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

He even felt that life in the Yin-Yang Inn was the life he really wanted.

There is no hustle and bustle of a big city here. In the morning, you can draw a basin of well water, squat at the door of the inn to brush your teeth, and watch the people coming and going in the village.

Just as he was about to leave the room, his cell phone suddenly vibrated.

He picked up the phone and took a look, frowning slightly and said, "Uncle San? Why did you suddenly think of me?"

The Hao family is quite famous in Tanzhou City. Although not everyone knows their family, the old families in the streets and alleys are quite familiar with them.

Especially in the tomb-robbing world, the Lao Hao family is even more famous.

Hao Xie's father, grandfather, uncle and others are all seniors in the tomb-robbing business and have very famous names.

However, Hao Xie did not inherit his family's legacy, but became fascinated with archaeology. Now he went to the village and opened the Yin-Yang Inn with others.

This made the Hao family unable to understand, and they gradually distanced themselves from him.

When Hao Xie received a call from his uncle at this time, he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

But he still answered the phone, muttering, "Could it be that something happened at home?"

He shook his head and swiped the answer button, then he heard the deep voice of his uncle on the line: "Hey, little Third Master, you're up so early now?"

Hearing the teasing on the phone, Hao Xie put down the wash basin in his hand and said with a smile: "Third Uncle, please don't call me that. People in the underworld call me Little Third Master because you are the real Third Master. But I say, Third Uncle, why did you think of calling me out of the blue?"

Uncle San's voice continued to be heard on the phone: "Hey! Huo Xiuxiu came to our house yesterday and said she wanted to see you on a trip to the north. I told her that you no longer rob tombs, but she didn't believe it and insisted on seeing you. I was so annoyed that I had no choice but to tell her about you."

Hao Xie frowned slightly, looking amused, "Why did Huo Xiuxiu ask me to do something? I didn't go several times before when she asked me to go tomb robbing. Now I'm staying in the Yin Yang Inn, so it's even more impossible for me to go tomb robbing with him."

He shook his head and smiled: "It's okay, just say it, anyway, I won't go with her even if she comes to me."

Immediately, the voice of the third uncle came again on the other end of the phone: "Oh, it's not that you are considering whether to go with him, but she has already gone to find you. It will probably take two or three days for her to arrive. But have you really decided not to rob tombs anymore? Our family has a lot of connections in this field, so it's easy for you to succeed. How can this young man not have the idea of ​​fighting? So, I, your third uncle, also found a large tomb in the north recently, do you want to go and have a look together?"

Hao Xie couldn't help but think that the last time they went to the Xisha Tomb, they were tricked by their third uncle.

Not only did he find nothing when he went in, he was almost chased to death by thousands of sea monkeys.

He thought to himself that tomb robbing was so difficult, why bother doing it?
Carrying corpses is quite popular nowadays, why should we go back to the old business?
Moreover, corpse-driving did not hinder his archaeological work, and now he had discovered many places related to corpse-driving.

But there are no complete clues yet. Once he gets the clues, he can still continue his archaeological career.

So he shook his head and said, "Forget it. I don't have that idea, and I have found a new goal now. It's not that I won't strive for it, I just don't want to rob tombs anymore."

A puzzled voice came from the phone: "Oh? A new target? What?"

At this time, Hao Xie held the wash basin in his hand and walked out slowly, saying calmly: "I am now determined to become a corpse driver, and I have mastered the skills of corpse driving. After completing a task, I can officially become a corpse driver! So, don't persuade me anymore."

After saying that, he opened the door and came to the well.

Just as he was about to fetch some water, he was surprised to find that the well in the Yin Yang Inn had changed.

He looked around and muttered to himself, "Is Brother Zhang Hao back?"

At this time, the third uncle on the phone looked confused, thinking that the third master of their old Hao family actually wanted to drive corpses?
Although tomb robbers also deal with corpses, they have never heard of the profession of corpse driver.

So, he asked doubtfully, "Young Master San, are you sure you didn't run into a liar? Hasn't the corpse-driving profession been lost for a long time? Where did you learn the art of corpse-driving?"

Hao Xie stared blankly at the raised stone sculpture of the Yin-Yang fish next to the well, and said perfunctorily: "Okay, Third Uncle, I won't say any more, and you don't have to persuade me anymore. I have something else to do, so I'll hang up first!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone, squatted down, touched the two statues next to the well, and his heart was full of doubts.

