"That's quite exciting~"

Qin He looked obsessed, and even made a few thrusting movements. It felt like he couldn't wait to do it again.

"Perverted." The big bastard commented in amazement without realizing it.

"Is this...perverted?" Qin He stretched his head and asked.

"A bit." The big bastard nodded.

Qin He looked at the little scalper again, and the little scalper was even more excited, "Not only is he a pervert, he is simply a pervert."

"I feel okay." Qin He touched his chin and said hesitantly, "Everything... is for the purpose of suppressing corpses."

"Um...cough." The big tortoise coughed twice, glanced at the little scalper guiltily, and stopped talking in embarrassment.

"Anyone who stuffs things into other people's intestines is a pervert." The little scalper said firmly, staring at the big bastard when he spoke, and almost didn't name him.

When they had another conflict, the big tortoise stuffed a chili pepper into his intestines.

It was so sour and refreshing that the little scalper will never forget it.

Therefore, little scalpers hate the act of poking their intestines.

"That's all out of urgency, and as far as the results are concerned, the results are very good." The big bastard's eyes were raised at a 45-degree angle with a look on his face.

"How dare you say that!" The little scalper was angry. He didn't open the pot and complained to Qin He: "Listen, sir, this bastard has become a human, but he doesn't speak human language.

"

Qin He looked thoughtful and said after a while: "I think what Tiezhu said makes sense."

Little scalper: "..."

Big Tortoise: "⊙▽⊙"

…

"Rumble..."

After a long time, above the sky.

Countless black clouds rolled, dispersing the black air between the sky and the earth, and there was lightning and thunder.

Thunderbolts as thick as an arm are densely packed with spider webs, illuminating the earth.

The wind rises, the clouds rise!

In the small town, there are countless electric snakes hiding in the darkness looking up at the sky with fearful eyes, full of lingering fear and expectation.

In the past six months, Yunze Town has been too difficult.

Continuous drought has dried up lakes and fields, and the original land of plenty has turned into a desert.

What's even more terrifying is that there are zombie monsters making trouble in the deepest part of the lake, and they will enter the town every day and devour the people.

As few as one person, as many as three or five people.

The lakes have dried up, and there are no cattle or sheep in the cracks. There are white bones and countless innocent souls in them.

The formerly prosperous Yunze Town had only ten rooms and nine empty rooms.

"Crash..."

Soon, the dark clouds fell and turned into a downpour.

The rain is thick, as if it wants to return all the rain and dew it has owed for the past six months.

From the treetops, from the corners of the walls, from the deserted mountains, they slowly gathered, turning into streams, and then into torrents, pouring into the dry lake bed.

The earth, mountains, rivers, trees, and countless weed seeds waiting to germinate in the soil are frantically absorbing the rain falling from the sky, making a "cooing" sound.

Spring is coming back to the earth. The spring in Yunze Town is just a step late, and it will eventually catch up.

It won't be long before the vegetation returns, the fish migrate, and the bones at the bottom of the lake turn into mud, this place will be restored to a prosperous water town.

As for the earth-shattering fight before the rainy night, it will become rumors and legends, arranged by anyone, until it becomes a strange story after dinner and tea.

At this moment, if a pair of eyes looks down at the earth from the clouds above the sky, they will find that the huge Lu land is centered on Yunze Town, and the rain curtain continues to spread outward until it covers the entire Lu land.

The spring thunder rolls down and brings joy to the world.

This year's Lu land will have good weather.

…

Three days later, Qin He embarked on the return journey.

The imperial army had set out half a month ago, and the emperor issued an order to ask Sun Yuanhua, the governor of the Lu region, to raise grain and urge the spring plowing in the Lu region to prevent civil unrest again.

Half a month later, the imperial troops returned to their respective homes, each looking for their mother.

Those who came from Zhejiang went back to Zhejiang, those who came from Xuzhou went back to Xuzhou, and those who came from Jiubian went back to Jiubian... They were constantly diverted all the way. By the time they reached the capital, there were only more than 300 people from Feiyu Guard and 4,000 from the Beijing camp.

