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

"This custom...haven't they ever thought about changing it?" Nightingale asked.

Lu Xiaolong shook his head. "There's a popular saying in this village, 'There are bones in the ditches and ghosts in the bays.' According to Manager Zhang, as long as the things that damage the feng shui of this village are removed, the feng shui will get better and better."

"That is to say, this kind of feng shui is either very good or very bad. Because of this, Fengmen Village is known as the number one ghost village in Dragon Country."

“And this place was indeed very evil before, but it has been much better since the Yin Yang Inn came here.”

"So it's understandable that the people in this village both respect and fear the inn."

Nightingale nodded, sighed and said, "Well, let's go back early. The sooner we meet the footman, the sooner we can find out about Bill's situation, and then we can leave early."

"This place... is, to be honest, eerie. I feel like my bones are cold since I came to this village."

As soon as he finished speaking, a bell rang from the direction of the village entrance.

"bell……"

"bell……"

"bell……"

Accompanied by the shouts of "Yin people on the road, Yang people stay away" and the sound of the gong "Ghosts retreat, don't disturb the returning people", both of them couldn't help but be stunned.

This sound was no longer unfamiliar to them.

Both of them had seen Zhang Qilin driving corpses, so when they heard the sound, they knew that Zhang Qilin had returned.

After looking at each other, the two of them walked directly towards the Yin Yang Inn.

A moment later, not long after they walked into the yard, they heard strange footsteps coming from the door.

The footsteps were intermittent, like a dozen people jumping together and falling down together. They were the footsteps of a corpse.

Zhang Qilin followed him into the yard. He stood at the door and looked back at the corpse, then shook the Yin-Yang Corpse-Driving Bell in his hand.

"bell……"

"bell……"

"Follow my command, jump!"

When the bell rang, every corpse standing at the door of the inn jumped up suddenly when it reached the threshold, and then jumped into the yard.

At this time, Hao Xie came over and saw the corpse jumping into the yard. He couldn't help but clap his hands and laughed, "Brother Qilin, you have mastered the jumping and turning skills in the corpse-driving technique. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to catch up with you now."

"And just now I noticed that the barking of dogs in this village suddenly stopped. Brother Qilin, have you learned the skill of mute dogs now?"

Zhang Qilin nodded slightly, then said calmly, "This time when I was in Sanjia Mountain, I specially studied the Dumb Dog Skill. It's not very difficult, and I learned it in about one night."

Invisible pretense is the most deadly.

Hao Xie was startled when he heard this, then smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Hey, you have such a terrifying talent, I really don't know what to say about you."

"It seems that what Brother Zhang Hao said is right. You are indeed suitable for driving corpses."

Zhang Qilin seemed to like listening to Zhang Hao's evaluation of him. The usually taciturn man actually asked one more question, "What else did the shopkeeper say?"

At this time, Hao Xie was also stunned for a moment, wondering, is this still Zhang Qilin?
Have you actually started to care about other people’s opinions?

However, I only treat Brother Zhang like this.

So he walked over with a smile, and seeing that all the bodies had been sent into the yard, he said, "The shopkeeper also said that since you are back, leave the storage of the bodies to me! And... there are two people who are here specifically to look for you."

Zhang Qilin turned his head and glanced at the two of them, then set his sights on Nightingale, "Are you the one who's fishing?"

Nightingale was stunned for a moment, and immediately remembered that the first time Zhang Qilin approached the Ministry of State Security, he met Zhang Qilin by chance while pretending to be a fisherman.

I didn’t expect Zhang Qilin to have such a good memory and recognized it right away.

So he nodded and said, "Haha, yes, the walking master has a really good memory!"

At this time, Hao Xie shook the Yin-Yang Corpse-Driving Bell in Zhang Qilin's hand, and a clear sound came out, "Heavenly Ranking Beidou, Earthly Demon Nanxing, follow my command, jump!"

All the corpses jumped forward a step the moment the bell rang on the ground.

Hao Xie took the corpse to the morgue, and couldn't help but feel secretly proud.

Although he is not as experienced as Zhang Qilin, he has also learned how to drive corpses, but he is not as skilled as before.

Zhang Qilin glanced at Hao Xie, and after seeing that there was nothing wrong with the corpse, he turned his gaze to Nightingale and Lu Xiaolong, and asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

Nightingale and Lu Xiaolong turned their eyes away from the corpse. Although it was not the first time they witnessed the scene of corpse driving, they still felt a chill running down their spines when they saw it again.

They looked at each other and muttered to themselves, Zhang Qilin is really a cold guy. I noticed it when we first met, but now we are familiar with each other, right?