He gently touched the two stone sculptures and immediately felt a cool feeling sweeping over his body.

He even seemed to hear the howling of ghosts, foxes and wolves, and was shocked.

He suddenly retracted his finger, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes, and thought: "Could this also be done by Brother Zhang Hao? This is too powerful, isn't it?"

He recalled that the last time the inn underwent a major transformation, a thin mist rose outside the courtyard wall.

During those days, Zhang Hao, Fatty Wang and Zhang Qilin were not in the inn. He was bored and squatted by the wall to study.

He discovered that the mist was coming out of the cracks in the wall, which means that the thin mist was coming out of the wall.

Moreover, I don’t know when the lantern was replaced with a leather lantern, which feels very good.

Although he didn't know what it was, he could feel that it must be related to Zhang Hao.

The Yin-Yang fish stone sculpture in front of him made him even more confused.

These two stone sculptures look heavy. How did Zhang Hao move them in?
He thought to himself: "Brother Zhang Hao is really amazing. I wonder what changes have taken place in this well now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Hao opened the door and walked out of the room. Hao Xie saw Zhang Hao, and hurriedly walked over with a smile and asked, "Brother Zhang Hao, why didn't you call me when you came back? I'll pick you up."

Zhang Hao waved his hand and smiled, "It's too late. Besides, it's not like I don't know the way."

Hao Xie nodded, then looked at the well and asked, "By the way, Brother Zhang Hao, did you dig this well too? I slept so soundly yesterday that I didn't hear any sound at all."

Zhang Hao smiled secretly in his heart, thinking: It's strange that you can hear it, after all, this is a system upgrade, it will definitely not make any sound. But he still admitted it: "Well, I modified this well. In the future, if the inn collects the life span and luck of the client, it can be stored in this well. But it's not quite there yet, I'll tell you when it's done. By then, you can drink more well water, which can increase your blessings, increase your life span, and improve your luck."

Hao Xie looked at the well in shock and asked in disbelief, "Ah? Brother Zhang Hao, you said this well can store life? It can also store luck? Is this... is this true?"

Zhang Hao smiled and waved his hand, saying, "You'll know whether it's true or not in the future. Besides, our inn hasn't received such a commission yet, so we don't know if it will work. But there will definitely be one in the future."

Hao Xie nodded repeatedly, his eyes still fixed on the well, and murmured, "Oh my God! Brother Zhang Hao, is there anything in this world that you can't do? This is all right! This is the first time I've heard of a storage life. If I drink the water from this well in the future, wouldn't I be able to live a hundred years?" Zhang Hao smiled and said, "A hundred years is the most basic."

Then Zhang Hao walked to the morgue, took a look and found that there were a lot of paper figures, ghost money and wreaths piled up inside. He frowned and asked, "This? Did you go to buy some?"

Hao Xie shook his head and said, "That's not the case, but there are no corpses in the inn these days, and there is no way to practice corpse-driving skills, so I made some paper figures and ghost money out of boredom. Anyway, these can be used in our inn, and we don't have to go out to buy them. How is it, is it okay?"

Zhang Hao picked up a paper figurine and looked at it carefully. He raised his lip and nodded in praise, "Great! This paper figurine you made is quite lifelike! It's completely different from the crudely made paper figurines in other funeral shops!"

Indeed, the paper figure in Zhang Hao's hand is more exquisite and the details are also very well done.

Although the paper figure cannot be lifelike due to the material, it is already very outstanding compared to ordinary paper figures.

Zhang Hao continued, "To be honest, I never thought you had the potential to become a paper-folding craftsman! You know, not everyone can do this. You need some spiritual energy to succeed."

Upon hearing this, Hao Xie frowned and looked at Zhang Hao with confusion: "How difficult can this be? Isn't it just making a paper figure? What kind of potential does it require? Is the internal competition in the industry so serious now?" He said half-jokingly.

Zhang Hao glanced at Hao Xie, then took out a brush and gold sand from his arms and skillfully drew eyes, skeleton and meridians on the paper man.

Then he ordered: "Go to the warehouse and find me a bowl of chicken blood." Although Hao Xie looked confused, he nodded and turned to go to the warehouse.

After a while, Hao Xie came back with a bowl of chicken blood and handed it to Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao poured the chicken blood on the paper man, and the chicken blood was completely absorbed by the paper man without a drop spilling out.

