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

"what happened?"

"Oops, my archaeological data has not been saved yet!"

"Why is it so noisy outside?"

Members of the archaeological team, including Chen Wenjin, came out of the house one after another to find out what was going on.

……

On Fatty Wang's side, the village chief suddenly turned around and looked at the extinguished lights, frowned, and muttered to himself.

"The first barking of a dog after midnight..."

"Could it be that the ferry has already been opened?"

The village suddenly became quiet, and the dogs that were originally barking stopped, as if they were all looking towards the west of the village, where something was approaching.

The village chief felt something was wrong, so he stopped talking to Fatty Wang and walked to the gate of the yard to ask the people in the opposite yard.

"What happened?"

The villager in the opposite yard shook his head in confusion.

"I don't know, it seems like there's a power outage, but this power outage is too weird."

“The power went out as soon as the dog barked!”

The village chief shook his head and looked towards the west of the village like everyone else.

"According to the Yin-Yang master, after midnight, when the dog barks for the first time, it means that the ghost is ready to go home."

The village chief still remembered what Zhang Hao said, that when the Yinmen Ferry was opened, hundreds of rats would cross the street, and that was the signal that the ferry was open.

"Mortals like us probably can't see the ferry, I wonder if Mr. Yin Yang can see it."

"But with the signal of a hundred rats crossing the street, we can know when it will start."

At this time, the village chief was stroking the chicken in his arms, but suddenly found that there was something wrong with it.

Normally these livestock would bark at every turn, but today they were unusually quiet.

It's not just his family, it seems to be the same in other families. At least he didn't hear any sounds of other people's livestock.

The chicken in his arms was shaking its head and looking left and right, as if looking at something.

"I hope that after this incident is over, there won't be any other problems."

"I really can't stand it now!"

If Zhang Hao had not said that the ghosts would come out of the ferry only after hundreds of rats had crossed the street, he would have thought that the chicken had already seen his remaining soul.

At this time, Zhang Qilin stood up, glanced towards the west of the village, frowned, and then walked out of the yard.

Fatty Wang asked immediately, "Hey, Brother Qilin, where are you going?"

Zhang Qilin glanced at Fatty Wang indifferently, then walked out of the yard without saying where he was going.

Fatty Wang looked at Zhang Qilin's back and thought for a while before he stood up. He walked to the village chief, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Village chief, just remember my boss's instructions. I'll go see what Mr. Er of our inn is doing."

The village chief looked at Fatty Wang anxiously, then glanced at Zhang Qilin's back and nodded, saying, "Okay, Mr. Wang, you should go early and come back early. I'm worried about this side..."

Before the village chief could finish his words, Fatty Wang had already run out of the yard and caught up with Zhang Qilin.

"You're going to die if you say one more word!" Fatty Wang complained, looking at Zhang Qilin and continued, "I said that the Yinmen Ferry to the west of the village will be opened soon. You don't want to take a look at the Yinmen Ferry, do you?"

Zhang Qilin shook his head and said calmly: "I just want to confirm one thing."

Fatty Wang frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhang Qilin was confused. During the few days since he came to Sanjiashan Village, he also tried to draw a few more talismans for the official position of Zhengqin.

Although the talismans used these times were still of the ninth grade, I did not see the ghost street like the first time.

He secretly wondered whether the last time he saw the ghost soldiers passing through was a coincidence?

Or is it that he can only see the ghost soldiers when the ghost messenger is present?

Before, he thought that his ability to see the ghost soldiers was a sign that he had opened his Yin-Yang eyes, but then he thought that not everyone can open the Yin-Yang eyes.

No one knows how many years of practice it took Zhang Hao to open his Yin-Yang eyes.

It is naturally not easy for ordinary people to open their eyes.

But if it wasn't a sign before his eyes, why could he see the evil soldiers?

It just so happened that the Yinmen Ferry was open today, and he wanted to try again to see if he could see the ghost.

So the two of them came to the west of the village and randomly found a millstone to sit on.

At this moment, the night was thick and dark, as if someone had splashed a sea of ​​ink.

The chilly wind blew across their collars, causing goose bumps to appear on their already chilly bodies.

Fatty Wang folded his arms and looked around, muttering, "I think you probably can't see it. How can anyone see the Yinmen Ferry? Unless you are Brother Zhang Hao, I advise you not to think about it. If we run into some Yin soldiers again, who can escape?"

