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

He turned to look at Zhang Hao and asked tentatively, "By the way, Brother Zhang Hao, can you take me with you when you go to drive corpses this time? I haven't been on a mission yet, and I want to give it a try to get familiar with the process of the mission. On the way, I can also take advantage of the opportunity of Brother driving corpses to practice the paper-tying technique. After all, practice makes perfect, and some rituals during the corpse-driving process are just the right opportunity for me, a paper-tying craftsman, to perform. Moreover, Brother Qilin's corpse-driving technique will improve a lot every time he completes a mission. I think if I can go out and practice with him, my paper-tying technique may improve even faster!"

Zhang Hao stared at Hao Xie for a while and asked, "Have you ever understood the mission of the paper-folding craftsman in the future?"

Hao Xie nodded repeatedly, expressing his agreement: "Indeed, I have read in ancient books on paper-making that matters such as funerals, relocation of graves, ghost marriages, etc., all fall within the scope of the duties of paper-making craftsmen."

"But I am not qualified for these tasks yet. Once the inn receives such an order, no one dares to take it. That's why I want to seize the time to train myself so that I won't be helpless when facing tasks in the future."

Zhang Hao nodded to show his understanding. It was indeed as Hao Xie said, businesses such as relocating graves and ghost marriages were indeed within the scope of a paper-folding craftsman's job, and it was a good choice to start training now.

Seeing that Hao Xie understood so clearly, Zhang Hao said seriously: "You can go and deliver it. It's a good opportunity to practice. But... there is a rule in the corpse-driving industry, that is: you can't deliver your own corpse!"

"You are from the Nine Gates family of Tanzhou. Nine out of these ten bodies are from the Nine Gates family. If you follow them, you will not be able to return home."

In ancient times, there was a porter who brought the corpses of his family members back to his hometown from other places. He thought everything was fine, but as soon as he entered the house, the corpses of his family members began to turn into zombies.

Therefore, the corpse-carrying masters remembered this lesson. If there were corpses of their own families in the team, they could not bring them into the yard unless they asked others to do so.

How can a living person and a ghost enter a house at the same time? If so, wouldn’t it become a Yin-Yang house? The house is likely to attract ghosts, affect the fortune of the living, and even be possessed by evil spirits.

Not to mention a living person bringing a ghost into his home, this is a big taboo!
Just like funerals in rural areas today, there are similar etiquettes. For example, on the seventh night after the soul returns to the deceased's home, the family members are not allowed to go out and can only stay in the mourning hall. This is also for fear that they will be haunted by the deceased family member and cause unrest in the home!
Therefore, there is the tradition of "driving the corpse inside the house, and sending the corpse inside the door".

This is a bit like Dayu who passed by his home three times without entering. The corpse driver cannot even pass by his own home and has to take a detour. He cannot even deliver a corpse to his own home!
This is a big taboo! If you are not careful, you will get caught!

As the owner of "The Strange Story of Corpse Driving", Hao Xie naturally knows the rules well.

He pointed at Zhang Qilin next to him and said, "It's okay. Isn't it okay to have Brother Qilin here?"

"Just let me get some exercise! Seeing you guys go out and complete your mission, I'm itching to do it."

"Now that I have learned the art of paper-folding, I have some skills at hand. Let me try it out!"

Zhang Hao thought about it and finally nodded.

"Okay, then you should listen to Zhang Qilin more on the way. He has experience and will know how to deal with some situations better than you do."

Hao Xie immediately smiled, nodded and said, "Don't worry, Shopkeeper Zhang, this time I am Zhang Qilin's student, I will treat you with humility!"

Zhang Hao didn't say anything else. Since Hao Xie wanted to go, then let him go.

Just as Hao Xie said, he had been busy with the logistics of the Yin Yang Inn, and was responsible for parking and worshipping corpses when there were any.

These things are too small, and it's time to find someone else to do them.

It just so happens that Fatty Wang needs to take a rest these few days, so let him do it.

"I will draw a few talismans for you in a moment. You can carry them with you, but don't rely too much on them, lest you run into something you can't handle."

The talisman that Zhang Hao mentioned naturally included the rank of Fourth Rank Zhengqin. Zhang Qilin understood this.

The last time he rushed to Sanjiashan Village, he encountered a ghost. If the ghost had not known him, he really didn't want to use the talisman for the fourth-rank official position.

Moreover, using this talisman does not necessarily mean absolute safety, because using this talisman means that he has reached a situation where there is no way out.

Once he uses the fourth-rank official position, the ghosts he summons will be at least at the level of Yin Shuai, and he currently does not have the strength to fight against Yin Shuai.