Hao Xie's eyes widened, he couldn't believe what he saw, and asked quickly: "What's going on? This paper man actually absorbed all the chicken blood!"

Zhang Hao didn't answer, but just smiled faintly and said, "Close your eyes!"

Although Hao Xie was confused, he still closed his eyes as Zhang Hao instructed.

About five seconds later, Zhang Hao said, "Okay, open your eyes and look."

Hao Xie opened his eyes and saw a woman in a white silk dress standing in front of him.

This woman has a pretty face and a nice figure, she is definitely a beauty.

But Hao Xie had no intention of appreciating her beauty at this moment. What puzzled him was how come it was just a paper figure, but now it had turned into a living person?

He turned his head and looked at Zhang Hao with wide eyes, and asked, "Brother Zhang Hao, just tell me, what is going on?"

Zhang Hao pinched the woman's chin and looked around, then explained: "Didn't I just say that? The paper-making craftsman I'm talking about is not the kind that can only make paper figures for funerals. I mean the kind that can give paper figures a short life! Have you heard of throwing beans to create soldiers?"

Hao Xie nodded, then shook his head: "I knew it originally, but I don't know it now."

Zhang Hao smiled and said, "There is a passage in the New History of the Five Dynasties that says there is a demon soldier under Zhiyuan's army named Ma Yin, who can hide his shape and shadow, shout at grass to make swords, and throw beans to make soldiers. The so-called throwing beans to make soldiers is this ability. In the late Eastern Han Dynasty, Zhang Jue and Zuo Ci both learned this technique. However, success depends on man, and the planning depends on heaven. Their failure had nothing to do with this paper-binding technique."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hao Xie looked at Zhang Hao excitedly, his eyes full of anticipation and desire.

He looked at the paper figure in front of him, then looked at Zhang Hao and asked, "Brother Zhang Hao, you just said that I have potential in this area? Do you think I can learn this paper-tying technique?"

Zhang Hao smiled. After seeing that Hao Xie had the potential to be a paper-folding craftsman, he had the idea of ​​teaching him the art of paper-folding.

He explained, "I developed the art of paper-folding by myself. Although I already have the two major professional skills of driving corpses and retrieving corpses, I am also very interested in paper-folding. I referred to some records in ancient books and also studied some entry-level paper-folding techniques by myself. The paper figures I made can help with some simple work, but their IQ is not high, and they cannot complete complex tasks. Moreover, they are easily damaged and have a short lifespan. But for you, it is enough to learn these entry-level techniques for the time being. If there is a chance in the future, I will teach you some advanced paper-folding techniques."

Seeing that Hao Xie took the initiative to learn the art of paper-folding, Zhang Hao did not refuse.

He thought that if the Yin Yang Inn wanted to upgrade, establish a ghost market or even a ghost town in the future, it would not work without a few people who could control the place. So it was not wrong to train some talents in advance.

So he nodded and said, "Just now I said you have a talent for this. It just so happens that there are no corpses in the inn for you to practice corpse-driving skills. It's not bad to learn paper-binding skills. It will be very useful whether you are watching the store or going out on missions in the future. If you use it to watch the store, it can help you with the miscellaneous work in the store."

At this point, he paused and then asked, "How far have you come in practicing the art of driving corpses?"

Hao Xie touched his chin, thought for a while and said, "As for driving corpses, I think even without the Corpse Sacrifice Order, I should be able to drive corpses a hundred miles away. Moreover, with the help of the Corpse Sacrifice Order, I can now drive four corpses at the same time. Of course, I can't compare with Brother Qilin, but I should be able to help the inn complete some corpse-driving tasks."

Zhang Hao nodded slightly, indicating his approval, and said, "That's good, it can help Zhang Qilin share some of the pressure. After delivering the corpses from the military area, he went directly to Sanjia Mountain. He was very busy with the next order and hasn't had a rest for more than a month. So I left him a message in Sanjia Mountain, asking him to rest for a few days before driving the corpses back. If you can drive the corpses a hundred miles, it will be considered a favor to him."

After saying that, he stood up, walked to the center of the yard, sat by the well, and said to Hao Xie: "Go and bring me your paper-making materials so I can show you in detail. Although the paper figures you made can also be given a short life, it is only for one or two hours. The paper figures cannot bear too much." (End of this chapter)