However, the two did not say much, just nodded slightly.

Then, Nightingale took out a few photos and slowly said, "We came here this time, firstly to express our gratitude to the inn, and secondly to ask the walker if he recognizes the person in the photo?"

Zhang Qilin glanced at the photo and found that it was the foreign element who had followed him before.

He nodded and said in a cold tone, "I know them. They followed me before. If the shopkeeper hadn't told me not to cause trouble, they would have been killed long ago."

Nightingale was stunned when she heard this. After thinking for a moment, she whispered in Lu Xiaolong's ear: "The person captured on the surveillance camera is indeed him!"

Lu Xiaolong also nodded and agreed softly: "Except for him, ordinary people don't have this ability."

Then, Lu Xiaolong smiled again and asked, "Master Walker, thank you for helping us solve the Nine-headed Bird case. We put a lot of thought into this case!"

Zhang Qilin glanced at Lu Xiaolong calmly and said, "I didn't help you. They broke the rules of the inn. They should be punished!"

Lu Xiaolong and Nightingale felt the evil spirit emanating from Zhang Qilin and nodded quickly, but they couldn't help but mutter in their hearts: What kind of monsters are in this inn? Either they scared the famous killer organization into insanity, or they invited the Black and White Impermanence, and even the Water Dragon King had to kowtow to them. This inn is too outrageous, right?

After a moment, Nightingale took out a black-and-white photo and asked hesitantly, "Master, we have one last question. Who is the person in the photo? And how old are you now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Qilin glanced at the two of them, stood up, said "It's me", and walked straight back to his room.

The two looked at each other, their eyes full of shock.

The person in this photo is actually this peddler?
It has been over a hundred years since the Republic of China, but his appearance has not changed at all?
Isn’t this someone of my great-grandfather’s generation?

For a moment, the two of them stood there in a daze, unable to come back to their senses for a long time. It was not until Hao Xie walked out that the two of them nodded slightly and said, "Second Mr., we have understood everything we should understand, so we will not bother you anymore. If there is an opportunity for cooperation in the future, we will definitely visit you again!"

Hao Xie smiled and nodded in agreement, watching the two leave the Yin Yang Inn.

When he reached the entrance of the alley, Nightingale couldn't help but look back, pointing in the direction of the inn in astonishment, "Damn it! What's going on?"

I saw that the outside of the inn had been covered with a layer of mist without me noticing. There was nothing unusual happening in the surrounding houses, except for the sky above the inn, which was covered with mist. There was no trace of the inn at all.

Lu Xiaolong also looked back, wide-eyed and asked, "What's going on? Such a thick fog? Is it a coincidence?"

Nightingale shook her head. "How is that possible? There's no way the fog is only in the inn. Could this also be the magical power of Mr. Yin Yang? For example, the legendary formation?"

Lu Xiaolong also looked at the mist in shock, and said in disbelief: "If this is Mr. Yin Yang's magical formation, then he is too powerful, right? This is so foggy, just like the magic on TV!"

……

Inside the Yin Yang Inn, Zhang Hao was holding a peach wood and purple gold treasure box and studying it, but he sighed helplessly and put it down.

"This damn thing, I really don't know why the Water Dragon King is guarding him."

I shook my head, and suddenly the system's voice came from my mind.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully improving the Feng Shui problem of Sanjia Mountain, solving the Ten Corpse Evils, and driving them back to the Yin Yang Inn! Rewards: Dacheng Paper Tie Technique, Dacheng Soul Summoning Technique, some upgrade rewards for the Yin Yang Inn, Yin Yang Tattoo Technique, and 30,000 taels of silver! ]

Zhang Hao heard the voice in his mind and unconsciously put down the peach wood and purple gold treasure box in his hand.

At the same time, a large number of memory fragments flooded into his mind, including memories of necromancy and paper-binding.

He had taught Hao Xie some paper-binding techniques before, but those were just very basic techniques and could not be considered advanced.

Now that he has mastered the complete paper-binding technique, Zhang Hao feels that his previous understanding of the art was somewhat biased.

He understood that if the paper-folding technique was mastered to perfection, its power could not be underestimated.

The paper-folding technique in his mind told him that if he could make a perfect paper man, its fighting power would be no less than that of the current Yincha, and he could even compete with the ten Yinshuai of the underworld in terms of numbers.

If they were given the official rank of Zhengqin, their combat effectiveness would soar to a terrifying level.

The paper figures made by Zhang Hao using the paper-folding technique will not exist for too short a time. It is possible that they can survive for at least two or three months.

