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

Qin He flipped his hand, and two emerald green pills appeared in his hand. They were the size of grapes and round.

Plague Pill: A pill from the abyss, made by a pharmacist. This pill is extremely powerful and can be taken with water to dispel all plagues in the world.

Seeing the omnipotent abyss again, these two pills are absolutely perfect for the occasion.

Qin He threw a pill into his mouth without thinking.

Take a bite.

Crunchy.

It's like eating orchid beans.

Chew it, chew it, and swallow it.

The taste is neither good nor bad, and I don't know what it is made of.

However, the next moment, Qin He's expression changed.

A surge of medicinal power surged in his stomach, and Qin He felt that what he had swallowed was not a pill, but thousands of troops.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have exploded and died by now.

But Qin He is different.

Eat immortal skills!

It has strong teeth, strong muscles and a strong stomach, and can digest anything it eats.

The immortal power started to work automatically, and the internal energy of the two elderly people in their seventies rumbled in their bodies, and the surging medicinal power was quickly suppressed.

After a while.

“Puff~~~~~~~~~”

Qin He let out a very, very, very long fart.

Mental reminder: Internal strength +3 years.

Qin He's face twitched as he looked at the instructions for the Plague Pill: "This pill is extremely potent; dissolve it in water and take it..."

His face immediately turned dark.

Cheating!

I didn't look carefully just now. This thing needs to be dissolved in water before taking.

The most important thing is that such a strong drug is not enough for one person, but maybe thousands or even tens of thousands of people, and he ended up swallowing it in one gulp.

Good guy.

Fortunately, the reward was the Immortal Eating Skill, otherwise it would have been much more fun.

Qin He couldn't help but feel a little scared.

I secretly warned myself that from now on, anything that came from the abyss that could be swallowed must not be swallowed before I understand it clearly.

Otherwise, you won’t even know when you’ll be killed.

Ever since learning the art of eating immortal food, Qin He has been like a Pixiu, only eating and not defecating.

I never thought that I would be broken by a plague pill.

After releasing such a long stream of gas, the whole house was filled with a strange smell, and it even flowed outside through the gaps in the doors and windows.

This caused Xu Changshou and the three villains to run back and forth, not knowing what was going on.

"Qin He, are you okay?"

Xu Changshou's voice sounded outside the door.

The guy sniffed around the crematorium and found the source of the strange smell, crematorium number seven.

"I'm fine, I'm doing fine." Qin He responded.

"I'm glad you're okay. What are you burning? The whole crematorium is filled with the smell."

"Well..." Qin He racked his brains to smooth things over, then suddenly had an idea and said hastily, "There's a scent sachet on the corpse that wasn't removed, and the smell is coming from the burning spices inside."

"Oh, yeah, fine then."

"Spice? Hiss... Could this be ambergris?" At this time, Ling Zhonghai's voice sounded.

The three villains were all outside the door, smelling it together with Xu Changshou.

"Boss, are you sure this is ambergris?" Li Tie's voice was inexplicably excited.

"That should be it. I went to the Prince of Wei's mansion once, and the ambergris that the Prince of Wei lit before his father smelled just like that."

"what?"

"Boss, ambergris is the royal incense that can prolong life and cure all diseases." Gao Linkun also became excited.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and suck it!"

"Sniff, sniff, sniff, hurry up, or you'll miss this opportunity."

So, under the gap of Qinhe’s big iron gate, eight nostrils were lined up in a row, opening and closing.

Qin He: “→_→**”

He hasn't said anything yet, what else can he say?!

Each one has so many roles.

What can save you?

After a while, the smell gradually faded.

Xu Changshou: "Qin He, is the incense finished burning? Try stirring it to see if you can get more flavor."

Qin He: “…”

This night was peaceful and thrilling.

……

"Oh oh oh~"

Two hours later, a hint of dawn appeared in the east and roosters crowed.

The day's work is done.

The doors of the crematorium were opened one after another, and the crematorium workers handed over the ashes and quickly had breakfast and rested.

When the plague comes, the pressure on work becomes huge.

This is a horrible thing with a lot of dead people.

Tonight will definitely not be easy.

Even Qin He did not go out and rested in the crematorium for a day.

A plague pill filled him up again even though he was a little hungry.

However, that plague pill was obviously a bit of a waste, as it only gave three years of internal strength, which was quite uneconomical. Any corpse in the mass grave could give almost the same reward.

After all, it was a corpse that was burned.

Sure enough, the next day, just as it was getting dark, the Feiyuwei convoy arrived again, with eight large carts.

Thirty-seven bodies, more than yesterday.

Qin He was given two bodies, which were successfully cremated again.

The rewards were all given in the form of Taoism, which added up to 12 years in total.

This is the normal level of plague corpses. Because it is not a sudden death nor a murder, the resentment is less and the reward is also less.

It was dawn again, and just as Qin He was about to hand over the ashes, someone came outside the crematorium.

who?

The Feiyuwei factory official was riding a horse and looked dusty.

When he arrived, he summoned four crematorium workers who had not yet finished their shift, gave them a document, muttered a few words, and left.

Even without using his super hearing, Qin He knew that the Feiyu Guards were going to send the crematorium workers to Fang County.

With so many plague corpses being sent to the capital, even if more lime is sprinkled, there is no guarantee that the plague will not spread to the capital.

As expected, Ling Zhonghai immediately summoned the crematorium workers and announced that he would take ten people from the crematorium to Fang County to build a temporary crematorium there to cremate the bodies nearby. The task had no deadline.

As for the candidates, Ling Zhonghai directly named them.

The cremators began to avoid Ling Zhonghai's gaze, their faces horrified.

joke.

Fang County is cremating corpses, and people are exposed to a large number of corpses every day that may not have been disinfected with lime. How lucky do you have to be to avoid being infected?

This kind of task is more dangerous than burning three corpses in a row.

It can be said that it was a life-or-death situation.

It is very likely that the whole team will be wiped out.

However, there was one person who was very excited, and that was Qin He.

Fang County has become a large morgue. There is nothing else but a lot of corpses.

Plenty of opportunities to win rewards.

But when Qin He finally heard Ling Zhonghai say that he would call the names, his heart skipped a beat and he looked at Ling Zhonghai.

As expected, Ling Zhonghai didn't understand the hope in Qin He's eyes at all, and even gave Qin He a "reassuring" look.

Peace of mind?

Peace of mind to your sister!

Qin He wanted to curse.

When will the villain trio's worrying "awareness" improve?

"Li Quezi, Liu Sanjin, Lao Liangtou, Gu Sihai..." Ling Zhonghai called out the names one by one, and everyone he called out looked dejected.

One, two, three... seven, eight, nine...

Just when Ling Zhonghai was about to point to the tenth one, Qin He cried out, and suddenly staggered. The urn in his hand somehow fell out and hit Ling Zhonghai on the forehead with a bang.