My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

It tore through the sky like thunder and struck the surface of the Yangtze River, stirring up thousands of waves.

In the midst of the turbulent waves, Zhang Hao stood steadily on the bamboo raft, holding the corpse rope tightly in one hand and supporting the bamboo pole with the other, rising and falling on the waves like a surfing master.

Under the dim sky, his heroic act made everyone hold their breath.

At this moment, the sky was as dark as night, and the only ray of light was gradually disappearing in the distant horizon.

The members of the archaeological team looked at this scene in astonishment. They had experienced such strange weather when they were moving the ancient coffin in Zhenjiang yesterday. Now it appeared again, making them begin to wonder if this was just a coincidence.

Secretary Wang looked at Zhang Hao on the river and murmured in shock, "Oh my God, even though I don't believe there are corpse retrievers in this world, now that he said that the Zhenjiang ancient coffin cannot be moved, I do believe it a little bit."

"This can no longer be considered a coincidence!" he continued, "When Ma Tao drowned yesterday, the weather was also this horrible. It was even worse than yesterday. Yesterday it was just a dragon sucking water, but now it's a flood that has burst the dam, which is even more terrifying than yesterday!"

Some members of the archaeological team began to panic. They shook their heads and denied it all: "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! This is too unscientific!"

"How could it be possible that there are really corpses and evil spirits in this world as he said? The dead are already dead, how could they move?" They all expressed their disbelief.

However, the strange weather and the strange sight made the onlookers start to have a new view on the corpse recovery. Especially the director of the archaeological team, he couldn't understand why a coffin, or a pile of wood, could have such a huge impact.

At this time, Zhang Hao did not retreat, but decided to deal with the ten evil spirits in one go. He did not dismantle them one by one as he had discussed with Fatty Wang last night, but directly took all the ten evil spirits out of the ancient coffin. These evil spirits seemed to be enraged and rushed towards Zhang Hao violently.

Facing the surging evil spirit, Zhang Hao sneered, took out a brush from his bosom, bit his finger, used blood as ink, and drew a mysterious symbol on his palm. He muttered: "Left is Yin, right is Yang. The nether world demands life, impermanence is impermanent. Soldiers follow the seal, and generals follow orders."

As he shouted, the sky darkened, and the river turned into a yellow-red river of blood, but it returned to dark green in an instant. What was even more shocking was that two vague shadows appeared in front of Zhang Hao, as if they were messengers from the underworld.

People on the shore watched this scene in horror, and some even began to wonder if they were hallucinating.

The members of the archaeological team were talking about it, unable to explain what was happening before their eyes.

Director Li Zheng hurriedly ordered his secretary to record the scene, but the camera captured nothing.

Amidst everyone's mixed emotions of astonishment and panic, Zhang Hao appeared unusually calm.

He knew very well that this was not an illusion but a real mysterious force at work.

And he is the controller of this power. He will use this power to subdue the Ten Corpse Demons in front of him and protect the peace of Sanjiashan Village.

On the other side, two blurry images appeared in front of Zhang Hao's eyes, followed by a deep and strange sound echoing in the air.

"I am Bai Wuchang from the underworld. Those who respect the gods will make money from this!"

"I am the Black Impermanence of the underworld. Those who are charged with serious crimes cannot escape from me!"

"Who is calling us?"

These two images are none other than one of the ten most famous ghost generals in the underworld, a sixth-rank ghost messenger - Black and White Impermanence!
Zhang Hao quickly took out a fourth-rank official seal from his bosom and pressed it between his eyebrows without hesitation.

He stared at the shadow in front of him and said in a firm and powerful voice: "It's me!"

The eyes of the Black and White Impermanence were all focused on Zhang Hao, especially the fourth-rank official seal on his forehead, which made their expressions instantly become respectful.

They bowed deeply to Zhang Hao, their voices full of respect: "Greetings, Fourth Rank Zhengqin!"

Zhang Hao nodded slightly, his eyes moving between the two phantoms, secretly amazed in his heart.

Is this the legendary black and white impermanence?

Since he obtained this system, he has only seen two ordinary ghost soldiers.

That was in the morgue of the Yin-Yang Inn. When he was helping Lin Jiu deal with the corpse, he summoned it using the Siqin official position talisman paper.

This was the first time he had seen such high-level ghost messengers as the Black and White Impermanence.

