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

It seemed as if the bloody night had angered God.

The weather was not good and it started raining heavily in the second half of the night.

It was a cold winter, and a heavy rain made the air even colder, and the breath people exhaled turned white.

Qin He didn't feel much, because someone brought a corpse last night.

Unlike the demon corpse sent by Lame, it was an ordinary corpse from a poor family.

The reason I want Qinhe is that it’s free.

The heat from the crematorium largely isolated the cold outside.

So when Qin He opened the door and handed over the ashes, he instinctively blew into his palms and rubbed his hands to drive away the pervasive chill.

Although the weather was not good, Qin He was in a pretty good mood.

There were thirty thousand silver coins in the bowl and one million silver coins in the pot.

One gold coin can be exchanged for one thousand silver coins. The shopkeeper said that the horn of the demon dragon is worth one thousand gold coins.

A true millionaire.

Anyone would be excited.

The wages of avarice is death.

Qin He naturally did not intend to let go of this windfall easily.

He is now in the situation of eating from his bowl and looking at the pot.

But you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so Qin He didn't plan to take action immediately.

Yesterday, when the envoys arrived in the capital, Qin He found three masters in the envoy team.

Two are at the peak of Yongquan Realm, and one is at Lunhai Realm. This is what is on the surface, and no one knows if there are more in secret.

But even the apparent strength is still quite powerful. Qin He can still give it a try in the Yongquan Realm, but he is not sure about the Lunhai Realm.

If the three demons join forces, the risk of defeat is quite high.

Anyway... in Qin He's eyes, any battle that can't be resolved with one shovel is a risk.

Even a rabbit can bite an eagle when it is anxious, let alone the masters of the demon clan.

Don’t be afraid of 10,000, just be afraid of what happens.

There's no harm in being a little more cautious.

……

After going out, eating and drinking are still the same as usual.

After satisfying his appetite, Qin He's strength reached the 79th level of strength in the mortal body realm and the 74th level of magic power.

The realm of true essence is already within sight.

After eating and drinking, I have nothing to do and go to the brothel to listen to music.

Qin He went to Dingxianglou.

There was nothing special about Dingxianglou. It was just that when Qin He had money in his pocket for the first time and wanted to listen to music, he looked up and saw this place.

But he has a problem. No matter where he spends money, as long as the place is decent, he will not change.

Therefore, Dingxianglou became Qinhe's place to listen to music.

However, when Qin He just arrived at the place, he found that Dingxianglou was surrounded by tiger soldiers.

From inside, one could hear bursts of wild laughter and animal roars, accompanied by the woman's screams.

Many pedestrians gathered at the corner from a distance, whispering to each other, looking at Dingxianglou and sighing with horror on their faces.

Qin He came over and asked, "What's going on at Dingxianglou?"

"It's over, it's over!" A slightly plump young man waved his hand and said, "Those damn tiger demons have gotten in. I'm afraid it's become a slaughterhouse now."

"Slaughterhouse?" Qin He's eyelids twitched slightly, and he asked again, "What's going on?"

"You don't know what happened last night, right?" asked the slightly plump young man.

"I don't know." Qin He shook his head. He had seen this young man several times before. He was a frequent visitor to Dingxianglou and could be considered a fellow music lover.

Someone in my family works in the Demon Suppression Division. His surname is Liang and his name is Liang Liang.

"Last night, those demons slaughtered the Sifang Pavilion, devouring hundreds of dancers and musicians." Liang Liang said, then pointed at Dingxianglou. "Look, the trouble with the Sifang Pavilion is over. Without a break, they've come out to occupy the brothels again. The people inside are absolutely doomed."

"Eating people..."

Qin He couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine. Although he had long known that this was a world where humans and demons killed and devoured each other, he also knew that the Dajing Empire always lacked confidence and could never stand up to the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom.

But he never imagined that the envoys from the Wan Yao Kingdom would dare to use the Sifang Pavilion as a dinner plate.

Sifangguan was the government office where the Dajing Empire received foreign envoys.

It is the face of the empire.

Hundreds of people ate everything clean, which did not give even a little face to the Dajing Empire.

Nor was he afraid of being surrounded and killed by the Dajing Empire in anger.

"Luckily, I left home late today. If I had come earlier, I would have been trapped inside."

Liang Liang patted his chest with a look of fear and said regretfully: "It's a pity for the singing girls in there. Some of them sang really well and they were not expensive."

"Alas... let's go, don't look anymore."

"We can't stay here any longer. Those tiger monsters have been inside for a long time. If they come out, they might come towards us."

"That's right, let's go."

As they were talking, the few people who were whispering hurried away.

Qin He watched them go away, then looked back at Dingxianglou, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

A tiger demon occupies the kiln?

Is this considered being left alone?

I was just thinking that the three monsters together would be difficult to deal with, so I planned to wait a few more days to see, but then I went out.

Only one person left?!

Of course this is not the point;

Qin He’s favorite Qu Niang is still in there.

Is it easy for a 300-month-old child to have a few hobbies? Is it easy for him to have a few favorite artists?

You bunch of animals, are you trampling on other people's idols like this?

Qin He was very angry and the consequences were serious.

Without saying a word, Qin He took out a big iron shovel, transformed himself into a tiger monster, and then turned the big iron shovel into a nine-toothed rake, and walked towards Dingxiang Tower.

Ever since.

In broad daylight, Dingxianglou is about to face its second massacre.

Above the nine heavens, the way of heaven is looking down on the mortal world and all living beings.

Perhaps in His eyes, the killing and devouring between humans and demons was nothing big.

But Qin He is still in the mortal world after all.

He is a human, not a monster.

Cold-bloodedness is only temporary, hot-bloodedness is the main theme.