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

What is the supernatural?

Qin He didn’t know this before and once thought that the supernatural was equal to ghosts.

It was not until later that he understood that ghosts can only be described as terrifying because they exist and can be converted or eliminated.

But the supernatural is much more complicated, it is a kind of twisted rules.

As for what it is specifically, there is no way to generalize it.

What appeared before him was a remnant of the demon wolf.

As to what the remains are, it is still uncertain.

"The palms and backs of your hands are all made of flesh, and your face is no more noble than your butt, so... don't mind it." Qin He grinned at the remnant soul, and then secretly cast a soul-fixing seal on it.

The Soul-Suppressing Seal, one of the thirty-six styles to suppress spirits, is extremely useful in dealing with spirits.

However, when the seal was stamped, it was empty.

The remaining soul seemed to be completely non-existent.

But such a non-existent thing can be seen and heard.

This is a manifestation of bending the rules.

Incomprehensible.

You have to know that even a complete dead soul cannot do this before it turns into a ghost.

And transforming into a ghost takes time.

It took less than an hour to take over this thing from Qin He.

Even the yin and yang cycle of a day is far from enough.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Qin He's answer did not soothe the remaining satisfaction, but instead it laughed.

The laughter was eerie and terrifying, filled with resentment and resentment.

"Laugh at you!"

Qin He opened his eyes slightly and pushed out a palm like lightning.

In an instant, a ball of blue flame suddenly enveloped the remnant.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, the blue flame turned into countless dots, like fireworks after an explosion.

It appears very quickly and disappears very quickly.

When I looked again, the remnant had disappeared.

But Qin He couldn't be happy, because the remnant was not extinguished by his own Lan Ming Lihuo, but disappeared on its own.

After that, Qin He locked onto everything around him, searching bit by bit in an attempt to find the remaining hiding place.

But in the end Qin He failed.

That remnant was like an illusion between half asleep and half awake, as if it had never appeared.

Helpless, Qin He could only shake his head and put the matter aside for the time being.

After shoveling away the ashes, Qin He handed over the urn, indicating that the next body could be cremated.

Zhang Liang disappeared. Perhaps he was heartbroken and his self-esteem was hurt, so he went home to draw circles, or perhaps he went to buy some tiger penis to nourish his body.

The one who appeared outside the gate was Ji Dayan.

At this moment, Ji Dayan's eyes were close together, with a dark circle on each side, making him look like a cross-eyed iron-eating beast.

You don't need to ask to know that it was Zhang Liang who beat him.

Ji Dayan is not good at speaking, and he touched people's hearts.

"You burn the corpse a little too fast." Ji Dayan said what he meant, a typical capable clerk.

"Actually, I really want to keep a low profile, but my strength doesn't allow it." Qin He spread his hands with a sincere look on his face.

"You do have some skills. I've never seen anyone burn a corpse as fast as you." Ji Dayan nodded. As an honest man, his reaction was completely different from Zhang Liang's.

"I really want to spar with you, but you have offended Lord Zhang, so I can't help you. I have already chosen the corpse for you, and you can choose the one that burns slower." Ji Dayan said seriously. While speaking, he squeezed his eyes together, as if he wanted to see Qin He more clearly.

"No need, I've laid my cards on the table. Bring it on, the more the better." Qin He waved his hand decisively.