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

Zhang Wenshan glanced at the crowd and took a deep breath. "These people are wearing the same clothes, and they are all silent. They just bring the bodies in. Could it be that they have been trained? But these are not important now. The most important thing is, did you see yesterday that before these people appeared, there was a black shadow flashing by?"

Hao Sansheng looked at others, and then wondered in his heart that the same situation was happening in their family.

As for the black shadow, I didn't see it at all.

He also asked other people and found that a mysterious black shadow had appeared in everyone's surveillance footage, except for his home surveillance camera, which showed nothing.

At this time, Chen Wenjin heard the black shadow and everyone talking about the fact that they were wearing the same clothes, and couldn't help but think of the person he saw at the entrance of Sanjiashan Village.

At that time, Zhang Qilin was wearing a black cloak, and the corpses were also wearing black cloaks.

Although the material does not seem to be as good as the one Zhang Qilin wore, there is no doubt that they are wearing the same clothes.

The more Chen Wenjin thought about it, the more she felt that it might be Zhang Qilin, but she didn't know that the clothes everyone was talking about were white mourning clothes, not the black cloak that appeared in her mind.

But she had already determined that everyone was talking about Zhang Qilin.

So she immediately asked, "Uncle Zhang, may I ask if the body that was sent to your house was also wearing a black cloak?"

Zhang Wenshan looked towards Chen Wenjin, frowned and nodded, saying, "Yes, since all nine sects have encountered this situation, it must have been done by one person. Those are the clothes worn by corpses, they should all be the same, right?"

Chen Wenjin hurriedly asked again: "Do they have a yellow talisman paper stuck on their foreheads?"

At this time, everyone at the Nine Gates Talks looked at Chen Wenjin, because everyone knew that she might know something.

Zhang Wenshan nodded. Before he could ask, the head of the Qi family next to him hurriedly asked, "Wenjin girl, do you know anything?"

Chen Sipi, who was standing by, cleared his throat and said, "When this girl came back, she said she might know something, but she was so mysterious that she didn't tell me! Wenjin, can you tell me now what you know?"

Chen Wenjin nodded, and then said: "I think this matter should be related to the head of the Jiumen family, Zhang Qilin!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone looked at Chen Wenjin in confusion and started talking at the same time.

"The head of the family, Zhang Qilin? I heard that he has been missing for more than 20 years, right?"

"Yeah, he hasn't appeared for a long time. It can't be him, right?"

"Yes, if it was Zhang Qilin, why did he send the body back but not show up himself?"

"Yeah, that's unacceptable!"

"Hey, Wenjin is still so jumpy and her words are still so irrelevant."

"If it was really our patriarch, I think the Zhang family should have known it first. How could it be possible that the Chen family knew it first?"

"That's right! He's been missing for more than 20 years. Who knows... is he still alive?"

When Zhang Wenshan heard Chen Wenjin mention Zhang Qilin, he could not help but sigh silently and waved his hand, saying, "Wenjin girl, do you have any evidence to prove what you said? Zhang Qilin is not only the head of the Nine Sects, but also a member of our Zhang family. Logically speaking, if it is his news, I should know more than you. But I have never heard of him in the past twenty years!"

Chen Wenjin looked at Zhang Wenshan with great confidence and explained, "Because he has a new identity now."

"New identity?" Zhang Wenshan looked at Chen Wenjin with a puzzled look on his face, his heart full of confusion.

Chen Wenjin nodded gently and said slowly: "He is now a walking man, or the legendary corpse driver."

"When he drove the corpses, he would make all the corpses wear the same black cloak to cover their appearance."

"I met him last time in Sanjia Mountain, but..." She frowned, "He didn't seem to recognize me."

"But I am sure that the person I saw looked exactly like Zhang Qilin and had exactly the same personality. I think I was not mistaken."

"Uncle Zhang, is the person who brought the body back that you just mentioned still in the ancestral hall?" Chen Wenjin asked.

Zhang Wenshan nodded and answered affirmatively: "Yes, it's in the ancestral hall."

Chen Wenjin secretly speculated in her heart that the black shadow captured by the surveillance camera mentioned in Jiumen was most likely Zhang Qilin.

