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

Ling Zhonghai fulfilled his roar.

After dark, Ling Zhonghai selected the four most vicious corpses from the 19 bodies sent to him and sent them to crematorium No. 18.

Qin He looked at the empty corpse-cleansing platform in front of him and couldn't help but think about life.

That’s right, he and another cremator were “lucky” to get a bye.

Because he didn't find any mosquitoes.

During the Cold Dew season in late autumn, it is not easy to find a mosquito.

This is very interesting. There are people who like corpses just like me.

For this reason, he even went so far as to accuse himself of being sick.

Interesting, so interesting.

……

At the same time, in crematorium No. 18.

The thin man looked at the four bodies lying in front of him and smiled silently.

There seemed to be two ghostly lights flickering in the deep eye sockets, and his body was withered and skinny, without a trace of human energy, just like a dead body.

After looking at them for a while, he took out a corpse-suppressing talisman from his arms, muttered a few words, stretched out his finger, and the talisman made a light "pop" sound and stuck to one of the corpses.

Then he followed the same pattern and put talismans on the remaining three corpses.

Then he carefully took out a yellow cloth bag from his arms, rubbed it on his face, and said softly: "Qin'er, look what delicious food your husband has made for you."

As he spoke, he untied the yellow cloth bag and muttered something again. The yellow cloth bag swelled in the wind, and a thing tied up with iron chains fell out of it.

"Clang~" The iron chain made a slight sound as it hit the ground.

If there were someone else here, they would be scared to death.

What fell out... was clearly a mutated corpse.

The corpse had a gray-black complexion, blood-red eyes, sharp fangs, and only a few strands of hair left. Its bald scalp was covered in sores. Its body was bound with chains and shackles. Its shoulders, scapula, ribs, and shoulder blades were pierced with long blood-red nails, each engraved with black inscriptions.

What was even more bizarre was that the corpse was wearing a brand new set of gorgeous clothes, with a pearl necklace hanging around his neck, and the sparse hair on his head was tied up with a green jade hairpin inserted in it.

There were also high-quality jade rings and bracelets on the bound hands, and jade pendants and sachets around the waist.

If this was not a corpse but a living woman, she would definitely be very noble.

The female corpse was furious the moment it landed on the ground. Her pupils were almost bulging out of her horny brow, and her sharp mouth, with its fangs wide open, opened and roared.

But there was no sound.

Looking closely, her mouth was empty except for her fangs.

"Hush, be quiet." The thin man gently stroked the female corpse's head and said softly, "I know you're hungry, so I'll get you something to eat. Look, your husband has prepared a lot for you."

When the female corpse saw the corpse on the stage, her face became horrible and she struggled to pounce on it, but was stopped by the shackles.

"Hush, be quiet, be quiet!"

The thin man kept comforting her and stroking her head.

The female corpse gradually calmed down, but her eyes were still fixed on the corpse on the cleaning platform, grimacing.

After comforting the female corpse, the thin man stood up and walked to the corpse cleaning platform. A sharp knife appeared in his hand. He undressed one of the corpses and cut into the heart.

After a while, he pulled out a black object. The female corpse immediately showed a look of desire, and her teeth were grinning even more fiercely.

The thin man squatted down and brought the black object closer. Suddenly, the whole crematorium was filled with the sound of scalp-numbing gnawing.

After biting off one, the thin man continued to dig until he had dug out all four corpses.

After the female corpse was finished eating, the red in his eyes gradually dissipated, as if he was satisfied. His pupils regained some calmness, and his ferocity was gone, but he became dull.

"It will be over soon, believe me, it will be soon." The thin man squatted down, looked at the female corpse affectionately, and gently wiped her lips.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the female corpse suddenly trembled without warning, her mouth almost opened to its full size, and her eyes turned blood red again. The inscriptions on the long nails piercing the corpse flickered, and puffs of green smoke billowed from the pierced mouth.

"How could it be like this, no!" The thin man showed an angry look on his face, and his face was distorted with anger.

He forced himself to calm down and comforted the female warrior, "Qin'er, don't be afraid. There are living people everywhere here. Where there are living people, there is essence and blood. Your husband has already found it. It's in room seven. Just be patient. Your husband will go get it."

After saying this, he put away his sharp blade and was about to climb up along the pillar of the house and go out through the smoke exhaust vent.

But at this moment, a head appeared from the smoke vent and smiled at him, his teeth so white they almost glowed: "Well, you don't have to go over there, I'll come down."

When the thin man saw it, his face changed drastically and he took several steps back in shock.

Then the man jumped down and landed in the crematorium, carrying a shovel on his shoulder and grinning: "You guys in the Corpse Refining Hall actually have romantic feelings?"

When the thin man heard this, a look of horror appeared on his face. "Who are you?"

"You were ready to harm me, and you even came to my crematorium twice. Don't you know who I am?" Qin He asked with his head tilted.

A look of deep fear flashed across the thin man's face, and he said, "Aren't you a cremator?"

"It seems you really don't know who I am." Qin He looked a little surprised and said, "Okay, remember, I'm your Grandpa Qin."

"you wanna die!"

A fierce light flashed in the thin man's eyes, and the sharp blade pierced Qin He's heart like lightning.

The two men were already very close to each other, and this was a real killing move, so fast that it even made a sound of breaking through the air.

The thin man had a speed that was totally inconsistent with his skinny body.

However, his stab missed.

Qin He disappeared in a flash. From the corner of his eye, he saw the black iron shovel sweeping towards him rapidly.

Before the shovel arrived, the sound of the extremely compressed air exploding was already making one's scalp tingle.

The thin man's face changed drastically, and he raised his arm horizontally in an instant. His arm turned green, with countless blue stripes rising high on it. Suddenly, his whole arm became several times thicker, and it looked extremely strange.

"Green Corpse Ghost Hand!"

This is the thin man's trump card. The Green Corpse Ghost's hands are extremely powerful and can easily tear apart copper and iron. Its defense is unparalleled and it cannot be injured by knife or axe cuts.

The thin man never expected that after just one encounter, he would be forced to reveal his cards by this person.

What made him even more terrified was what was happening behind him. A large black shovel came whistling towards him. There was a dull "bang" sound, and then he felt that the Green Corpse Ghost Hand that he had practiced so hard seemed to have lost consciousness.