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

Dapeng asked her with concern if she was okay. Chen Wenjin shook her head and said that her father did not tell her what happened specifically, but only mentioned the Nine Gates Talks.

"I guess something big might have happened in the Nine Gates." She pondered, "The Nine Gates Talks haven't been organized for nearly twenty years."

Dapeng narrowed his eyes and asked curiously, "Jiumen? Is it the tomb-robbing family in CS City?"

Chen Wenjin glared at him, then explained, "There haven't been many tomb robbings in the Nine Gates. If it's an ordinary small tomb, it's okay, but if it's a big tomb, basically no one will come back. About fifteen years ago, the Nine Gates secretly organized a tomb robbing, and there was no news of it. Since then, the Nine Gates have not robbed tombs again."

Dapeng nodded, then asked, "But, are you really not going to Kuiliang's tomb?"

Chen Wenjin shook her head, indicating that since Huo Xiuxiu was there, she could not go.

Dapeng reminded her that Huo Xiuxiu was also from the Nine Gates. Chen Wenjin waved her hands impatiently and prepared to leave.

"Please ask for leave from your superiors for me. I will go over there once I have dealt with my family affairs."

She said, "There's no need to wait for me in Miaojiang. Just proceed as needed."

Seeing Chen Wenjin's tired face, Dapeng concernedly told her not to worry too much.

Chen Wenjin nodded gratefully and walked out of the room.

When she went downstairs, she booked the nearest flight, and the figure in the black cloak at Sanjia Mountain appeared in her mind.

She stood in front of the building, her eyes somewhat distracted, and whispered softly, "Is that man Zhang Qilin? Why doesn't he recognize me? What happened twenty years ago?"

In the alleys of Furong District in CS City, old men sit under the shade of trees playing chess, their laughter and joy revealing the tranquility of time.

"Check! I'll stand up! Check again! Flying elephant! Heavy artillery! Stop struggling, you're doomed!"

"No more fun, it's boring!"

"You old man, you just stop playing when you keep losing!"

"Yan, I didn't sleep well last night."

The people living here don’t seem to know that a storm concerning the Nine Gates is about to stir up waves again.

At this time, two old men were playing chess on the chessboard, surrounded by old men watching the fun. They held fans in their hands and fanned them gently, looking somewhat leisurely.

Whenever one side made a mistake in a move, the onlookers couldn't help laughing and made fun of the player.

"Old Liu, your chess skills are really ridiculous. You even make excuses after losing the game!" an old man joked.

When Old Liu heard this, his eyes widened and he retorted in dissatisfaction: "What excuses? I'm telling the truth! I didn't sleep well last night. A group of weirdos came to my door and scared me so much that I couldn't sleep for half the night!"

"Haha, Lao Liu, you couldn't be dreaming that your partner came to see you?" another old man replied jokingly.

"Don't talk nonsense. I witnessed something strange last night!" Old Liu said seriously as he began to recount his adventure. "Last night, I was fast asleep when I was suddenly awakened by a loud noise. The noise was mixed with bells, gongs, and strange shouts. It sounded like a southern accent, but the content of the shouts was terrifying."

"What? The Yin people return and the Yang people avoid?" an audience member asked curiously.

"Yeah, I was wondering at the time, too, thinking that maybe we had encountered a funeral procession?" Old Liu continued, with a hint of confusion in his tone.

"Old Liu, you are not making this up just because you lost the game of chess?" someone questioned.

Old Liu ignored him and continued to talk: "I was very angry at the time, so I leaned over the window to look, and then I saw a black shadow, and it appeared in front of my window in an instant. The speed was amazing, what else do you think it could be but a demon?"

"Haha, maybe it's a god. Sun Wukong can even jump ten thousand miles!" someone laughed.

"That's right. Just because he's fast, you call him a monster? Even gods are faster!" another person echoed.

Old Liu was anxious: "Really! That's the demon! I saw with my own eyes that black shadow made a few paper figures in front of my house, and then recited a spell. Then, there was a thunderous sound in the sky, and my eyes blurred. When I looked again, the paper figures turned into real people!"

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar around him.

Some people were amazed, some questioned, and some even joked that Lao Liu might have had a strange dream.

