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

Zhang Hao nodded, then looked at Hao Xie, "Come on, tie him up!"

"Eh?" Fatty Wang couldn't help but have a bad feeling. He looked at Zhang Hao and couldn't help but ask, "Brother Zhang Hao, there's no need to mobilize so many troops, right?"

"Don't worry, Fatty, I will definitely not run away today!"

Zhang Hao ignored him. Hao Xie came over and tied Fatty Wang's hands and feet to the table legs. Then he nodded to Zhang Hao and said, "It's done, boss!"

"Yes!" Zhang Hao nodded, then picked up the dye and said, "The formula of this dye has been passed down from ancient times."

"It is made from four main ingredients: mermaid oil, crane bone powder, thousand-year-old tortoise shell paste, and datura flower, along with hundreds of auxiliary ingredients."

"Fatty, you are so lucky!"

"Ordinary people can't use such good materials!"

"Oh, and there's salt here, sea salt, so it's going to hurt a little, just bear with it."

When Fatty Wang heard this, his scalp went numb. He stared with his eyes wide open and said in a trembling voice, "Ah? There's still salt!"

"Oh my god, doesn't this hurt like hell?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Hao dipped the needle in dye, pointed it at Fatty Wang's chest, and hit him with the hammer.

The needle was only three-quarters sunken into the skin, which wouldn't really hurt Fatty Wang, but it would make him feel the intense pain.

So when Zhang Hao gave the first injection, a scream was heard in the Yin Yang Inn.

"what!"

Then the second shot, the third shot, the fourth shot...

"Fuck! That hurts!"

"Brother, be gentle, please be gentle, no, I can't stand it, my head hurts!"

"what!"

"Brother Zhang Hao, stop knocking, I really can't take it anymore!"

At first, Fatty Wang’s screams were very clear, but after a while, the only sound was screaming, and it was impossible to hear what he was saying.

At this moment, Hao Xie felt a chill on his back and his hair stood on end.

He leaned against Zhang Qilin and couldn't help asking, "Brother Qilin, what's the matter with the shopkeeper's tattoo? It shouldn't be that painful, right?"

Zhang Qilin looked at it very seriously. After a while, he shook his head and said, "This is not an ordinary tattoo, boss."

"That dye looks very precious and very difficult to mix."

"But the most difficult thing is the shopkeeper's method!"

"Shopkeeper?" Zhang Hao looked at Zhang Qilin suspiciously and asked, "What did you see?"

Zhang Qilin pointed at the needle tip in Zhang Hao's hand, and then said: "The shopkeeper looks like he is tattooing Fatty Wang, but with each needle, a lot of spiritual energy is poured into the needle eye. And after the spiritual energy enters, it is actually well preserved by the dye and does not leak out!"

"This is probably the reason why Fatty Wang is in so much pain."

Hao Xie frowned and nodded thoughtfully, then said, "Then the shopkeeper is very hard-working, right?"

Zhang Qilin nodded, and then said: "He should be the only one who can control spiritual power to this extent. Now I can feel the spiritual power through the description of Zhengqin official position, but I can't control it."

"It's even more impossible to control spiritual power as minutely as the shopkeeper."

Hao Xie looked at Zhang Hao more seriously for a moment.

If it weren't for Zhang Qilin's explanation, he would have thought that the fat man was just being pretentious and that this was just a simple tattoo.

But I didn't expect that this tattoo would have such a profound meaning.

So he murmured: "Is this the ancient tattoo?"

"No wonder it's so difficult to pass down. The requirements for tattoo artists to tattoo such an ancient totem are so high!"

"If the tattoo artist cannot master the control of this spiritual power, even if he tattoos an ancient totem, the totem will only become an ordinary pattern in the end."

"That being said..."

"Brother Zhang Hao is a little scary!"

Zhang Qilin stared at Zhang Hao, his eyes full of admiration.

He said in a voice that was almost inaudible to others: "Well! When will I be able to achieve this level of control over spiritual power?"

At this time, Zhang Hao was tattooing very seriously, Fatty Wang was enduring very seriously, Hao Xie and Zhang Qilin were also watching very seriously.

Time passed inadvertently between the four people.

Two hours later, the sky suddenly became gloomy and the light in the yard became very dim.

It was a season when the east wind should have been blowing, but suddenly the west wind started blowing.

The mist surrounding the Yin Yang Inn suddenly became thicker at this moment, completely shrouding the inn in the mist.

