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

At this time, Zhang Qilin realized that there were more than two Yincha appearing in front of him.

Behind the two phantoms stood countless ghost messengers. And above their heads, there were two very scary guys that looked like huge beasts, but he couldn't recognize what they were.

Seeing so many Yinchai appear, Zhang Qilin finally realized that the two Yinchai just now were just the ones that the Hades wanted him to see, just to test his reaction.

If it weren't for Zhang Hao's reminder, he would have almost been fooled.

At this moment, Zhang Qilin witnessed many ghost officials appearing, and he immediately understood in his heart that the underworld came prepared today, and their purpose was obviously to investigate him or even arrest him!
"Humph!" He snorted coldly. He had already guessed Zhang Hao's intention, so before Zhang Hao opened his mouth, he said first: "Boss, it seems that you have already expected it."

"That's right. The number of Yinchai that appeared is astonishing and too numerous to count." There was a hint of solemnity in Zhang Qilin's tone.

When Zhang Hao heard Zhang Qilin's report, he couldn't help but shake his head slightly, thinking to himself that it was indeed not easy to deceive those guys in the underworld.

But now that we have understood the situation, it won't be so difficult to deal with.

So Zhang Hao gave Zhang Qilin instructions again over the phone: "You can't fight them head-on now. You are no match for them. Your mission is to escape! I will teach you how to escape now."

Zhang Qilin looked up at the two huge phantoms of ferocious beasts in the sky. Although they were just phantoms, he knew that once they set their sights on him, even if he had a fourth-grade Zhengqin talisman, he would probably find it difficult to resist.

So he nodded and said, "Please enlighten me, shopkeeper."

At the same time, Zhang Hao returned to his room and prepared a small bottle, a piece of yellow paper, a dish of cinnabar, and powder ground from locust tree branches.

Zhang Qilin's name was written on the bottle, and inside it were a few drops of blood given to him by Zhang Qilin.

"There should be a lot of locust trees in Tanzhou, right?"

While talking to Zhang Qilin, Zhang Hao mixed Zhang Qilin's blood with cinnabar and locust tree branch powder, and then drew a symbol on yellow paper with a brush.

He also muttered: "I am really grateful to modern society for the long-distance communication devices like mobile phones. If it were in ancient times, there would be thousands of mountains and rivers between us and we would not be able to save Zhang Qilin even if we wanted to...Science is really great."

Zhang Qilin on the other side heard Zhang Hao talking to himself and looked a little dazed. He didn't expect that Zhang Hao was still in the mood to think about this.

But he also felt that what Zhang Hao said made sense, and that science does have its unique features.

Then, Zhang Qilin looked around at the trees by the river, carefully identified them and said, "Yes, there are quite a few. I have a lot here."

"Very good, find the oldest locust tree, walk over, and then smear some blood on the locust tree." Zhang Hao said, while looking at the talisman he had just drawn, putting his two fingers together, and chanting softly: "The law of heaven is clear, the law of earth is spiritual. Gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and bind the spirit into the invisible! Return to the spirit!"

Suddenly, the symbol on the yellow paper flashed fluorescent light three times and then returned to normal.

Zhang Hao picked up the talisman and came to the longevity cards of Zhang Qilin, Hao Xie, and Wang Pangzi, and continued, "It's better to apply more, so that the disguise will be more similar."

Zhang Qilin glanced at the locust trees by the river, nodded, walked over and found the thickest locust tree, cut his palm with a knife, and then smeared the blood on the locust tree.

The rough surface of the locust tree rubbed against his wound, causing him to frown slightly.

After a while, lightning suddenly streaked across the sky again, and a white light illuminated the night sky.

Zhang Qilin looked at the red bloodstain on the locust tree and said, "It's done."

Then, he heard Zhang Hao's next instruction: "Smear some blood on your robe, and then bandage the wound. Hang the robe on the locust tree, and remember to tie it tightly."

Although Zhang Qilin was puzzled, he still followed Zhang Hao's instructions, smeared his blood on the robe, and then hung the robe on the locust tree. At the same time, he couldn't help asking: "Boss, what should we do now?"

Zhang Hao's voice came from the phone: "Switch the sky and find a scapegoat for you!"

"A scapegoat?" Zhang Qilin was even more confused.