Zhang Qilin glanced at Fatty Wang, then took out a ninth-rank official title from his body and handed it to Fatty Wang, saying indifferently: "Take it. If something happens, pretend that you are also a ghost messenger who comes to send ghosts away."

Wang Pangzi took over the ninth-rank official position, and his eyes lit up. He looked at it again and again and laughed, "Oh my god! Is this the legendary official position? I have never seen you or Brother Zhang Hao use this position, but I have heard of the legend. I have long wanted to see it, and now I finally have the chance! Even if it is only the ninth rank, it is enough! Thank you, Brother Qilin, for being so righteous!"

After saying that, Fatty Wang looked at the handwriting and felt that it was a little different from Zhang Hao's, so he asked again: "Is this drawn by Brother Zhang Hao?"

"I drew it." Zhang Qilin said coldly, his eyes fixed towards the west of the village.

The smile on Fatty Wang's face froze instantly. He then folded the talisman in half and put it in his pocket, teasing, "You drew it? I'm not doubting you, Brother Qilin. This... can your drawing fool the Yincha?"

Just as he finished speaking, a chirping sound suddenly came from the silent night.

Fatty Wang and Zhang Qilin both jumped off the millstone, then hid behind it and carefully watched the village entrance.

I saw a lot of rats coming out from the entrance of the village. After gathering together, they started running towards the village.

Fatty Wang observed it carefully and frowned in confusion. He couldn't help but ask softly, "Strange! Do mice's eyes turn red at night? How come I didn't know about this?"

Zhang Qilin looked at the entrance of the village and suddenly said, "Quiet!"

For a moment, the two fell into silence.

Immediately afterwards, a series of clear water sounds rang in their ears, as if they were very close.

However, they knew that they were still two kilometers away from the river, and the sound of water seemed quite strange. The two looked at each other, with a hint of doubt in each other's eyes.

"The Yinmen Ferry mentioned by Brother Zhang Hao, since it's called a ferry, could it have something to do with the Styx?" Fatty Wang muttered in a low voice, "Could that water sound just now come from the Styx?"

Zhang Qilin frowned, then responded softly: "It seems that we will never see the Yinmen Ferry and those ghosts."

After saying this, he took out the ninth-rank official title, placed it on his forehead, closed his eyes, and felt the power surging in the title.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and saw that a long river had appeared at the entrance of the village, running from north to south and from east to west, and the village happened to be located on the east side of the river.

At this time, a large ship slowly came and docked at the shore. Then, one illusory figure after another walked down from the ship. They looked confused, like zombies.

Zhang Qilin realized that it was impossible to see these underworld things without the Yin-Yang Eyes.

However, with the power of the ninth-rank official position, he could see it clearly.

Seeing this, Fatty Wang curiously put the official seal on his forehead, and then he saw a scene that he had not been able to perceive before.

"Oh my God!" Fatty Wang widened his eyes and looked in shock at the suddenly appearing river and the big ship, as well as the illusory figure walking down from the ship.

"Are these the remaining souls that Brother Zhang Hao mentioned? This ferry... could it be referring to this river? I thought it was a gate or a dock!"

Zhang Qilin frowned, quickly pulled Fatty Wang back, and warned him in a low voice: "Don't talk, these ghost messengers are very sensitive to the smell of people in the world of the living."

Fatty Wang was stunned. Apart from the last time he saw the Black and White Impermanence, this was the first time he saw a ghost, so he seemed particularly obedient.

At this time, two Yin messengers holding black iron chains were standing by the river, and a phantom wearing a pointed round hat was standing on the bow of the boat.

The shadow had the words "make money" written on his hat and was wearing white clothes. He was none other than Bai Wuchang from the underworld.

When Fatty Wang and Zhang Qilin looked at Bai Wuchang, Bai Wuchang seemed to have noticed something and suddenly looked towards the millstone.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Qilin quickly tore off the ninth-rank official seals on his and Fatty Wang’s foreheads, held his breath, and covered Fatty Wang’s nose at the same time.

When Fatty Wang saw Bai Wuchang, especially when Bai Wuchang looked over here, he couldn't help but be startled.

When Zhang Qilin tore off the official seal, the scene before him disappeared.

Bai Wuchang stood on the bow of the underworld ship, staring at the millstone for three minutes before muttering softly, "Did I see it wrong? I thought I saw Lord Zhengqin."