The old man Zhang who won the game on the other side tapped his chess pieces and said thoughtfully, "Old Liu, your story sounds familiar to me. There was a paper-making shop in the alley where I lived when I was a child. I often heard the old people in the shop say that in ancient times there were powerful paper-making masters who could give spirits to paper figures and make them look like real people."

"I've heard of such things, but they were all things that happened in ancient times. How could people today have such ability?" another old man shook his head.

"Maybe Lao Liu has watched too much TV. Time-travel dramas are so popular now. Lao Liu, have you traveled through time too?" someone joked.

Old Zhang pondered for a moment and continued, "In ancient times, people who could turn paper figurines into living people were called paper masters. They all had the ability to command ghosts and were regarded as military advisors. Although there are funeral shops selling paper figurines now, they no longer have this ability."

Old Liu was anxious: "Hey, why don't you believe me? I really saw it! Not only did the demon create paper figures, he also controlled them to enter the Zhang family!"

As soon as the voice fell, a woman passing by suddenly stopped, frowned and looked at everyone, then shook her head slightly and continued on her way, muttering: "This kind of street rumors are mostly exaggerated. But something may have happened to the Zhang family last night."

This woman is Chen Wenjin who just returned to Changsha.

As she walked, she thought about the rumors she had just heard. Although she was skeptical about the paper figurine turning into a living person, she vaguely guessed something when the Zhang family was mentioned, so she quickened her pace to go home.

When Chen Wenjin returned to the Chen family's yard, he saw his father Chen Sipi staring blankly at a coffin in the middle of the yard with a frown on his face.

She quickly shouted, "Father, what happened?"

Chen Sipi came back to his senses, smiled and waved his hand, saying, "You're back. It's your sixth uncle. He came back yesterday."

"Sixth Uncle?" Chen Wenjin looked at the coffin in surprise. "Didn't he disappear more than ten years ago? Is he still alive?" Chen Sipi led Chen Wenjin to the coffin and shook his head, "You will know once you take a look."

The coffin was pushed open, revealing a wet corpse with black skin all over.

The first thing Chen Wenjin noticed was the black cloak on the corpse. She felt that the cloak looked very familiar.

But then she covered her nose, frowned and looked at the corpse, realizing that it was very similar to the sixth uncle she remembered.

"This... is actually my sixth uncle!" Chen Wenjin said in surprise, "Father, you just said that my sixth uncle is 'back'? What's going on? Did he come back on his own?"

Chen Sipi shook his head and looked at the body in the coffin in confusion: "He was sent back by someone."

"Sent it back?" Chen Wenjin suddenly remembered that when she was at the entrance of Sanjiashan Village, she saw Zhang Qilin wearing a black cloak and driving the corpse on the road.

She looked at the cloak worn by the corpse in the coffin and couldn't help but think of Zhang Qilin.

Could it be that the person who sent Uncle Six back was Zhang Qilin? He is back?
Just when Chen Wenjin was about to say that she might know something, Chen Sipi's cell phone rang.

After he answered the phone, he said, "Seven o'clock? Okay, our Wenjin is back too, so I'll go to the Zhang family in a while. Yeah. I've already guessed it, the Hao family, the Qi family, and the Huo family are all like this, and I guess the other families should be no exception! Okay, let's talk about it later at the Nine Sects Meeting!"

After hanging up the phone, Chen Wenjin continued, "Father, I think I may know what happened. The one who sent my sixth uncle back may be the missing patriarch, Zhang Qilin!"

"You know?" Chen Sipi looked at Chen Wenjin with a frown, his eyes full of confusion and suspicion.

Chen Wenjin kept the secret, nodded and said, "Father, isn't the Nine Gates Talks about to begin? Let's go first! So as not to waste time."

Chen Sipi stared at Chen Wenjin for a moment, then nodded slowly and said, "Well, let's go and talk about it over there."

He pondered for a moment and continued, "I guess the situations of the other families are similar to ours, but this is just my guess. We will discuss the specific situation in detail at the Nine Gates Talks." After that, the two of them left the yard one after the other.

At this time, quite a few people had gathered in the Zhang family's yard.

Zhang Wenshan looked at the sedan bearers who still refused to come out of the ancestral hall, frowned, and muttered to himself: "What unreasonable people!"