"Are you done?" Zhang Hao's voice came through the phone again. "If you're done, take down your fourth-rank official title and stick it on the locust tree. Listen to my command. When I say three, stick it back on."

"One!" Zhang Qilin took off the fourth-rank official title on his forehead and looked at the locust tree in front of him.

"Two!" On the other side, Zhang Hao also took the drawn talisman and looked at Zhang Qilin's longevity card.

"Three!" As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Qilin pasted the fourth-rank official title on the locust tree, and Zhang Hao also pasted the talisman he had drawn on Zhang Qilin's longevity card.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Qilin felt something was wrong and took a few steps back.

He noticed out of the corner of his eye that a huge hole suddenly appeared in the sky, and a red lightning bolt, like a dragon tumbling out of a pool of blood, pierced through the sky all the way and finally landed on the locust tree in front of him.

"This... is this the shopkeeper's ability?!" Zhang Qilin stared at the locust tree in front of him in shock, unable to believe what had just happened.

Is it a coincidence?
Or was it intentional?

The lightning just happened to hit that locust tree. Isn't that too much of a coincidence?
Before Zhang Qilin could react, he felt that the world around him had become even colder.

Next to the locust tree, there seemed to be a person wearing a black cloak, with the same figure and the same indifference as him.

If you look closely, you can see that the man's figure seems somewhat illusory.

But when he blinked and looked again, he found that there was only his black cloak and no human figure.

At this time, Zhang Hao's somewhat anxious voice came from the phone: "Don't ask too much, I will tell you everything when you come back. Now hurry back to Yin Yang Inn as fast as you can!"

Zhang Qilin nodded slightly and replied: "Okay!"

Then he hung up the phone.

He turned around again to look at the ghost officials who were crawling on the ground behind him. At this time, their eyes were all focused on the old locust tree, and they didn't seem to notice Zhang Qilin.

Zhang Qilin frowned slightly, turned around and left without thinking too much.

At the same time, he was still thinking about the thunder just now. Was it a coincidence?
If it wasn't a coincidence, then how terrifying was Zhang Hao?
But before he could ask, he was interrupted by Zhang Hao.

He also said that he would tell him everything when he got back. Zhang Hao must have guessed what Zhang Qilin would ask.

Shaking his head, Zhang Qilin quickly left here and headed straight for the train station.

Shortly after Zhang Qilin left, a shadow suddenly appeared next to the old locust tree.

The phantom was emitting thick black mist, making it difficult to see his appearance clearly.

All he could see was the black fog approaching the old locust tree, staring at the fourth-rank official seal on it for a long time, and then turning his head to look in the direction where Zhang Qilin disappeared. The whole process took less than a minute. He did not touch the fourth-rank official seal, leaving it on the tree, and then disappeared directly on the spot.

The ghost messengers who were kneeling because of the dark power of Fourth Rank Zhengqin changed the direction of their kneeling.

They all began to kneel down towards the old locust tree, but no one begged for mercy.

On the other side, Zhang Hao put Zhang Qilin's longevity card back to its original place, then looked at Zhang Qilin's candlelight, nodded slightly and said: "This time he should be saved, right? Although this kind of sleight of hand can't confuse them forever, it should be enough time for Zhang Qilin to escape. Now, we should prepare for the inn's response."

After saying that, Zhang Hao turned around and prepared to leave the room.

However, in the corner of his eye, he saw that the candlelight representing Zhang Qilin's fate suddenly dimmed a lot.

Zhang Hao immediately turned around, frowned and stared at the candlelight.

Although the candlelight did not go out, the flame had become as small as it could be.

This situation can only mean two things: one is that Zhang Qilin's body has suffered serious injuries and his life is in danger; the second is that there is a huge danger hidden beside Zhang Qilin, and this danger can take Zhang Qilin's life at any time!
Zhang Hao stood there for a while, looking at Zhang Qilin's longevity card, and couldn't help wondering: "It shouldn't be like this? There should be nothing wrong with this spell. Or is there something new happening?"

Shaking his head slightly, Zhang Hao immediately picked up his phone again, found Zhang Qilin's number, and called him.

However, he then heard a prompt on the phone: "Hello, the number you dialed is out of service area!"

"Sorry..." Zhang Hao muttered to himself, with an ominous premonition in his heart.

At this time, despite the heavy rain, the CS city was still brightly lit.

