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

"This……"

"No, Brother Haoxie, are you worshipping your shopkeeper too much and deifying him?"

"You're exaggerating!"

"Isn't this the full strength of your shopkeeper?"

"Are there really such powerful people nowadays?"

Wang Ye couldn't help but nodded.

"Yes!"

"Isn't this too outrageous?"

"I've seen people praise others, but aren't you praising them too much?"

Hao Xie smiled bitterly and shook his head, thinking that he hadn't finished yet.

He hasn't mentioned yet that there is a seventh-rank ghost catcher suppressed in the inn.

Not to mention that Zhang Hao didn't take the seventh-rank ghost catcher seriously. He had even played tricks on the sixth-rank Black and White Impermanence.

So where do these go?
But it was too troublesome to explain, so Hao Xie did not continue.

After leading the two into the yard, he turned around and looked at them and asked.

"By the way, what are you doing here in this inn so late at night?"

When Wang Ye heard what Hao Xie said, he immediately rolled up his sleeves and wanted to have a good talk with him.

"Hey, brother, what you said is not right. Why do you want us to come here in the middle of the night?"

"We found the afternoon from the morning, and the evening from the afternoon."

"We asked about Fengmen Village along the way, but no one said anything. They even advised us to go back."

"I finally made it to Fengmen Village, but I encountered a ghost and was beaten up by your paper figurine."

"Is it easy for us to come here?"

After hearing this, Hao Xie thought about it and realized that their Fengmen Village had indeed become famous recently, and all the nearby villages knew that there was something weird about their village now.

The sound of corpse-driving can often be heard near Fengmen Village.

Although the Yin-Yang Inn is not known to everyone, it has become a legendary existence in the nearby villages.

It is understandable that the people in this area are full of awe towards the Yin-Yang Inn and this village.

So he shook his head in amusement and waved his hands.

"Haha, okay, I overlooked that."

"But you too, should have said hello before entering the inn, otherwise you wouldn't have been beaten up like this."

"Before, there were more than a dozen retired special forces assassins from abroad in our inn. After they came, they released all the bodies in our morgue."

"So our shopkeeper was very troubled by this matter, so we made such a rule."

"These measures are all to prevent anyone from coming in and causing trouble." Perhaps because the lesson he gave Wang Ye was too harsh, Hao Xie immediately turned to Huo Xiu'er after explaining the incident and asked anxiously:
"Little girl, when you said you were going to send me a courier, were you referring to yourself?"

Huo Xiuer pursed her lips and smiled. She knew that she was being naughty by acting first and reporting later. She quickly took Hao Xie's arm and responded in a coquettish tone:
"Oh, Brother Haoxie, I'm just worried that you won't let me come."

"Ever since the Nine Gates were buried and I witnessed the power of that master to suppress Zongzi, I have been full of curiosity about your mysterious friend."

"I came here this time because I actually want to take him as my master!"

"Brother Haoxie, since we are both members of the Nine Gates, can you please say a few good words for me and introduce me to him?"

At first, Huo Xiuer was full of confidence about becoming a disciple. She thought that as the eldest daughter of the Jiumen Huo family, she had everything including wealth, status and good looks, and becoming a disciple should be easy.

However, after listening to Hao Xie's description, she realized that this master was extraordinary and was definitely not someone who would just accept disciples casually.

In her eyes, even the identity of the Nine Gates seemed insignificant in front of this master.

Therefore, she began to worry whether the trip would be in vain.

But at the same time, Hao Xie's words strengthened her determination to become his disciple, and she was even willing to give up her marriage and delicious food for this.

"Become my disciple?" Hao Xie turned to look at Huo Xiu'er, a smile flashed in his eyes, and then he laughed heartily.

"You little girl, you have such a change of mind!"

"Wouldn't it be good for you to be the Miss of the Nine Gates?"

"Come and become my disciple...will your grandmother agree?"

Huo Xiuer pouted playfully, as if she had anticipated Hao Xie's reaction, and smiled slyly:

"Hehe, in order to avoid you sending me back for this, I have officially said goodbye to the Nine Gates before leaving."

"Besides, I have also resigned from my job in the archaeological team. From now on, I will be a member of the Yin Yang Inn when I am alive, and I will be the soul of the Yin Yang Inn when I die. If the innkeeper doesn't take me in, I will sit at the door of the inn every day and not leave!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of laughter suddenly came from Zhang Hao's room.

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Hao pushed open the door, his eyes swept over the people in the yard, and finally landed on Huo Xiuer, and said jokingly:
"That's good. The ghost at the door is lonely. It will be happy to have you as a companion!"

