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

"What's going on?"

In the prison, Li Ergou asked curiously with his mouth stuffed with something.

"problem occurs."

Tao Dayong stretched his neck and said something nonsense.

"There must be something wrong with the corpse. It might be those two coffins. They look scary." Qian Mancang said in surprise.

"It won't get us, will it?"

"If something goes wrong, we have a high-ranking official to take charge, so we are not afraid."

"It's better if nothing happens. If something happens, we poor people will be the ones who suffer."

Several crematorium workers chatted with each other, stretching their necks to look inside, but did not dare to go closer.

At this moment, the Feiyuwei factory police who heard the alarm were gathering together, full of murderous intent. If you get close to them now, you might be mistaken for an escaped prisoner and be hacked to pieces.

Qin He stuffed the last bit of bun wrapper into his mouth. He felt that the show was boring because he couldn't see the rich expressions on their faces. He stood up and stretched, then said to the people next to him, "We probably have to go back today."

Li Ergou was surprised when he heard this. "Ah? These buns are so delicious. I want to eat them for a few more days."

"Eat shit! If something doesn't look right, run away! Your life is at stake."

"It's a pity that I can't eat these meat buns anymore."

A group of cremators expressed their regret. After all, poor people could hardly taste meat even once in their lifetime. Eating bran and vegetables to fill their stomachs was considered a good thing for them.

As if to confirm Qin He's words, a while later, after the reinforcements left after learning that the alarm was over, Wei Wu came over and said, "Get ready to start work. You can go back after the fire is finished today."

The six crematorium workers looked at each other, and those who were about to release the water released the water, and those who were about to hide the buns hid the buns. After they were ready, they entered the crematorium again.

Most of the bodies covered with yellow cloth were burned, and the remaining ones were basically bodies covered with white cloth.

Everything remains the same as before, everyone finds a corpse to burn.

Qin He didn't pick and choose this time. He shoveled down the cremated ashes in the crematorium, picked up a corpse at random and started burning it without even turning off the fire. The reward was too suppressed, and there was not much difference between burning the corpse white or burning it yellow.

After a hundred years of cultivation, even without the corpse-suppressing nails, the corpse under the white cloth could not move and remained silent.

But Qin He's quietness doesn't mean the other five cremators can also be quiet.

As soon as the furnace was opened, the corpse-suppressing talismans outside the crematorium of Li Ergou and two other crematorium workers started burning.

Wei Wu ran over cursing, but before he started scolding, the corpse-suppressing talisman on Qian Mancang's side started burning.

Wei Wu was very angry, especially Qian Mancang. This was the second time he had burned talismans.

The three of them could only bow their heads and admit their mistakes.

Wei Wuxun scolded them for a while, then turned around and saw that Tu Baishou didn't curse at them, so he let them go, replenished the corpse-suppressing talisman and left.

Qin He felt a little puzzled. With the corpse under the white cloth and the soul-capturing lamp, it was understandable to occasionally burn one or two talismans, but it was a bit strange that four talismans were burned at once.

His intuition told him that something was wrong. He vaguely remembered that several people seemed to have picked up the bodies from the same location.

Qin He walked over there, casually flipped over a shroud, and his eyelids suddenly jumped.

Faceless corpse!

The cause of death was exactly the same as that of Ma Tuzi. His entire face was peeled off and covered with dried blood spots, like black beans. At first glance, it was easy to mistake it for a tortured corpse, but in fact it was caused by a supernatural event.

When I burned Ma the butcher, he struggled extremely fiercely.

As for the murderer, it was a handkerchief with a blood-red fanged ghost head on it. It first appeared in the hands of a female corpse in red.

Qin He had almost forgotten about that incident, but he never expected that these supernatural events would not stop, but would obviously intensify.

I just don't know where these bodies came from.

Qin He checked and found another body next to it, in addition to the four bodies that were burning.

There are six in total.

"Have you ever seen a corpse like this?"

Suddenly a voice came from the side.

Qin He looked up and met Wei Wu's eyes.

"Sir, I haven't seen it."

Qin He grinned and thought to himself that he was careless and distracted, and didn't even notice the person walking towards him.

Wei Wu has been keeping an eye on him ever since he first took away a corpse covered by a yellow cloth. Qin He also knew it, but at that time, for the sake of the reward, he didn't pay much attention to it. Now the hidden danger has come.

Qin He doesn't like being noticed, he just wants to burn the body in peace and get the reward.

Being noticed often means trouble, and Qin He hates trouble.

Wei Wu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, with a hint of joking, "You have seen it, the body of Ma the Butcher was taken back to the East City Crematorium by me personally. After that, there was no news. It must have been cremated."

Wei Wu acted on his intuition and grabbed the pigtail of the man in front of him. If the man was not a fool, it would be interesting.

Qin He felt like ten thousand alpacas were running wildly through his heart, but he still had a smile on his face and refused to admit it: "Sir, I really haven't seen it."

He bet that Wei Wu was just trying to trick him. He didn't have time to check, and there was more than one cremator in the East City Crematorium.

Wei Wu's face darkened slightly, his eyes filled with warning. "Boy, this is the Imperial Prison. There's nothing else here, except instruments of torture. If you don't admit it, I'll let you experience what it's like to be tortured in the Imperial Prison. By then, you'll have broken parts of your body. Think carefully before you answer."

Qin He still smiled: "Sir, I really haven't seen it before."

Wei Wu's face was clearly displeased, but he had no choice but to leave after Qin He refused to admit it. "You can't fool me. I'll check it out."

Qin He breathed a sigh of relief. As expected, if you refuse to admit something, you must stick to it to the end and never let yourself be tricked.

Verify?

When I get home today, I'm going to burn the cremation records of the Dongcheng Crematorium to ashes.

Check your uncle.

Even if I find out, it would be a mistake.

What, can’t remember it wrong?

That’s better not to do, otherwise Feiyuwei might have another missing person.

Qin He doesn't provoke others, but he won't tolerate others provoking him either.

Back in the crematorium, Qin He had nothing to do, so he simply leaned against the wall and took a nap.

I didn't notice Wei Wu approaching just now. On the one hand, I was concentrating on thinking about something, and on the other hand, my mind has not yet regained its clarity.

I only slept for an hour and I'm still not fully recovered.

Leaning like this, Qin He actually fell asleep again.

When I woke up again, the corpse in front of me had been burned.

I missed the shadow play performance and don't know who was burned. However, there was a reminder of the reward: +2 years of Taoism. I'm as stingy as ever.

After shoveling the ashes and cleaning the furnace, Qin He returned to the corpse selection area.

It should be that new bodies were delivered while he was sleeping. Not only did the number of bodies parked at the scene not decrease, but some new bodies were added, and there were even fresh bloodstains on some of them.

I don’t know if it’s a murderous corpse, or if Feiyuwei has committed some sin that needs to be covered up.

Qin He thought about it and ignored it. Instead, he walked back to the place he was just at, grabbed a faceless corpse and returned to the crematorium.

Because he really wanted to know what that handkerchief with the fang-shaped ghost head was.