Then, suddenly a thunder sounded, bringing the absent-minded people back to their senses.

"boom!"

Hao Xie and Zhang Qilin couldn't help but look up and were immediately frightened by the scene in front of them.

"Why did the weather suddenly change?"

At this time, after the thunder, Fatty Wang's endurance had reached its limit.

He spread his hands and fainted.

In the sky, at the end of the dark clouds, a red light shines brightly, brighter than the aurora and more beautiful than the sunset glow.

But when a few people looked at it, they found it extremely creepy, because the red light was like a huge eye, staring at this place through layers of clouds.

"What is this?" Hao Xie couldn't help but wonder.

Zhang Qilin next to him frowned, "This is..."

"Xuanwu?"

In the sky, a red light became more and more brilliant and dazzling.

However, the mist that gradually rose around the inn became thicker and thicker like a guardian god, so that the red clouds in the sky in front of Zhang Qilin and others were completely covered by the thick fog in an instant.

Zhang Hao gently stroked the blood on Fatty Wang's body, frowned, and whispered, "This should be considered a success, right? But we still need to observe for a few days to be sure."

Then, he turned to Fatty Wang and Zhang Qilin and ordered, "Fatty Wang has fainted from exhaustion. You should carry him to the room to rest first." Hao Xie and Zhang Qilin nodded, then walked to Fatty Wang and carried him into the room.

After settling Fatty Wang down, the two men surrounded him and carefully observed the tattoo on his chest.

After a while, Hao Xie couldn't help but ask curiously, "Brother Qilin, which one do you think is stronger, the one on the fat man's body or yours?"

Zhang Qilin was also staring at the tattoo on the fat man's chest. He shook his head and saw that the tattoo was lifelike, as if there really was an ancient mythical beast imprisoned on his chest, which was daunting.

The spiritual power infused into Wang Pangzi's body by Zhang Hao was constantly merging with the tattoo, causing it to flash a red light from time to time.

Zhang Qilin pondered for a moment and said slowly: "My tattoo should not be as powerful as Fatty's. However, Fatty may not be able to control this tattoo and may be backfired by it."

"Backlash?" Hao Xie asked doubtfully, "What do you mean? Did your tattoo backlash against you?"

Zhang Qilin shook his head and said, "I can't remember clearly what happened in the past.

However, the fat man's tattoo contains a large amount of spiritual power, and his body may not be able to withstand it.

If he can bear it, it will be of great benefit to him!"

He exclaimed: "The shopkeeper is worthy of being the shopkeeper. He can actually control the spiritual power to such an amazing level! If I want to reach his level, I am afraid it will take many years!"

Hao Xie smiled and said jokingly: "The premise is that you practice without sleep!"

Zhang Qilin shook his head and added: "The shopkeeper has to be unable to practice for a few years before I can catch up with him."

For a moment, Hao Xie couldn't help but be stunned, thinking, is the gap between Zhang Hao and them really that big?

He shook his head, a hint of envy flashing in his eyes.

"Hiss..." He sighed, "Look at the handsome tattoo on Fatty, I want to get one too!

By the way, Brother Qilin, next time you drive corpses, can you take me with you?"

Zhang Qilin raised his eyebrows and looked at Hao Xie without saying anything.

Hao Xie explained: "I thought that I couldn't stay in the store forever. After I learned the art of paper-making, it would be time for me to go out and do some tasks, get familiar with it, and explore the world. Otherwise, I would never make any progress if I stayed in the store forever."

Zhang Qilin said calmly: "Then you have to go and talk to the shopkeeper."

……

At the same time, on the other side, Zhang Hao went directly to the morgue, looking at the ten corpses of the Ten Corpse Demons in the coffins, and whispered to himself: "Now I have to deal with these ten corpses. The system only told me to transport them back to the inn, but I can't keep them in the inn forever. However, how should I deal with these corpses? It's really a bit tricky."

As soon as he finished speaking, the system's voice suddenly rang in his mind.

[Ding, congratulations to the host. It has been detected that the host has successfully driven the Ten Corpse Demons back to the Yin Yang Inn. The hidden task has been triggered. The host has the right to refuse to accept the task. ]

[Ding, mission name: The Nine Gates' Legacy! ]

[Ding, the mission requires that the ten evil corpses be delivered to the nine gates of Tanzhou City, Changsha Province, and the last one be delivered to the Tanzhou City Church.]