The consequences would be disastrous if discovered!
With the experience and lessons learned from last time, Zhang Qilin nodded very seriously and said in a deep voice: "Understood."

……

Two days later, Fatty Wang got up early in the morning.

Although he had been in a coma for almost two days, he was still very energetic when he woke up today.

At this time, Fatty Wang was standing at the door of the inn, looking at Hao Xie and Zhang Qilin, who were dressed in black cloaks, with envy on his face.

"I've only slept for two days and you guys are leaving!"

"Don't take me with you!"

"Isn't that too rude?"

Fatty Wang curled his lips, glanced at Zhang Hao next to him and said with a look of grievance.

"Boss, after all, I have walked with Zhang Qilin once, wouldn't it be better for me to go?"

At this time, Hao Xie turned around and looked at Fatty Wang and teased, "The inn can't be left unattended, so just stay at home!"

Zhang Hao also nodded and said, "Well, Hao Xie is right, the inn cannot be empty."

"Also, the tattoo on your body needs to be nurtured for a few days. I can't let you leave me too far in the next few days, to avoid any accidents."

Fatty Wang touched his chest at this time, and when he thought about the Xuanwu tattoo he now had, he couldn't help but feel that everything he had done was worth it.

So he said nothing more.

Zhang Qilin stood in the morgue, holding the Yin-Yang Corpse-driving Bell and rang it violently, then muttered, "Heavenly Star of the North, Earthly Star of the South, follow my command! Raise the corpses!"

When the last bell rang, all the ten evil spirits in the coffin stood up straight from their coffins.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Qilin rang another bell, and then used the jumping skill in the corpse-driving technique.

"Ring...jump!" Zhang Qilin shouted softly, and the corpse in the coffin fell to the ground and jumped up suddenly following the sound of the bell, jumping directly out of the coffin.

After bringing the body to the courtyard of the inn, Zhang Qilin turned to look at Zhang Hao and said, "Let's go!"

Zhang Hao nodded. Fatty Wang looked at the backs of Hao Xie and Zhang Qilin with reluctance, shook his hand, and looked envious.

The sound of the Yin-Yang Corpse-Driving Bell became farther and farther away, and the figures of Hao Xie and Zhang Qilin gradually disappeared from their sight.

After a while, Zhang Hao turned his head and looked at Fatty Wang and said, "Fatty, even though they are out on a mission now, I told you not to be too far away, but you can't abandon your corpse-retrieving skills."

When Fatty Wang heard this, he looked at Zhang Hao with shining eyes and asked, "Boss, does our inn have another order?"

Zhang Hao shook his head slightly, then pointed to Fengmen Village and said, "That's not the case, but if you want to practice corpse recovery, I know a place that's perfect for you."

"30 kilometers north of here there is a river called Dalong River. Legend has it that there are some strange things in the river and many people have drowned. I've already checked it out and the evil spirit is indeed quite strong, but it's not very dangerous. This level is just right for you to practice. Of course, we corpse retrievers don't work for nothing. If you make any money, it's all yours."

There is an ancient legend about the Dalong River.

Thirty miles north of Sanjia Mountain, there is a big dragon river. It is rumored that a dragon once appeared in this river.

On the night when the dragon escaped, a flood raged, and the entire ten-mile area of ​​the Dalong River was flooded.

Since then, there has been no one living near the river. However, despite the sparsely populated area, people often come and go.

As the saying goes, a mountain is famous not because of its height, but because of the immortals living there; a river is magical not because of its depth, but because of the dragons living there.

Those who know this river are both in awe and yearning for it.

At this time, there were two farmers on the bridge carrying loads and looking at the raft not far below the bridge.

There lay a fat man who looked a little bloated, drinking wine leisurely on the bamboo raft.

The two farmers couldn't help but whisper to each other: "Is this the strange man who came recently?"

"Well, I heard that this guy is a corpse retriever, but his rules are very strange. If you need something from him, you can give him money or wine, but he can only help you retrieve corpses, and he won't help you do anything else."

"There is such a strange person. How does he make a living? He can't hope that someone will drown in the river every day if he eats the dead."

"You don't know, this river is very strange, people really often drown here. And no one dares to go into the water to fish them out. Now that this weirdo has come, many people have come to ask him for help."

"Can this still happen?"

"That's right, but he has a few rules. For ordinary corpses, how much money you pay depends on his mood, but for female corpses, you have to pay a lot of money to hire him. As for babies, he will never come out to work even if the gods come to find him!"

"Still so grumpy? What's the matter?"

"I don't know. I only know that he came from Fengmen Village. I also asked the people in Fengmen Village, and it seems that they are very afraid of him!"