Zhang Hao's appearance made Huo Xiu'er blush slightly. Thinking of her bold words just now, she couldn't help but feel a little shy, but she still looked at Zhang Hao with Wang Ye. Seeing this, Hao Xie hurriedly introduced:
"This is the owner of our inn."

Upon hearing this, Huo Xiu'er and Wang Ye looked Zhang Hao up and down, their eyes full of surprise.

Especially Huo Xiu'er, she had heard people from the Nine Gates discussing Hao Xie's mysterious friend, and had always thought that he was Hao Xie's friend regardless of age difference, or at least an old senior who had lived for seventy or eighty years.

Now it seems that their guess was completely wrong.

Huo Xiuer turned to look at Hao Xie, pointed at Zhang Hao, and asked again in disbelief:

"Brother Haoxie, are you kidding me? This handsome and elegant man who looks like a peerless master is the mysterious friend you mentioned? The owner of the Yin Yang Inn?"

"We in the Nine Sect will finally be able to meet this mysterious master in our lifetime!" Huo Xiu'er had a look of confusion and shock on her face, but her words revealed flattery and fawning. It was obvious that she was already laying the groundwork for becoming his disciple.

Zhang Hao couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed when he heard her praise.

"I didn't say those words to you!" Hao Xie looked at Zhang Hao and laughed dryly, pointing at Huo Xiu'er and explaining, "This is all her imagination."

Then he turned to look at Huo Xiu'er, tapped her forehead and said, "What are you thinking about all day, little girl? How can you talk to the shopkeeper like that? You are so disrespectful!"

Zhang Hao waved his hands and didn't take it seriously. After all, they often joked in the inn that they were boss and employees, but in fact they were just friends.

What puzzled him now was, didn't the system say that an order was about to be generated? Which one was the one who was here to do business?

So, he looked at Wang Ye who was next to Huo Xiuer and asked, "Who are you?"

Wang Ye witnessed the power of the paper man and saw with his own eyes the evil messenger guarding the door. Now he was completely convinced of Zhang Hao's abilities.

However, he was still very rational. After all, what he had just seen were paper figures, ghosts and the like.

This shopkeeper is indeed very capable and his strength is unquestionable, but what he wants to see most now is his ability to suppress zombies, especially those high-level zombies that are almost about to become immortals!
In this way, he finally saw hope of sending his ancestor back to the mountain.

So, he bowed and introduced himself: "I am Wang Ye from Wudang. I met Huo Xiu'er by chance and helped her find this inn. Before coming here, I heard from Huo Xiu'er that there is a master who can suppress zombies, so I wanted to come and visit him!"

As soon as Wang Ye finished speaking, he saw Zhang Hao looking at him with interest.

Zhang Hao couldn't help but feel moved at this moment. This person came to visit specially...

Could this be the customer that the system said was going to place an order?
So he looked Wang Ye up and down, and before he could ask, he heard the sound of a door opening.

creak-

Afterwards, Fatty Wang stood at the door with shining eyes, looking at Huo Xiuer and Wang Ye, and laughed: "Hahaha! I just heard it! Someone wants to know about the business, right?"

After saying that, he walked over and looked at Huo Xiu'er, feeling that she was not very similar, then looked at Wang Ye, put his hand directly on Wang Ye's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Just tell me! I am the business manager of our Yin Yang Inn! You can just call me Mr. Wang! What's your name, brother?"

Wang Ye laughed dryly and muttered to himself, this Yin Yang Inn is truly a place full of hidden talents!

Just now I thought this place was a dangerous place, but now seeing Fatty Wang, I actually feel a little funny.

However, he did not dare to be careless. After all, Hao Xie looked very approachable. Wasn't he just beaten up by someone's paper man?
Although this fat guy looks ordinary, he might be a master.

So, he nodded and said humbly: "Haha... Mr. Wang, I am Wudang Wang Ye!"

Fatty Wang waved his hand and spoke in his Kyoto accent with a hint of northeastern accent, "Boss Ye? Hello! I see that your forehead is black, your eyes are hollow, your yang energy is weak, and you have a strong aura of death! This is a sign of evil spirits entering your body and deathly aura invading you! What? You came to the inn... are you here to exorcise the evil spirits?"

Wang Ye felt quite uncomfortable when he heard Fatty Wang call him this.