The person who brought the body in might be someone else in the Yin Yang Inn, and this person might be Fatty Wang. If it was Zhang Qilin, they would have recognized him long ago.

So, she said, "I guess the person in the ancestral hall now should be surnamed Wang."

Zhang Wenshan frowned when he heard this. He originally thought there was news about Zhang Qilin, but he didn't expect...

"Wenjin girl," he said, "the people who delivered the body were not one, but eight. And they were not wearing black cloaks, but white mourning clothes. Are you sure it was the person you said?"

Chen Wenjin stood there in a daze, as if she couldn't believe her ears. She repeated, "Ah? Eight...eight?!"

From the beginning, she only heard that there were people delivering the body, but she didn't hear how many people there were, so she always thought that there was only one person delivering the body.

Now it seems that the facts are quite different from what I expected.

For a moment, a chaotic sound was heard again in the Zhang family yard.

Chen Sipi glanced at Chen Wenjin and whispered, "Sit down."

Chen Wenjin stared at Chen Sipi in a daze, then sat down in a daze.

Just as Zhang Wenshan was about to continue discussing the matter, suddenly a terrified cry came from the backyard: "Ah!" Zhang Wenshan turned around abruptly. The sound came from the direction of the ancestral hall. Something must have happened there.

At this time, the Zhang family's housekeeper ran over, panting heavily and saying to Zhang Wenshan in panic, "Master! It's bad! There really is a ghost in our house!"

After hearing this, Zhang Wenshan immediately rebuked: "What nonsense are you talking about? What kind of ghost can get in?"

The housekeeper trembled and pointed his finger in the direction of the ancestral hall. He said in horror, "Those...those people who came last night have all turned into paper figures! Master, if this isn't a ghost, what else could it be? Let's quickly invite a master to perform a ritual!"

Zhang Wenshan was stunned when he heard this, but he still pushed the housekeeper away and ran towards the ancestral hall.

At the same time, after hearing this, the parents at the Nine Gates Talks were also confused. Finally, they stood up and followed Zhang Wenshan's direction all the way to the Zhang family's ancestral hall.

When they walked over, everyone saw eight paper people carrying a paper sedan chair and standing in front of the ancestral tablet in the Zhang family ancestral hall.

The body of the paper man had been soaked in water, but it was still strong and stood firm. However, the paper man, which was painted with ink, looked extremely strange, making people's scalps numb.

Chen Wenjin ran over and was surprised to see the paper figures carrying the sedan chair. "This? Paper figures?" She thought to herself. This was totally different from the corpse-carrying in her mind.

She had seen Zhang Qilin driving corpses, and there was no such thing as paper people appearing in the process.

Moreover, the Yin-Yang master in the Yin-Yang Inn had never used the paper man trick.

From the current perspective, it seems to be completely different from what I guessed, and there is a big deviation.

It was obviously not Zhang Qilin who delivered the body, but someone else.

"Could it be..." She muttered to herself, "It's not someone from the Yin Yang Inn? It's not the body sent by Zhang Qilin? But besides the people from the Yin Yang Inn, is there anyone else who has such a mysterious ability?"

For a moment, Chen Wenjin stood there in a daze. The Zhang family was in chaos.

At this time, in front of the Zhang family ancestral hall, everyone was looking at the eight paper figures in the hall, especially the people of the Zhang family, whose faces were full of disbelief.

"What's going on?" Zhang Wenshan looked at the housekeeper and asked sternly.

"Master, I don't know! When I passed by here just now, I saw that the eight people carrying the sedan chair turned into paper figures! They didn't even change their positions!" The housekeeper replied in panic, "And the body... the body is in the paper sedan chair! If it weren't for the people carrying the sedan chair turning into paper figures, there is no way to explain it. There are always people guarding this ancestral hall, and it is impossible for anyone to get in!"

Zhang Wenshan couldn't help but look at the housekeeper suspiciously, but didn't say anything.

At this time, the butler continued, "Master, I felt something was wrong when these people came in! You think, they have not communicated with us, there must be something fishy! If they are paper figures, how could they communicate with people?"

"But the security guard said yesterday that they talked when they came in?" Zhang Wenshan looked at the housekeeper suspiciously, but he couldn't help but doubt in his heart.