The person lying on the bamboo raft at this time was Fatty Wang, who was half drunk and half awake chanting: "Half drunk and half awake day after day, flowers bloom and fall year after year!"

Fatty Wang took a leisurely sip of Fengmen Village's homemade wine, then immediately closed the lid. He glanced at the crowds on both sides of the river and muttered to himself, "I'm afraid there won't be any business today, so I might as well go back to the inn and rest. It's strange, my right eyelid keeps twitching, is something going to happen?"

He shook his head, stood up, picked up the bamboo pole, paddled in the water, and slowly approached the shore.

Fatty Wang has been extremely busy these days.

I thought business here was slow, but I didn't expect so many people to drown in the river.

Since there are no people to retrieve the bodies, the families can only bring offerings to the riverside to worship every year, but they have never been able to let the deceased rest in peace.

As soon as they heard that there was a corpse retriever, they all went to look for Fatty Wang.

As a result, his business was booming, his corpse-retrieving skills became more and more sophisticated, and even riding a bamboo raft became a skill he could master.

However, today, Fatty Wang was uneasy. Even after drinking a few sips of wine, he still felt that something was going to happen.

He touched his chest and thought to himself, "Could it be that this tattoo is going to backfire? Zhang Qilin once said that he suffered backlash when he got a tattoo, and Zhang Hao also reminded me that it would take some time to get used to this tattoo."

To avoid accidents, Fatty Wang tied the bamboo raft to a tree as soon as he reached the shore and headed towards Fengmen Village.

On the way, my eyelids twitched more and more violently, but I didn't know why.

After walking for two hours, it was completely dark and we could only use the moonlight to find our way.

Fatty Wang glanced behind him and was about to take out the magic talisman from his arms and stick it on, but suddenly he heard a conversation behind him.

"It's really strange. I heard that the new underworld messenger was inexplicably punished to the hell of tongue pulling."

"It is true. It is said that he offended someone above him."

"You only know one thing. The Lord in charge of the justice of the underworld checked and found that no Lord Fourth Rank Zhengqin had ever looked for him. Moreover, he had never left the mansion. How could he appear in the world of the living?"

"Could it be that the evil messenger made it up?"

"It's hard to say, but it's really weird. There have been several fourth-grade Zhengqins recently!"

"Is it so easy to get promoted in Hades?"

"..."

Fatty Wang's heart trembled, and he secretly groaned. Sure enough, something unexpected happened today! No wonder he was so uneasy early in the morning, it turned out to be a ghost!
When he was about to use the magic talisman, he made sure that there was no one behind him.

Now two voices suddenly appeared, scaring him so much that his hair stood on end.

Although it was not the first time he encountered a ghost, he still had no experience on how to deal with it.

He turned around quietly and saw two shadowy figures wearing dark crimson eight-mysterious armor walking towards him. They were no different from the ghost soldiers who led souls at the ferry crossing at the entrance of Sanjiashan Village.

"Oh no, we're doomed!" Fatty Wang muttered softly.

Before he finished speaking, he heard a voice behind him shouting, "Who!"

Then, two shadows passed through his body and suddenly turned around to stare at him.

"Someone from the world of the living?"

"How can you see us?"

The two phantoms looked at Fatty Wang suspiciously, and then said, "Could it be that a wandering ghost has resurrected? Take him back for interrogation!"

When Fatty Wang heard this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his mind went blank and he couldn't even speak.

But he changed his mind and thought that the ghost might suspect him because he saw them.

So he pretended not to see it and continued walking.

After taking two steps, he was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard the ghost coming to him again. He untied the black iron chain around his waist and said, "Don't pretend. I know you saw me. Tell me, where did you come from and how could you see us?"

Fatty Wang saw this and realized that pretending to be blind was useless and that he had no hope of escaping because he did not have the magic talisman. He groaned inwardly.

He muttered to himself: "Today is such a bad day!"

At this moment, he thought of Zhang Qilin, his eyes lit up, he raised his head and chest, looked at the two ghost messengers, and said in a deep voice: "Why, I shouldn't see you? Just two ghost messengers, have you forgotten your identities?"

Upon hearing this, the two Yinchai didn't bother to talk nonsense and raised the black iron chain to beat him.

Fatty Wang hurriedly took out the fourth-rank official title that Zhang Hao had given him from his arms.

When the inn's people go out, they will take the fourth-rank official title painted by Zhang Hao with them, just in case.

After all, their business is to make a living by dealing with the dead. They can still deal with things from the world of the living, but they are helpless when faced with things from the world of the dead.

Therefore, they would take this official position with them so that they could escape. (End of this chapter)