone, the hero cannot be free.

Why go south to fight the Green Ox Immortal when there are so many people to fight?

When the Green Ox Immortal gets angry, he even beats himself.

This is life!

Died on the same day of the same month of the same year.

The shadow lamp captured the soul, the judgment was weighed, and the black-robed man spoke: "Originally in an ancient cave deep in the mountains, I practiced the Great Dao for three hundred winters. In front of the mountain, I learned the language of dragons and phoenixes, and behind the mountain, I learned the voice of humans. With the sworn brotherhood, we are connected by karma, life and death."

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