There was one thing the housekeeper said that was correct, that is, it was impossible for anyone to enter the Zhang family's ancestral hall.

If there is, it can only be him.

Today, apart from a few servants who came to the ancestral hall to ask the sedan chair bearers to leave, no one else came.

And he was watching it at the scene at that time.

Although many people have come to the Nine Gates now, he believes that at that time, even with twenty servants, he was unable to "invite" these people out. It is impossible for someone in the Nine Gates to move them away without anyone noticing and then replace them with a few paper figures.

But if no one is playing tricks, how do we explain this paper man now?

"A living person turns into a paper doll? What's going on?" someone asked in confusion.

"Yes, when we came here before, it seemed that every family had several living people carrying sedan chairs to bring the corpse here. Could it be that these people are paper people?" Another person also raised the question.

"This is impossible. He was clearly a living person, so how did he turn into a paper man? This isn't how magic works, is it?" someone else questioned.

"Could this be some kind of sleight of hand?" someone speculated.

"Is it possible that the person is hiding inside the paper man?" another person suggested another possibility.

"That's impossible. This paper man doesn't look big. How could a person possibly get inside it?" someone objected.

"That's true. The sedan bearers of the Zhang family's corpse turned into paper figures. Could the ones in my family also turn into paper figures?" someone said worriedly.

Everyone looked at each other, and then the head of the Qi family said hurriedly, "Mr. Zhang, I have something to do at home, so I have to go back first. Let's talk about the Nine Gates Talks another day!"

After the Qi family took the lead, everyone said at the same time: "Lao Zhang, I have to go home quickly to see if those people have also turned into paper figures!" "Yes, we have to go home to check too!"...

Chen Wenjin watched everyone leave at this time, and couldn't help but think suspiciously: Could it be that Zhang Qilin really didn't send it?

No matter how you look at it, this matter seems to have nothing to do with corpse-driving, let alone corpse-retrieving. In short, no matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with the Yin-Yang Inn.

These corpses were not sent by Zhang Qilin or Fatty Wang, and she now doesn't know who sent them.

If it had nothing to do with these two people, she wouldn't know who was behind it.

First of all, the technique of using paper people to carry the sedan chair to deliver the corpse is completely different from that of the Yin Yang Inn.

Apart from anything else, the one who can turn paper figures into living people must be a master.

I'm afraid even the errand boys in the Yin Yang Inn don't know how to do this?

Chen Wenjin nodded secretly and couldn't help thinking in his heart: Yes, if there is a Yin-Yang Master in this world, can't there be other masters?
The reason why she thought in the direction of the Yin Yang Inn was probably because of Zhang Qilin, which made her involuntarily associate everything with the Yin Yang Inn.

At this time, Zhang Wenshan didn't have the time to keep them, because this matter was too strange, so he cupped his hands and said to everyone, "Okay, let's discuss it another day. Everyone who has something to do can go back first."

At this time, except for Chen Sipi and Chen Wenjin, everyone had left the Zhang family yard after saying goodbye to Zhang Wenshan.

At this time, Chen Wenjin looked at the paper man with a puzzled look, with question marks all over his head.

"Paper man?" she muttered to herself.

I had the impression that the people at the Yin Yang Inn could drive and retrieve corpses, but I had never seen them do anything with paper figures.

But Chen Wenjin still felt that this matter was too mysterious.

The key point is that the only thing that makes her feel mysterious recently is the Yin Yang Inn.

But this matter had nothing to do with the Yin Yang Inn, so she couldn't help but shook her head.

However, since the Yin-Yang Inn already exists in this world, it represents to her that this world may not be what they see.

In that case, it is not surprising that in this mysterious world, besides the Yin-Yang Inn, there are other masters.

Maybe she just hasn't encountered it.

At this time, Chen Sipi glanced at the paper figurines in the ancestral hall, touched his chin, and seemed to be thinking about something.

"Old Zhang, do you still remember that ancient legend?" Zhang Wenshan spoke slowly, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

"It's said that there was a kind of sorcerer in ancient times who could make paper figures, and these paper figures could actually turn into living people, right?" he continued, with a tone of disbelief. (End of this chapter)