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

Including the time it took to burn the corpse, more than five hours had passed.

The Imperial Prison Guard's shift had come and patrols became more frequent, so Qin He could no longer enter the crematorium.

But he didn't want to go either. He used to cremate three or five bodies a day without feeling anything, but now he suddenly had to cremate twenty-eight. The tiredness in his head made him yawn and become a little drowsy.

The shadow play performance is presented in my mind, which consumes energy. If I burn it again, there may be problems. There is no need to take the risk.

Besides, the remaining corpses are basically from the capital, so there is nothing to do with them.

Qin He fell into a deep sleep, snoring loudly.

About another hour later, the crematorium officials who had gone back to rest for the day began to arrive in front of the stone gate one after another.

The crematorium has its rules. The stone gate can only be opened by more than 20 people and two five-cent crematorium officials or one six-cent crematorium official.

What we are trying to prevent is the corpses inside from rising up and causing trouble unexpectedly.

The seven or eight crematorium officials who came were bored, so they went outside the prison to "watch the monkeys".

Wei Wu was there too, holding a basket of buns.

"Boom blah blah..."

Wei Wu banged on the door and shouted, "Get up and eat. We'll start working soon."

Some of the five crematorium workers had already woken up, while some who were still asleep were also woken up by the noise.

Except Qin He.

That snoring is quite disrespectful.

Wei Wu was a little unhappy. This guy was very unique in his work and slept like a fool. Six hours had passed and he should have woken up no matter how sleepy he was.

"Which crematorium is he from?" Wei Wu asked with a dark face.

The cremators looked at each other, and finally Tao Dayong bravely replied, "Sir...sir, his name is Qin He, and he works at the East City Crematorium."

"Wake him up!"

"Yes, sir."

Several cremators rushed to Qin He's side, pushing and patting his face, and finally woke him up.

Qin He looked sleepy, with marks on his face and saliva at the corners of his mouth.

This is really not an act.

"Hello, sir."

After Qin He woke up, he grinned with a naive look on his face.

"Eat quickly and start working immediately."

Wei Wu's anger subsided a bit, he unlocked the door and put a basket of buns on the ground.

Needless to say, the cremators ate like hungry dogs, devouring the food.

Qin He waited until they all took their food, then went over and took two buns.

After taking a bite, I found that the meal before work had been improved. It was vegetable buns with minced meat.

This thing is hard to buy even if you spend money outside.

Qin He hurriedly grabbed two more and hid a few more in his arms.

The door was not locked, so Qin He simply ran away from the prison and squatted in the corner, eating while waiting to watch the show.

Because he was very curious about what the crematorium officials would do when they opened the stone door and found that all the bodies were gone.

Qin He loves watching plays.

After three buns were eaten, twenty crematorium officials gathered and the stone gate opened with a rumble.

A wave of hot air hit their faces, and the crematorium officials turned pale with anger.

Qin He opened thirty fire covers in one breath and left them on all night. It would be strange if it wasn't hot.

The entire crematorium was in such a mess, as if it had not been cleaned up before leaving.

What was even more horrifying was that in all the crematoriums, flames were blazing, but the corpse-cleansing platforms were empty. The lids of the two coffins in the middle had fallen to the side and had been opened.

"Corpses mutiny, form up!"

Among them, a cremator who was paid six cents cried out in shock and quickly drew his sword.

The crematorium officials were horrified and hurriedly took out their weapons.

The experienced ones even shouted, "Warning, warning!"

"Dangdangdang..."

Wei Wu reacted the fastest. He hurried to the stone gate and rang the warning gong.

The alarm sounded along the gloomy prison corridor and spread throughout the prison.

Suddenly, there was a lot of turmoil and a large number of police officers from the Flying Fish Factory rushed to the crematorium.

"What happened!"

A loud roar came from behind.

When the crematorium officials saw this, they immediately felt like they had found their backbone.

Wei Wu shouted with joy, "Master."

It was the one-eyed seven-cent cremator, the chief officer of the crematorium, who was also the chief of a thousand households and was in charge of slaughtering hundreds of people.

The cremation officials all made way, and Tu Baishou strode to the front. The evil spirit around him created a strong wind, as if it had materialized.

This scene made Qin He's eyes light up slightly.

He is worthy of being the boss of the Corpse Cremation Hall. I don’t know about his other skills, but just looking at his murderous aura, most of the evil corpses are unable to move when he stands there.

Sha Qi is also a method of cultivation, and it naturally has the miraculous effect of suppressing corpses.

Qin He didn't know the secret.

"Sir, the corpses from other provinces are almost gone. The coffins have been opened, but no corpses have risen." A six-star crematorium officer hurriedly reported.

Tu Baishou's one eye flashed with brilliance as he glanced around the crematorium. He paused for a moment on the spinning soul-capturing lamp and slowly walked inside.

The crematorium officials tightened their weapons and followed closely.

Only after entering the crematorium did everyone get a clear picture of the situation.

The fire covers in all the crematoriums were opened, and on the crematorium furnaces were corpses bathed in flames.

Most of them have been burned to ashes, only two have not yet been burned.

One of them is a real wonder.

Eighteen weapons were thrust into the corpse in various positions, making it look like a porcupine with its quills exploded. The corpse lay sprawled on the crematorium, its hindquarters raised high, and a mace was brutally driven into it, most of the way through.

Everyone felt that a certain flower was contracting.

Fierce!

So cruel!

What happened to this corpse?

The whole audience was silent, completely confused about what was happening.

Even the flesh on Tu Baishou's face was shaking constantly. He had been burning corpses for thirty years and had never seen such a scene.

It took them a long time to figure out the truth.

The top thirty corpses in the crematorium have all been put into the furnace, twenty-eight of them have been burned, and two are still being burned.

This kind of shock is incomparable, especially the ghost corpse in front of him that was ravaged for unknown reasons. Half a year ago, Feiyuwei joined forces with Lingyun Temple, Jinguang Temple, and more than a dozen top talents from the government, Taoism, and Buddhism to suppress the mutated zombie that was sealed in the corpse-suppressing coffin.

After being sent here and identified, it was found that it could not be incinerated on the spot, so it could only be slowly consumed with a soul-capturing lamp and then incinerated after it reached a certain degree.

Unexpectedly, it was also burned.

The body has been burnt and there is no possibility of it being resurrected. Cremation is just a matter of time.

"We have a master here."

After a long time, Tu Baishou said something, his words revealing shock and admiration.

He can see some details that others cannot.

The eighteen kinds of weapons stuck in the evil corpse were engraved with the inscription "Auspicious Talisman" to suppress the corpse.

The weapon belongs to the Crematorium, so the inscription must have been engraved on it. However, not only the engraving technique but also the inscription form of the "Auspicious Talisman" have been lost for hundreds of years.

The soul-catching lamps were intact, so it was obvious that these bodies had never been raised, and the coffin lids were pried open from the outside.

A mysterious master came in, opened the coffins and cut the chains, carved inscriptions, and burned thirty corpses in one breath.

The means are violent and the level is extremely high.