The most important thing is that this time, the paper-binding technique and the necromancy technique are given together as mission rewards, and both are at the advanced level.

The paper figures made in this way can perfectly balance the toughness of the paper figures themselves and the flexibility brought by the spirit summoning technique.

"Well, this reward is really good. It's worth my hard work for so long."

Zhang Hao nodded with satisfaction. He not only obtained two skills, but also some upgrade rewards for the inn and a tattoo.

The last time he upgraded the inn's well, he failed to upgrade the morgue.

This time we can upgrade the morgue.

The coffins in his morgue were really old.

Others may not know, but he understands that storing the body will also cause damage to the coffin.

After all, the corpses in his Yin-Yang Inn were not ordinary corpses.

The evil spirits and deathly energy from the corpses constantly impact the coffin, causing a certain amount of damage to the coffin.

"When the morgue is upgraded this time, will the coffins also be upgraded?" Zhang Hao thought to himself, "If the coffins can be upgraded, then I can save the trouble of looking for coffins."

Thinking of this, Zhang Hao stood up, walked to the door of the room with a smile on his face, and shouted to Zhang Qilin, Hao Xie and Fatty Wang outside: "It's time for a meeting! It's time to divide the money!"

"The money has been divided?!" When Fatty Wang heard this, his eyes lit up immediately, his face was full of smiles and ecstasy, and he was the first to run out, "The order that Tiezhu entrusted this time is worth 200,000! Fatty, I'm going to make a fortune!"

Immediately afterwards, Hao Xie and Zhang Qilin also came out. Although they were not too interested in money, they also wanted to know what they could get this time.

After all, with the experience of dividing the money last time, they believed that the reward this time would not be bad.

Hao Xie got the corpse-driving story last time, which was of great help to his archaeological career; Zhang Qilin got the black gold ancient sword; and Fatty Wang also got a lot of money.

They each got what they wanted, so when they heard about dividing the money this time, they all looked at Zhang Hao with anticipation.

Zhang Hao glanced at the three people, then walked to the well in the middle of the yard and sat down, and said to Fatty Wang: "Fatty, this time I'll give you 10,000 taels of silver. I'll give you the box later. As for whether you want to exchange it for money, it's up to you."

"Ten thousand taels!" Fatty Wang's eyes widened in shock. "This is too much! One tael of silver is five or six hundred yuan, ten thousand taels of silver..." He counted on his fingers, then suddenly shouted, "Five or six million! This is even faster than making money from tomb robbing before!"

Fatty Wang was so excited that he was shaking all over. He clenched his fists and waved them at the air. "To be honest, Brother Zhang Hao, at first I thought this commission was only 200,000 yuan, and I would be very happy if I could get 100,000 yuan! I didn't expect that they would give me 5 or 6 million yuan directly! No, it's 10,000 taels of silver! I, Fatty, have made a fortune!"

Seeing Fatty Wang’s ecstasy, Zhang Qilin and Hao Xie couldn’t help but start looking forward to what they could get.

They knew that since Hao Xie was so generous to Fatty Wang, he would naturally not treat them unfairly.

However, after Wang Pangzi was overjoyed, he was stunned for a moment, looked at Zhang Hao and couldn't help asking: "Brother Zhang Hao, the commission is only 200,000, where did you get so much silver? Oh! Could it be the treasure chest of the Water Dragon King? No wonder it's silver instead of cash!"

Zhang Hao did not explain that the money was naturally a reward from the system. If he relied on the entrusted funds, he would not make much money.

Then, Zhang Hao looked at Hao Xie and asked, "Hao Xie, how is your paper-tying technique going?"

Hao Xie nodded and said, "It's still a little difficult to possess a paper figure. I can barely hold on for an hour, so I'll consider it a beginner's guide."

Zhang Hao nodded and said, "Do you want to learn Dacheng's paper-folding technique?"

"Great success?" Hao Xie looked at Zhang Hao excitedly.

He once heard Zhang Hao say that the paper figures made by Dacheng's paper-folding technique were no less impressive than those made by Yincha.

And among all of them now, except Zhang Hao, himself, Fatty Wang and Zhang Qilin, who else would not take a detour when seeing the Yin Cha?

Even a man as powerful as Zhang Qilin would not dare to act rashly if he encountered an evil spirit.

Zhang Hao understood that the strength of everyone in the inn needed to be improved as soon as possible.

At least when the underworld discovers the fraud in official positions, the inn will have the ability to respond and mediate.

Moreover, the development of the inn is inseparable from everyone's support. (End of this chapter)