"when!"

It was dawn, a gong sounded, and the crematorium doors opened one after another.

The cremators walked out of the crematorium one after another and looked at No. 7.

Last night, there was no scream there, so I don't know if Qin He is still alive.

Xu Changshou nervously opened the door of Room No. 7, but when he saw Qin He lying on the ground, he shrank his neck in shock, and his thoughts turned out to be true.

Just as he was about to announce that Room 7 was vacant, he saw Qin He's chest rising and falling, and he was snoring happily.

Not dead?

Xu Changshou hurriedly observed that there were only embers left in the furnace, corpses had been burned, and there were traces of shoveling ashes.

Looking up, there is a hole in the roof.

In the iron bucket next to it is half a bucket of fresh ashes, still steaming.

Xu Changshou was confused. The body should have been incinerated, but what was the situation in this cave?

After patting Qin He awake, Qin He was startled when he saw Xu Changshou.

"When did you fall asleep?" Xu Changshou asked.

Qin He was confused: "I don't know."

"The body was burned?"

"I don't know."

"Where did the hole in the roof come from?"

"I don't know."

Xu Changshou: "..."

Qin He looked at the corpse cremator, then at the ashes in the bucket, with a look of disbelief on his face: "My lord, did you burn my little body last night?"

Xu Changshou: "..."

After some questioning, Xu Changshou determined that a supernatural event had occurred in Room No. 7.

Qin He, who was supposed to die, was not dead. The murderous corpse that was supposed to be raised and thrown at people was burned, and the burned corpse was probably not Qin He.

There was no way to find out exactly what happened. Qin He didn't know anything about it. He didn't know when he fell asleep until he was slapped awake.

Xu Changshou was too lazy to pursue the case. Anyway, the body had been incinerated, so this matter was considered a closure.

Master Liu came after daybreak and saw the ashes in the bucket, which were as white as plaster. He dug around in the bucket twice and sat on the ground with a howl. He cried more sadly than his parents had died.

The corpse cremators looked puzzled. Mr. Zuo Shilang didn't cry when he delivered the corpse yesterday. Why did he start crying today?

After Mr. Liu recovered, he went to room 7 under the guidance of Xu Changshou. When he saw the hole in the roof, his face turned blue and white and then red, as if he had opened a dyeing workshop, and he staggered away.

The corners of Qin He's lips rose slightly. He just wanted to burn a few more corpses quietly, but he didn't want to be stared at by high-ranking officials.

The mutated corpse that inexplicably attacked Liu Cang and appeared in the hole in the roof of the crematorium was enough to draw Mr. Liu's eyes away from him.

Weighing the half a catty of silver in his hand, Qin He grinned, he could have a good meal today.

I usually pay fifteen cents for three meals a day. If I want to be full, I can only eat steamed buns with mixed noodles, and the bird's taste has long since faded away.

Tangji Restaurant is the best restaurant near the crematorium. There are about ten tables on two floors. The owner is Tang Tiankui. As soon as the door panel of the restaurant was removed, there was a person standing in front of the door.

Dressed in coarse linen and smoky, the strange thing was that his teeth were white and white. Heihei Yile spoke to him: "Shopkeeper, it's time to eat."

Tang Tiankui was a little confused about this guy. He was probably a beggar. He was dressed like one, but his energy and energy were not the same.

The Grand Canal is a place where people from all walks of life are welcome, and there are plenty of people cheating and drinking. He doesn't dare to greet everyone in it.

Besides, who would go to a restaurant this early in the morning? It should be noon anyway.

"There is money."

Qin He went to the extreme and took out the money from his pocket to show it to Tang Tiankui.

When Tang Tiankui saw that the money was genuine, he immediately put on a smile and welcomed Qin He inside: "What would you like to eat, sir?"

"What do you want? You need to hurry up. I'm hungry." Qin He touched his stomach.

I don’t know how powerful eating the immortal power is. Anyway, the side effects are the first to come out. I’m hungry, and I feel like my heart is in front of my back when I’m hungry.

"Hey, sir, you came a little early today. My kitchen hasn't started yet, but there was half a roast goose left in the kitchen yesterday. How about I ask the cook to heat it up and serve it to you?"

When Qin He heard this, he thought the roast goose was really good, so he ordered two more bowls of shredded pork noodles, fearing that he wouldn't have enough.

Soon half a roast goose was served on the table. This was Qin He's first meal in this world. The taste was incomparable to the time and space he came from, but he couldn't help being hungry. Everything tasted delicious when he was hungry.

After eating half a roast goose and two bowls of noodles, Qin He found that his stomach only felt a little bit, but he was still far from full.

"Shopkeeper, here are three more bowls of noodles." Qin He held out three fingers.

Finished three bowls.

Still not enough.

Come again.

not enough.

Come again.

not enough

Come again

…

Tang Tiankui and the waiter were both dumbfounded.

There is a stack of noodle bowls stacked in front of the table, more than twenty bowls.

The waiter had a look of surprise on his face, "Shopkeeper, how can this person be so good at eating? Isn't he going to be stuffed to death?"

Tang Tiankui was also quite surprised, but since he had more experience and knew some strange things, the man in front of him was definitely not an ordinary person.

Ordinary people would have been stretched to death long ago, but looking at him like that, it seemed like he wasn't over yet.

"Go and let the chef continue to cook. If you cook too much, it will be our breakfast." Tang Tiankui ordered the waiter.

The waiter smiled brightly. The guest ordered noodles with shredded pork. He hadn't served meat noodles in several months, so he secretly asked the cook to order more meat.

After eating more than sixty bowls of noodles, Qin He finally received the reminder: You have fed your five internal organs, and your internal energy has increased for five years.

A feeling of fullness of about 70 to 80% replaced the previous hunger.

"Shopkeeper, check out." Qin He put down his chopsticks.

It’s not that I can’t eat anymore, it’s that I’m afraid I don’t have enough money.

I used all 200 corpse-killing nails last night, so I still have to save some money to buy nails today.

After leaving Tangji Restaurant, Qin He looked at the remaining half a tael of silver in his hand and felt a little worried.

The appetite for eating immortal power is too scary. I ate more than four taels of silver in one meal, and it was still pasta. What should I do in the future?

Even if it were replaced with mixed-noodle steamed buns, it wouldn't last two days.

Moreover, he was still seven to eighty percent full. Qin He had a gut feeling that he might be able to eat a cow if he held on.

However, I had to go on with my worries, so I went to the blacksmith shop and bought another two hundred nails.

When we returned to the crematorium, the masons were repairing the holes in the roof. Xu Changshou, the supervisor, was in a good mood and chatted with Qin He for a few words with a smile. For him, after a difficult time was over, it was like surviving a disaster.

After the masons finished mending the roof, Qin He rested for a day in the crematorium. After dark, he found that he was not hungry. It seemed that eating immortality was not that deceptive. He should be able to hold on for a while if he was full.

"when!"

The hour has come, a gong sounds, each crematorium is closed and locked, and the cremator's day's work begins again.
Chapter completed!