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

When Qin He heard this, he suddenly had the urge to hit someone.

That’s just a small effort.

"Where did you sell it?" Qin He tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart and asked frantically.

"Huh?" Ma Fei was stunned and tilted his head, not understanding what Qin He meant.

"I mean, did I tell you where I was going to sell it to?" Qin He changed his tone.

"Uh, you...didn't...tell me that before." Ma Fei stuttered, becoming even more confused.

Qin He stroked his forehead and felt his head begin to hurt.

The four major avenue palaces in Lincheng have already realized his existence.

If anything goes wrong, there might be trouble.

But since the incident has already happened, I can only go and look for him.

The body.

The kind that is always honest, the kind that is instinctive.

Just by considering its instincts, you can determine a rough range.

Qin He couldn't help but think?

What is your instinct?

Burn the body? Listen to music? Earn coins? Or just run away?

Burning the corpse can be ruled out, as there are only one or two places where the music was heard, so it is easy to find.

Earning silver coins is a bit complicated, it may not be.

As for running nude... "Don't fucking hit your own face!!" Qin He cursed inwardly, turned around and went out again.

Ma Fei watched him leave, blinking and muttering, "I seem to be out of my mind."

So... Qin He spent the next half night searching.

At daybreak, the man returned with empty hands.

There were two more slap marks on his face, one on the left and one on the right.

Ma Fei was surprised to find that the master's soul...had returned.

How strange.

……

After the Cold Festival, the weather turned out just as the solar term had promised.

It soon became warm.

The frost and snow have melted, the warm sun is shining, the grass is growing and the birds are singing.

Qin He also became busy.

It was nothing more than a supernatural event that killed more than 50,000 people in Lin'an City.

This is a scary number, but it is also an insignificant number.

The trade routes that had been frozen by heavy snow in winter were reopened, and soon brought a population far exceeding 50,000 and countless goods to Lin'an City.

Of course, there are still troubles.

After all, there are 50,000 corpses. Even if the probability of mutation is extremely small, the large base number will still bring a huge wave of dividends to Lin'an City's cremation and funeral industry.

Qin He's crematorium was originally looked down upon by no one, but Xing San couldn't handle so many bodies at all. It was good enough to have a cremator who was willing to burn them. Why would he be so picky?

Qinhe's business then became busy.

The fire was kept burning all the time, and all the corpses, no matter what they were, were taken in.

Every morning when Qinhe's crematorium opened, there would be twenty or thirty people queuing outside to receive the ashes.

Such efficiency naturally caused quite a stir.

You should know that in Xing Laosan's crematorium, a cremator can only take three bodies a night at most, and he is very picky.

If the corpse is too transformed, either they don’t dare to take it or they ask for a high price.

After a few days, Qin He's "Crematorium No. 7" quickly became famous.

"Everything is lined up~"

"Don't mess up!"

"This is Master Qi's shop, everyone, behave yourself."

"..."

Outside the shop, Huang Da and Huang Er were carrying knives and kicking the victims who were trying to cut in line back to the line one by one, maintaining the order of the queue in a lazily manner.

These two guys are typical street urchins and hooligans.

If you are born in the Year of the Dog and you are afraid of him, he will eat you up and squeeze your marrow out of you until he has eaten you dry.

If you hit him hard once, when he finds that he can't hurt you at all no matter how hard he tries, he will become a lapdog and come to you to please you with a licking face.

This is the survival rule of street thugs.

Otherwise, they would have died in some unknown corner long ago.

"Seventh Master's business is booming!"

"Good morning, Master Qi!"

After the ashes were collected, the two of them came over with smiles, nodding and bowing to greet everyone.

Snakes have their own paths, rats have their own ways. If you are willing to lose face and smile, you will not suffer any loss.

Even small people have wisdom.

"roll!"

Qin He replied to them with just one word.

There's no point in paying attention to these street urchins.

If you don't have the strength, you will be eaten to death even if you kneel down and serve them as a dog. If you have the strength, you can kick them on the butt every day and they will still have to smile along.

"Yes Yes Yes……"

"Get out now, get out now~"

As expected, Huang Da and Huang Er's faces changed. They quickly stopped smiling and walked away dejectedly, not daring to say a word.

Facing the rising sun, Qin He yawned, stretched, and suddenly his body began to crackle.

More than twenty corpses were collected every day, and the rewards were average, but the quantity was too large.

There are also many cultivators among them. If the corpses of cultivators transform into zombies, the danger level will be much higher. Many of them were transferred here because Xing San was unable to handle them.

Over ten days, we processed nearly two hundred and eighty bodies.

They burned the bodies while eating and drinking to their heart's content, a two-pronged approach.

Qin He is already very close to his goal of reaching the True Yuan Realm.

Another five or six days and it will be almost done.

His current complete strength description is that he has the ninety-eighth level of inner strength in the mortal body realm, the ninety-second level of magic power in the mortal body realm, and he practices both inner strength and magic; he has the tenth level of golden body of merit and the tenth level of soul body of merit.

It’s a bit of a pity that the number of corpses burned in this wave has dropped significantly.

The huge amount of silver coins in his pocket was also spent.

But Qin He was not in a hurry. There were plenty of opportunities in the huge city of Lin'an.

Look, Qin He was just about to go back to the shop to sleep.

A man came over from a distance, wearing the same smile as Huang Da and Huang Er, and walked closer, "Brother Xiao Qi, I have a big deal, and I want to invite you to do it together."

The person who came was Xing San.

Ever since he invited Qin He to dinner last time, Xing San realized that Qin He was unusual. Soon he gave up the idea of ​​being his enemy and tacitly acknowledged Qin He's existence.

"What business?" Qin He's curiosity was aroused.

The relationship between him and Xing San was just the superficial harmony that existed when they had dinner together, and it was just superficial.

Xing San took the initiative to seek cooperation, so there must be a reason.

As expected, Xing San looked around and whispered, "It's the Demon Suppression Division's business."