In the journey to Lu, we will lose first and then win.

The Feiyu Guards lost more than 200 men, and the capital camp was even worse, with only 4,000 people left out of 20,000.

The crematorium, including the crematorium, also lost many people. Among them, the Nancheng crematorium was completely wiped out, and the Xicheng crematorium only had two people left.

But miraculously, no one was injured at the Dongcheng Corpse Crematorium. Twelve people left and twelve returned.

Several months after leaving Beijing, everyone at the Dongcheng Crematorium was walking on the busy pier, carrying large and small bags on their backs, beaming with joy.

Qin He rode leisurely on the back of the cow and took a breath of the air from the dock that was mixed with the smell of copper, sweat, dust, livestock and food, and felt refreshed.

The trip to Lu Di lasted for several months and he visited many places. More and more, the docks in the capital made Qin He miss him more.

There are countless merchants and travelers here, there are dialects from all over the world, there are countless joys and sorrows in the world, and the world of mortals is rolling here.

No matter how chaotic the world is, it will not affect the prosperity of this place.

Dongcheng Crematorium.

The officers on duty, Ling Zhonghai, Gao Linkun and Yang Baitou, held a brief welcome ceremony.

Twelve people made a triumphant return, which was considered an honor for Dongcheng Corpse Crematorium, and it also gave Ling Zhonghai some respect.

After the ceremony, everyone dispersed.

Xu Changshou couldn't wait to knock on the door of Tofu Xishi Yang Qiao'er with Lu's specialties. Li Tie rushed home, and the corpse burners went to the streets to look for food, and those who went to the old alleys went to the old alleys.

Qin He returned to the crematorium.

The interior of the cremation room was still the same as when it was left. The only change was that there was an extra pot on the crooked stove.

"Master, didn't we take the pot with us when we went out?" The big bastard looked at the big iron pot on the stove and asked as if he had seen a ghost.

"I brought it with me."

Qin He scratched his head and felt a little confused, and hurriedly took out a large pot from the space under his arm. This pot had also stewed eel essence, crab essence, and loach essence on the road.

"Then where did this pot come from?" The big bastard had questions all over his head.

"Yeah, where did it come from?" Qin He was also confused.

…

At the same time, in the official duty room.

Ling Zhonghai and Gao Linkun peeked through the crack in the window and took a peek at Room 7.

"Head, Qin He wouldn't recognize that the pot was bought by us, right?" Gao Linkun asked.

"Probably not. The pot we bought is from the same store as the one in Qinhe, and it's still old. There's not much difference." Ling Zhonghai shook his head.

"Four hundred coins, what a big loss." Gao Linkun slapped his thigh, his face aching.

This matter has to start from the day Qin He and others set off for Lu Di.

The land of Lu is in chaos, and the life and death of those who are marching out are uncertain.

The two of them had been eyeing Qin He's big iron pot early in the morning.

If Qin He fails to come back from Lu, the big iron pot as a legacy will be of great benefit to them.

But as soon as Qin He left, they discovered that the big pot had disappeared.

When Qinhe set off, he obviously didn't bring a pot with him. Something as big as Duan Duan just disappeared. Even after searching the entire crematorium, he couldn't find it.

The two of them thought about it and realized that the pot was most likely stolen.

This is considered a big deal.

If Qin He didn't come back, everything would be easy.

It would be great fun if Qin He came back.

Because Ling Zhonghai was angry several times and pointed at Qin He and scolded him, "You lunatic, hurry up and get rid of the corpse. I sold your iron pot to buy wine."

What is meant by disaster coming from the mouth? This is it.

When Qin He came back from Lu and found that the pot was missing, who was the first person to suspect?

Naturally, they are Ling Zhonghai and Gao Linkun.

Thinking about what Qin He had done in the past, Ling Zhonghai and Gao Linkun felt frightened.

If there is going to be a fuss, I don't know what the scene will be.

So when the two of them added up, they decided to buy a pot to make up for it.

Qin He's brain has convulsions from time to time, and he can't afford to offend him.
Chapter completed!