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

Turn over the sky until noon.

Qin He finally woke up.

I didn't wake up naturally, but was woken up by someone knocking on the door.

"Who is it? Knock knock knock so early in the morning? I'm still awake~Wake up~"

Qin He was naturally in a bad mood when he woke up. He was dreaming that he had broken through the Zhenyuan Realm, Yongquan Realm, Lunhai Realm, and Daogong Realm one after another, and was about to give the king of the Wan Yao Kingdom a beating.

As a result, the person woke up.

There was no answer from outside, only the knocking on the door continued.

Qin He had no choice but to open the door. When he looked closely, he saw a middle-aged man with a rather wealthy appearance standing at the door, followed by two young men in yellow clothes with corpse aura wrapped around their heads.

The breath is very familiar, it's the cremator.

"My name is Xing San, and I'm the head craftsman in this area. I see that you've run your shop for some time, so I came to visit you today. I hope you can forgive me for any rudeness." Xing San smiled kindly, and he looked clean all over, making people feel like they were in the spring breeze.

"It turns out to be Mr. Xing San. I've heard a lot about you." A light flashed in Qin He's eyes and he bowed randomly.

Qin He didn't know this person, but he had heard of him. Huang Dahuang Er had revealed this person's name last time.

It is said that he is the chief cremator in the area near the Demon Suppression Division.

The so-called "Head Craftsman" is a semi-official position. On the surface, it is elected by the cremator, but in fact the opinion of the Demon Suppression Bureau is the key.

The reason is that the Demon Suppression Division encounters some demon remains that need to be burned to be completely disposed of, and sometimes they will summon crematorium craftsmen to help. At this time, the head craftsman is needed to come forward to organize.

They are somewhat similar to gentry and clan elders. They have no official status, but are different from ordinary people.

Of course, in actual practice, it still depends on who is good at dealing with people, who can give gifts, and who has more connections.

The Demon Suppression Division doesn’t care who is the leader, they just want to benefit whoever they want.

There is no doubt that Xing San is definitely a veteran in the capital, and there is a high probability that he is running some shameful black business.

According to the iron law of Dajing, it is strictly forbidden for the people to keep monsters. Violators will have their homes confiscated and their families killed.

Qin He wasn't sure whether Xing San had a direct connection with the group of people who raised monsters, or whether he was the one running the business, but those who played with corpses and those who raised monsters were a natural match.

Jiao is inseparable from Meng, and Meng is inseparable from Jiao.

I just cremated a demon corpse yesterday, and today Xing San came.

The connection here is even more direct.

"It's not abrupt at all, but it's a mess here, and I don't have anything to treat you. If you have nothing else to do, go back. We can visit each other often." Qin He stretched and waved his hand with the look of an upright young man.

Xing San's face froze slightly. He had no choice but to come here today.

The three-day deadline has arrived. Yesterday's attempt to raise a demon corpse was just like the previous one, which was like a drop in the ocean. Nothing was found, and not even the sound of fighting was heard.

The strength displayed by Qin He has made Xing San no longer dare to launch any attack against him.

He came here today to make friends with Qin He and acknowledge Qin He's existence.

Secondly, he wanted to find out some details about Qin He so that he could report to the Demon Suppression Division as soon as possible.

As for how the Demon Suppression Division treated Qin He, he was too lazy to care. It would be best if the two sides could fight, the more fierce the better, so that he could sit on the mountain and watch the fight.

But he didn't expect that Qin He didn't give him, the craftsman, any face at all. He just waved his hand and sent him away after saying a few words.

I don’t know if this is just his personality or if there is something wrong with his brain.

Don’t you know that you shouldn’t hit someone who smiles at you?

But Xing San was no ordinary man. The stiffness on his face vanished in a flash, and he still had a warm smile on his face. He said, "Young man, you're joking. I'm the head cremator. I'm here today on behalf of the other craftsmen to welcome you to open your business. Since I have nothing to do, I'll treat you to a meal and a chat so we can get to know each other better."

“Eat…eat?!”

Qin He's eyes suddenly lit up.

Oh my god, there is such a good thing happening so early in the morning?

How long has it been since someone offered to treat you to a meal?

"Yes, let's have a simple meal. I think you should skip breakfast, brother?" Xing San frowned when he saw Qin He was interested.

He likes to eat, which is a weakness. He likes to deal with people with weaknesses because such people are the easiest to deal with.

I thought he was a master, but it seems he is just so-so.

"I slept late last night and I'm hungry." Qin He made no secret of it, then grinned and said, "Well, I like eating, but I have to warn you in advance that I have a big appetite. You must bring enough money with you. If you eat more than you can't refuse to pay!"

"You're refusing to pay? Haha, how is that possible~" Xing San laughed when he heard this. Not only did he laugh, but the two cremators behind him also laughed. After laughing, he patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, you can order as many delicacies as you want, little brother."

No matter how big a person's belly is, it's only that big given his body shape.

Even if you eat all kinds of delicacies from land and sea, there is a limit.

Xing San does have some confidence in his wealth.

"Then... let's hurry up." Qin He rubbed his hands impatiently. This is so damn arrogant.

Okay, it’s a waste if you don’t eat it. Don’t cry later.

"Let's go to Changshan Restaurant. I have already booked a private room in advance." Xing San smiled even more broadly, thinking that as long as he invited this man to have a meal, the urgent problem would basically be solved.

He's a rough guy. After drinking a few bowls of wine, he'll tell you everything about your ancestors.

It's worth it if you bleed a little.

So Qin He closed the door and happily followed Xing San to Changshan Restaurant.

This meal took a very long time.

In short, when Qin He staggered out of the restaurant, Xing San's face was as black as the ash at the bottom of the pot, and he was almost unable to hold it in.

But he had to force a smile and say goodbye to Qin He, then hurried to the Demon Suppression Division.

After waiting for nearly half an hour, Xing San met Niu Cheng'an.

"Have you found out clearly?" Niu Cheng'an asked.

"Your Excellency, I have already made inquiries. This man's name is Hua An, and he lives on the outskirts of Suzhou. His father had achieved some success in cultivation and owned a house and land. The reason he came to the capital was that he had offended an enemy in the Yongquan Realm, named Tang Bohu..."