He shook his head, thinking that he must be overthinking it.

The Lord Zhengqin whom I saw two days ago walked with a ghostly aura, while the two figures I just saw were clearly ordinary people in the world of the living. They did not have any ghostly aura at all. How could they be Lord Zhengqin?

And why would Lord Zhengqin be hiding behind the millstone so stealthily?

This was a completely different style from the Lord Zhengqin he had seen before.

The Lord Zhengqin he saw was very dignified, serious and unsmiling.

Since the two people who were hiding behind the millstone hid immediately after noticing Bai Wuchang, Bai Wuchang didn't see it very clearly and was just a little confused.

So he took another glance at the millstone and turned his attention to Sanjiashan Village.

Zhang Qilin and Fatty Wang squatted quietly behind the millstone for five minutes. Then Zhang Qilin pointed to the east, and the two of them tiptoed into the village.

At this time, people in the village also discovered something unusual.

On the only small road in the village, hundreds of mice were running frantically towards the east, as if they were there to report news.

The members of the archaeological team who were sorting out the archives all came out at this time.

Because the director of the archaeological team had fallen ill, everyone felt a little panicked, so they finally decided to give up on the project of salvaging the ancient coffin.

Chen Wenjin and Dapeng stayed here simply because they wanted to collect more information here to complete the file.

At this moment, there was a sudden power outage, and Chen Wenjin and Dapeng couldn't help but walk out.

Because they were close to the west entrance of the village, they both looked towards the west at the same time.

"What's going on? Such a thick fog?"

The village was still relatively normal at this time, but a thick fog was rising to the west of the village entrance, and it was impossible to see what was behind the fog.

Hundreds of mice rushed out of the fog and ran towards the village, making "chirp" sounds.

"Oh my god, such a big rat!"

Dapeng was so frightened when he saw it that he couldn't help but complain while standing on the wall, "These rats in the south are too big!"

Chen Wenjin glanced at Dapeng, shook his head helplessly and explained: "What do you know? I heard from the villagers that today seems to be the day for them to ferry souls. Every villager is preparing to ferry souls at home according to the instructions of the Yin-Yang Master, and these rats are the signal for the soul ferry to begin."

Dapeng blinked, touched his head and said, "It seems to be true! A few days ago, I saw many people in their village began to worship the family gods. I heard them talking about soul-crossing. I was wondering, is it to prepare for today? But will it work?"

Chen Wenjin shook her head slightly to indicate that she was not very clear either, and that it was all said by the Yin-Yang master.

However, before she could say anything, she saw two figures running in from the thick fog at the west entrance of the village.

Chen Wenjin frowned slightly and then whispered, "Everyone is crossing the soul, why did these two run out? Don't they want to cross the soul?"

Dapeng also stood up at this time and looked in the direction Chen Wenjin was looking. "Who are those two people? Are they from this village?" Chen Wenjin shook her head and said, "It seems to be the fat guy Wang next to Mr. Yin Yang. The other one looks familiar, as if I've seen him somewhere before!"

"Have you seen it?!" Dapeng asked in surprise, "Could it be that Mr. Yin Yang has returned?"

Chen Wenjin shook her head and said, "The figure doesn't look like Mr. Yin Yang. Who else could it be? There's no one else who could be with Fatty Wang except Mr. Yin Yang, right?" Dapeng asked in confusion again.

Chen Wenjin also looked confused, thinking that the figure was definitely not Mr. Yin Yang, but why did he feel so familiar?

It seemed as if I had seen it not long ago.

"Hiss" Chen Wenjin took a breath of cold air, and then whispered, "Where have I seen you before?"

At this time, everyone in every yard carefully embraced their own family deity, their eyes full of anticipation and nervousness.

The chicken in the village chief's arms also flapped its wings, but did not fly away, and remained safely in the village chief's arms.

"Did you see anything?" the village chief tried to ask, even though he knew the chicken could not answer.

Although the chicken could not speak, it seemed to be intentional. It looked back at the village chief, then slowly turned its head towards the west of the village and began to move little by little.

The village chief suddenly remembered what Zhang Hao had said before. When the family spirit looks in a certain direction, it means that the remaining souls of the family members are in that location.

So the village chief followed the gaze of the family fairy and finally his eyes fell on the door.

"Is it here?" the village chief asked again, his tone full of doubt.

The chicken suddenly turned its head and looked towards the north. (End of this chapter)