Although he did not hold a true official position in the underworld, thanks to his superb skills in talismans, he was able to draw talismans that imitated the position of a fourth-rank official.

The talisman is so realistic that even the Black and White Impermanence cannot detect it.

Otherwise, before he dealt with the Ten Corpse Demons, he might have been tormented enough by these two evil spirits.

After all, he was impersonating an official in the underworld, which was as serious as impersonating a policeman in the world of the living.

At this moment, Zhang Hao was nervous and excited. His next move would undoubtedly be more risky.

"I wonder what important matter the Fourth-Rank Lord Zhengqin has summoned us for?" Bai Wuchang asked cautiously, still not daring to look directly at Zhang Hao.

They may not know how powerful the suppression power of the fourth-rank official position is on them.

For ghosts, this kind of official position is almost overwhelming.

Zhang Hao tightly grasped the corpse rope in his hand and said in a deep voice: "I need to borrow your identities."

The Black and White Impermanence looked at each other, with a hint of surprise in their eyes.

They were only sixth-rank Yinchai, why did this fourth-rank Zhengqin want to borrow their identities?

Although they were full of doubts, they nodded and agreed: "Yes, sir!"

At this moment, a deafening noise suddenly came to my ears.

Huge waves rose on the river surface, and ten heads popped out of the water one after another. The scene was so weird that it made everyone present feel their scalps tingling.

The villagers stopped their flood prevention work, looked towards the river, and their faces became extremely nervous.

"Oh my, why are there so many heads suddenly appearing on the river?"

"Are those people? How did they get into the river?"

"Why aren't they talking? They're like logs!"

At this time, the village chief was also looking at the ten heads in the water nervously, and he couldn't help but recall the ancient coffin he saw at the bottom of the river four years ago.

He nodded and turned his gaze to Zhang Hao.

I saw the shadows of the Black and White Impermanence standing silently behind Zhang Hao, while Zhang Hao was holding the corpse rope in his hand, staring coldly at the corpse in the water, as if he was ready for a fight to the death.

However, when the village chief looked carefully at the two shadows, his eyes widened and his face was full of shock.

He knelt on the ground with a plop and shouted, "It's Master Seven and Master Eight! Everyone, kneel down and pay homage to Master Seven and Master Eight!"

The villagers followed suit and knelt down one after another.

Although the two shadows appeared and disappeared from time to time, their characteristics were very obvious.

The White Impermanence sticks out his long tongue, with the words "make money" written on his tall hat, and he holds a mourning stick; while the Black Impermanence holds shackles, with the words "no pardon" written on his tall hat, symbolizing the ruthless punishment of evil spirits.

Upon seeing this, the archaeological team and the personnel from the Ministry of State Security could not help but begin to doubt their own eyes.

They looked at Zhang Hao in shock, unable to believe whether what was happening before their eyes was true or false.

If it is true, then those phantoms disappear from time to time. If it is false, then what are they seeing now?
"Could it be... that gods really exist?"

Chen Wenjin looked at Zhang Hao suspiciously and said.

However, in her long life, she had never actually seen any trace of God.

How could she explain what she saw today? "The visual effects were so stunning!"

"How did they do that? Did they use 3D mapping technology?"

"Or are these really ghosts..."

The archaeologists were whispering and discussing.

Dapeng next to him stared at Zhang Hao on the river with a blank face. He could not believe his eyes as he actually saw the images of the Black and White Impermanence.

The lower halves of those ghostly figures were looming, as if transparent, and only the upper halves were barely visible, but they also looked illusory, like a picture with its transparency adjusted.

However, in the blink of an eye, they disappear without a trace.

At this moment, the Black and White Impermanence seemed to be standing behind Zhang Hao. The mourning sticks and soul-catching ropes in their hands were exactly the same as described in the legend, which made Dapeng begin to doubt whether what he saw was real.

"People say that seeing is believing, but is what I see now real? This...is this a manifestation of gods?" Dapeng looked at Zhang Hao again and said puzzledly.

"If this is really a god, how could he possibly ask the god to help him?"

"This must be my imagination, right?"

"Yes, it must be an illusion."

Although Dapeng said this, his eyes were fixed on Zhang Hao on the river and the Black and White Impermanence beside him.

He never expected that the worldview he had believed in for more than 30 years would completely collapse at this moment.