Changsha, also known as Tanzhou in ancient times, has two names until modern times.

Some people, who are nostalgic, also like to call Changsha Tanzhou.

However, the mansion of the Nine Gates of Tanzhou was not in the city center, but in a courtyard house close to the city.

Although most of these old families now have their own companies, most of them understand that truly wealthy people will not live in such a complicated area. And Zhang Qilin's fate is like a light in the rain, swaying.

The courtyard where the Zhang family lives is so large that it is comparable to a football field.

The family was large and prosperous, and although slavery had become history, the Zhang family still employed many servants.

Since the salary here is quite generous, even an ordinary maid can easily earn 7,000 to 8,000 yuan a month, which is far higher than the average salary of ordinary college graduates when they first enter the workplace in super first-tier cities. Although a few graduates can get higher salaries, it is still a big temptation for most people.

Therefore, most of the people living in the Zhang family mansion are servants who come here to make a living.

It was late at night, and although the Zhang family mansion was brightly lit, there were few people around.

The security guard standing at the door was leaning on the table with one hand, looking drowsy. The surveillance screen in front of him displayed the scenes of various courtyards in the Zhang family mansion.

Suddenly, the door in one of the pictures opened without warning, swaying in the wind, looking particularly strange.

However, the security guard did not notice anything. He just closed his eyes and listened to the sound of rain outside. Until a strange sound was mixed in with the rain, he opened his eyes sleepily and looked outside.

"bell……"

"bell……"

"Yin people go on the road, Yang people stay away!"

"when!"

"when!"

"Go away, monsters! Don't frighten the returning people!"

"when!"

"when!"

When the security guard heard the bell and gong, he rubbed his eyes, looked outside in confusion, and muttered to himself, "What's going on? Where does the wailing sound come from?"

This ancient combination of musical instruments reminded him of the funeral procession in the village, but when he listened carefully, it did not seem to be a funeral tune. It was just the sound of bells and gongs, which did not interweave into a sad melody.

The security guard glanced at the surveillance camera and found that the gate of the yard had been quietly opened at some point.

"Fuck! Someone came in?"

He was shocked, thinking that a thief had sneaked in, and quickly grabbed the electric baton and flashlight next to him, ready to go out and check.

However, just as they were equipped, they saw on the surveillance camera screen that several people in white walked into the yard. Their movements were stiff and strange. They were wearing white mourning clothes and carrying a white sedan chair.

"A sedan? And it's white?" The security guard stared at the monitor in confusion, tapped the monitor, and said to himself, "No color? Is my monitor broken? No, everything else is normal!"

Shaking his head, the security guard didn't think much about it, picked up an umbrella and walked towards Zhang's yard.

After a while, he arrived at the gate of the courtyard. Before he could see who was coming, he shouted, "Who are you? Why are you wearing white clothes and coming to our Zhang family in the middle of the night? Be careful or I will call the police to arrest you!"

However, his voice seemed insignificant in the rainy night, and the people in white clothes carrying the sedan chair did not react. The security guard could not help but take two steps forward, but was stunned by the scene before him.

Although the faces of those paper figures were ordinary, their expressions were extremely creepy. They stared blankly ahead with wide eyes. Their eyeballs were grey and their cheeks were painted with bright blush.

However, what made the security guard even more uneasy was that they did not seem to be real people, and the places that were wet by the rain became dark in color, like paper.

The security guard only felt that the rainy night was even colder, with goose bumps all over his body and his hair standing on end.

What he was most curious about was the sedan chair. What was hidden inside it?
He waved his hands in front of the people carrying the sedan chair, but found that they had no reaction, like dead bodies.

But he clearly saw them carrying a sedan chair in on the surveillance camera, how could it be a dead person?
So the security guard plucked up the courage to approach the sedan, coughed dryly, stretched out his hands that were trembling with fear or cold, and lifted the curtain of the sedan.

Then, he opened his eyes wide, his face was filled with horror, and his scalp was numb, because he saw a figure with a hideous face, dark skin, and wrinkles all over the body sitting in the dim sedan chair. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a corpse!
"Ah!" The security guard was so scared that he took three steps back and shouted in panic.

"Ghost! Ghost!"

He screamed and collapsed to the ground. His mind was blank and he only knew to use the flashlight to continuously scan the people carrying the sedan chair. (End of this chapter)