But at this time, he could only touch his hair, smile and say: "No, no, no, I don't deserve to be the master! I am poor, so you should just call me Master Wang. This time, I did have something to do, but it's not to exorcise evil spirits."

Wang Ye didn't quite believe in exorcism, but Fatty Wang didn't lie.

Now, whether it is Fatty Wang or Hao Xie, they can see that Wang Ye has a murderous aura and a deathly look on his face.

If this goes on for a long time, you will be doomed to misfortune and your luck will be ruined.

So, Zhang Hao pointed out: "Master Wang, our business manager is right. You are indeed filled with evil spirits and have a dead look on your face. Maybe something happened recently? This kind of situation usually means you have been with corpses for too long, or you have encountered a corpse with extremely strong Yin evil spirits and were infected. Judging from the Yin evil spirits in your body, it should have been infected only a short time ago and has not yet penetrated into your internal organs. Maybe you have encountered some powerful corpse recently?"

When Wang Ye heard this, he immediately felt that Zhang Hao was indeed superior.

He clearly didn't say anything, but Zhang Hao had already guessed most of the situation.

So, he quickly clasped his fists and said, "The shopkeeper is indeed a master! Just as the shopkeeper said, I was traveling in the martial arts world this time and accidentally went to an ancient battlefield not long ago. On that ancient battlefield, I found the body of our Wudang founder. I wanted to bring the founder's body back to Wudang, but even if the founder has passed away, the body is still not accessible! Moreover, the ability of the founder's corpse is such that even I have to use all my skills to escape from it."

Zhang Hao nodded slightly and fell into deep thought.

Normally, the remains of ordinary people, even after undergoing corpse transformation, will not become too powerful.

For those who have practiced Tao, if they have strong abilities, it is not impossible for them to handle such matters.

During the confrontation between Wang Ye and the paper man just now, even though he was inside the house, he could feel that Wang Ye's use of the Bagua technique was extremely sophisticated.

However, if even he thought this corpse was powerful, it was enough to prove that this corpse was indeed extraordinary.

What's more, if this corpse is really their ancestor, then it is even more different from ordinary corpses.

What the ascetics pursue is a pure and clean temperament, and they are more adept at physical training.

Therefore, after the death of these Taoists with profound cultivation, they are often said to have ascended to heaven. Although no one knows whether they really ascended to heaven, one thing is certain, that is, they will never leave behind any remains after their death.

Once the body is left behind, if it turns into a corpse, it will be difficult to deal with it.

From this point of view, Wang Ye’s words are not fictional.

Then, Wang Ye continued: "Therefore, I want to visit the master who can suppress the remains."

"If you can help me transport the body back to Wudang Mountain, I will be very grateful, and Wudang will be grateful too!"

Zhang Hao nodded, looked at Wang Ye and continued, "You don't have to be grateful. Our Yin Yang Inn does business related to the dead. We will discuss business as usual. It's just that our inn's charging method is a little special, and I'm afraid you may find it difficult to accept."

Wang Ye looked at Zhang Hao in confusion, thinking that the charges were no more than high or low, what was so special about that?
Although he is a poor Taoist priest, his father is rich!
If all else fails, just rely on your father. He hasn't used his identity as a rich second-generation yet, so it's okay to use it occasionally.

So he asked, "Please tell me, shopkeeper. As long as it's about money, we can discuss it."

At this time, Fatty Wang smiled smugly, walked up to Wang Ye and said, "Ahem, Mr. Ye, you may not know this! Our inn now charges not money, but luck, life span, Yin age and merits!"

After saying that, Fatty Wang looked at Zhang Hao. After seeing Zhang Hao nod, he continued, "Boss Ye, what can you offer as a reward? If these cannot be used as a reward, then this business..."

Wang Ye was stunned in place, and after a dry laugh, he could not help but take a step back, cursing in his heart: Is this inn so outrageous? They can even take away lifespan, luck, and so on? And merits... How much merits can they accumulate by doing good deeds for a lifetime? They can even treat it as a transaction.

“This…” Wang Ye laughed dryly and touched his pocket. It wasn’t that he thought these people were fooling around, but after seeing the paper man and the ghost messenger just now, he felt that the man in front of him, who was about the same age as him, might really have this ability.

After all, sending the old Taoist priest back to Wudang was Wudang's business, not just his own.

It would be better to ask Wudang Mountain for advice.

So he took out his cell phone and said with a smile: "Boss, I'm a little scared when you say that. I'll talk to our boss, hehe..."

Zhang Hao smiled and nodded.

This is the first time they have done such business since they changed their charging method. (End of this chapter)