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

"when!"

At daybreak, a gong sounded and the doors of the crematorium rooms opened one after another.

The crematorium workers walked out of the crematorium and looked at number seven.

There were no screams last night, so I don’t know if Qin He is still alive.

Xu Changshou nervously opened the door of Room 7, only to see Qin He lying on the ground. He shrank his neck in shock and thought to himself, as expected.

Just as he was about to announce that Room 7 was vacant, he saw Qin He's chest heaving and snoring loudly.

not dead?

Xu Changshou looked hurriedly and saw only embers left in the furnace, traces of a burned corpse and ashes being shoveled.

Looking up, I saw a hole in the roof.

In the iron bucket next to it was half a bucket of fresh ashes, still steaming.

Xu Changshou was confused. The body should have been cremated, but what was going on with this hole?

Qin He was woken up by the slap, and he was startled to see Xu Changshou.

"When did you fall asleep?" Xu Changshou asked.

Qin He was confused: "I don't know."

"The body was burned?"

"I do not know."

"How did the hole in the roof come about?"

"I do not know."

Xu Changshou: “…”

Qin He looked at the crematorium, then at the ashes in the bucket, with a look of disbelief on his face: "Sir, were you the one who cremated my body last night?"

Xu Changshou: “…”

After some questioning, Xu Changshou confirmed that a supernatural event had occurred in Room 7.

Qin He, who was supposed to die, did not die. The evil corpse that was supposed to rise up and attack people was burned, and the corpse burned was most likely not Qin He.

It is impossible to find out what exactly happened. Qin He didn't know anything when he was asked. He just didn't know when he fell asleep until he was woken up by being slapped.

Xu Changshou was too lazy to pursue the matter. After all, the body had been cremated, so the matter was over.

After daybreak, Lord Liu arrived. Seeing the ashes in the bucket, his face turned as pale as if smeared with lime. He rummaged in the bucket for a few times, then let out a howl and sat on the ground, crying even more sadly than if his parents had died.

The cremators were all puzzled. Why did the Left Vice Minister not cry when he delivered the corpse yesterday, but he started crying today?

After Lord Liu recovered, he followed Xu Changshou's instructions to Room No. 7. When he saw the hole in the roof, his face turned blue, white, and red, as if he had just opened a dyeing factory, and he staggered away.

The corners of Qin He's lips curled up slightly. He just wanted to burn a few more bodies quietly, but he didn't want to be targeted by the senior officials in the court.

The inexplicable zombie attack on Liu Cang and the inexplicable hole that appeared on the roof of the crematorium were enough to divert Lord Liu's attention away from himself.

Qin He weighed the half pound of silver in his hand and grinned. He could have a good meal today.

Normally, three meals a day cost fifteen cents. If you want to eat your fill, you can only eat mixed flour buns, and your mouth has long lost its taste for food.

Tangji Restaurant is the best restaurant near the crematorium. It has two floors and about ten tables. The owner is called Tang Tiankui. As soon as the restaurant removed the door panels, a man was seen standing in front of the door.

He was wearing coarse linen clothes, stained by smoke and fire, but strangely enough, his teeth were white. He chuckled and said to him, "Boss, let's have some food."

Tang Tiankui was a little confused about this guy. He looked like a beggar in terms of his clothes, but his spirit and demeanor were different.

The Grand Canal is a place where all kinds of people come and go, and there are plenty of people who try to eat and drink for free. He doesn't dare to invite everyone in.

Besides, who would go to a restaurant so early in the morning? It should be at least noon.

"There is silver."

Qin He was very considerate and took out some silver from his pocket to show Tang Tiankui.

Tang Tiankui saw that the silver was genuine, and immediately put on a smile and welcomed Qin He inside: "Sir, what would you like to eat?"

"What's the matter? Hurry up, I'm hungry." Qin He touched his stomach.

I don’t know how powerful the magic power is, but the side effects are coming out first. I’m so hungry that I feel like my chest is sticking to my back.

"Oh, sir, you're here a little early today. My kitchen hasn't started cooking yet, but there's half a roast goose left over from yesterday. How about I ask the chef to heat it up and serve it to you?"

When Qin He heard this, he thought the roast goose was amazing, so he ordered two more bowls of shredded pork noodles, fearing that he wouldn’t have enough.

Soon half a roast goose was served on the table. This was Qin He's first meat meal since he came to this world. The taste of the meat alone could not be compared with the time and space he came from, but he was so hungry that everything tasted good when he was hungry.

After eating half a roast goose and two bowls of noodles, Qin He found that he only felt a little full in his stomach, and was far from being full.

"Boss, three more bowls of noodles." Qin He stretched out three fingers.

Finished three bowls.

Still not enough.

Come again.

not enough.

Come again.

not enough

Come again

……

Tang Tiankui and the waiter were both stunned.

There was already a pile of noodle bowls in front of the table, more than twenty bowls.

The waiter looked shocked and said, "Boss, how can this guy eat so much? Won't he die of overeating?"

Tang Tiankui was also quite surprised, but he had more experience and knew some strange stories. The man in front of him was definitely not an ordinary person.

Ordinary people would have been choked to death long ago, but looking at him, it seems like it’s not over yet.

"Go and ask the kitchen to continue cooking. The extra food will be our breakfast." Tang Tiankui instructed the waiter.

The waiter was very happy because the customer had ordered shredded pork noodles. He hadn't eaten meat for several months, so he secretly asked the chef to put more meat.

After eating more than sixty bowls of noodles, Qin He finally received a prompt: You have fed your stomach, and your internal strength will increase by five years.

A feeling of about 70% to 80% fullness replaced the previous hunger.

"Boss, let's settle the bill." Qin He put down his chopsticks.

It’s not that I can’t eat anymore, it’s that I’m afraid I don’t have enough money.

All two hundred corpse-suppressing nails were used up last night, so I have to save some money to buy more nails today.

After leaving Tangji Restaurant, Qin He looked at the remaining half tael of silver in his hand and felt a little worried.

The appetite of the immortal is too scary. He ate more than four taels of silver in one meal, and it was noodles. What should he do next?

Even if I change to mixed flour buns, they won’t last more than two days.

And this was only about 70% full. Qin He had a hunch that if he forced himself to hold on, he could probably eat a whole cow.

But no matter how worried he was, he had to get on with his work. He went to the blacksmith shop and bought another two hundred nails.

When they returned to the crematorium, the bricklayer was patching the hole in the roof. The supervisor Xu Changshou was in a good mood and chatted with Qin He with a smile. For him, getting through this difficulty was like surviving a disaster.

After the masons repaired the roof, Qin He rested in the crematorium for a day. After dark, he found that he was not hungry at all. It seems that eating immortal power is not that bad. He should be able to last for a while after eating.

"when!"

The time has come. With the sound of a gong, the doors of all the crematoriums are closed and locked, and the crematorium workers' work for the day begins again.

What was placed in front of Qin He was actually the body of a woman wearing red clothes. No one knew where she came from.