Director Li of the Ministry of National Security handed the camera to his secretary. He looked at Zhang Hao in disbelief and muttered to himself, "Is this... is this true?"

The secretary took the camera and was equally amazed. "There are many supernatural events recorded in the archives of our Ministry of State Security, but none is more bizarre than what I'm seeing now!"

“Those supernatural files, although still unexplained, are only speculations that they may be related to ghosts and gods.”

"But now, we actually saw it with our own eyes!"

"this…"

“It’s incredible!”

"This Yin-Yang Master is truly impressive. He actually has the ability to communicate between Yin and Yang!"

"He... Director, do you think the Black and White Impermanence we see now are really summoned by Mr. Yin Yang? They are so respectful to him!"

Li Zheng shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

It was also the first time he had seen such a scene and he had never understood these things before.

I have only heard of the Yin Yang Inn in the past two days.

Not to mention the Black and White Impermanence.

He had always thought these were stories to scare children.

But now it seems that although it cannot be confirmed whether it is true or not, it has at least shaken his worldview.

Fatty Wang was the most shocked of all!
Unlike others who were skeptical, he had always trusted Zhang Hao. However, since Zhang Qilin left the inn after his first corpse-driving mission.

This was the first time he saw Zhang Hao suppress the corpse evil.

Seeing the changes on the river surface and the two ghostly figures behind Zhang Hao, Fatty Wang was completely stunned.

He couldn't help but think to himself: Is this the strength of Mr. Yin Yang?

It's really amazing!

Recalling what Zhang Hao said when he tricked them into opening the Yin Yang Inn, Zhang Hao mentioned that the Yin Yang Inn could connect the Yin and Yang worlds and was the gateway between the two worlds. At that time, he thought it was just a line made up to trick them.

I didn’t expect it to be true!

Zhang Hao actually has the ability to communicate between yin and yang!

He always thought that Zhang Hao was just a person who could drive and retrieve corpses, and that having such a skill was admirable enough.

In other words, Fatty Wang already thought very highly of Zhang Hao and was even full of admiration and worship for him.

But he didn't expect that Zhang Hao's ability was beyond his imagination!

"this…"

"Damn it, I don't know if I can ever reach this level!"

"so amazing!"

"Even the Black and White Impermanence can be summoned!"

"If nothing else, it would be awesome if I could summon a little ghost!"

Thinking of this, Fatty Wang turned his gaze to the ten corpses, pondering secretly in his heart.

The corpse demons that were able to make Zhang Hao summon all the ghost messengers, it seems that the strength of these ten corpse demons should not be underestimated.

At this time, the Ten Corpse Evils were staring at Zhang Hao and the two ghostly figures behind him.

Because the figures of the Black and White Impermanence appear and disappear from time to time, people can't help but doubt the authenticity of all this.

And just the next moment after the two ghostly figures disappeared, the ten evil spirits in the water suddenly hid in the water, and their traces disappeared from the surface of the river in an instant.

Zhang Hao instinctively looked towards the water in front of him and tightly grasped the corpse rope in his hand.

At the same time, Hei Wuchang behind him also tightly grasped the soul-catching rope in his hand and shouted almost in sync with Zhang Hao.

"You bastards, I'm here, how dare you act so presumptuous!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Hao swung the corpse rope in his hand towards the water in front of him.

At the same time, the ghost figure of Hei Wuchang appeared again behind him, and he whipped the soul-catching rope in his hand with almost the same action as Zhang Hao.

Immediately afterwards, the ten evil spirits in the water suddenly jumped out of the water together and pounced towards Zhang Hao. Their speed was so fast that it was difficult to capture with the naked eye.

However, it was not these corpses that took the first action.

It's Black Impermanence, or more precisely...

It's Zhang Hao!
As soon as the figures of the Ten Corpse Evils broke out of the water, the corpse ropes and soul-catching ropes were whipped towards them swiftly.

Then, a thunderous roar sounded in the sky, and a dazzling white light seemed to tear the sky apart, penetrating the heavens and the earth. At the same time, the whipping sound of the corpse ropes and the thunder intertwined, deafening.

"Boom!"

"Clap!"

The loud noise made the people watching by the river dazzled, and the sound of suona seemed to echo in their ears, and the whole world seemed to be spinning. The squatting people lost their balance and sat on the ground, while the standing people staggered and almost fell. (End of this chapter)