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

Qin He gathered his men and headed towards the place where the quarrel was taking place.

When I got there, I saw a big monk with bare chest, round body, wrinkles from head to toe, and two lines of scars on his head.

At this moment, he was grabbing Old Man Ge's collar and pointing at the calf next to him: "Just tell me, is this calf yours?"

"It's mine, so what?"

"If it's yours, then you hit me."

"Nonsense! Cows are for plowing, not riding. You are slandering me."

"Don't try to quibble, old man. I, a poor monk, will never admit my mistake. It was your bull that hit me."

The two of them were pulling and tugging at each other, which had attracted some onlookers.

Qin He arrived, his arms crossed, and stepped forward, "Do you have any sense of public morality? You're making such a fuss, don't your neighbors get any sleep? They still have to go to work at night!"

The cremators: "..."

The old man saw someone approaching, and he grabbed a lifeline as if he had grabbed a straw. "Hey, little brother, please help me judge the situation. I don't know where this crazy bald guy came from, but he insisted that I hit him because I was riding a bull. This is ridiculous."

The elder monk persisted, saying, "My tongue-tasting skill allows me to trace flavors. Not to mention a cow like you, even a flying zombie can't escape my tracking. I'm absolutely not mistaken. It was your cow that hit me."

"Let's talk it out rationally."

Qin He was fair and just. He looked at the monk, raised his lips slightly, and asked, "You said his cow hit you. Where did it hit you?"

The monk's cheeks twitched as he said with a stiff upper lip, "It's ten miles outside Puyun Mountain."

"So far?" Qin He pretended to be surprised.

"Listen up, everyone, listen up, this is nonsense. Puyun Mountain is over 40 miles long and the roads are all mountainous. How could my calf hit someone there?"

"Master, this is your fault." Qin He said with a righteous look on his face, "How can you slander someone's innocence for no reason? Even if you're just trying to scam someone, you can't do it so forcefully."

"That's right, you're just talking nonsense."

"Puyun Mountain is so far away, it takes a whole day to walk along the mountain road."

When the cremators heard this, they all started to join in.

The elder monk's face flushed immediately, and he said, "I am a humble monk who walks upright and sits upright. If I tell even a single lie, I will be struck by lightning."

Seeing this, Qin He was surprised. Wow, his will is quite strong.

He won't leave no matter what I say.

Okay, let’s see how long you can hold on.

"Monk, let the old man go first." Qin He pretended to pry the big monk's hand that was grabbing the old man's collar. When he got closer, he flicked the old man's waist like lightning. The old man immediately fell to the ground with a cry.

Qin He saw it and immediately yelled at the top of his lungs, "Oh no! The monk is hitting someone!"

"A monk is beating someone!"

"I don't know which temple's monks are beating people up. Everyone, come and take a look."

The voice was so loud that it woke up everyone in the temporary crematorium.

The crowd gathered together, three circles inside and three circles outside.

Pointing and talking, there is a lot of discussion.

The elder monk finally couldn't stand it anymore and said angrily: "Ordinary people are unreasonable. They make me so angry."

Ran.

The running figure looks like a meatball with long legs.

Qin He suddenly found it funny when he saw this.

This monk is quite interesting.

……

At this moment, Xianyun Temple on Puyun Mountain.

After finishing his work, Cao Heizi turned around and suddenly found that the god riding a cow was gone. He was confused for a moment, not knowing whether the god had left or hidden somewhere.

I searched everywhere, but didn't find a single hair.

This made Cao Heizi both happy and afraid.

I was happy that the gold, silver and jewelry were intact, but I was worried that I was not sure whether the Bull-Riding God had really left.

It is said that silver is white, gold is yellow, and eyeballs are red.

With so much wealth right before your eyes, who wouldn’t be tempted?

Cao Heizi gritted his teeth and stomped his feet.

He planned to ignore the transaction with the Bull-Riding God and just take the silver and leave.

People die for money and birds die for food. He came here just for the money.

The perfect opportunity to escape is right in front of you. If you don’t leave now, when will you leave?

Cao Heizi was quite decisive. If he were an ordinary person, he would probably have to be timid and obedient for several days before leaving.

But fate is something that is determined by heaven and has no influence on humans.

Time comes and the world has the same force, and it is not free to transport heroes.

Cao Heizi had just pulled the silver out of the mountain gate in a carriage when a group of people came from the opposite side, each holding a sharp knife and full of murderous intent.

The leader was a tall man riding a horse, dressed in green clothes, with an embroidered spring curved sword hanging from his waist, and sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes.

When Cao Heizi saw it, he almost cried.

"My life is over!"

Cao Heizi collapsed in the carriage, like a mouse seeing a cat, unable to move.

Who is this person?

Shen Lian, the commander of the Feiyu Guard, who had just returned to Beijing and was still on horseback.

Cao Heizi has been in the underworld for more than 20 years, so he is naturally familiar with Shen Lian, the commander of Feiyu Guard.

This person plans before he acts. His appearance means that this place has become a dead end. Not to mention people, even a mosquito would find it difficult to fly out.

This is truly like the King of Hell wanting you to die at three o'clock in the morning and not to keep you alive until five o'clock.

If a bandit meets Shen Lian, he will be like the King of Hell.

Sure enough, as soon as a whistle was sounded, the Flying Fish Guards surrounded the place from all sides, making it impossible to get in or out.

A group of bandits could bully ordinary people, but they collapsed immediately when facing the elite Feiyu.

The Feiyu Guard stepped forward to arrest the man, but if he resisted, he would be stabbed on the head and executed on the spot.

Cao Heizi knew that he had no chance of survival. If he fell into the hands of Feiyuwei, he would die anyway.

Since this is the case, it is better to die early and be reborn early.

He pulled out a dagger and thrust it against his heart, committing suicide out of fear of punishment.

The corpse fell to the ground. Shen Lian rode over to take a look and said calmly, "Record, wanted criminal number 139, Cao Heizi, nicknamed Cao Zei, was arrested at Xianyun Temple."

"Yes." A clerk wrote down his thoughts upon hearing the order.

At this moment, a Feiyu Factory messenger came quickly to report: "Commander, for some unknown reason, the Bat King has been burned to ashes."