The Zhang family's servants were trying to move them out, but these people's bodies were as hard as rocks, and more than 20 people could not move them together.

Finally, Zhang Wenshan waved his hands helplessly and said, "Okay, okay, leave them alone. If they want to stay here, let them stay here."

After saying this, he was about to leave with an angry look on his face, but he saw the housekeeper coming over. He paused for a moment and asked, "Is everyone here?"

The housekeeper nodded and replied, "Master Chen of the Chen family and his daughter Chen Wenjin have already arrived. Now all the people from the Nine Gates have arrived and are waiting for you to come over."

Zhang Wenshan nodded and walked towards the front yard.

After arriving at the front yard, he saw that people from the nine gates had already taken their seats, so he bowed and said, "Long time no see, everyone!" His expression was serious, and the people from the other gates also looked solemn.

Although this was a rare Nine-Gate Talks, the atmosphere was extremely heavy and no one could laugh.

Zhang Wenshan glanced at the crowd and thought to himself that it seemed that their situation was similar to that of his own family.

Last night, a body must have been sent there, and it was someone from their family.

Otherwise, why would he look so sad?
Zhang Wenshan continued, "I think everyone should know that the main reason for calling everyone to this meeting is what happened last night. I heard that the Huo family, the Qi family, and the Hao family all sent a body last night? Three parents, I wonder if this happened?"

Hao Sanxing waved his hand, pushed up his glasses and said, "Our family's affairs have been spread all over the place since this morning. You don't have to pretend you don't know, Lao Zhang. But I think this incident is not limited to our family. Everyone here should have encountered this incident last night, right?"

For a moment, everyone looked at each other, some nodded, and some closed their eyes and pretended not to hear.

Aunt Huo from the Huo family said at this time: "Yes, last night, several very strange people suddenly came into my house. They could speak, but they didn't communicate with others. These people sent back my cousin who had disappeared more than ten years ago."

Zhang Wenshan couldn't help but frowned and asked, "Is Aunt Huo's cousin still alive?"

Aunt Huo glanced at Zhang Wenshan, her eyes showing a hint of anger: "He's dead! What was sent back was a corpse!"

Chen Sipi glanced at Chen Wenjin. Although their family had kept the incident a secret since it happened, now that something like this had happened at Jiumen, it was easy to guess what had happened.

What happened to the Huo family was the same as what happened to their Chen family, that is, the person who disappeared more than ten years ago suddenly appeared in their own yard.

Zhang Wenshan nodded and continued, "Let's be frank. I didn't want to reveal this matter originally, but now it seems that I can't hide it even if I want to. Last night, the same thing happened in my house. My brother's body was also sent back. I heard from my family's security guard that when these people appeared, there were strange bells and gongs, but none of the people who sent the body were holding bells and gongs. Obviously, the person who was controlling all this did not show up."

Hearing the sound of gongs and bells, Chen Wenjin frowned slightly, and couldn't help but secretly complain in her heart: Bells? Gongs? It seems that only corpse drivers would ring bells and gongs at the same time, right?

At this time, the head of the Qi family asked, "Could it be that someone wants to target our Nine Sects? So they sent these missing people back? Maybe they want to hint something to us?"

Zhang Wenshan shook his head: "It should not just be us Nine Sects that are targeted. I heard that the CS City Church also received a body. It was also a person who had been missing for more than ten years. It was a foreigner named Corliss."

"Foreigners?" Chen Sipi couldn't help but ask in confusion, "What does the person who delivered the body mean? What exactly does he want to express?" He was puzzled for a moment, and then asked, "By the way, did you ask those people who delivered the body? Did you find out anything?"

The body sent to the Chen family was the same as that to Zhang Wenshan's family. It was also carried back by eight people in white mourning clothes, carrying a sedan chair.

At first, Chen Sipi greeted the people carrying the sedan chair in a friendly manner, but those people in white clothes completely ignored him.

At this moment, the Hei family, who had been silent all the time, suddenly shouted in a low voice, with an angry look on his face: "Humph! I have never seen such unreasonable people! They walked into the door and went to other people's ancestral hall without saying a word! They refused to come out even when we invited them!"

For a moment, everyone looked at each other.

Because they found that the situation was the same in almost every family. (End of this chapter)