The Demon Suppressing Division has already prepared everything for the arrival of the corpse cremator.

They emptied more than twenty cages where demons were imprisoned, and when they burned the corpses, they locked and closed the cages for each corpse.

If the body is lifted up, the cremator will fight if he can. If he cannot fight, he will be buried in the mouth of the corpse.

In short, one thing: the cremator can die, and the corpse can be recovered, but the corpse must not be allowed to escape.

A single arrangement revealed the status of the cremator. In front of the dynasty's ruling body, human life was not worth mentioning.

The expressions on the faces of all the corpse burners, including Xing San, were naturally not good-looking.

Although one cremator, one corpse, and one room has always been the rule of the crematorium, the premise is that the cremator has a choice. If you feel unsure, you can refuse, or recommend it to a more powerful cremator.

If you really can't do it, you won't lock yourself in, and you will more or less arrange some means to buy time to escape.

Afterwards, you either have to make up for it, or if you can't make it up, you'll lose money.

Essentially it is no different from other professions.

Even a butcher who kills pigs has a chance of being kicked to death by a pig.

Not to mention the cremator.

But here, it all depends on luck.

What's even more terrible is that the monster's corpse mutated and its ferociousness after the mutation is not comparable to that of ordinary corpses.

The only one who doesn't feel pressure at this moment is probably Qin He.

One craftsman, one corpse, one room, and you can't choose a corpse. Isn't this the daily life of a corpse cremator in the Eastern World?

What is familiar can no longer be familiar.

Regardless of whether they were willing or not, the corpse cremators had no choice at this moment. They each selected a cage and prepared to work.

Qin He chose a cage that was the most hidden, the most corner, and the least attention-grabbing.

A crematorium has been prepared inside, which is very simple but functional. Next to it are piles of briquettes and charcoal.

Soon, the first body was delivered to the door.

It was the body of a gorilla covered in green fur, delivered to the door by Zhang Liang himself.

At this time, Zhang Liang's expression looked like this:

There is a bit of pleasure in the sarcasm, and there is a bit of ferocity in the pleasure.

There was just one sentence clearly written on his face: Boy, let’s see how I kill you.

And after delivering the body, he had no intention of leaving. After locking the cage door, he ordered two people to bring over a chair and coffee table, and sat at the door of Qin He's cage with his legs crossed.

He looked like he was waiting for a good show.

When Qin He saw this posture, he almost lost his joy.

Very good, very good.

So Qin He simply gave Zhang Liang a thumbs up.

This action directly caused the latter to stop pouring tea and his eyelids twitched.

Thumbs up means praise, but Qin He's thumb made him feel a chill on the back of his head.

But he soon calmed down and said that Qin He was a real lunatic.

He even glared at Qin He fiercely.

Qin He ignored him and looked at the green-haired gorilla in front of him.

It is said to be an orangutan, but its body is actually not as big as an orangutan's, but rather like a mandrill.

The kind with green hair all over the body, so green that it shines, so green that it shines.

There is a ghost head on the forehead, fangs and sharp claws, and a pair of balls on the lower body are as big as a water ladle, which is extremely exaggerated.

Let’s start with a magic trick.

Demon Distinguishing Technique: This is a ghost-headed orangutan, Xing Ge, with strength in the middle stage of the True Yuan Realm, slightly alienated, and its direction is unknown.

Then Qin He turned around, took out the "Ten Thousand Demons Spectrum", found the page of the Ghost-headed Orangutan, browsed it briefly, and then stared at the two large water ladles.

This thing is full of garbage, only these two big water ladles are worth anything.

It is very expensive, more expensive than tiger whip, and has stronger medicinal properties. It can be used to refine some shady elixirs.

Qin He would naturally not let go of such a treasure.

When Zhang Liang was not paying attention, he raised the knife and put the pair of large water ladles into the space under his armpits.

Then pick up the two briquettes and stuff them back in, and sew them back under the skin with a needle and thread.

The Shadowless Hand moves quickly, and it's over in three or two strokes. It's still as big and round as before.

Perfect reproduction!

Zhang Liang, who was drinking tea outside, didn't notice any clues.

What, three chapters of the agreement? No stealing?

Just kidding, the poor and crazy Qingniu Great Immortal...can this be called stealing?
Chapter completed!