There were plenty of corpses at the Mass Grave, but their quality was far inferior to that of vicious corpses—indeed, they were not even as good as the Mutated Corpses burned at the Corpse Burning Facility.
As for the government ban?
What the hell was that supposed to matter? Qin He was now a Corpse Burning Official of the Flying Fish Guard, even if he did not actually work for the Flying Fish Guard.
Once he flashed that thing, who would go looking for trouble when they had nothing better to do?
In fact, the Corpse Burning Officials of the Corpse Burning Hall were the ones who took the most private jobs.
Why?
Because clients recognized that title. Even if a Corpse Burning Official's abilities were watered down, he was still better than some wild operator who had crawled out of who knew where.
Thus, this private job had really been brought to Qin He by that "Certification Copper Coin."
Otherwise, Yang Baitu would not have come looking for Qin He. Even if he had, the client would not have accepted him.
Back to the matter at hand.
After accepting the job, Qin He returned to the Corpse Burning Room to tidy up, then left with Yang Baitu.
They headed south along the canal for roughly five or six li before arriving at a village called Little Liang Town.
Along the way, Yang Baitu gave him a general account of the client's situation.
The client was named Liang Shijie. The deceased was Liang Shijie's old father—Old Master Liang of the Liang Family.
The Liang Family was a prominent household in Little Liang Town. Their ancestors could not exactly be said to have risen smoothly through officialdom, but several had held minor posts, with the highest becoming a county magistrate. Every