Zhang Hao couldn't help but feel confused when he heard this: "Nine families? Then isn't there another corpse here that belongs to the Hao Xie family? Or even another corpse that belongs to Zhang Qilin's family? Didn't they find these two people?"

He looked at the ten corpses in confusion, and then he discovered that the general symbols on the foreheads of these corpses had a few more words.

【Zhang Family】【Hong Family】【Li Family】

【Chen Family】【Hao Family】【Hei Family】

【Xie Family】【Huo Family】【Qi Family】

【Corris】

Looking at the extra words on the talismans, Zhang Hao understood that they should be marking the destinations of these corpses.

The bodies of the Zhang family would naturally be sent to the Zhang family, and the same goes for the others.

What made Zhang Hao a little surprised was that there was actually a foreigner here.

When he was fishing out the body, he didn't notice that because the body had been buried at the bottom of the river for so many years, its appearance had changed a lot and its hair had fallen out completely.

So at first Zhang Hao didn't recognize that there was a foreigner here.

I just don't know how this foreigner was moved to Sanjia Mountain by the sorcerer who set up the trap?

Shaking his head, Zhang Hao felt more and more that Changjiang's survival might not be that simple.

However, now that there is a hidden mission, Zhang Qilin may need to make a trip.

He nodded slightly, then returned to the door of Fatty Wang's room. Thinking that Hao Xie and Zhang Qilin should still be in Fatty Wang's room, he knocked on the door and asked, "Hao Xie? Zhang Qilin? Are you there?"

After a while, Hao Xie and Zhang Qilin came out of the room, looked at Zhang Hao with confusion, and asked, "Boss, what's the matter?"

Zhang Hao pointed in the direction of the morgue and said, "Come with me. I want you to identify someone."

Hao Xie and Zhang Qilin looked at each other in bewilderment. Recognizing someone? They looked at Zhang Hao's back in confusion, wondering if the corpses in the morgue were not the Ten Corpses? What did it have to do with them?
Although they were doubtful, they still followed Zhang Hao. Zhang Hao led the two to the black gold coffin, pointed at the body inside and asked Zhang Qilin: "Do you know this person? He should have some relationship with you, but I can't figure out what the relationship is."

Zhang Qilin was looking at the corpse in the coffin with a puzzled look on his face, without any impression at all.

After a while, he shook his head and said, "Boss, I know nothing about what happened more than ten years ago. This corpse... I have no impression of it at all. Him? Is he really related to me?"

Zhang Hao sighed silently, then shook his head and said, "I only know that this person should have some relationship with you, but I don't know who he is. I don't know what his identity is either."

Afterwards, Zhang Hao came to another coffin and asked Hao Xie: "Take a closer look. Do you know this person?"

At this time, Hao Xie also shook his head in confusion. The only thing that looked familiar was the talisman on the forehead of the corpse, which had the word "Hao" written on it.

Hao Xie guessed that this person might also have the surname Hao. Seeing Zhang Hao asking this, could he be someone from their Hao family?

Hao Xie looked at him for a long time, shook his head, and then said: "This man looks to be about 40 years old, and he died more than ten years ago. I was still young at that time, and I don’t remember this person in my family. And... I have a confused memory of my childhood. I may have seen him, but I really can’t remember it."

Zhang Hao nodded, secretly complaining in his heart: It seems that these bodies may not have died ten years ago, perhaps twenty years ago, or thirty years ago. That sorcerer is really amazing, where did he find so many bodies? And they are all from the Nine Gates? Is there any deep meaning behind this?

He shook his head slightly, looked at Zhang Qilin, and then said: "Zhang Qilin, you take a few days off. You still need to continue to drive away these corpses."

"Okay, where are we going this time?" Zhang Qilin asked.

"Changsha Tanzhou City, Jiumen Family." Zhang Hao pointed to the symbols on the foreheads of the corpses and continued, "These corpses have been marked to indicate whose family they belong to. As for this one named Corliss, just send him to the Tanzhou City Church!"

Zhang Qilin said "hmm" and looked at the corpse with the name "Zhang" written on it, still thinking about the previous question.

Is this person really related to him?

If we knew who this corpse belonged to, would we know his life story?

At this time, Hao Xie couldn't help but take another look at the ten corpses, and said with a puzzled look on his face: "Are these really the corpses of our Hao family? Why don't I have any impression of them at all?" (End of this chapter)